"Sorry, the fried chicken is sold out."

As the last portion of fried chicken was sold, Lin Zhou could only say sorry to the diners in the back.

"If you want to eat, you can come early tomorrow, I will come out of the stall at 12 o'clock at night, and this is still the place."

Looking at everyone's disappointed eyes, Lin Zhou had no other way.

It can only be limited, and strive to make it available to more people.

He is not a superman, although his genes have been enhanced, but he can't stop and keep setting up a stall, which will also be tiring.

At heart he's still a salted fish.

Setting up a stall is not difficult or tiring for him, and he can get a high return on the system by paying a few hours a day, so he is happy to set up a stall.

On the basis of completing the task, he doesn't want to work hard every day like a migrant worker to set up a stall.

Therefore, the amount of food prepared is not much, and the stall will be closed when it is sold out!

"Huh? It's sold out so quickly! ”

"Boss, I got up in the middle of the night to buy fried chicken, I can't eat it, I'll go crazy in that way!"

"No, boss, you're doing something!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, there must be fried chicken!"

“......”

Lin Zhou silently took out the empty bucket of chicken nuggets and showed it.

"It's gone, it's gone!"

There was only a bit of marinade residue left in the empty crisper buckets, and there was not a single piece of chicken in sight.

A breeze blew, making the scene even more desolate.

"Tomorrow, come early tomorrow."

Lin Zhou said as he packed up his things and prepared to close the stall.

Everyone looked at him with reluctance.

I saw that Lin Zhou had packed up and was ready to leave, and there were diners pulling his tricycle and telling him repeatedly.

"Boss Lin, you must come tomorrow, I'll come in advance and wait in line for you."

"Boss, prepare more potato chips and fried chicken, I love to eat it."

"Will there be a new product tomorrow? I like to eat fried chicken with rattan pepper flavor. ”

"Boss Lin, I can't bear you, no, you're setting up a stall, right?"

Lin Zhou: ......

Finally shook off the diners who were following behind, and Lin Zhou rode a tricycle as fast as he could.

At three o'clock in the morning, he sweated all over, it was really terrifying!

When I got back to the villa, it was already four o'clock.

If it weren't for the hard work of collecting the stall, he should have been able to get home at three o'clock.

The security guard guarding the gate saw Lin Zhou coming back and opened the gate enthusiastically.

"Mr. Lin is back!"

"Good work."

Lin Zhou also smiled and nodded, and said hello.

At this time, another security guard, looking at Lin Zhou's familiar tricycle, looked pensive.

After Lin Zhou's figure was completely invisible, he silently took out his mobile phone and looked at the scarf of the same city that he had just swiped.

"Do you see if the person described above is Mr. Lin?"

At this time in the morning, it was a good time for the security guards to fish, and there was no special work at all, except to open the gate.

The patrolling security guards, and another person, the two of them are just watching the gate, and they are fishing in the security booth with peace of mind.

"Oh fuck, these three buses are the same, but is it Mr. Lin?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Lin to really go to set up a stall every time he went out!"

Both security guards were shocked.

Originally, Lin Zhou lived in a top mansion like the royal capital, and the identity of a rich man was undoubted, and it was already outrageous for such a person to ride a tricycle out to set up a stall if he had nothing to do.

I didn't expect it to be so popular, and someone posted on the Internet to discuss it.

It really made the two security chiefs insightful.

"Looking at these comments, the Internet is talking about Mr. Lin's identity, and there are also praise for the delicious food he makes."

"Indeed, the signboard on the tricycle on Mr. Lin's stall every week is different, and the food sold is different."

As if they had discovered a new world, the two security guards gathered together, intently swiping comments and whispering discussions.

"Some people complain that Mr. Lin's stall time is not fixed, and the location is not fixed, just like playing."

"Isn't this normal, Mr. Lin is not bad for money, what are these netizens thinking!"

The more I looked at them, the more excited I became, so one of them couldn't hold back and secretly replied at the bottom: "Didn't you think that Mr. Lin was a rich man living in the royal capital?" It's a once-in-a-century time to be able to go out and set up a stall, and you still expect him to set up a stall every day? ”

"What are you doing, you can't leak the owner's privacy, delete it quickly!"

Another security guard saw his movements and slapped him on the head.

It's okay to watch the excitement, but it's against professional ethics to join in.

Working in such a place, as a security guard, you have to sign a confidentiality agreement.

The security guard who posted the comment also reacted, although no one knew him, but it was somewhat unsafe, in case something happened, he couldn't keep his job, so he immediately deleted the comment.

But I don't know which brother is probably too curious about Lin Zhou's identity, so he actually bought heat for this scarf.

So at this point, there are still a lot of people who see the comments.

The previous discussions about Lin Zhou's identity in the comment area were all suspicious, and no one ever sent a specific address or anything.

The royal capital is still so famous in Koto, and it is a symbol of the wealthy.

This comment came up to be the royal capital, probably knowing something, otherwise the address could not be mentioned.

Later, this comment was deleted in seconds, and this wrong attitude made netizens raise their spirits.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong, have you ever swiped a comment that Boss Lin lives in the royal capital?"

"I saw it too, I just brushed it, and the next second I wanted to ask about this comment, it was gone."

"It can't be an insider's comment, right?"

"No, why don't you doubt the authenticity of this comment, where is the royal capital, it is a place where every inch of land is valuable, the richest people in Jiangdong City who live, that place is close to the mountain, there is only one road leading to the villa, and those who don't live there don't have to take that road."

"You tell me that the people who live in the royal capital work hard every day in the middle of the night to set up stalls?"

"It's fake at first glance!"

“......”

Seeing that there were still people paying attention to this comment in seconds, the security guard panicked, but then saw that no one in the comment area believed it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The security guard's mood at the moment was like seeing everyone on the Internet who didn't know Lin Zhou's identity, and he knew, which gave rise to a wonderful sense of superiority.

One didn't hold back and wanted to reveal something in order to get attention.

But was stopped by a colleague.

At the moment, the mood is a little excited, but also a little afraid, very complicated.

"You said that people posted on the Internet to find Mr. Lin, how delicious the food Mr. Lin cooked!"

In the past, every time they saw Lin Zhou go out to set up a stall, they were at most curious about this behavior.

I didn't expect it to be delicious.

The stereotype of rich people is that there are nannies and cooks at home, and there are very few people who know how to cook, let alone cook so good that they go out to set up stalls.

They only think it's a special hobby for the rich.

Especially Lin Zhou's stall time is so unusual.

It seems that this hobby is for rich people to seek excitement and set up stalls to play.

The appearance of this scarf broke their perceptions.