Chapter 96: I dream of being chased by customers for fried chicken!

Chapter 96: I dream of being chased by customers for fried chicken!

"Not sure.

The security guard brushed his scarf with an expression as excited as if he had eaten a big melon.

I couldn't stop laughing at every inconsistent guess about Mr. Lin's identity.

"They would never guess that Mr. Lin is so rich that he still goes out to set up a stall every day."

"By the way, I haven't tasted what rich people cook like. Can you try it?"

The colleague next to him rolled his eyes, "What are you thinking? Mr. Lin comes in and out every day, but he still doesn't recognize our faces? It would be embarrassing if he recognized us, and you don't want to work anymore!"

"Mr. Lin seems very kind and has a good temper. He greets us every time he comes in and out. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The security guard immediately gave up the idea after being told by his colleagues, but when his colleagues described him as a scourge, he couldn't help but refute it.

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"It's right to be cautious when working in this place. What if Mr. Lin just likes to hide his identity and work at a stall like an ordinary person? Our appearance makes him think that his identity has been exposed, so he doesn't like us?"

"Based on my ten years of experience in reading novels, Mr. Lin's behavior is probably due to his status. If he cooks casually, he will be praised by a lot of people. He thinks these people are because of his status. But there is no sense of reality when it comes to boasting, so he hides his identity and pretends to be an ordinary person to set up a stall. No one knows his identity, and there is no filter for what he cooks, so he can hear the sincere words of the guests. Praise, this is probably what rich people pursue differently.”

Listening to his colleagues dissecting Mr. Lin's psychology, the security guard looked confused. Is that so?

If you think about it carefully, it does make sense.

"This is probably the difference between us and the rich. What we pursue is only money, while they pursue higher-level spiritual needs!"

"Perhaps Mr. Lin is having fun now when he returns home and sees all these people on the Internet praising his good craftsmanship."

This is really true.

Lin Zhou returned home and took a quick shower. Then he took a bottle of iced Coke and lay on the bed to watch videos and rest.

If you don’t watch videos before going to bed, you really can’t fall asleep.

Then naturally, videos of people discussing him appeared on the Internet.

Lin Zhou usually pays close attention to his own news and will search for it specially.

Big data will naturally recommend similar videos to him.

As he watched, his expression changed.

No!

He just wanted to set up a stall in a low profile without showing his face, but it was still posted online and caused so much discussion.

Seeing that people in the comment area were trying to find out his identity, Lin Zhou was so frightened that he covered his vest even more.

This year’s diners are really scary!

...

In the afternoon, Lin Yiyi woke up from his sleep and felt that he was not feeling well.

He kept dreaming that the diners could not eat fried chicken, and chased him from night to dawn, shouting fried chicken, fried chicken, and wanted to eat fried chicken.

Then when he opened his eyes, he felt that he had slept in vain and his body was so sore.

It’s like running eight hundred meters in a dream!

"Ah hiss"

After getting up, my neck was still stiff.

Lin Zhou held his neck and cried out in pain.

"Butler Sun, hurry up and find a masseur who comes to your door. I have a stiff neck!"

Sun Deye walked up the stairs quickly and saw Lin Zhou covering his neck. He immediately responded and went to make a phone call.

Aunt Fang and Aunt Xu hurried upstairs when they heard Lin Zhou's exclamation.

After knowing what was going on, Aunt Fang helped Lin Zhou sit down on the sofa, "Sir, let me massage you first. Do you feel bad?"

Lin Zhou responded, unable to move his head. It was really uncomfortable.

I don’t know if I dreamed of running while sleeping, which meant that my body was also running. When I woke up, I felt sore in my lower back and had a stiff neck.

If I had known this, I would have stopped watching videos before going to bed. I would have been chasing diners throughout my dreams.

Aunt Fang stood behind Lin Zhou to help with the massage.

Aunt Xu ran back and forth to pour water and serve lunch.

"Sir, the masseur is leaving now and will arrive in about an hour. Please be patient."

Lin Zhou nodded and collapsed on the sofa helplessly.

"By the way, go ahead and buy today's chickens. I want eighty chicks. The owner of the farm knows that, so just ask him to handle them as before."

"Okay sir, don't worry."

Sun Deye nodded, made arrangements for the villa, and then drove off to the farm to buy chickens.

The owner of the farm saw the familiar luxury car and immediately came up to it.

Then I saw Butler Sun and was confused.

"Hello boss, I'm Mr. Lin's housekeeper. I'm here to buy eighty chickens today. Just handle them as before."

Sun Deye is wearing a well-fitting suit, which is incompatible with the atmosphere of the breeding farm.

Lin Zhou's short-sleeved shorts yesterday did not make the farm owner feel that there was any difference in status.

Even if I found out after searching that the car was very expensive, it didn’t feel real!

Today, Sun Deye came in with an elite look, and he looked like a luxury car.

Especially since this man calls himself a butler.

With a luxury car and a butler, Lin Zhou's identity immediately became mysterious to the farm owner.

What is the identity of Boss Lin who usually comes to buy chickens?

The owner of the farm and Sun Deye stood aside waiting for the chickens to be killed and couldn't help but inquire.

"Hello, what's your name, butler?"

The boss handed Sun Deye a cigarette and asked.

"Boss, just call me Butler Sun."

"Oh, OK, OK, where does housekeeper Sun work? I mean, what does Mr. Lin do? Do you sell fried chicken?"

The farm owner used to think that he was a small boss with such a large farm, and that he could make a million a year, which was not a small amount.

But since he met Lin Zhou, he felt that the farm didn't seem to make that much money.

The young man, in his twenties, drove a luxury car and took care of a housekeeper by selling fried chicken.

The difference is quite big!

"Sorry, I can't ask too much about Mr. Lin's affairs. If you are curious, you can ask Mr. Lin yourself."

The arc of Sun Deye's smile didn't change, and he was blocked as soon as he opened his mouth.

The farm owner asked for a long time, but didn't find out any news.

Then he sent Sun Deye away depressed.

When he went back, he began to think about the possibility of selling fried chicken.

If selling fried chicken is so profitable, he will also try to sell fried chicken on a tricycle, and the ingredients are ready.

Opening his mobile phone, he silently searched whether selling fried chicken can make money?

How to make fried chicken?

Is it difficult to make fried chicken?

......

In the villa, Lin Zhou experienced a two-hour back massage, and he felt alive and refreshed.

"This master has good skills, let him come twice a week in the future."

I didn't have money to enjoy it before.

Now that I have money, of course I can do whatever I want.

No, he didn't know before that a good master's massage skills could be so comfortable.

Sun Deye nodded in agreement.

Lin Zhou, who was fully revived, immediately walked into the kitchen and started to prepare fried chicken.

Although he was chased by diners in his dreams, he had to do the task.