Ma Ming and his parents each ordered a portion of wontons and took them to the car to eat.
Small wontons cannot be kept for a long time, so they are delicious when eaten fresh.
Father Ma drove the car and sat in the passenger seat. Ma Ming and Mother Ma sat in the back seat, pulled down the armrest in the middle of the seat and placed small wontons on it.
"Here, you ordered the wontons with dashi soup. Mom ordered the wontons with chicken soup. You can eat more if you like."
Ma Mu opened the one she gave her and happily pushed it in front of Ma Ming.
In the dim environment of the car, the delicious fragrance of wontons filled the entire indoor environment.
Xun Ma Ming was a little jealous.
It's rare to be able to talk about food and eat together with my parents in such a harmonious manner without arguing or bringing up unhappy topics all night long.
He felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden.
"Mom, you should eat too. Boss Lin's cooking is very good. It's the best I've ever had in my life."
"Okay, mom, give it a try and see if I can make you something with a similar taste."
Ma Mu enjoyed the moment of closeness with her son, picked up the spoon, scooped out a small wonton and looked at it carefully.
The foamy soup has a very strong aroma of chicken soup. Green coriander, brown seaweed, golden egg skin shreds, and transparent wontons wrapped with pink meat filling are floating in the soup base, and the aroma is overflowing. People salivate.
The heat rising from the chicken soup wontons will whet your appetite.
Ma Mu opened her mouth and took the soup and wontons into her mouth.
"Um!?"
"So fresh!"
One bite, the chicken soup is really delicious.
The umami flavor is so prominent that one can distinguish it in one bite. It is not a flavor extracted from artificial MSG, but a umami flavor derived from natural ingredients that take time to stew.
Even the tasteless wonton wrapper becomes extremely delicious when wrapped in chicken soup.
The smooth wonton wrapper is so thin and moist with the chicken soup that it feels fresh and soft in the mouth. It also has the elasticity of the meat filling and the chewiness of the wonton wrapper when you chew it. No matter in terms of texture or taste, it is unparalleled. Picky.
People will be amazed after one taste.
The hot chicken soup and the wontons slid from the mouth into the stomach. The horse mother felt warm from head to toe, and her body and mind became warm.
"It's delicious. Son, you can eat it too."
After the horse mother tasted it, she excitedly picked up a wonton with a spoon and fed it to her son.
Ma Ming was also very happy to see Ma Mu looking like she was helped by him.
Boss Lin's cooking skills are simply unrivaled.
Ma Ming happily ate what his mother fed him, and ate the wontons with a look of enjoyment.
Lao Ma sat alone in front, looking at the scene of a loving mother and a filial son, and curled his lips in envy.
Humph, he eats it himself!
"Let's leave as soon as we finish. There are too many people. If we walk together, we'll probably get stuck in traffic."
Father Ma had been observing the surrounding situation.
Not to mention how many people were waiting in line, just looking at the empty spaces on both sides of the road occupied by private and battery-powered cars, I knew there would be a traffic jam waiting for everyone to leave together.
There is no one to direct them, so they go one by one, and if they all turn around and retreat, there may be a traffic jam.
Neither Ma Ming nor Ma Mu had any objections, so they picked up the spoon and started eating.
Seeing that Ma Ming was eating well, Ma Ming drank some soup. She didn't eat even two wontons in the bowl, so she fed them all to Ma Ming.
Father Ma ate quickly, including the soup and wontons. After a few big bites, he asked mother and son to sit in the back, then started the car and prepared to go back.
Wait until most of the diners have finished eating and are ready to retreat after watching the excitement.
As expected by Ma's father, one man failed to reverse his car properly, and several cars were stuck.
Before it was time for Boss Lin to return from the stall, there was already a traffic jam.
"No, why are you backing up? What are you doing in the middle of the road?"
"The car in front is parked too far out and I can't turn around. The car behind you should step back and wait for me to pass!"
"Oh my God, whoever parked the car here just gave me the battery car and locked it inside."
"Whose car does this white BMW belong to? Come and move the car. The license plate number ends in 886."
"Whoever was knocked down by a battery car screamed!"
"Some kind person can help me~"
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The scene was noisy. Ma Ming had already returned home. He was reading news from the same city. He was very happy to see the traffic jam in Taoshan at night and the news that he almost called the traffic police.
His father's premonition was quite accurate.
Fortunately, they ran away after eating and did not join in the fun in front of Boss Lin's stall, otherwise they would not have been able to leave.
Boss Lin's diners are very cohesive.
Maybe it was because Boss Lin changed places every week. A group of people felt the same way and experienced the pain of not being able to find Boss Lin, and some revolutionary friendships developed later on.
A group of people seemed to regard the place where Boss Lin was as a party and entertainment venue.
Even if they finish eating, they are reluctant to leave, or those who haven't eaten won't leave either, so they just stay there to watch, and a group of people chat and gossip.
No one knew anyone, but we had a great time chatting.
Paired with delicious food, it's a great way to relieve stress.
To be honest, Ma Ming was very happy today.
It had been a long time since he had gone out for a supper with his parents in such a relaxed and warm way.
Perhaps I have never had such an experience.
I wish that a harmonious family environment like tonight could last longer.
But Ma Ming also knew it was impossible.
After reading the news about Boss Lin for a while, Ma Ming fell asleep.
When Ma Ming's live broadcast ended the next night, he planned to go to Taoshan to queue up in advance for Boss Lin to come out of the stall. When he walked out of the room, he saw his parents waiting for him at the door again.
Um?
"Mom and Dad, are you waiting for me?"
"That's right, I'm just waiting for you to finish the live broadcast and we'll line up together."
Not only Ma Ming, but Ma's father and mother also enjoyed the harmonious and friendly family environment last night.
For this reason, they are willing to do things that make their son happy.
Besides, those little wontons are really delicious.
It's already Saturday, and I can't eat much. Staying up late for two days is nothing.
"Come on, go play, there will be more people."
Ma Ming's live broadcast ended at seven o'clock, and it was already eight o'clock when the family arrived at Taoshan.
Compared with Lin Zhou's stall time, it was several hours ahead of schedule.
But when they arrived, there were already people queuing up.
No, there are folding stools lined up.
Ma Ming was just thinking about why he forgot to bring a stool to occupy his seat, when he saw his father get out of the car and go around to the trunk and take out three plastic stools.
? ? ?
Is his dad so good at it?
"Come on, let's go over and sit in line."
Ma Mu also brought anti-mosquito spray, mineral water, fruits, melon seeds and other things in a handbag, so she was fully equipped.
Compared with his parents, Ma Ming felt like a fake fan who came to wait for Boss Lin to come out of the stall but didn't know anything to prepare.
"Mom, when did you prepare it?"
"While you were live broadcasting, your dad and I had nothing to do after get off work, so we packed up some things. I saw that those people yesterday had food, drink, and playing cards. I thought you could eat if you were bored waiting. Yes, I brought some."
Ma Mu took out a box of grapes, a box of watermelon, and a box of cantaloupe from her pocket, all cut and toothpicked.
"You've been live broadcasting for so long and haven't eaten anything. Come and eat something."
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