Chapter 508 No, Boss, you don’t have martial ethics!

Chapter 508 No, Boss, you don’t have martial ethics!

Lin Yi and the others said nothing.

Then Xiao Xian started to perform.

"What's so good about watching smashed beggar chicken? It's better to watch the boss make beggar chicken."

Xiao Xian said in a low voice while standing in front of the stall.

Seeing him change his voice before he spoke, he really impressed the brothers!

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Then several people looked at the crowd around curiously to see if anyone was curious.

Xiang Shan, who was excited by the crowd, was very interested when he heard this.

Yes! What's so good about watching smashed beggar chicken? You still have to watch how beggar chicken is made!

Lin Zhou also heard the diners' remarks.

He didn't pay attention at first, but then he saw the diners who had pork trotter rice last week turned around and walked towards him, and his face immediately showed rejection.

"If you watch beggar chicken too close, it will be smoked black, so don't come."

Xiao Xian saw that some diners were curious and was happy that someone was going to do the same as them.

In a blink of an eye, the boss came out to organize.

Everyone was stunned.

No, boss, you don't have martial ethics!

When they were having fun, you didn't remind them!

Xiangshan stopped when he heard this.

Almost.

Thinking of the video he saw, in addition to the stall owner being black, the diners next to him were also black. It seems that they were too close to the oven.

In order not to be on the news, forget it, just wait aside.

Also, is this stall owner Boss Lin?

He doesn't sound like him.

But his voice is a bit similar.

Xiangshan sent his doubts to the class group.

Then the classmates asked him not to do those fancy things and ask directly.

Xiangshan thought it made sense, so he stood aside and waited for the boss to rest.

Lin Zhou felt Xiangshan's gaze and didn't dare to rest. He pretended to be busy when he was not busy, shuttling between the two ovens, turning the second oven of beggar chicken back and forth.

All the 30 beggar chickens in the first oven have been sold.

Now the reserved numbers have been reserved up to the fourth furnace.

The busy Lin Zhou finally gave Xiang Shan an opportunity to ask.

Xiang Shan approached Lin Zhou who was bending over to add firewood and asked in a low voice: "Boss, are you Boss Lin?"

Lin Zhou:...

"Boss Lin, what Boss Lin?"

Lin Zhou pretended to be serious and looked at Xiang Shan with a puzzled look.

Now Xiang Shan was also confused.

The stall owner is not Boss Lin?

Impossible!

"It's the Boss Lin who is very popular on the Internet."

Lin Zhou:...

"I don't know."

After Lin Zhou finished speaking, he continued to be busy.

Zhou really can't admit it.

If this is discovered, it will become his black history!

Can't admit it, really can't admit it!

Xiang Shan stood aside in doubt.

Send the answer he asked to the class group.

"The stall owner said he is not Boss Lin."

As soon as this came out, the group exploded again.

What's going on?

"Isn't it Boss Lin?"

"Fuck, these conditions are consistent with Boss Lin's stall, but it's not Boss Lin, I don't believe it."

"Anyway, I asked, and the boss said it wasn't him."

"Could it be that Boss Lin didn't admit it?"

"Impossible, Boss Lin is not that kind of person. When he was setting up a stall before, someone asked, and Boss Lin admitted it directly."

"So it's really not Boss Lin?"

"I think everyone shouldn't be too nervous. The country is so big, maybe there is more than one person with good stall skills like Boss Lin. It can't be unfair to other bosses just because a roadside stall becomes popular."

"..."

Messages flew in the group.

Xiangshan stood aside listlessly.

He was so excited that he thought his prediction was right.

Boss Lin really came to Harbin to set up a stall this week.

Unexpectedly, his hope was shattered all of a sudden.

Fortunately, he didn't tell his roommates, otherwise he would be embarrassed now.

Xiangshan sighed and stood aside pitifully.

Lin Zhou couldn't help but tell him, and he looked very disappointed.

But when I think of the photos of him being smoked and smoked that are now circulating online, I can’t recognize him!

Just get through this week.

It’s also my fault that I didn’t understand the situation the day before. I didn’t expect that such a thing would happen when roasting a beggar chicken.

Now I have no way out.

Seeing more and more customers in front of the stall, most of them are tourists, taking photos and checking in.

His stall seems to have become a check-in attraction all of a sudden.

Before the evening, all 120 beggar chickens were booked.

Lin Zhou, a diner who came to ask later, could only say that there were no more.

This is the advantage of the Internet.

As long as it becomes popular, the business will be very good immediately.

Lin Zhou felt that it was fortunate that he had foresight and asked Uncle Sun to prepare an extra oven, otherwise he didn’t know when the 120 beggar chickens would be roasted.

Now he only needs to roast four batches.

Sold a lot, and the time to get off work is earlier than yesterday, which is really good!

Beggar chicken is also easy to make.

As long as the marinating work is done in the early stage, and then it is baked, and you pay attention to the heat in the middle, it will be fine.

It is not very laborious and can be made in large quantities.

He can handle it alone.

"The second batch of beggar chicken is ready, everyone can pick it up according to the order of the number plate."

Lin Zhou felt that the beggar chicken was almost done, so he opened the oven and moved the beggar chickens one by one to the ground. Anyway, the outer layer of mud was not eaten, so it didn't matter if it was placed on the ground.

After the oven was empty, he baked the next batch directly without any delay.

After getting the beggar chicken, the diners who wanted to eat it immediately chose to pack it on the spot.

For those who wanted to take the mud with them, Lin Zhou wrapped the mud in a scalding-proof bag and gave it to the diners to take away.

In a blink of an eye, it was Xiangshan.

Xiangshan looked at the mud ball and wanted to try if he could smash it with one punch. After all, the stall owner's punch to smash a piece of mud was too handsome.

He couldn't help but want to imitate it.

Men will never get tired of this kind of absolute power.

Xiangshan looked at his arm and thought it would be better not to humiliate himself.

He asked the boss to help open it directly.

Lin Zhou nodded and smashed it with one fist.

Looking at this relaxed look, it really gives people the illusion that he can do it.

After the soil broke apart, the fragrance of the beggar's chicken could no longer be hidden.

Xiangshan smelled it carefully, and he felt that the fragrance was a bit like the smell of the native chicken soup that his grandmother stewed for him when he went back to his hometown when he was a child.

The chicken was raised by his grandmother herself, and the stewed chicken soup was really fresh.

Now I can think of that fragrant smell when I think about it.

The smell of chicken soup in my memory overlapped with the smell of beggar's chicken at this moment.

Both are rich and fragrant smells of chicken.

But it seems that the smell of beggar's chicken is a little stronger than the smell of chicken soup, with the aroma of lotus leaves and wine.

The smell is not single, but like perfume, there are top notes and base notes.

For a moment, Xiangshan didn't know what to say.

Looking at the golden and shiny chicken skin, and the dark brown lotus leaves, I really want to tear off a chicken leg and stuff it into my mouth to chew it.

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