Chapter 406: The meat is still there, but the fans are gone...

Chapter 406: The meat is still there, but the fans are gone...

Food bloggers and bloggers obviously also know Lin Zhou.

When Boss Lin became popular, which food blogger on the Internet wouldn't want to find Boss Lin and take photos of him while eating delicious food? The popularity was really overwhelming.

But why has no one been able to take over? Because no one can find the location of Boss Lin.

Major bloggers faced messages from fans urging them to get news about Boss Lin’s food, and their official response was that they couldn’t catch Boss Lin.

I don’t know if I really haven’t eaten it in private or something.

Anyway, he never found Boss Lin.

Now that Baihe's popularity is at the forefront and Boss Lin is at the back, he can't imagine how many views the video he shot today will have by then.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

His hand holding the camera was a little unsteady.

Food is important, but so is his work.

So after taking a few deep breaths, the young man took a camera and recorded some footage of the queue.

Whether to post or not is one thing, and whether to record or not is another matter entirely.

The queue was long, but the overall movement was fast.

Lin Zhou can cook a bowl of noodles in an average of two to three minutes.

Compared to the meat of a sheep and half a cow, after selling two hundred bowls of fans, there was not much left.

There is still a lot of meat.

After all, not everyone has the money to take a family photo.

But the fans only cost ten yuan a bowl, so the fans consumed it first.

There is still meat left on the table.

Lin Zhou looked at the empty vermicelli bucket and then at the diners standing in front of him.

Looking at each other, Lin Zhou showed the empty vermicelli bucket to the diners.

The diners also understood, and their expectant expressions suddenly disappeared.

"No, Boss Lin, are your fans gone?"

Lin Zhou nodded.

Diners are devastated.

So sad.

It looks like the meat is still there, but the fans are gone...

As he was thinking, the diners looked up and saw the stall behind Boss Lin, which was also selling beef and mutton vermicelli soup.

I didn't care to think about why there were two vermicelli soups in the same place.

If there is vermicelli soup, it means there are ingredients!

Looking at the empty vermicelli soup stall at the back, it doesn't look like business is good, maybe there are ingredients.

The diners only have food in their eyes, and they immediately want to ask.

"Boss Lin, please wait for me to get off. I'll go to the vermicelli stall in the back and buy a bowl of raw vermicelli. You can help me make it."

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Zhou's response, the diners walked anxiously to the big fan stall.

That way, he was afraid that Boss Lin would reject him.

"Boss, boss, do you have any fans? I want to buy a bowl of fans!"

Da Zhuang, who is helping entertain tourists:? ? ?

What?

Da Zhuang was clearing the table with a rag in his hand.

When I heard the sound, I turned around and saw a tourist in front of his stall, looking for someone while shouting.

Da Zhuang agreed and walked over quickly.

"Hello, do you need anything?"

When the tourist saw the boss coming, he asked excitedly: "Boss, are you a fan of this?"

The ingredients Da Zhuang prepared this morning have not been opened yet.

So the fans haven’t moved yet.

"Yes, you want to have a fan?"

Da Zhuang didn't understand why this tourist wanted to buy raw fans.

"Yes, Boss Lin's fans are gone. It's hard to find me in the queue. I can't help but eat!"

As the diners spoke, they looked anxiously in the direction of Lin Zhou, fearing that Boss Lin would close the stall.

This way he would queue up in vain.

This pain really makes it impossible to breathe.

After watching it for a long time, he now wanted to eat a bowl of slippery vermicelli soup.

I can’t imagine those who have eaten it. If they take a sip, the fans will bounce it on their faces. How delicious it will be in their mouths!

"Ah, Boss Lin's fans are sold out. I want another bucket of unused ones. I'll move them to Boss Lin."

As soon as he heard that Lin Zhou was short of ingredients, Da Zhuang directly brought the vermicelli soup made in his stall to Lin Zhou's stall without saying a word.

"Boss Lin heard that you have lost your fans, but I still have one here!"

Lin Zhou, who thought he could close the stall after selling out two hundred bowls of vermicelli soup today:...

Brother Da Zhuang, you are so enthusiastic!

"Ah, this is your food. You still have to do business. How can you use it for me?"

Lin Zhou still wanted to struggle, but the diners in front of the stall who already knew that Boss Lin's ingredients were sold out began to speak.

"It's okay, boss, I'll cover how much this fan will cost. How can I let you, boss, suffer a loss?"

Faced with Da Zhuang who sent fans, the fans were so happy.

After hearing Lin Zhou's words, they all rushed to pay.

"Boss, use mine, I am a loyal fan of Boss Lin!"

"Boss, I'll give you some money, how can I let the boss spend money?"

"That's right."

Da Zhuang was really flattered that the diners were so enthusiastic about giving away money.

His hands and head moved together, like a rattle.

"Boss Lin, you can use it. I don't need it. I have to greet customers, so you don't need to be polite to me."

After saying that, Da Zhuang ran back to clean the table for fear of being caught by these diners.

Diners have never met such a good boss.

Everyone was extremely moved, and then their eyes fell back on Lin Zhou.

Lin Zhou sighed helplessly.

OK...

"What kind of powder do you want?"

Lin Zhouyong's fans were also bought outside by Butler Sun, and they were not much different from those used by Da Zhuang.

These fans in the north are doing pretty well.

It's chewy, elastic, and not soupy.

The diners were overjoyed to see that Boss Lin was really willing to continue cooking for them.

"If you want mutton meal, add one part mutton and one part haggis."

"Boss Lin, I love you so much. Do you know what a surprise I felt when I met you when I came to Baihe for a trip!"

Lin Zhou nodded, took a portion of the rice noodles and boiled them in the mutton soup base. Then he took a portion of mutton and haggis and threw them in together to boil them.

In two minutes, a fragrant bowl of mutton, haggis and vermicelli soup is ready.

“Want garlic leaves?”

Coriander, green onions, and garlic leaves are all necessary for vermicelli soup, but some people don’t like them.

When Lin Zhou is busy, he will let diners add more.

I'm not busy, so just ask.

"If you want, I'll eat whatever Boss Lin cooks!"

Lin Zhou smiled and nodded.

Then the mutton soup sprinkled with garlic leaves was handed to him.

Beef soup tastes better when sprinkled with coriander, and mutton soup tastes better when sprinkled with garlic leaves.

The taste difference between the two is quite big.

"Thank you, Boss Lin!"

When the diners in the back saw that the fans in the front were ready, they immediately came forward to order.

"Boss Lin, Boss Lin, I want a beef vermicelli soup with beef tendons and beef ribs."

The meat on the countertop is grid by grid.

The portions were not large, and the people watching were anxious, fearing that they would be gone when it was their turn.

Especially since there was no wave of fans just now.

It can be seen that there are not many ingredients left.

What will happen when it’s their turn to run out of meat?

You can still borrow vermicelli because it is made from raw ingredients and the vermicelli cooked by Boss Lin will definitely taste good.

But the meat and soup base are not good.

If Boss Lin didn't make it himself, there's no point in them buying it!

So I wished that the diners in front of me would buy less, so that they would still have something to eat when it was their turn.

(Gifts added!)