Food: Set Up Stalls Randomly, Customers Chase Me Ten Streets

"All of them!"

The child looked at Lin Zhou categorically and said.

That look in his eyes was more sincere and firm than his declaration of joining the Party.

Only children make choices, of course adults have to make choices.

This sentence lost its credibility on the child in front of him.

The next second, the high-spirited child was slapped by his mother.

"Whatever you want, there's so much, you can finish it!"

After her mother finished speaking fiercely, she put on a gentle smile again when she looked at Lin Zhou.

Lin Zhou was stunned at the speed of his facial expression changes.

I always feel that parents are not very emotionally stable when raising children.

"Boss, here's ten yuan."

The child said nothing, his expression obviously unconvinced.

But he didn't dare to refute what he said.

I'm afraid that the candied haws in hand will be gone again, so I have to eat it first.

The mother obviously chose five bunches of candied haws according to her own taste without asking the children for their opinions.

After paying the money, I tasted one myself and then handed it to my son.

Both mother and son's eyes lit up when they ate the candied haws.

Five bunches of candied haws on a stick are not enough to eat at all, and it is not enough for two people to share. It will be gone in two or three bites.

The mother and son were carrying candied haws. They hadn't walked two steps further, but they turned around and came back after eating.

"Mom, let's not go see the peacocks. Let's spend all the money on candied haws."

Children know that the financial power of the family is in the hands of their mother, and they eagerly try to please her.

Mom hesitated for a moment.

Does this seem to work?

So the mother and son asked for 20 yuan this time to choose all the flavors they didn't have.

Lin Zhou once again sighed at his wit.

If I hadn't thought of making small skewers of candied haws, and selling 500 skewers a day, how long would it take to sell them?

Essentially, Lin Zhou just wanted to complete the task and get the reward.

...

On the other side, when Xiaolin turned around to look for Lin Zhou, she could no longer find him.

Jia Lan was disappointed.

But I still posted the news to a group organized by diners waiting for steamed buns last week.

"Today I saw a figure who looked like a bun owner selling candied haws at the four-way intersection on Linshui Avenue."

In this group of diners organized by diners, people go to Huaguoshan every day to check whether the bun stall owner has set up a stall today.

There is also speculation that the owner of the steamed bun stall may have set up his stall elsewhere.

The diners who couldn't wait for Lin Zhou to come out of his stall searched all the park entrances in the city.

Every time a place is found, everyone will be notified in the group.

There is strength in numbers, and everyone can find a park or night market near their home, which saves everyone a lot of time.

So this group, after a week of development, already has about a hundred people, all of whom are loyal diners of Lin Zhou's steamed bun stall.

As a woman, Jia Lan's sixth sense told her that the roadside stall selling candied haws just passed by was the previous bun stall owner.

Although I didn't see the front face, the tricycle was very similar, and so was the silhouette.

After all, it is rare for people who set up stalls and do business to be as young and handsome as Lin Zhou.

Jia Lan's words seemed to open the door to a new world for the people in the group.

They have been looking for the boss of the steamed bun stall. They have never thought that the boss does not sell steamed buns. What if he sells other foods?

Didn’t the barbecue stall at the entrance of Huaguoshan switch to selling steamed buns?

It's just that the buns made by the bun stall owner are so delicious that they never thought about the possibility of the boss doing other businesses.

"Copy that. I'm passing by Linshui Avenue after get off work. I'll take a look then."

It didn’t take long for people in the group to reply one after another.

No one could find the steamed stuffed bun stall, but if there were clues, they would send them out. With more people and more power, we might just find it.

Jiangdong City is neither big nor small. In a third-tier city, if you want to find a roadside stall, there is still hope.

"Hey, I didn't leave any photos of the bun stall owner setting up his stall, otherwise I could send out a shout-out to find someone in the same city, unlike now when I'm looking for a needle in a haystack."

"The main reason is that the business of the steamed stuffed bun stall is so good, you have to queue up if you want to eat. I didn't expect that the business would be so good that the boss would not sell the stall unless he said so."

"No, if it were me, I would be busy from morning to night every day, making money!"

"Maybe the boss doesn't like money. After all, he only sold 200 buns a day when he set up the stall."

"Those who bought buns in those days when there was no limit were still happy. I saw an older brother buy thirty buns. I'm afraid he hasn't finished them yet. If I had known, I would have stocked up on some."

"Hahahaha, remember it better. Next time you encounter something delicious, just buy more and keep it. Eat slowly, otherwise you may not be able to eat it one day."

"Damn it, don't mention it, who is hoarding goods when buying things now!"

"..."

The messages in the group got lost in conversation.

It’s all because people I met at the same steamed bun stall are all willing to go to great lengths to eat. People added to the group have similar interests and hobbies, and they all have interesting topics to talk about.

In addition to looking for steamed bun stalls, everyone usually chats to pass the time.

The news in the group is very active.

Jia Lan put away her phone when she didn't see any useful information and continued shopping with Xiaolin.

...

At the entrance of the zoo, before four o'clock, Lin Zhou looked at the sold-out glass cabinets and was deeply surprised.

I thought it would be a difficult task to complete, but I didn’t expect it to be easier to sell than the porridge on the top of the mountain!

Originally, he planned to wait until the International Foreign Language Primary School was over before setting up a stall to sell the remaining candied haws.

I didn’t expect it to be sold out just by walking around the street.

Lin Zhou quickly closed the stall.

Compared with Lin Zhou's good business, the uncle who was selling candied haws on a stick saw that all his business had been robbed today, and his face turned black.

Especially when they saw Lin Zhou selling out all the stalls in a short period of time, they were all jealous.

You should know that at this time, he has almost sold out of his candied haws.

Not like today! It took a long time to sell a bunch, and this thing can't be kept for a long time. If it can't be sold, it will be completely wasted.

If it can be stored in the winter, how long can it be stored in the summer?

The uncle thought about what the mother and son said. Nowadays, young people are very particular about eating. They feel that the candied haws sold in such an open manner is unhygienic. They would rather buy the expensive candied haws in the glass cabinet than buy the cheap one from him.

How about he sell the whole tricycle in a glass case?

Such a small bunch of candied haws on a stick sells for three yuan, and the money earned makes him jealous!

Lin Zhou, who was closing the stall, saw the man selling candied haws on the opposite side staring at him and closing the stall much faster.

Sure enough, if the business is too good, it will easily arouse the jealousy of peers.

After today’s experiment, I don’t have to worry about selling the candied haws wherever I go. I’ll just change the place to set up a stall tomorrow.

It’s not easy for uncles to set up stalls and do business here in the summer, so they won’t compete with others for business.

Lin Zhou thought thoughtfully.

Then he quickly rode away on a tricycle.