Looking at the skewers scattered all over the place, the surrounding car owners also got out of their gloating moods.

It's distressing!

This is Boss Lin's skewers that they haven't eaten yet!

Now it was knocked over and snatched away by a dog.

How heart-wrenching!

If I had known this, I might as well share it with everyone here.

What a waste.

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

"Hey, bro, is the skewer good?"

Diners who haven't eaten it yet can swallow their saliva when they look at this plate of dirty skewers, and can't help but ask.

It's a curious taste!

As soon as his words fell, the eldest brother next to him couldn't help but take over the conversation.

"Are you stupid, what Boss Lin makes is still not delicious?"

Does this need to be asked?

It's really worrying.

"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 take care of us, the skewers have been robbed by dogs, and it's too late to cry."

The sad expression on the man's face paused, looked at the man who spoke, glared at him fiercely, and then walked to the farm with a plate of dirty skewers.

The onlookers watched his back as he walked towards the farm, and suddenly stopped talking.

At least people have been able to go into the farm to eat kebabs, and they are still blocked outside, what's so funny.

Ay......

The atmosphere suddenly fell again.

The skewer man cried and chirped, holding the few remaining skewers and came to Lin Zhou.

"Boss Lin, my skewers were hit by a dog and flew to the ground, can I still save them?"

Lin Zhou's hands kept moving, turning over the meat skewers in his hands, and then sprinkling seasoning evenly.

Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at the skewers that the man was holding in his hand.

It really fell to the ground and rolled around, why is it dirty like this?

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 are returned, dried on the oven, and the seasoning is sprinkled again.

It may be a little worse in taste, but at least it can be eaten.

When the little brother saw that Lin Zhou was willing to save his skewers, his snot bubbles suddenly came out.

Lin Zhou: ......

Dadong, who was giving Lin Zhou a hand on the side, couldn't hold back when he saw this snot bubble, and burst out laughing.

"Poof, I'm sorry, my daughter-in-law gave birth to a baby, and I can't help but want to laugh."

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 wears a mask and can laugh secretly.

......

After 12 o'clock in a blink of an eye, Lin Zhou looked at more and more people, and directly asked Steward Sun to put up a sign at the gate of the farm to indicate that the barbecue stall was open for business this week, seven o'clock ~ 12 o'clock in the evening.

If you can't get into the farm because of the traffic jam in the back, go back quickly.

There are no limits to the amount of ingredients on the farm, but he can't be busy all the time, he will be tired.

The list in my hand has accumulated a lot, and it is estimated that it would be good to be able to close the stall before two o'clock.

No matter how much it is today, it will not be able to receive it.

Even if he is in good health and doesn't feel tired, Xiaobai and they will be tired after a busy day.

"Sir, isn't 12 o'clock too late, you have to work for hours."

Steward Sun held the sign and hesitated.

"It's okay, I'm actually not too tired, just grill skewers back and forth, and I don't need to be busy with anything else."

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

Everyone knew that he was setting up a stall here, and he ran over one by one, and this was the foothold he had crossed over, and Lin Zhou still had feelings.

It can be said that it is his home in this world.

Now I finally came back to set up a stall once, and I don't know how long it will take to come back, so I try to let everyone eat, and when I change places later, everyone will not be too sad.

"That's fine."

Sun Deye wrote the notice board and put it at the gate of the farm.

Then I greeted the drivers in the traffic jam one by one and beckoned them to come back tomorrow.

Although the old diners regret that they can't eat today, this week's barbecue is unlimited, and the business hours are still so long, from 7 o'clock to 12 o'clock!

Oh my God, what a joy!

It's unbelievable when the old diners have experienced such a prosperous day, and there are even every night this week.

What is the difference between this and dreaming!

Sure enough, Boss Lin still loves them the most!

"Let's go, it's all this week, then I'm relieved, if I don't leave, when the people on the farm finish eating, maybe I will have to get stuck in traffic when I go back."

"Then they have to be able to get out, I just saw a trailer coming to tow the trailer and walking, and I guess the parking on it can't get out."

"It's not in vain, if you know the news, you can come over early tomorrow and line up."

"Maybe I'll be able to go to the farm sooner, I think it's fun for them to kill pigs."

"Is there a pig killing rice when you kill a pig?"

"Poof, what do you want, it's all used for barbecue."

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

It's not too early, I have to go to work tomorrow, and when I get off work, come early and line up for a barbecue, it's not too perfect.

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

The colleagues he called over were even more innocent.

This night is a carnival for the old diners of Jiangdong.

Until one o'clock in the morning, there were still a lot of live return pictures.

The photos of everyone eating and drinking are circulating wildly, and if they don't show off, they can't express their mood at the moment.

Of course, everyone still knows the scope of this show-off, so just spread it privately with friends in a few local groups.

Posting online is not possible.

Not to mention the Boss Lin diners from other places, the local diners in Jiangdong don't know how many.

Moreover, the location of Boss Lin's stall this week is completely exposed, and in the next few days, whether you can eat Boss Lin's skewers depends on your ability.

Even elementary school students who haven't slept in the middle of the night are talking about this topic.

As an old eater of Boss Lin, the obstacle brought by the identity of a primary school student is too great.

In normal class, apart from being sick, how can I ask for leave?

In addition, the location and time of Boss Lin's stall are not fixed, and the primary school students have no chance to run along, let alone eat to their mouths.

Except for Fang Jun's niece, because of his uncle, the head of the group, he can occasionally get something to eat.

Other children, if they want to eat the food that Boss Lin has made, they can only rely on their families.

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

This time, there was finally news that Boss Lin was setting up a stall locally.

These schoolchildren and old diners went straight to the carnival.

"But what is the use of using, my mother also knew the location of Boss Lin before, but there were too many people in line, and I couldn't buy it at all."

......

(I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival~)