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

Chapter 75 Those uncles have bad minds!

Everyone else in the dormitory looked blank after seeing the price.

I have a treat from a big boss today.

Boss, you can do it so cheaply, right?
You are not allowed to give it to your buddies. You can prepare a Manchu banquet or something for each person. If you can’t finish it, you can take it home and use it as a midnight snack!
Xiaoxiao and others had fainted in the toilet from crying.

After a short period of depression, I discovered another important point.

"Isn't fresh milk a liquid? Can it be fried?"

"Boss Lin, do you think I haven't read the book and are you deliberately lying to me?"

Xiaoxiao and Wang Xiaohu each spoke with suspicion on their faces.

No matter how poor they are, they still take care of students, right?
I've never heard of such a thing!
Not only them, but also Liu Biao on the side looked confused.

"Frying milk in a pan, could it be some kind of dark cuisine?"

Seeing this group of familiar-looking customers in front of me, I was confused when I heard about fried fresh milk.

Even the fat new guest's feet were shaking a little and he looked like he wanted to run away immediately.

Lin Feng held the spatula and smiled confidently.

"Don't worry, it's definitely not just putting milk in it and frying it."

"If you want to eat, you will know later. I promise I will never let you down."

As soon as this word comes out.

Although everyone was still a little skeptical, they all became quiet.

think carefully.

Regardless of the price, Boss Lin’s products never let them down!

Liu Biao was infected by Lin Feng's confidence and nodded.

He took out the latest Shenguo mobile phone, nodded his head and scanned the QR code to pay.

"Boss, then give us one piece each!"

"Then I want yogurt."

"Just sweet milk, boss."

"no problem."

Lin Feng nodded and heard the payment prompt.

Then he took out a plate of milk bars wrapped in bread crumbs from the inner layer of the stall.

Wait until the oil heats up to around [-] degrees before frying.

And Ye Yiyi wanted to bury Lin Feng while the guests were sitting aside.

But when I saw him cooking seriously, I gave up.

Go back and take care of this guy!

Next to the stall.

Beside the small wooden table, a bunch of people were sitting on small benches, surrounding each other.

There wasn't much space, so Liu Biao was squeezed together by Xiaoxiao and others like a sandwich.

Suddenly I felt extremely regretful.

Why do I have to go out with this group of people and feel uncomfortable huddled in a stall...

Just not a few seconds had passed.

A strong aroma of oil came out, which was enticing.

Compared with other fried foods Liu Biao has eaten, the fried aroma has a fresh smell, which is very pleasant and a little different.

Liu Biao temporarily forgot the pain of being squeezed.

Compared with Liu Biao's shocked expression, the ecstatic expressions of Wang Xiaohu and others sitting next to him made people feel as if they were about to ascend to heaven.

for a while.

Everyone looked in Lin Feng's direction.

I saw Lin Feng holding chopsticks and spatula to scoop up the food in the pot.

But two seconds.

The beautiful landlady brought two disposable rice bowls over with light steps and placed them on the table.

But everyone was stunned when they saw the fried food inside.

Is this yellow fried product fried milk?

Could it be that if the milk is fried, it will turn yellow?

Liu Biao was even more confused and quickly called Lin Feng over.

"Boss, are you sure this is milk? Why does it look like fried chicken to me?"

Xiaoxiao coughed twice and reminded: "Cousin Liu, please be civilized."

Lin Feng walked over and wiped his hands on his apron, took a look and said. "It's not milk on the outside, but it is on the inside. You'll know after you take one bite."

"Oh? Then I'll try."

Liu Biao untied his disposable chopsticks and picked up a piece of fried milk.

After observing it for a while, he put it to his mouth and bit it.

When the others saw the boss starting to eat, they also picked up their chopsticks and started to finish the dessert.

The outer skin is wrapped in golden-brown bread crumbs, and the outer skin feels crispy and sweet when you bite into it.

Liu Biao's eyes widened before he could eat the inner core.

The smell of this oil is very fresh, and the price is definitely not cheap!
And explore inside.

The soft and waxy texture that touches the tip of the tongue is in sharp contrast to the crispy outer layer!

Sure enough, as Lin Feng said, it is full of milk!

The milk flavor wrapped in the outer skin is very smooth and rich, and it is loose and soft in the mouth, and the milky flavor exuded is very pleasant.

Delicious!

Liu Biao nodded with satisfaction and took two or three mouthfuls of fried milk into his stomach.

But even so, there is still a faint milky flavor in the mouth.

It’s really long-lasting, crispy, sweet and delicious!

Liu Biao was already very satisfied.

He was sure that whether it was Xianbaiwei or the desserts made by Pengfei, they would never be as delicious as the ones made by this young boss!

Compared with it, it is simply scum!
Think a lot.

Only then did Liu Biao come to his senses.

Food comes first, and thinking too much about it is a desecration of delicious food.

Liu Biao moved his chopsticks, wanting to pick up a piece of fried milk to taste.

However, it was discovered.

The plastic bowl on the table was already empty, not even a piece of fried fish and fresh milk was left.

He looked up and looked around.

Xiaoxiao and the others all had afterthoughts on their faces, eyes closed, looking like they were enjoying themselves, still immersed in the delicious taste of fried milk.

A few grown men eat two servings of fried milk.

Basically it's gone as soon as it's served.

Liu froze on the surface, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

Several people were completely unaware of Liu Biao's hands, which were comparable to Parkinson's disease.

suddenly.

Ye Yiyi, who was wearing two braids, smiled and brought over two more portions of fried milk.

"Here, these two portions are yogurt! Please use them slowly!"

heard.

Xiaoxiao and the others came back to their senses and put away their expressions of enjoyment.

They all had a tacit understanding, and their wolf-like gazes were directed at the two fried yogurts on the table.

They looked at each other and their eyes changed.

The surrounding atmosphere became solemn.

Immediately.

The wind moved.

Several pairs of chopsticks competed in the air, colliding and blocking each other, like swords and swords, half-dark and half-bright in the evening sun.

The plastic bowl filled with fried yogurt was placed under the chopsticks of several people, and they changed positions.

But no one can eat a piece.

As long as the first person picks up the fried milk, that person becomes the enemy of everyone.

The others all made a tacit agreement to stop fighting and deal with him exclusively!

And the other side.

There are already several customers queuing up in Lin Feng's stall.

A little cute baby was held in his arms by his father, looking at the fierce battle at the dinner table from a distance.

"Dad, what are those uncles doing?"

"Son, those uncles are mentally ill and are fighting for medicine."

"..."

(End of this chapter)