Facing his father's puzzled eyes, Zhang Mingyuan explained: "I just think the name Lin Zhou is very suitable for him." ”

If you change places and set up stalls every day, wouldn't it be called Lin Tian.

"It's not big or small, Lin Zhou is your father's friend, you have to call uncle when you meet."

Zhang Mingyuan: ......

The smile is not lost, it is only transferred.

Zhang Mingyuan drank the last mouthful of porridge seriously and said that he was going to work.

"What's the hurry, I haven't asked you how the blind date is."

Zhang Jianjun glanced at Zhang Mingyuan angrily.

What an adult, and I'm not in a hurry to find a girlfriend.

Which old man of the same age in the circle of friends doesn't hold his grandchildren, some of his grandchildren are in elementary school, pick up and drop off every day, and his retirement days are also impressive.

It's not like he can only climb mountains, play chess, and drink tea.

If you make an appointment with your old friends to go fishing, then you will open your mouth and shut up about their grandson, granddaughter, how is it, by the way, asking if his son is married.

This gap made Zhang Jianjun even lazy to see that group of old friends.

Fortunately, I met Lin Zhou and found a young friend, otherwise life would be even more boring.

"It's okay, it depends on the woman's reaction."

Zhang Mingyuan gave a vague answer and slipped away.

Zhang Jianjun, a lonely old man, was left alone at home.

Drinking the porridge slowly, Zhang Jianjun sighed at the deliciousness of the abalone porridge, if you eat it with last week's buns, it would be a beautiful breakfast.

This cooking is much better than what the chef at home makes.

Fortunately, I didn't have much appetite in the morning and didn't eat much, so I could still eat a bowl of porridge.

When he thought that today's porridge was brought back by his son from climbing the mountain, and he might not be able to eat it tomorrow, he was a little anxious.

After eating something better, who wants to eat something that isn't delicious!

Anyway, he has to climb the mountain every day, why don't he go to bed early tonight and get up tomorrow morning to climb Qinhuang Mountain?

Although I can't leave at four o'clock in the morning with Lin Zhou.

But it's okay to get up after six o'clock and go up the mountain to eat a bowl of porridge.

The more I think about it, the more excited I get.

Zhang Jianjun decided in this way.

Prepare to surprise Lin Zhou tomorrow morning.

......

On the other side, eight o'clock in the evening.

In Huaguoshan Park, there are still a group of people waiting for Lin Zhou to come out.

As a result, he didn't wait for Lin Zhou's steamed bun stall, but saw that the barbecue stall had changed to sell steamed buns.

The owner of the fried skewer stall on the side looked at the barbecue stall couple in surprise.

Good guys, this is to see that other people's bun stalls are not coming, and they are here to take over.

I just don't know if this steamed bun is as delicious as the previous steamed bun stall.

I haven't eaten steamed buns for two days, and the owner of the fried skewer stall also wants to eat steamed buns a little, so he looks at the barbecue stall and prepares to buy two to try it later.

The diners who can wait for three days in the square are not loyal fans of Lin Zhou's stall.

If you buy steamed buns every day, you can't know the owner of the steamed buns.

At first glance, everyone was pleasantly surprised to see the steamed bun stall with a steamer.

I thought Lin Zhou was out of the stall today.

At second glance, isn't this the couple selling barbecue next door?

Is this a change to selling steamed buns?

But a group of people, seeing the familiar steamer, ran over, which will gather in front of people's stalls, coaxing them all to run away, which is not appropriate.

The diners running in front looked at the couple at the barbecue stall in surprise and raised an embarrassed smile.

"Are you here to buy steamed buns? Fresh big meat buns, green cabbage and mushroom buns, snow cabbage buns, and bean paste buns are all steamed buns from the vegetables bought at the vegetable market this morning, which are old and fragrant. ”

The proprietress began to greet the guests warmly before the car stopped.

Now everyone is embarrassed to leave.

Thinking that they are all steamed buns, maybe the steamed buns sold by the owner of the barbecue stall are also delicious.

It sounds like this, and it is also a freshly made handmade bun.

"Then let's have two big meat buns and two cabbage buns."

A diner standing at the front said, asking how much it would cost after ordering.

"Three pieces of meat buns and two pieces of cabbage buns."

Hearing this price, the first reaction of diners was not so cheap, but they thought that it was so much cheaper than the previous bun stall, and the taste would be greatly reduced.

But seeing that it was already eight o'clock, Lin Zhoulai still couldn't be seen coming out of the stall.

Everyone understands that the bun stall is afraid that it will not be available today.

I haven't eaten steamed buns for a few days, and everyone is a little hungry for steamed buns.

When I saw the owner of the barbecue stall selling steamed buns, I thought about eating some substitutes and eating some other steamed buns.

For a while, those diners who had been waiting for a long time smelled the aroma of steamed buns and came to line up.

When the barbecue stall owner saw so many people queuing up for steamed buns, his expression was not happy, only his heart was weak.

His daughter-in-law made steamed buns, and he was the first to taste them after steaming.

Not to mention how unpleasant it is, it's at the level of a general steamed bun shop.

But compared with the buns made by Lin Zhou, the taste is far worse.

If he hadn't eaten the buns made by Lin Zhou, he could still praise them for being delicious.

But he ate it!

I can't praise this delicious sentence.

And the group of diners in Huaguoshan are all like this.

Don't look at everyone queuing up to buy buns so enthusiastically now.

When I ate it, the gap appeared, and I didn't know what would happen.

The proprietress was unaware of her man's concerns.

Seeing so many customers queuing, that face was about to burst into laughter.

Her instinct was right, and now she will definitely make money selling steamed buns.

Many people know that there is a delicious steamed bun stall at the gate of Huaguo Mountain, and now the original steamed bun stall is not here, how good they are on top!

If the previous bun stall comes back, it's a big deal that they're selling barbecue.

What a deal!

If you can make a wave of money, you can make a wave first.

I have to say that the proprietress still has a certain business acumen.

She looked at the number of people queuing in front of the stall and felt that it was far worse than the number of people queuing at the bun stall before.

Immediately, there was a sense of excitement that his big voice was useful.

"Selling steamed buns, fragrant big meat buns, cabbage buns, green vegetable buns, bean paste buns, you name it, freshly made steamed buns."

She didn't even use a loudspeaker, she just shouted loudly, not far from her stall, shouting without dead ends.

This voice really attracted a few diners.

Even the aunts dancing in the park heard it.

This voice can compete with music, and it is indeed a good voice.

"Did you hear the bun seller?"

Wang Chuanjuan listened to the dancing arms, stood in place, and listened.

In the next second, another shout of a steamed bun seller pierced through.

"Stop, stop, buns, buns, the sound of selling buns!"

After making sure that she didn't stop wrong, Wang Chuanjuan excitedly carried her bag and went straight to the intersection in front.

My mom, I waited for two days and didn't wait for the bun stall, they resumed square dancing today, but I didn't expect the bun stall to come out today!

When the rest of the aunts heard Wang Chuanjuan's words, they also stopped dancing, taking bags and retreating.

Pulling out his legs and starting to run to the intersection, the posture was out of the posture of the aunts grabbing eggs, and the passers-by were stunned.