That being said.

When the stuffing is already steamed, the aroma spreads everywhere with the air.

Ms. Wang Chuanjuan, who couldn't stand it, couldn't help but prepare to buy a taste.

Seeing that her dancing movements stopped and were about to leave the group, the aunt next to her knew at a glance that this person wanted to buy buns again.

She admits that the buns made by the young guy before were delicious.

But the buns sold in the back are not good.

Some are not even handmade steamed buns, but semi-finished frozen buns bought online, which are steamed directly in the pot when they are set up at the stall.

How good does that taste good?

Everyone was heartbroken by those half-finished buns every time they tried.

So the rest of the dancing aunts saw Ms. Wang Chuanjuan leaving, even if they also smelled the fragrance of the buns, they didn't follow.

Ms. Wang Chuanjuan has been in love with the steamed buns made by Lin Zhou since she has eaten them.

So even if I know that the steamed bun stall that appeared in Huaguoshan is not the previous steamed bun, but with my love for steamed buns, I still can't help but buy a taste.

A bun is also not expensive.

When Wang Chuanjuan followed the fragrance to Lin Zhou's stall, looking at Lin Zhou, who was so familiar, she ran over with a scream.

This voice directly attracted passers-by who didn't pay attention to Lin Zhou's stall.

"It's you, Boss Lin, oh mom, I know you when you turn to ashes!"

Wang Chuanjuan laughed while running, and said enthusiastically pulling Lin Zhou.

With this excited attitude, the whole two of them were like a long-lost mother and son, and the owner of the fried skewer stall standing in front of them was stunned.

Isn't this here to cut the line?

"Ma'am, I'll come first, I have to line up."

Without waiting for Lin Zhou to speak, the owner of the fried skewer stall was very vigilant and pulled Ms. Wang Chuanjuan back.

He's been waiting for more than ten minutes, and he can still get people in front of him?

No, you can't!

is so enthusiastic, maybe he just wants to cut the queue unconsciously!

He is also in business.

I have seen a lot of thoughts about these diners.

Lin Zhou smiled and said hello to this aunt.

In addition to setting up a stall in the vegetable market before, it seems that Huaguoshan has encountered the most mother-generation diners.

They all have the same characteristic, that is, they are enthusiastic and talk a lot.

Even with Lin Zhou's words, there were a lot more.

"Boss Lin, where did you go to set up a stall before, I haven't been here to sell steamed buns for a long time, you don't know, I think about the steamed buns you make every day now, but I can't find such delicious ones."

Speaking of this, Ms. Wang Chuanjuan is very experienced.

Since falling in love with steamed buns, she has been looking for steamed buns to eat everywhere, and she has eaten all the steamed bun shops in Jiangdong.

I just didn't find a bun that could be compared.

No, it can be said that the steamed buns made by Boss Lin are not delicious.

Not to mention the taste of the filling, the color of the bun dough and the taste are completely different.

Now I see Lin Zhou coming back to sell steamed buns.

I can't put into words how excited I felt!

"Boss Lin, can I buy more? I always like to eat the buns you make, and I have to eat several of them at a time! ”

Although Ms. Wang Chuanjuan was pulled to the back by the owner of the fried skewer stall, she couldn't help but ask excitedly.

From the moment she saw Lin Zhou, her mood couldn't be calmed down.

She couldn't imagine how happy she could be when she ate the buns she had always loved.

"I guess not."

Lin Zhou looked at the diners around him who were attracted by this aunt's voice, and showed a standard embarrassed and polite smile.

Originally, he had been here for more than ten minutes, and the owner of the fried skewer stall next to him was there.

Now there are several diners who are attracted by this aunt's excited expression.

Not to mention Lin Zhou's popularity on the Internet.

At night, the lights were dim, and everyone saw that there was another bun stall at the entrance of the park, and they reflexively thought it was imitation.

Lin Zhou, no one paid attention to.

Then as soon as Ms. Wang Chuanjuan came over, her excited appearance was very eye-catching.

Even the figure of Lin Zhou was seen by everyone.

I can't see clearly, but I can look closer.

Then there were five or six more people in line immediately.

"Oh mom, I didn't even pay attention, this is Boss Lin, right?"

"Yes, I just flipped through the photos on the Internet, who is Boss Lin."

"Oh my God, Boss Lin actually came back to sell steamed buns?"

"I'm afraid I'm not dreaming." Saying that, the man pinched himself ruthlessly.

"Oops, it hurts, it's real!"

With that, the man hurriedly stood at the back of the line and lined up.

The owner of the fried skewer stall saw the extra people in an instant at this moment, and looked at Wang Chuanjuan's eyes with a trace of murderous intent.

Originally, he waited for a long time, but he didn't see any diners coming, and he thought that tonight's buns were estimated to be unlimited.

He'll have a feast.

Unexpectedly, just when the buns were about to be baked, someone came!

If no one is queuing, their location will not attract attention.

But when the line starts at one o'clock, the passers-by have to take a look.

There are so many people who know Boss Lin, and when the time comes, there will be no limit!

As soon as the steamed buns arrived, Lin Zhou turned off the fire.

The rest will have to simmer for a few minutes.

Seeing Lin Zhou's action of turning off the fire, familiar people knew that the buns would be ready to eat immediately.

Suddenly, my mind was a little anxious, and I couldn't help but look forward in anticipation.

These layers of steamers in front of you, steaming, are the best symbol of deliciousness.

When they saw people passing by on the street, they saw that there was something delicious in line.

At night, there are still a lot of people who are fine.

So in just a few minutes, when the buns were out of the cage, there was already a long queue in front of Lin Zhou's stall.

It is estimated that there are twenty or thirty people.

Lin Zhou looked at the owner of the fried skewer stall, and then spoke: "Each person is limited to two." ”

He brought out two or three hundred buns, and he was afraid that there would not be enough to sell later.

"What? Can only buy two? ”

The owner of the fried skewer stall looked instantly lost.

Two buns are enough for anyone.

It can only be slit for the stomach.

"One for that flavor."

In the open steamer, it is obvious that there are two flavors.

The bun next to it has a thin skin and a big filling, which should be a spicy tofu bun, and the red oil dyes the bright white dough red, which is tempting to look at.

Then there was another steamer with a big bun, round and round, but I couldn't tell what the filling was.

"This is a vegetarian bun, spicy tofu filling, this is a beef bun, five pieces of vegetarian, ten pieces of meat."

It's still the original price, the original taste.

The owner of the fried skewer stall couldn't help but ask again: "Is it okay to buy two of each flavor, one is not enough to eat, Boss Lin!" ”

Lin Zhou shook his head and motioned for him to look behind.

The queue has been lengthened.

When Lin Zhou came out of the stall, he was ready to be recognized.

So it's calm.

"Okay."

The owner of the fried skewer stall asked for one and paid fifteen yuan.

Soon it was time for the next one.

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(Today's explosion is more, write five chapters, this is the first chapter!) Douyin live code writing, welcome everyone to supervise! ）