Food: Set Up Stalls Randomly, Customers Chase Me Ten Streets

"Hello, are you Lin Zhou?"

Zhang Mingyuan took Lu Qian to the top of the mountain and saw the only place selling porridge.

The stall owner, who was also a young man, asked tentatively.

"Yes, I am, you are?"

Lin Zhou raised his head and looked at Zhang Mingyuan. The face looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

He scratched his head in confusion.

"I am Zhang Jianjun's son. You should know my dad. You two made an appointment to climb a mountain together before."

When Zhang Mingyuan said this, Lin Zhou immediately remembered where he had seen this face before. It turned out that he looked very similar to the mountain climber.

When I didn't think about it, I just felt that this company was familiar, as if I had seen it before somewhere.

When I found out that he was the son of a mountain climber, I immediately felt that his genes were really strong and that the father and son looked really alike.

"I know, I know, are you taking your girlfriend to climb a mountain?"

Knowing that he was someone he knew, Lin Zhou immediately became cheerful and talkative.

There was a hint of teasing in Zhang Mingyuan's eyes.

Uncle Zhang is worried about his son's life-long affairs. He complains every day that his son is in his thirties and is not looking for a partner. He wants to introduce him to his son.

Isn’t this a target? I'm afraid I didn't hide it from Uncle Zhang.

"No, it's a blind date."

Ah...this...

It turned out to be the blind date arranged by Uncle Zhang!

But, isn’t it a bit bad to take a beautiful girl hiking on a blind date?

Lin Zhou couldn't tell what was wrong, after all, he had never been on a blind date.

When I see people going on blind dates online, they usually go out to eat or watch movies...

Lin Zhou was relieved when he noticed the smile on the face of the girl following Zhang Mingyuan. Mountain climbing seemed good, too?

If there is a chance in the future, he can try it.

"Then...do you want some porridge?"

"I want two portions to eat now and one to pack for my dad to take home. Because I went home for dinner last Sunday, he didn't get to eat the buns you made. I've been thinking about it at home for a few days, so I'll bring him some porridge back. "

Zhang Mingyuan has a very good relationship with his father.

One retired at the right time and handed the company over to his son. The other, no matter how busy he was at work, would go home every week to eat and rest with his old father.

Currently, he passed away at an early age. The father and son have supported each other to this day, and their relationship has always been harmonious, which is not easy.

That's why Zhang Mingyuan wanted to find an opportunity to buy food cooked by Lin Zhou for his father to take back to eat because of his father's casual remarks.

"Please enjoy."

Lin Zhou delivered the porridge to Zhang Mingyuan.

Zhang Mingyuan handed it to Lu Qian next to him.

"Thanks."

Lu Qian was not polite, she was really hungry.

Hold the porridge, scoop out a spoon, feel the scalding heat, blow twice and put it into your mouth.

I ate in a hurry and got burned all of a sudden.

"Well!!!"

Lu Qian covered her mouth, her expression changing ferociously, and she swallowed a mouthful of porridge without feeling the taste, causing her tongue to tingle.

The abalone porridge briefly touched the tip of her tongue, and she could also feel the delicious and tender taste.

Taking the next bite, Lu Qian blew the porridge carefully and only took it into his mouth when it felt less hot.

So tender and smooth!

The fresh abalone stewed is soft and delicious. When chewed, the diced abalone tastes even more tender and smooth than the scallop meat, and it is really delicious.

A bowl of abalone porridge, which costs 100 yuan, uses real abalone, and the fresh taste is really amazing.

Even the rice grains in the bowl were dyed light yellow by the abalone meat, which was so golden that it made people admire.

The abalone and rice grains are chewed together, the rich aroma of the rice, the elasticity of the abalone, even if it is seasoned with a little salt, it is amazing enough.

When Lu Qian tasted the porridge, he felt that the climb was worth it.

Even his impression of Zhang Mingyuan improved.

Moreover, Zhang Mingyuan knew the stall owner.

Maybe he knew that there was such delicious porridge on the top of the mountain, so he specially arranged the blind date at Qinhuang Mountain just to bring her to try it.

Fortunately, these are all Lu Qian's psychological activities. If her best friends knew about it, they would scold her for being obsessed with love. She actually developed a good impression of Zhang Mingyuan just for a bowl of porridge.

"It's very yummy!"

Seeing Zhang Mingyuan also starting to eat, Lu Qian couldn't wait to find a sense of identity and express her excitement at this moment.

The most common breakfast item in Zhang Mingyuan's family is porridge, and the chef also cooks it in different ways. He also eats abalone porridge.

But the abalone porridge he tasted was so different from what he remembered. For a moment, he wondered if the boss had added something else to cook it.

"It's really delicious. The umami flavor is very rich. If it weren't for the fact that the umami flavor only tastes like abalone, I would have suspected it was seafood porridge."

Zhang Mingyuan's surprised eyes changed from single eyelids to double eyelids.

After taking a few bites, the delicious flavor of abalone blooms in the mouth. It is mellow and not greasy. The unique toughness has been disintegrated by time, becoming soft, delicious and very easy to chew.

If this level of porridge were placed in a big restaurant, you might not be able to eat it even if you queue up.

The taste is extremely pure and delicious.

It was unlike the abalone porridge he had eaten at a restaurant in Lao Guang before. Even the intestines were put together to cook the porridge. It was oily, green, and unappetizing. He couldn't bear to take a bite, but it still tasted bitter. After one gulp, the whole thing was gone. Appetite has disappeared.

The abalone porridge made by Lin Zhou is extremely fragrant. It tastes like silk and the aroma lingers in the mouth. It is really a unique treat.

No wonder his father was obsessed with the uneaten buns. He didn't expect Lin Zhou to have such good cooking skills at such a young age!

"one more bowl!"

Zhang Mingyuan didn't eat breakfast either. One bowl of such delicious abalone porridge was not enough, so he immediately ran back and asked for another one.

I didn’t even ask Lu Qian if he wanted another one.

Lu Qian shook her head, feeling helpless.

The portion of this bowl is much larger than her usual meals.

She was already shocked that she could finish it. If she had another portion, she would definitely not be able to finish it.

But it’s okay to bring one to your best friend. Her parents must have eaten this, and only her best friend who hasn’t woken up yet is blessed to enjoy this delicious abalone porridge.

"I want to bring one to my bestie."

"Then get two more and pack one."

Lin Zhou looked at Zhang Mingyuan who came back after eating, and his teeth were so happy that he smiled.

"I just have the last two."

What a coincidence!

He can close the stall once everything is sold out!

The stall closing time today was much earlier than the previous two days, and Lin Zhou was a little flattered.

The main reason is that Zhang Mingyuan bought five portions alone and solved a lot of porridge.

And that group of college students.

It's really good. I didn't expect that the business of a bowl of porridge for 100 yuan is also good.

When he saw this task, he thought he wouldn't make any money this week.

Now it seems that I have earned more than I did in the previous two weeks.

It shows that his heart is not dark enough, otherwise he can make a lot of money according to the system's pricing!

"That's just right for us to go down the mountain together."

Zhang Mingyuan was carrying abalone porridge and was not in a hurry to eat it.

After Lin Zhou packed up the bamboo basket, the three of them went down the mountain together.

At the foot of the mountain, the three of them consciously separated.

Lu Qian drove to find her best friend.

Zhang Mingyuan and Lin Zhou came by car, and the other by tricycle, and they returned separately.

Driving is faster than a tricycle. When Lin Zhou arrived home, Zhang Mingyuan was already drinking abalone porridge with his father.

"Is this the porridge that Lin Zhou went to Qinhuang Mountain to sell this week?"

After Zhang Mingyuan heard what his father said, he didn't know what he thought of, and couldn't help laughing.