Chapter 209: Boss Lin’s craftsmanship is so easy to recognize!

Xiaoyue has been a loyal fan of Boss Lin since the fried chicken stall.

She was chasing Boss Lin like a star. She dreamed about Boss Lin's cooking skills. Just ask, which chef in the world can cook like Boss Lin?

Such delicious fried skewers felt wrong as soon as she ate them.

Some food tasted good, which was normal.

She had never seen food as delicious as Boss Lin in her 20 years of life.

It was so easy to recognize.

"Boss Lin?"

Xiaoying put down her bag, washed her hands and came out, and heard Xiaoyue's whisper.

"What Boss Lin?"

Xiaoying and Xiaoyue were roommates. They were both busy with work and didn't communicate much. Their relationship was not as good as that of best friends, but they got along very well as roommates.

They often got together for dinner after get off work.

"It's the boss Lin whose cooking skills are so awesome that I told you about!"

"What? Is it true? I thought you were using a star-chasing filter?"

Xiaoyue is really crazy about boss Lin. After get off work, she either looks for news about boss Lin on the Internet or goes out to find people. She only works for boss Lin.

Xiaoying is scared when she sees it.

She is not chasing after a street stall, but a star.

So she has never been interested in boss Lin mentioned by Xiaoyue.

Xiaoying has a very strange habit. The more popular something is, especially when others are praising it, she is like a rebel. She is not interested at all, but annoyed.

For example, if a movie or TV series is very popular and everyone around is watching it, and it is also popular on the Internet and everyone is praising it, she doesn't want to watch it. Then one day she accidentally sees it and finds it good. She recommends it to others, only to find that the show has been popular for a long time and everyone around has watched it, but she is the only one who is late to realize it.

She feels this way now.

When Xiaoyue ate the delicious fried chicken, she kept praising boss Lin's cooking skills and how delicious the fried chicken is.

But because fried chicken was so popular, she thought it was too troublesome to queue up for too many people, so she didn't accept the recommendation.

Until today, she felt that the extremely delicious fried skewers were made by the same person?

When Xiaoyue tasted the fried skewers, she didn't need to guess, it was 100% certain that Boss Lin made them.

Seeing that Xiaoying didn't believe it, she asked immediately.

"Then let me ask you, is the boss selling fried skewers a young man?"

Xiaoying recalled the appearance of the boss of the fried skewers stall. Judging from his appearance and voice, he should be a young man. He was wearing a mask. I couldn't see his face clearly, but he was probably good-looking and had bright eyes.

So she nodded.

Xiaoyue asked again: "Is he wearing a mask, his skin is white, his hair is parted, his eyes are almond eyes, and his eyelashes are long..."

"Wait, how do you know so much? I didn't look closely, but he is tall, his hair is black and smooth, and what kind of hairstyle is the parted hair?"

Xiaoying felt that Xiaoyue really loved that Boss Lin, and observed so carefully, which was unique.

"Oh, by the way, I have photos. Let me show you."

Xiaoyue felt stupid. She had kept photos of Boss Lin setting up a stall, but she was telling the story here. She was really stunned by this surprise.

Xiaoying took a look and nodded affirmatively.

Boss Lin in the photo and the owner of the fried skewers stall, although they sell different food and wear different clothes, they can be seen to be the same person.

"Wow, my God, you, who is not a fan of Boss Lin, actually met Boss Lin. This luck is unparalleled. I envy you to death!"

Xiaoyue's envious eyes can be seen at a glance.

"Boss Lin is really good at running. He actually ran to the door of the nursing home to set up a stall. Who can find this? I was thinking of going out after dinner to find where Boss Lin set up a stall this week, but now I don't have to."

While eating the slightly cold fried skewers, Xiaoyue said happily.

"Wow, it's so delicious. I've never eaten fried skewers that are not greasy even when they are cold. Although they are not so crispy, they are still very fragrant!"

"Yeah, it's super delicious. The fried skewers just out of the pot are even more fragrant. The elderly in our nursing home don't even eat meals. They sneak out to eat fried skewers one by one. It's amazing."

Sakura chatted with Xiaoyue about the gossip in the nursing home while eating.

As they chatted, Xiaoyue suddenly remembered the tradition in their group.

"By the way, do you want to make some money?"

Sakura: "Hmm?"

"There has always been a reward mechanism in our group. Whoever finds Boss Lin's location and shares it can get a reward red envelope from the group owner and some people in the group. It's quite a lot of money. Many of Boss Lin's fans have money, and they will give you red envelopes when they are happy."

Sakura was moved for a moment when she heard about the amount of money.

But she thought that Boss Lin's location was not found by her at all. Boss Lin happened to set up a stall in front of the nursing home where she worked.

She was too embarrassed to take this money.

"No, I didn't find it. I was just lucky to run into Mr. Lin setting up a stall."

Sakura waved her hand and refused.

She didn't want to be someone who made money by using other people's names.

"Wow, Sakura, you are so nice."

Xiaoyue praised with admiration.

Sakura felt embarrassed.

"No, if I have contributed, it is normal to get paid. I just met Mr. Lin setting up a stall in front of the nursing home. And I was not the first one to buy fried skewers. It was the elderly in the nursing home who found that fried skewers were delicious, so I knew about it."

"Then should we send out the location of Mr. Lin's stall this week?"

Xiaoyue is very clear about Mr. Lin's power.

If the diners knew about it, they would rush to the nursing home.

But Xiaoying didn't know.

"Let's talk about it. I think everyone is having a hard time looking for Boss Lin."

Xiaoying had seen Xiaoyue running around for hours every time she went out to look for Boss Lin. Everyone liked the food made by Boss Lin, and there were so many fried skewers, so it wouldn't matter if more people came to eat.

"How about this, we can't do good things without leaving our names. You post a post with your account, and I'll forward it to our customer group, so that everyone knows where Boss Lin's stall is, and they will thank you by the way."

That's no problem.

Xiaoying thought it was good.

She immediately took a photo of the fried skewers box she had eaten, posted it to her dy account, and attached the address of the Happy Nursing Home.

"Hehe, you know the previous braised pork stall, a diner became famous with Boss Lin's braised pork rolls, and now he has become a live broadcaster, with more than 100,000 fans, maybe you can do it too."

Xiaoyue said, and clicked on her follow list to show Xiaoying Ma Ming's account.

"I didn't even see it, it's really backward information!"

Xiaoying was surprised.

Nowadays, who among the young people doesn’t want to become famous overnight? Even if they don’t do anything, they can make money by just live streaming and selling goods.

“Look, this person also live-streamed last week that he found Boss Lin’s wonton stall, and he has more fans.”

… Because of Xiaoyue’s forwarding and sharing.

The number of views of Xiaoying’s Amway video exceeded 1,000 in an instant.

This shows the enthusiasm of Boss Lin’s fans.

The number of comments, likes, and reposts are all rising steadily.

Xiaoying suddenly panicked.

Does Boss Lin have so many fans?