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

After the errand boy left, the diners in front of Lin Zhou's stall were still laughing.

"I used to see delivery people picking up orders online because they were so greedy for the food they bought that they asked the diners if they could have one. I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect to see the real version."

"I'm afraid I'm thinking that it's because the fried chicken tastes so good!"

"Hahahaha, it's not enough to eat at all. Boss Lin should prepare more for tomorrow. We all can't share this little fried chicken."

It was also the first time for Lin Zhou to see such an operation.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Lin Zhou watched the errand boy eating the customer's fried chicken, and the diners who came to the stall to buy fried chicken all night long. For the first time, he doubted that the food he cooked was really so delicious?

He thought so, and his expression came out like this.

The old diners on the side immediately became excited when they saw Lin Zhou's suspicious eyes.

"Oh my God, boss, you don't know how delicious the food you cook is, do you?"

"I won't talk about the previous buns. I simply beat all the buns you can buy in the world. Whose buns are so soft and chewy? Their bun skins are the best in the world. The fillings are also delicious. The food is not good, each has its own characteristics, oh no, I am so greedy just thinking about it, boss, are you really not going to sell steamed buns?"

"I think fried chicken tastes better. Fried chicken with crab roe is amazing. I never thought fried chicken could taste this good. Boss, you are so generous. When I took a bite, I could taste the crab roe and crab meat on the surface of the fried chicken. Honey, dear." , old and fragrant.”

"Only after eating the fried chicken cooked by Boss Lin did I realize what kind of rubbish I had eaten before. Fresh chicken turns out to be juicy when fried! It's so fresh!"

"..."

Lin Zhou ate his own cooking every day and got used to the full-level cooking skills provided by the system. Over time, he became immune and could not face up to his own cooking skills.

However, diners who don’t often eat such delicious food cannot remain calm.

"You like to eat, I will prepare more tomorrow."

Lin Zhou couldn't help but smile as he listened to everyone's compliments.

It is really a very happy thing to be recognized and liked by everyone.

Even if you set up a stall, you will feel that you are doing something meaningful.

For the first time, Lin Zhou felt that setting up a stall was not just for system rewards.

But to meet these lovely diners.

"I will set up a stall here at 12 o'clock this week. If you like to eat, come over. Do you have a favorite flavor? I can prepare fried chicken."

"Ah ah ah, boss, I love you, I want to eat spicy chicken wings!"

"Boss, I want to eat potato chips and fried chicken. Do you know how to make it?"

Once they heard that Lin Zhou was listening to everyone's opinions, the diners who already loved fried chicken went completely crazy.

He looked at Lin Zhou with extremely eager eyes.

The lively chatter and laughter spread far away at night, and this happy mood spread to everyone.

...

On the other side, the errand boy successfully met Fang Jun.

"How much do you want? The boxes of fried chicken over there are all untouched and the packaging bags have not been opened. There should be several boxes. Take a look."

Fang Jun also saw the news in the group.

Facing the red-faced and timid errand boy, I couldn't say anything. Seeing that he realized his mistake and was actively trying to make up for it, I would like to help if I could.

After all, there are still poor group members who are going crazy at home because they haven’t eaten fried chicken. He is the leader of the group, so it’s just a matter of effort.

"Do you still want to eat? Can I take both?"

The errand boy took a look and saw that among the untouched fried chicken, there was a box of original chicken nuggets, a box of crab roe chicken nuggets, and three or four boxes of each of the two flavors of chicken wings and chicken legs left. It can be said that the portions are quite sufficient.

If you buy it all and pay it to the customer, the customer won't be too angry, right?

The errand boy thought uncertainly.

"I really need these fried chickens. Well, when the fried chicken owner sets up his stall tomorrow, if you need to run errands to buy them for you, I can help you for free."

The errand boy said in tears.

He really paid too much just to buy another piece of fried chicken.

I have no choice, I did something wrong, I can't control my mouth, I can only find a way to make up for it.

See if you can beg customers not to complain about him.

"Okay, then you can take these and leave us with our contact information."

Fang Jun originally planned to keep two boxes to take home and fry them again in the air fryer tomorrow. The taste is probably not much different.

But the errand boy said so, so it’s not impossible to sell them all to him.

There is no need to go out and buy it yourself tomorrow night.

"No, you didn't eat the fried chicken you bought for me on the way, did you?"

After Fang Jun finished speaking, he realized that this kid had a criminal record, and the credibility of his words still needs to be discussed.

"Don't worry, brother, I will buy one for myself and I won't eat it secretly!"

The errand boy was about to burst into tears. He couldn't even defend himself. This was what he had done.

I didn’t expect that he would be here today!

Next time, don’t run on an empty stomach, as you may get into an accident!

Woohoo, it’s all because the fried chicken is so fragrant!

Cry to death!

"That's okay."

Fang Jun temporarily believed the errand boy.

After the transaction was completed, the boy returned to the battery car carrying a large bag of fried chicken and put on a mask on the three layers on the left and three on the right.

One is to prevent yourself from smelling the aroma and grabbing a box of fried chicken.

The second is that he is afraid that customers will recognize him and he will be put in a sack.

It is understandable that he would be beaten if he did such a thing.

The screams of the customers seemed to still be in his ears.

Therefore, protective measures must be taken to ensure personal safety.

...

A piece of fried chicken was finally delivered to the customer after going through many difficulties.

When the customer gave the pickup code, his voice was gritted.

"I said I really helped you get your gloves. Do you believe me?"

The errand boy looked so muscular that he could be beaten to death with one punch, and his legs weakened with fear.

If he had known that the customer was a strong man, he would have hesitated before promising to eat secretly.

"Brother, I was afraid that you wouldn't have enough to eat, so I bought you two more portions when I picked up my gloves. It's my treat and I'll apologize for your overtime."

Over and over again, the order time successfully timed out.

The errand boy was so timid that he served the fried chicken with both hands.

"Then do I still have to thank you?"

The dizzy-eyed diners who were already hungry took the fried chicken and finally looked better.

After experiencing ups and downs of emotions throughout the night, he now felt that his temper was much better.

If this had happened before, he would have had a fight with him when he learned that the errand boy had touched his fried chicken.

Now I see that people still know how to buy an extra copy and send it back to apologize, which makes me very satisfied.

"I'm really sorry, brother. Can you still eat tomorrow? I'll run errands for you and buy another order for free. Don't complain to me, okay?"

The errand boy thought that he had originally planned to buy himself fried chicken to eat enough tomorrow, so it wouldn't be a big problem if he ran two orders on the way.

Just don't complain.

Otherwise, he would have lost money because of his greedy talk this day.

"Since you said so, I won't complain. If you do less things like this in the future, you will be beaten more easily."

When the boy heard this, he looked at the customer's well-developed muscles and touched his mask reflexively.

Fortunately, fortunately, his appearance was not revealed.