After Lin Zhou finished speaking, the uncle nodded happily.

"Yes, you can put together another part, right?"

"Hmm."

Lin Zhou served the rice and began to fish for pig's feet.

The pig's feet, which were ruddy in color and fat in flesh, were put on the cutting board, and they even swayed twice, and they were paralyzed in an instant, and the Q bomb was visible to the naked eye, and the hearts of people who really saw it trembled.

The uncle swallowed hard.

Damn, why is this pig's feet stewed so oily, and the heat is fragrant and slapped on people's faces like that.

The hook's appetite surged, and the sound of stomach rumbling sounded one after another.

Some of us didn't even eat lunch for this bowl of pork knuckle rice, and now we are hungry when we smell the fragrance.

Lin Zhou picked up the kitchen knife, clicked it a few times, didn't care, and cut it very neatly, put it on the rice, and added vegetables to the curtain.

Finally, the next step is to add vegetables.

"Whatever you want, four o'clock, with pig's trotters."

"Do you have to do it?"

After the uncle finished speaking, Lin Zhou didn't have time to speak.

The college students in the back couldn't calm down first.

Everyone worked hard to come over, for this pig's foot, there are so many people in the back, if everyone adds, to the back, other people will definitely not eat, so no!

Originally, they were all in front of the uncle, but they didn't wait outside when it was cold.

Let the uncle grab the first place, and now he still wants to add all.

If it were anything else, everyone might not care, but Boss Lin's pork knuckle rice is really not good.

But anyone who eats less than one bite is the kind that can't sleep.

That's why I feel uncomfortable just listening to this.

One by one, they looked at the uncle with condemnation.

"Uncle, many of us haven't eaten yet."

"It's not, there are so many pig's trotters at four o'clock, and I don't know if it's enough for each of us to eat."

Lin Zhou shook his head helplessly.

Why does he limit purchases every time he sees a large number of people, just because he knows the psychology of these diners, staring at the food in his pot one by one, like staring at cubs.

Whoever takes an extra bite of SLR is like killing them.

Gradually, Lin Zhou became a master of Duanshui without a teacher.

Steady hands can't work.

Every piece of food is just right, such as the meat in the pork knuckle rice, which is cut out and put on the scale, and there is almost no error, which shows how stable the hand is.

"I want a four."

The clarity of the college students is vividly displayed at this moment.

The uncle was embarrassed to come to four o'clock, and then a pork knuckle rice was packed, full of weight, and it was heavy in his hand.

Then it was Chu Madness.

"Boss, I also want a pork knuckle rice with four points."

The pig's trotters were eaten yesterday, and Chu Mad asked for a four-o'clock today, and the meat at four o'clock looks more than the pig's trotters, although it is more expensive, but this part is really good.

Packed in a lunch box, the pork knuckle rice is still not tightly covered.

Chu Mad took the lead, and he didn't even care about his classmates, so he went to the coffee shop to eat directly with his rice.

Before, Chu Madness felt that when eating in a coffee shop, the taste of pork knuckle rice was too strong and it was not easy to disperse, and then it would affect the guests who came to the coffee shop at night.

There is a strong smell of rice, what if it affects the boss's business.

After all, many people who come to the café are dating or studying, and what they value is the quiet atmosphere of the shop.

It's the same as a restaurant, and it's not good to affect the boss's business.

But the boss is also a foodie and doesn't care at all.

Then they were reluctant to go far, and directly carried the pork knuckle rice they had just bought back to the coffee shop to eat.

The four-point gold was cut from the middle by Lin Zhou's knife and then chopped into several large pieces at will, each piece was connected with tendons and meat, sticky and tender, and it was sandwiched and sent to the mouth, and the fat meat skin was directly like eating jelly, and it was sucked into the mouth in one bite.

Then chew, the soft and glutinous texture of the elastic jumps repeatedly on the tip of the tongue, the meat flavor fills between the lips and teeth, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is, at this time, take a bite of the rice soaked in the soup, it is really delicious, I can't help but close my eyes and shake my head.

I have really lived for more than 20 years and have never eaten anything so delicious.

It is the degree to which you will feel emotionally every time you take a bite.

Everyone lined up one by one in the stalls, and they were all fine until it was Xie Hong's turn.

"Boss Lin, do you know how hard I think you think!"

Skillfully leaning on the stall and began to cry, I don't know where to get the tissue, crying miserably.

Although he was crying, he pronounced the words clearly, and everyone could hear his words clearly.

Lin Zhou smiled helplessly and shook his head,

"What a coincidence, you go to school in Dongyong?"

I didn't expect this to happen again.

Lin Zhou was quite impressed by Xie Hong.

When I first climbed the mountain to sell porridge, I all climbed the mountain behind him for several days, and I deserved to be a college student, and I had a lot of free time.

"yes, our school is just across the street."

This Lin Zhou really didn't pay attention, no wonder there were so many students, it turned out that there was a university nearby.

Don't look at Dongyong City, it is not big, but it is located in the center of the city, and Qingda is also a university in the province, which is a good university.

"We know that Boss Lin had already gone home from winter vacation when he came to set up a stall, and then he ran back again, with a handful of bitter tears!"

Lin Zhouzheng felt sorry for them.

The roommates behind him snorted coldly.

"What are you guys?"

He was afraid that their sad tears would come out, and I couldn't help but want to cry.

"We were first pulled by our roommates to report the tour group to Harbing, and then as soon as we landed, we didn't have a good rest, we knew about Boss Lin's stall at school, not to mention more toss along the way, the tour group perfectly interpreted what it means to be cheap and not good, and the route taken is only for cheap, without taking into account the feelings of tourists, eating badly, sleeping badly, and having to worry about being afraid of being sold!"

"You know how we've been here these days!"

The surprised eyes of the classmates in the crowd who listened to Xiang Shan's roommates crying all fell on Xiang Shan.

Xiang Shan faced everyone's gaze at the warriors, lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

"I suddenly found that the name Xiangshan was not good, and the things I did were too disobedient."

"Brother, it's not easy for you to eat the pork knuckle rice made by Boss Lin alive!"

"Listening to the descriptions of your roommates, I suddenly feel that your dormitory relationship is very good, this didn't kill you, it's true love."

"This day, you guys are really good!"

Originally, Xie Hong and the others thought they were quite bitter.

After listening to Xiangshan's roommates, they thought it was okay.

There are people who are worse than them.

I couldn't cry anymore.

So Xie Hong silently took out a tissue from his pocket and handed one to each of Xiang Shan's roommates.

Because they really look like they're going to break!

"Thanks, we're fine."

"We want to open it, at least toss around, and we can still eat the pork knuckle rice made by Boss Lin, even if this suffering is not in vain!"

"It's okay, let's hurry up and line up, I'm uncomfortable to eat a bite late."

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