"Hahaha, Boss Lin is here."

"Oh mom, Boss Lin really set up a stall at the door of the nursing home this week!"

"Fried skewers, fried skewers, my favorite, by the way, look at the time, eight o'clock, Boss Lin will be out of the stall at eight o'clock this week!"

"Pass it on, Boss Lin will be out of the stall at eight o'clock this week!"

"Boss Lin, it's like every other autumn, it's Wednesday, we miss you!"

Lin Zhou, who just arrived at the gate of the nursing home: ......

No, he wondered why these old diners could find him every time!

"You're here early."

Lin Zhou parked the tricycle in an open space, glanced at the task time that was already counting down, and went out of the stall as usual.

This surprise came unexpectedly, and it suddenly disrupted his fishing plan.

"I'm not active in cooking, I have a problem with my thoughts, I must have come early."

"Hehe, I'm coming to work and waiting for a while, if you don't come at half past eight, I'll have to go, or I'll be late."

"Boss Lin, hurry up, I'm also in a hurry to get to work."

Lin Zhou looked at the team formed by these people in a few seconds, and wanted to praise them for their well-trained.

That's fast!

His tricycle had just stopped!

Then the old men and ladies who had just walked to the door to join in the fun looked at the long line in front of the nursing home, a little confused.

"What's the situation? Queuing up to get eggs? ”

"I didn't get a notice, where are the eggs?"

"Hey, I'll go to the back first."

"Who's going to go ahead and see what they're getting?"

The old men and women were very quick, and they came to the back of the line and began to line up.

The diners at the back of the line were shocked to see the old man and the old lady coming together.

Is there already an army of old people among Boss Lin's fans?

Oh, that's right, this week at the door of the nursing home, maybe the old people have tasted it and become Boss Lin's fans.

"Young man, what are you waiting in line here for?"

Old Diners: ???

This is definitely not a Boss Lin fan!

"We're queuing up to buy fried skewers."

Adhering to the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, the old diner replied obediently.

Old Men and Ladies: !!

Was it the fried skewer they had yesterday?

"You eat fried skewers early in the morning?"

"Harm, as long as it is made by Boss Lin, what he sells, what we eat."

It's already good to be able to eat it, and it's their turn to pick and choose.

The old man didn't understand, but after knowing that it wasn't to get the eggs, he didn't line up.

They had only eaten breakfast, and they couldn't eat fried skewers, so they still waited for these people to leave at noon before buying them.

"What do you want?"

After Lin Zhou took out all the ingredients, he lit a fire and let diners order.

Diners have been waiting for this for a long time, looking at the various ingredients in the glass cabinet and eager to come to two skewers each, but knowing that they must have to limit the purchase, they chose more than a dozen skewers of their favorite food.

Lin Zhou loaded an iron plate according to a guest.

While exploding, look at the next one.

"Hehe, there are a lot of fried skewers, Boss Lin, I see that some skewers are different from other fried skewer stalls, are you making them yourself?"

"That's right, the ingredients are all fresh ingredients bought at the vegetable market in the morning."

As old diners, everyone is very relieved about the ingredients on Lin Zhou's stall.

It's fresh enough to be seen with the naked eye.

Boss Lin is sincere and does not fool the diners, and the diners will never live up to Boss Lin's craftsmanship.

Every time there is news from Boss Lin, it is to the extent that all the people are dispatched, and they have to come over to eat when they ask for leave.

The man in the middle of the team, seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, and before it was his turn, gritted his teeth and called his boss.

"Hello? Manager, I'm stuck in traffic jams, I may have to be a little late, I can't get to the morning meeting, I'm sorry, I can't help it, the road is too congested! ”

The manager on the other end of the phone frowned, and didn't say anything: "Next time you get stuck in traffic, go out early." ”

"Yes, you know, don't worry, manager."

After saying hello, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and now he could rest assured that he could line up.

The main thing is that he has been waiting for so long, and if he leaves without buying it, he will not lose money.

The fried skewers made by Boss Lin are right in front of you, and the fragrance you smell at the tip of your nose is so delicious, who can bear it!

"Damn, it's almost nine o'clock, I have to call and ask for leave."

Hearing the sound of a man calling to ask for leave, a diner turned on his mobile phone and immediately called when he saw the time.

In the morning rush hour, the best reason to take a leave of absence is a traffic jam.

The company is not so strict, and it is not possible to be strict until it arrives later.

Soon, at the front, I was already eating fried skewers.

The diners in the back were still staring.

Lin Zhou looked at the decreasing strings, and he also had a headache.

There was no one yesterday morning, and he had plenty of time to skewer.

Before the stall came out today, there were diners waiting, and he didn't have time to skewer it, so there wasn't much stock.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing cabbage, oyster mushrooms are gone.

Lin Zhou took the time to take out the fresh-keeping box in the car, and there were still ingredients in it that had not been skewered.

The diners who were waiting for the fried skewers next to them saw that Lin Zhou was going to take the time to fry the skewers, and immediately took the opportunity to take the work.

"Boss Lin, just make fried skewers, don't give me fried skewers, I'll skewer, I will."

"Yes, yes, I can also skewer, you can just concentrate on making fried skewers."

The diners were in a hurry when they saw Lin Zhou frying skewers and skewering ingredients on the other.

"That's it, it's nothing if you don't wear it, as long as it's fried, Boss Lin, just fry it for me, don't waste bamboo sticks."

Lin Zhou looked at everyone so impatiently, and he was quite helpless.

"Have you eaten breakfast, this fried skewer on an empty stomach is too oily, and it is easy to be sick to your stomach."

"Nausea, it must be my bad stomach, what does it have to do with the fried skewers made by Boss Lin."

The diners who were already standing aside to eat immediately retorted when they heard this.

When Lin Zhou heard this, he looked at the diners who were talking in surprise.

This is a ruthless man!

"Hahahaha, Boss Lin, don't worry, you can't eat it, we'll pack it and eat it at noon in the company."

"It makes sense, heat it in the microwave, eat it in the cake, and it's beautiful to think about."

The aroma of fried skewers wafts through the air.

Early in the morning, passers-by who went to work couldn't help but look sideways.

As a result, I saw a stall selling fried skewers early in the morning, and many people were queuing, which was also very novel.

Aren't these skewers sold in the afternoon or evening?

Eat it early in the morning, don't think it's oily.

After reading it, passers-by shook their heads and walked away.

I was in a hurry to get to work, and I didn't have time to stop and find out.

If it's a day off, there may be curious people who buy a copy and try it.

With a diner helper on the side.

Lin Zhou couldn't stop it, so he went with them.

In order to eat fried skewers as soon as possible, they all said not to sign, just fried them directly, what else could Lin Zhou say.

can only move cleanly and quickly fry skewers for everyone.

Two oil pans work at the same time.

The ingredients in the glass cabinet, the consumption is called a fast.

The old man and the old lady who were watching the excitement on the side were anxious.

No, why does this fried skewer look like it's going to sell out?