Chapter 242 Dashachun, what are you doing!
"Boss Lin!"
The same exclamation came, and Lin Zhou looked up and saw the familiar Ma Ming.
Oh, the big group came very quickly.
Almost one after another with the diners from Koucheng.
Lin Zhou nodded and responded.
Ma Ming's hands were shaking with excitement while holding the phone.
God knows how he got here these days!
Every day, he was directed by the fans in the live broadcast room and looked for people everywhere.
If he still can't find it tomorrow, he will have to return empty-handed.
Unexpectedly, those diners really found it!
Ma Ming was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly. He smelled the aroma of roast duck in the air and sniffed intoxicatedly.
"Boss Lin, is there a purchase limit on roast duck?"
Lin Zhou looked at Ma Ming and saw that there were no diners following him, so he shook his head.
If there were many people, there would not be enough roast duck left, so there would definitely be a purchase limit, and he didn't want everyone to make a wasted trip.
But now there is only Ma Ming, so there is no purchase limit.
When he heard that there was no purchase limit, Ma Ming's eyes lit up.
The ecstatic look on his face frightened the fans in the live broadcast room.
"Dashachun, what are you doing?"
"Host, I advise you to calm down. You should know that Boss Lin's fans are on the way. You'd better be kind."
"Ahhh, host, I know you are a good person. Leave some roast duck for us!"
"Brother, do you want to buy it for me? I'll pay double the price. Bring me one."
"Host, tell Boss Lin that we will be there soon. Do you understand what I mean?"
"......"
Ma Ming: "How many are left?"
When he heard that there was no purchase limit, Ma Ming's first reaction was this. He looked at Lin Zhou eagerly, waiting for an answer that made him excited.
"There are about a hundred left."
Lin Zhou estimated and replied.
The next second, Ma Ming said something that made all the fans in the live broadcast room curse.
"Then I want them all!"
Lin Zhou was not too surprised. Ma Ming was not the first to buy all.
Ding Su on the side widened his eyes in surprise.
Damn, isn't this guy afraid of getting beaten?
As a not-so-new fan, he also knows how terrible the fighting power of Boss Lin's fans is. They are people who can do anything for food.
You are still live streaming.
You even cut off the way for the fans behind you. Do you still want to survive?
As expected, Ma Ming's live streaming room exploded.
One by one, they cursed loudly. If it weren't for the screen, Ma Ming would probably lie down at this moment.
"Anchor, you *****"
"I know that the anchor's eyes are not good, who will stop him!"
"Anchor, do you still want fans? If you do this today, I will turn from a fan to a hater."
"You kid, ****"
"*****"
"......"
Ma Ming took a look at the barrage that was refreshing the screen very quickly, and saw that it was all cursing him, and he immediately laughed guiltily.
"Well, I'm just kidding, just kidding, how could I do such a thing."
"Boss Lin, I just want two."
If it wasn't for the live broadcast today, with tens of thousands of fans staring at him, Ma Ming would have planned to buy all the remaining roast ducks.
But, in front of his fans and friends, these people are now his bread and butter, so he had to give up this plan with great pain.
Lin Zhou couldn't help laughing when he saw how he flinched in front of the camera.
"Hahahaha, you really want two? If you miss this opportunity, you don't know if you will have it next time."
Lin Zhou was not afraid of making trouble and started to tease him.
Ma Ming looked at Lin Zhou with resentment when he heard this.
Boss Lin still likes to have fun.
How dare he be stared at by so many fans?
I'm afraid that the location of his home will be dug out by angry fans, and they may even block his door and put him in a sack.
"I'm not that kind of person. As a live streamer, I must think about the fans who believe in me!"
"When will Mr. Lin close the stall today? Will he open the stall tomorrow?"
As an old fan, Ma Ming knew clearly what everyone wanted to hear the most, and immediately changed the subject.
"I guess we'll close the stall after roasting the next batch of ducks. There's not much charcoal left. You don't have to come today. We'll open the stall tomorrow, around 8 or 9 o'clock."
Lin Zhou said this to the phone on which Ma Ming was broadcasting live.
The fans in the live broadcast room also heard it.
Some fans who were anxious to buy roast duck immediately calmed down.
Those who had time immediately booked a high-speed train to Koucheng tomorrow morning.
Some people who couldn't wait were ready to go in the evening and line up early in the morning to avoid missing out.
Tomorrow is the last day of the week.
If you don't get to eat it, you don't know if you can eat it in the future. Don't miss it!
As the roast duck in the oven came out of the oven, the fans in the live broadcast room also saw the true face of this week's roast duck.
One by one, the bright red, plump ducks were taken out of the oven, still dripping with oil, and if you get close, you can hear the sizzling sound of fat being roasted.
Ma Ming knows traffic.
The moment Lin Zhou took the roast duck, he turned the camera to the roast duck oven.
The radio equipment was also moved closer, so that the fans in the live broadcast room could hear the sizzling sound of the roast ducks being roasted.
The greedy fans swallowed their saliva crazily.
"Oh my god, this is the first time I see a freshly baked roast duck, it's so fresh!"
"It looks so crispy, I can hear the sound of two roast ducks colliding with each other."
"When the roast duck oil drips onto the flames in the stove, you can hear the crackling sound. It's so tempting!"
"I'm so greedy. Is it really out of stock? I want to eat it so much!"
"Host, can you buy two more and give me some to try? I'm your old fan. I've been following you since the first day of your live broadcast."
"Host, I'm your long-lost sister. Now that we've met, can you give me a roast duck?"
"..."
Ma Ming didn't care about the fans in the live broadcast room.
His eyes were completely attracted by the roast duck coming out of the oven.
The rich aroma made him swallow his saliva.
The villagers and guests who had been waiting for a long time gathered around when they saw the roast duck coming out of the oven.
"Master, my roast duck is ready, right? It's whole, no need to cut it, just add some marinade."
"Master, mine needs to be cut, just the duck skin, you know, eat it in slices."
"Master, mine needs to be cut into pieces."
"Master..."
The fans in the live broadcast room were very curious when they heard the fans on the scene calling Lin Zhou Master.
"Congratulations to Boss Lin for getting a new title this week."
"Why is he called Master? It's so strange, a bit like calling a taxi driver."
"Don't mention it, I wouldn't have remembered it if you didn't mention it. I went to the capital to eat roast duck before, and the chefs who made roast duck there were also called Master, Master Wang, Master Li, etc."
"I understand, it's a different way of calling it, I still feel that Boss Lin sounds more comfortable, calling him Master makes people look older."
"I envy them so much for being able to eat the roast duck made by Boss Lin, I can't wait to take a taxi over there to eat it."
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