Chapter 334 Sure Enough, Boss Lin Still Loves Them the Most!

Looking at the scattered skewers, the car owners around also broke away from their gloating mood.

It's heartbreaking!

These are the skewers of Boss Lin that they haven't eaten yet!

Now they are knocked over and snatched away by a dog.

How heartbreaking!

If I had known this would happen, I would have shared them with everyone present to try.

What a pity to waste them.

The car owners sighed one by one, and those who didn't know thought that their skewers had fallen.

"Hey, brother, are the skewers delicious?"

The diners who haven't eaten yet looked at the dirty skewers and swallowed their saliva, and couldn't help asking.

This is really curious about the taste!

As soon as he finished speaking, the big brother next to him couldn't help but take over the conversation.

"Are you stupid? Is there anything that Boss Lin makes that is not delicious?"

Is there any need to ask this?

It's really anxious.

"Of course I know it's delicious, I just want to know how it tastes."

"Look at him like this, he still has the heart to care about us, the skewers were taken away by the dog, it's too late to cry."

The sad expression on the face of the man eating skewers paused, he looked at the man who was talking, glared at him fiercely, and then walked into the farm with a plate of dirty skewers.

The diners who were watching him walked towards the farm and suddenly stopped talking.

At least people can enter the farm to eat skewers, but they are still blocked outside, what's so funny.

Ah...

The atmosphere suddenly became depressed again.

The man eating skewers came to Lin Zhou crying and holding the few remaining skewers.

"Boss Lin, my skewers were knocked to the ground by a dog, can you save them?"

Lin Zhou's hands kept moving, turning the skewers in his hand over quickly, and then evenly sprinkled the seasoning on them.

Hearing this, he looked up at the skewers in the man's hand.

It really fell to the ground and rolled around, how come it is so dirty.

Lin Zhou waved helplessly and asked Dadong to take him to the farm to deal with it.

First of all, the dirt on the skewers must be cleaned, and then the skewers must be put back, dried on the oven, and seasoned again.

The taste may be a little worse, but at least it can still be eaten.

The skewers guy saw that Lin Zhou was willing to save his skewers, and he was so happy that his nose bubbles came out.

Lin Zhou:......

Dadong, who was helping Lin Zhou, couldn't help laughing when he saw the snot bubbles.

"Pfft, sorry, my wife gave birth, and I can't help laughing."

Dadong took the man's skewers with a smile and took him to the kitchen to clean them.

Lin Zhou didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it when he saw this scene.

Fortunately, he wore a mask, so he could laugh secretly.

......

It was past 12 o'clock in a blink of an eye. Lin Zhou looked at more and more people and asked Butler Sun to put up a sign at the entrance of the farm to indicate the business hours of the barbecue stall this week, from 7pm to 12am.

Those who are still stuck in traffic and can't enter the farm, hurry back.

There is no limit on the amount of food on the farm, but he can't keep busy all the time, he will be tired.

There are a lot of orders in his hand, and it is estimated that it will be good if he can close the stall before two o'clock.

He can't accept more today.

Even if he is in good health and doesn't feel tired, Xiaobai and others will be tired after working all day.

"Sir, is 12 o'clock too late? You have to work for several hours."

Butler Sun hesitated with the notice board.

"It's okay, it's not that tiring, just grilling skewers back and forth, I don't need to do anything else."

It's been a long time since I went back to Jiangdong to set up a stall, and Lin Zhou missed these old diners.

Everyone knew that he was setting up a stall here in the middle of the night, and they ran over one by one without any complaints. This place is his foothold after crossing, and Lin Zhou still has feelings for it.

It can be said to be his home in this world.

Now that I finally come back to set up a stall, I don’t know how long it will take to come back. I will try my best to let everyone eat, so that when we move to another place later, everyone won’t be too sad.

“Okay.”

Sun Deye wrote the sign and put it at the entrance of the farm.

Then he greeted the drivers who were stuck in traffic one by one and asked them to come back tomorrow.

Although the old diners regretted that they couldn’t eat today, there was no limit on the barbecue this week, and the business hours were so long, from 7 to 12 o’clock!

Oh my God, what a happy event!

When have the old diners ever experienced such a prosperous life? It was unbelievable that there was no limit on the barbecue, but this week there was every night.

What’s the difference between this and dreaming!

Sure enough, Boss Lin still loves them the most!

"Let's go, let's go. There are all this week. I feel relieved. If we don't leave now, when the people in the farm finish eating and come out, there may be traffic jams on the way back."

"That depends on whether they can get out. I just saw a tow truck coming to tow the truck away. I guess the people parked upstairs can't get out."

"It's not a wasted trip. I know the news and I can come early to queue up tomorrow."

"If I come earlier, I may be able to go to the farm to have a look. I think it's very interesting to see them slaughtering pigs."

"Does slaughtering pigs have a pig slaughtering meal?"

"Pfft, what are you thinking? They are all used for barbecue."

The old diners who were stuck in traffic left one after another after seeing the business hours.

It's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow. It's perfect to come early after work to queue up for barbecue.

The traffic police old diner didn't get to eat Boss Lin's barbecue, and was forced to work overtime all night.

The colleagues he called over were even more innocent.

This night was a carnival for the old diners in Jiangdong.

Until 1 a.m., there were still many live photos.

The photos of everyone eating and drinking were circulated wildly. If they didn't show off, they couldn't express their feelings at the moment.

Of course, everyone knew the scope of this show-off. It was just a few local groups and friends who spread it privately.

It was impossible to post it on the Internet.

Not to mention the diners of Mr. Lin from other places, there was no telling how many local diners there were in Jiangdong.

Moreover, the location of Mr. Lin's stall this week was completely exposed. In the next few days, whether you can eat Mr. Lin's skewers depends on your ability.

Even the primary school students who didn't sleep late at night were talking about this topic.

As old diners of Mr. Lin, the obstacles brought by the identity of primary school students are too great.

In normal classes, except for being sick, how can you have the opportunity to take leave?

In addition, the location and time of Mr. Lin's stall are not fixed, so the primary school students have no chance to follow him, let alone eat it.

Except for Fang Jun's niece, who can occasionally get some food because of his uncle, the group leader.

Other children, if they want to eat the food made by Boss Lin, can only rely on their family.

Primary school students themselves don't have the time and freedom to chase Boss Lin.

This time, it's hard to get the news that Boss Lin is setting up a stall locally.

These primary school students and old diners are immediately celebrating.

"But what's the use of knowing? My mother also knew the location of Boss Lin before, but there were too many people in line and we couldn't buy it at all."

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(Wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival~)