Food: Randomly set up a stall, customers chase me ten blocks away

Lin Zhou's wontons were sold out and he started to close the stall.

Those diners who didn't buy wontons retreated one after another.

Ma Ming bumped into these returning diners head-on.

"Hey, there's still a later one, brother, Boss Lin has closed the stall, just go back."

Ma Ming walked all the way and finally saw a bunch of cars and people in front of him. His hands were shaking with excitement.

But the person who came towards him actually asked him to go back directly.

Ma Ming was stunned on the spot.

Good news, he really found Boss Lin.

Bad news, Boss Lin closed the stall after selling out.

Not only Ma Ming, but also the fans in the live broadcast room heard it.

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The barrage was refreshed quickly in an instant.

"Ah?"

"I was just getting excited, and you told me it was over?"

"No, why did you close the stall? I just left."

"Is this true? These people are not lying just to enjoy the delicious food made by Boss Lin alone, right?"

"When you mention lying, I remembered the person who refuted the rumor that Boss Lin was not in Taoshan in the comment section. Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me!"

"I was also deceived. I even cursed the netizen who told me that Boss Lin was in Taoshan. Damn it, I am really a bad person!"

"There was a real news in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. When I lost it, I regretted it. If God can give me another chance, I will definitely tell the buddy who sent me the message..."

Ma Ming slowly came back to his senses and saw more than one person coming from the front, and then drove away.

He believed what these people said in his heart.

"What time does Boss Lin open the stall in the evening? Why close the stall so early?"

The old customer looked at him puzzledly when he heard his words.

If it was a group of friends in a crowd, it was impossible for them not to know what time Boss Lin would open the stall.

Then there was only one possibility, that this person was not from their group.

If this person was not from the group and also came over, it meant that Boss Lin's position was exposed, and more people would come to grab the food immediately, which was simply a crisis.

"Aren't you a member of our group?"

Although the old diners asked this question, they used a positive tone and a loud voice, which immediately attracted the group members who were about to go back.

"What's the situation? Are there fans of Boss Lin?"

As more diners gathered around, someone found the mobile phone held by Ma Ming.

"Fuck, this guy is live streaming!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Ma Ming.

Ma Ming had never seen such a posture before, and he took two steps back weakly.

He was too close, and the sense of oppression was too strong, and he could hardly breathe fresh air.

"What's wrong? Can't live streaming?"

Hearing Ma Ming's naive question, the old diners laughed in anger.

"How many people are watching your live broadcast? Tomorrow, there will be as many people who will come to compete with you for the food made by Boss Lin. Whether you can get it depends on your ability."

After that, the old diners were too lazy to say anything more and just bypassed Ma Ming and left.

Ma Ming also reacted at this time, but he knew that it was meaningless to turn off the live broadcast at this time. He had been live broadcasting all the way here, and the audience in the live broadcast room already knew what they should know.

Does he have to face the dilemma of competing with tens of thousands of diners for food just after he found Boss Lin?

"Everyone doesn't need to come. Boss Lin should have closed the stall. People here have left one after another."

Ma Ming was in a mess and didn't know how to deal with it for a while, but with the idea of ​​live broadcasting, he still smiled and showed everyone the situation on the scene.

"I have to find a car to go back together. I'm too tired after walking all night. Today's live broadcast ends here. Everyone should rest early."

After that, Ma Ming turned off the live broadcast neatly.

The next second, he slapped his hand.

Oh my god, he was so careless. Why did he start a live broadcast to find Boss Lin? He actually found him. He didn't get to eat anything, but all the food went to benefit his fans.

Ma Ming was so upset.

Mainly because he didn't think he could find Boss Lin.

Those diners on the Internet were looking for Boss Lin everywhere day after day, but there was no news.

He followed the information his father found and ran one by one, and he really found him.

Who dared to believe it!

If he had known that the information was true, he would not have started live broadcasting.

Regret it!

He kept thinking about the sentence that as many people as there are viewers in the live broadcast room will come to grab food.

Who can stand this!

No, he hasn't asked Boss Lin what time he will open the stall?

......

On the other side, the old diners who returned to the car took out their mobile phones and typed.

"Brothers, it's a major event!"

"Boss Lin's location has been leaked. Someone found Boss Lin's location through live broadcast. It is estimated that Boss Lin's fans will arrive tomorrow night."

As soon as these words came out, the whole group was boiling instantly.

"Shit, it won't be the same as the braised pork rolls week before, right? There were so many people that I had to go a few hours early."

"Luckily it's still the holiday, nothing to do, I can go and line up early."

"Forget it, I'll get up tomorrow and take my tent over there to wait, I have to eat this little wonton."

"To be honest, there were too many people, I was actually exposed yesterday, a few college students came, didn't you notice?"

"Oh, it's normal. We saw this news on the Internet, but others didn't believe it. If someone doesn't believe it, there must be someone who believes it. It's expected that someone would come to find me, but I really didn't expect this person to broadcast live. Who would not keep the secret and wish that no one would know about it? He just broadcast it live."

"......"

The news in the group was flying.

As the group owner, Fang Jun had already organized people to check the news online.

Wu Guang immediately found that the person who broadcast live was the man who became famous for eating braised pork rolls and gave up becoming a monk. After becoming famous, he accepted an interview and then broadcast live.

"It's over. There are already fans on the Internet who are broadcasting the content of the live broadcast. I guess after one night, people who pay attention to where Boss Lin is setting up a stall will know the news."

Wu Guang's message was passed back to the group.

After everyone collapsed, they immediately started to think of a solution.

"It's OK if we can't get to eat. What if there are too many people and Boss Lin goes to the next city again next week? We'll cry then."

"Hey, I feel that Boss Lin changes places everywhere because he knows that he has too many fans. He will feel more comfortable setting up a stall in a place where others can't find him."

Putting himself in his shoes, the old diners can understand why Boss Lin changes places to set up his stall every week.

Because Boss Lin's cooking is so delicious and there are too many repeat customers, if he sets up a stall in a fixed place, the queue will probably be so long that it will hinder traffic. It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of ​​people.

Every time we change places, if there are no old diners coming, we will start from scratch. We don't have to worry about being overwhelmed by diners, and we can still experience the fun of setting up a stall.

"Let's not put ourselves in his shoes. Let's think about what to do if there are too many people tomorrow and we can't eat!"