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

The chicken nuggets were not chopped by Lin Zhou himself, and the size was somewhat uneven. The fried chicken nuggets need to be weighed when packaged, and each portion is half a catty.

It looks like five or six yuan in the hand.

The customer watched Lin Zhou's actions, packing up one portion after another of fried chicken, and when he was about to ask if it was him, he handed it to the man next to him.

"No, it's not mine yet?"

Seeing that the pot of fried chicken was all packed up, he watched helplessly and swallowed several times. It was not his yet!

My eyes are straight!

"Sorry, I ordered more."

Fang Jun didn't think it was much when he ordered it, but now that Lin Zhou was packing it, he felt it was a lot.

Even two pots of fried chicken were cooked by him.

Everyone else can only watch helplessly, I feel so guilty!

When the customers saw Fang Jun buying so much, they immediately looked forward to the taste of fried chicken.

This guy bought so much, it must be delicious!

Dabao's eyes widened when he saw Fang Jun carrying two big bags of fried chicken. He looked straight at Fang Jun. Seeing that he was leaving, he followed him subconsciously.

This is a wealthy family!

Gao Jiazhi:? ? ?

"Dabao, come back, where are you going!"

"Pfft."

Fang Jun, who had already walked two steps, heard the sound and came back. He saw Erha following him and couldn't help but laugh.

It's rare to meet such a fun dog.

Fang Jun was not stingy either. Knowing that the dog was greedy, he picked up the packaged fried chicken and placed a portion in front of Dabao.

"Eat, please."

A portion of fried chicken with crab roe appeared in front of Erha. Not only Gao Jiazhi, who followed him, was envious, but also the passers-by who had ordered but had not received it were also envious.

Good guy, is this crab roe fried chicken worth 50 yuan for a dog?

If he had known that being a dog was so enjoyable, it wouldn't be impossible for him to be the dog instead.

Gao Jiazhi looked at his dog son wagging his tail with a complicated expression.

"Brother, be open-minded. After all, this dog asked for a piece of fried chicken and didn't follow you. He still loves you, otherwise he would have left you and gone to live with a wealthy family."

The passer-by and diners next to him who were also in a complicated mood came to Gao Jiazhi and comforted him.

Gao Jiazhi:......

"Hey, I went to the fried chicken stall you mentioned. There are two flavors on the menu. The original fried chicken legs and fried chicken wings are 10 yuan each, and the fried chicken nuggets are 25 each. The crab roe flavored chicken wings and chicken legs are 20 each, and the fried chicken nuggets are 20 yuan each. 50 a piece, how to buy it?”

The errand boy rode a battery scooter and quickly stopped in front of the fried chicken stall.

After seeing the menu on the small blackboard clearly, the customer who placed the order immediately called to inquire.

The regular diner sat at home, listening to what the errand boy said, and hesitated for a moment.

"I want one of each kind. See how much it costs."

"Boss, I want one each. How much is it?"

Lin Zhou had been paying attention to the errand boy since he stopped in front of the stall.

Naturally, I also heard the content of the phone call.

Pull out your calculator and start adding.

"20+40+25+50=135."

Lin Zhou didn't even need to speak. The errand boy heard the sound reported by the calculator and relayed it directly to the customer.

"Then 135."

After hanging up the phone, the errand boy placed the order, and then waited for Lin Zhou to fry the chicken legs.

Not a moment.

The errand boy was like a signal, and regular diners came over one after another.

"Ah ah ah, it's really Boss Lin. Boss Lin, I miss you...the delicious food!"

Jia Lan and her best friend Xiaolin got up from bed late at night, parked the car and ran over to Lin Zhou's stall when they saw it.

Seeing this enthusiastic posture, Lin Zhou subconsciously took two steps back.

"Calm down, my oil pan is dangerous, be careful of getting burned!"

"Boss Lin, I'm here too!"

"Wow, fried chicken! It tastes so good~"

As more and more regular diners came over, Lin Zhou's stall became full of people.

Suddenly it became the brightest stall on the whole street.

Such a lively scene made the lady selling lemon tea next to me envious.

Even her business is better than usual.

Of course the most popular thing is wine.

A customer bought fried chicken and went to a nearby convenience store and came back with beer.

Everyone didn't mind the location, so they just found a clean step near Lin Zhou's stall, sat down with a few friends, and started drinking and eating fried chicken.

Looking at that happy look, the young lady was so greedy.

Is this fried chicken really that delicious?

Her stall was close to Lin Zhou's stall, and she was already craving for it after smelling the aroma of fried chicken all night.

Looking at the endless stream of customers, she no longer cared about her own stall, and moved over to buy one to try.

"Boss, I want a piece of fried chicken with crab roe."

"Sorry, they're all sold out."

Lin Zhou didn't expect so many regular customers to come over, and the fifty fried chickens were sold out in a short time.

And the best seller is the crab roe fried chicken.

Original fried chicken is not expensive, so it's a good deal.

But everyone has seen that the more expensive crab roe fried chicken is more expensive.

The ordinary price is not attractive.

In the words of a diner, I am hesitant about the ten-yuan fried chicken. I have to order a portion of the crab-roe fried chicken for fifty-yuan. I want to taste it and see if it is worth the price.

“What about original fried chicken?”

The girl selling lemon tea asked reluctantly.

"No more, we can only wait until tomorrow."

Lin Zhou said apologetically.

"All right."

The young lady was very disappointed. She originally wanted to buy one to try when the stall was closed.

I couldn't help but came early, but I didn't buy it yet. It's really outrageous.

Think about how long it has been since the stall was set up, and it’s all sold out.

Her lemon tea isn’t sold out yet!

...

As the pots of fried chicken came out, the errand boy picked up the goods and immediately rode a battery car to the customer's house.

It took a long time to wait for the fried chicken, and the distance was quite far.

If you don't speed up, it will time out.

On the other side, the regular diners saw the photos and videos posted by the diners in the group before they even waited for the fried chicken delivered by the errand boy.

The attractive fried chicken in the photo made him salivate wildly.

"It looks delicious!"

The original fried chicken is fried to a golden color and is sprinkled with red chili powder. The chili powder is sprinkled on the surface of the fried chicken and adsorbed to the fat, making it very tempting.

The appearance of the fried chicken with crab roe is even more attractive. It has an orange-yellow shell and is crispy. If you zoom in on the photo carefully, you can see the crab roe particles and minced crab meat wrapped on the surface of the fried chicken, and it is also fried to a crispy texture. What is this called? What a greedy person!

I can’t count how many times I have opened the app to check the rider’s location, and the diners feel panicked while waiting.

He wished that the errand boy would flash up in front of him with fried chicken.

The errand boy was also suffering at the moment.

While waiting for the fried chicken, he smelled the aroma of fried chicken for a long time. After it was packed, the aroma of fried chicken still penetrated wildly along the way, blowing to the tip of his nose with the evening breeze.

Not surprisingly, he was greedy!

But the fried chicken belongs to the customer!

What a sad thing!

While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, the tortured errand boy sent a message to the customer while holding back his saliva.

"Brother, can I have a piece of fried chicken?"

Anxiously waiting diners: Huh?

"?!"

"What are you going to do to my fried chicken?"