After failing to set up a stall, he tricked Qingmei into setting up a stall!

Chapter 63 Anorexic child!

It's nearly six o'clock.

It's time for people to fix their breakfast.

At the end of the line, there were a dozen more guests.Most of them are new customers from yesterday's food festival.

After tasting Lin Feng's craftsmanship, I kept thinking about it and almost had trouble sleeping and eating.

I tried my best to inquire on local forums just to find out the address of Lin Feng’s hotel.

The result is known.

Lin Feng sets up a stall in Shenzhou Snack Street...

Everyone was confused when they heard the news, thinking they heard it wrong.

Such an awesome guy, I thought he was a famous chef from some big hotel.

result.

Just the owner of a small stall.

Some magic.

After knowing the location.

Everyone didn't think too much and went directly to Shenzhou Snack Street, bringing their families or inviting friends for a dinner party.

but.

After seeing the length of the team, it was even worse than yesterday.

Most customers are ready for a protracted battle, no matter how long they have to wait!
turn out.

Today’s team is moving much faster than before!

After waiting for about 20 minutes, it was their turn.

come to the front.

It is the first time for a customer to eat at a small stall. Looking at the small blackboard is quite refreshing.

Soon everyone discovered that Lin Feng updated his equipment today!
These two rows of gas stoves look so refreshing!

Their waiting time will be greatly reduced in the future!
Suddenly a guest had an idea.

"Boss, since you have such a magical tool, when will you not sell claypot rice again?"

"Yes, yes, I've always wanted to eat it, but I never had the chance."

"Boss, you won't imitate those guys who sell shoes and engage in hunger marketing, right?"

Lin Feng responded while wiping sweat while frying chicken legs.

"Don't worry, everyone. If I forget to prepare a new dish one day, I might just sell claypot rice."

"..."

The guests looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

I feel like the boss is so perfunctory and careless.

Can you forget to cook new dishes?
But if you don’t forget, then the dishes you haven’t eaten before will not be sold again...

Tangled!

But when I saw the sizzling and shiny braised chicken in the casserole.

Customers temporarily forget everything in their minds.

Food comes first.

Of course we have to do the right thing!

One by one, the guests took away their braised chicken and began to taste it.

Now Lin Feng's stall has added three or four more tables.

But there were still too many customers, and the extra tables were quickly filled.

It doesn't help.

Guests who have a seat can hold a casserole and slowly taste the chicken.

Guests who don't have a seat can only take their food away, put it in a plastic box, take it home or eat it while sitting.

No need for a casserole, but still delicious.

But there is always something missing.

The guests sitting in the seats were enjoying the cool lake breeze blowing from the Xinghu Lake while eating hot braised chicken.

With a few friends, I brought a beer and chatted while eating.

Look at the beautiful scenery and eat delicious food.

That is naturally extremely beautiful.

The guests poured the yellow juice of the braised chicken evenly onto the surface of the white rice.

The rice with the aroma of chicken is amazing to eat.

If we say the essence of claypot rice is the crispy rice.

So the essence of braised chicken is this rich soup.

Perfect for meals!
So when Lin Feng makes braised chicken, he doesn't need to be reminded by customers. He will leave a little more juice in the final process of collecting the juice.

A young couple finished their rice with soup.

There was some chicken left in the casserole.

Immediately screamed.

"Boss!! Here's another braised chicken, with more soup, no chicken~!"

"Why don't you ask for the soup? I'll give you a casserole."

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Feng knew that the guest was joking and responded with a smile.

We received many guests, and everyone was very satisfied with Lin Feng's cooking skills.

Well worth it!
but.

at this time.

Lin Feng's popular stall has two special guests.

Looking at the face, an old man in his early 30s looked sad.

Her hair, which should have been black, was now mostly gray.

The little boy behind him looked to be only about eight years old.

Children of this age should have a carefree and playful personality.

But this little boy was skinny, had no energy at all, and his eyes were dull.

It seems that he has no interest in anything in the world.Two people stand together.

It makes people feel that the world is gray and colorless.

The customers who came to Lam Feng's stall to eat were all smiling, but these two special guests seemed out of place...

Lin Feng looked at the two guests in front of him with some confusion.

And in front of.

Li Xiu looked at Lin Feng, who was too young. He felt a little worried and a little hopeful.

Since my son got anorexia.

His eyes were always dull and full of despair.But after seeing Lin Feng.

There seemed to be a hint of color in Li Xiu's eyes.

"Hello, is this Mr. Lin Feng?"

"Yes."

Hear what Lin Feng said.

Li Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, she knew she was in the right place.

Taking his son with him, he glanced at the small blackboard in front of him before speaking.

"Can you bring us some braised chicken?"

"no problem."

Lin Feng didn't know what happened, but he couldn't ask.

I can only listen to the guests and start cooking the braised chicken.

Ye Yiyi, who was next to him, looked at the little boy's listless appearance.

But he couldn't help but stepped forward and touched his head.

Ye Yiyi touched her head.

The little boy had no other reaction.

Very well-behaved, a little too well-behaved.

"What's wrong with this little boy?"

Ye Yiyi's soft voice sounded, and she asked with some distress.

"The doctor said it was anorexia, but it couldn't be cured..."

Li Xiu felt relieved when he saw his son being cared for like this.

Then they began to talk about their experiences.

talking and talking.

He actually started to cry.

It turns out that the little boy's name is Li Xiaowen, and he lost his mother very early.

I used to be a naughty and mischievous child.

half a month ago.

I don't know why I don't want to eat, and everything I eat seems to have no taste.

It was also difficult to swallow and nauseated after eating.

If you eat forcefully, you will spit out the little bit of food you just ate, which will make your physical condition worse.

The doctor diagnosed anorexia.

Many methods have been used but cannot be cured.

In the end, he could only suggest that Li Xiu take his children to try some delicious food.

Li Xiu was originally a father and a mother, but his salary was not high.

Now I have lost my job because of my son.

There is only a small amount of savings left.

I took my son to many cities, found many great chefs to cook, and spent a lot of money just to let my son eat.

But there is no way.

No matter how delicious it is, Li Xiaowen can barely eat a little bit and is not full at all.

yesterday.

The father and son wandered around and came to Shenzhou.

While passing by a store, I saw the MasterChef competition on the TV through the window.

Lin Feng's sales volume in one afternoon is unmatched by anyone in Shenzhou, not even in the province!

Now that we are in Shenzhou.

So even if there is a glimmer of hope, Li Xiu doesn't want to give up!
After some inquiring, the two came here...

Done.

A tall, thick-set man sat beside him and was crying.

The difficulties of life have weighed down his waist until it was bent out of shape.

The figure seen from a distance is very rickety.

Xiaowen could only hug Li Xiu gently to comfort him.

This child was so hungry that he could not speak.

The surrounding guests fell silent as they listened to the grown man's cry.

Even some young boys have red eyes.

But there is nothing they can do, they are all ordinary people.

Ye Yiyi almost shed tears.

Looking at the boy's thin figure, his eyes were filled with distress.

The atmosphere is a little heavy.

But Lin Feng, who was holding the spatula, smiled softly after hearing this.

The laughter was a bit abrupt.

"Anorexia? Don't be afraid, uncle!"

"Come to my place for dinner and keep it until your son can't eat anymore."

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(End of this chapter)