Chapter 345 Aren’t you here to cut in line?

That's what she said. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

When the filling of the buns was already steamed and the fragrance spread everywhere with the air.

Ms. Wang Chuanjuan couldn't help but buy one to try.

Seeing her dancing stopped and she was about to leave the team, the aunt next to her knew at a glance that she wanted to buy buns again.

She admitted that the buns made by the young man before were delicious.

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But the buns sold later were not very good.

Some of them were not even handmade buns, but semi-finished frozen buns bought online, which were directly steamed in the pot when they were set up.

How delicious could they be.

Everyone was heartbroken by those semi-finished buns every time they tried.

So the other dancing aunts saw Ms. Wang Chuanjuan leave, even if they also smelled the fragrance of the buns, they didn't follow.

Ever since Ms. Wang Chuanjuan had eaten the buns made by Lin Zhou, she fell in love with buns.

So even though I knew that the bun stall that appeared in Huaguoshan was not the same as before, I couldn't help but buy one to try because of my love for buns.

A bun is not expensive.

When Wang Chuanjuan followed the smell to Lin Zhou's stall, she screamed and ran over when she saw Lin Zhou, who looked so familiar.

This shout attracted passers-by who had not paid attention to Lin Zhou's stall.

"It's you, Mr. Lin, oh my god, I recognize you even if you turn into ashes!"

Wang Chuanjuan ran and laughed, pulling Lin Zhou enthusiastically.

This excited attitude made the two of them look like a mother and son who had been separated for many years, and the owner of the fried skewers stall standing in front of them was stunned.

Aren't you here to cut in line?

"Madam, I came first, I have to queue up."

Before Lin Zhou could speak, the owner of the fried skewers stall was very vigilant and pulled Ms. Wang Chuanjuan back.

He has been waiting for more than ten minutes, and someone can still cut in front of him?

No way!

They are so enthusiastic, maybe they just want to cut in line without knowing it!

He is also a businessman.

He has seen a lot of thoughts of these diners.

Lin Zhou smiled and greeted the aunt.

Except for the stalls in the vegetable market before, it seems that the mothers who met here in Huaguoshan are the most.

They all have the same characteristics, that is, enthusiasm and talkativeness.

Lin Zhou also talked a lot more.

"Boss Lin, where did you set up the stall before? I haven't sold buns here for a long time. You don't know that I miss the buns you make every day, but I just can't find such delicious ones."

Ms. Wang Chuanjuan is very experienced when it comes to this.

Since she fell in love with buns, she has been looking for buns everywhere every three or five days. She has eaten all the bun shops in Jiangdong.

But she didn't find any buns that can be compared with them.

No, it can be said that there are not even 80% of the buns made by Boss Lin.

Not to mention the taste of the fillings, the color and taste of the bun skin are completely different.

Now I see Lin Zhou is back to sell buns.

I can’t express my excitement in words!

“Boss Lin, can I buy more? I always like the buns you make, and I have to eat several in one meal!”

Although Ms. Wang Chuanjuan was pulled to the back by the owner of the fried skewers stall, she couldn’t help but ask excitedly.

From the moment she saw Lin Zhou, she couldn’t calm down.

She couldn’t imagine how happy she would be when she ate the buns she had always loved.

“I guess it won’t work.”

Lin Zhou looked at the diners around him who were attracted by the aunt’s voice, and showed a standard embarrassed but polite smile.

He had been here for more than ten minutes, and only the owner of the fried skewers stall next to him was there.

Now there are several diners attracted by the aunt’s excited expression.

Not to mention Lin Zhou’s popularity on the Internet.

It was late at night, and the lights were dim. Originally, everyone saw that there was another bun stall at the entrance of the park and reflexively thought it was an imitation.

No one paid attention to Lin Zhou.

Then when Ms. Wang Chuanjuan came over, her excited look attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Zhou's figure was also seen by everyone.

It was not clear, but you could get closer to see it.

Then there were five or six more people in the queue.

"Oh my god, I didn't notice it. Is this Boss Lin?"

"Yes, I just looked up the photo online. Who is Boss Lin?"

"Oh my god, Boss Lin is back to sell buns?"

"I'm afraid I'm dreaming." The man pinched himself cruelly.

"Ouch, it hurts, it's real!"

After saying that, the man quickly stood behind the line to line up.

The owner of the fried skewers stall saw the extra people at this moment, and his eyes looked at Wang Chuanjuan with a hint of murderous intent.

Originally, he had waited for a long time and didn't see any diners coming. He thought that the buns tonight were probably unlimited.

He could enjoy a feast.

Unexpectedly, just when the buns were about to come out of the oven, someone came!

If there was no one in line, their position would not attract attention.

But the queue starts at one o'clock, so everyone passing by has to take a look.

There are so many people who know Boss Lin, so by then, the quantity will be limited!

When the buns are cooked, Lin Zhou turns off the fire.

The rest have to simmer for a few minutes.

When people who are familiar with Lin Zhou see him turning off the fire, they know that the buns are ready to eat.

I was a little anxious all of a sudden, and couldn't help looking forward.

The steaming steamers in front of me were the best symbol of deliciousness.

In the eyes of people passing by on the street, they looked like they were queuing for something delicious.

There were still many people who had nothing to do at night.

So in just a few minutes, when the buns came out of the steamer, a long line had formed in front of Lin Zhou's stall.

It was estimated that there were about 20 to 30 people.

Lin Zhou and the owner of the fried skewers stall looked at each other, and then said: "Limited to two per person."

He brought out two or three hundred buns, and if there was no limit on purchases, he was afraid that there would not be enough to sell later.

"What? Only two?"

The owner of the fried skewers stall looked disappointed instantly.

Who would eat two buns?

I could only fill my stomach.

"One of each flavor."

It was obvious from the opened steamer that there were two flavors.

The buns next to it had thin skin and large fillings, which should be spicy tofu buns. The red oil dyed the bright white skin red, which looked tempting.

Then there was another big steamed bun in the steamer, round and plump, but I couldn't tell what the filling was.

"This is a vegetarian bun, with spicy tofu filling, and this is a beef bun, five yuan for the vegetarian one and ten yuan for the meat one."

It was still the same price and taste.

The owner of the fried skewers stall couldn't help but ask again: "Can we limit the purchase to two of each flavor? One is not enough, Boss Lin!"

Lin Zhou shook his head and motioned him to look behind.

The line kept getting longer.

When Lin Zhou set up the stall, he was prepared to be recognized.

So he was very calm.

"Okay."

The owner of the fried skewers stall asked for one of each and paid fifteen yuan.

Soon it was the next one.

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(Today's explosive update, writing five chapters, this is the first chapter! I wrote it on Douyin live broadcast, welcome everyone to supervise!)