Netizens expressed some shock at this situation, and they really didn't know how to respond.
"Your finger cakes are ready."
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
Netizens expressed some shock at this situation, and they really didn't know how to respond.
This voice actually attracted many people.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's all for survival. I haven't done anything immoral. I'm happy to sell him the cake."
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
"Upstairs, what you said comes to my heart, but the key point is that Master Lin doesn't even understand it himself, but he still needs to develop a perfect prosthetic limb. Do you think this is possible?"
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
"This time I remain neutral and will not make any comments."
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
"Your finger cakes are ready."
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one on Weibo seems to believe you."
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
"Here it comes, here it comes." Lin Fan tidied up and put on his apron. He started his business by selling hand cakes, and he has been selling hand cakes on Yunli Street for so long. It still feels great.
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
"This time I remain neutral and will not make any comments."
The middle-aged man smiled, "Isn't the joy of life just about making money?"
"Hey, aren't you a scalper? Are you in line?" Lin Fan looked at the man standing in front of him and suddenly laughed, "You are very lucky today."
Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"
"Little boss, selling hand pancakes."
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
He didn't think so. He felt that it was a bit of a waste for the small boss. If he could make such delicious hand cakes, he would definitely sell them like crazy every day, then open up the store and open a big factory to make a lot of money.
The middle-aged man originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he stopped.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
A woman at the back thought that what the man said was wrong and retorted: "What you said is wrong. If the little boss wants to make money, he won't sell hand cakes. Look at the reputation of the little boss now. On Weibo, if you accept ads, you don’t know how much money you can make in a month.”
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life and eat ten hand cakes every day. I like doing it very much, but I also like to do other things, so this person still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think of other interesting things.”
This voice actually attracted many people.
He didn't think so. He felt that it was a bit of a waste for the small boss. If he could make such delicious hand cakes, he would definitely sell them like crazy every day, then open up the store and open a big factory to make a lot of money.
"We just hope that the little boss will sell ten copies every day. It is also a pleasure to queue up every day."
At this time, the citizens outside are here. They arrive on time every day for the hand cakes, and they don't care about things online.
However, they also felt a little bit in their hearts. They felt that the little boss was bragging a little too much this time. Although bragging didn't cost money, he couldn't be so presumptuous.
Regarding this matter, netizens originally believed in Master Lin, because in their view, Master Lin was a person who could create miracles, but now they are a little desperate.
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
"Your finger cakes are ready."
At this time, the citizens outside are here. They arrive on time every day for the hand cakes, and they don't care about things online.
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
One hand cake after another came out of the oven.
For these people who are usually so busy, how can they have such a relaxing moment.
"Let me just say, ten copies a day is only five hundred. Even if you include a fortune teller, it's not enough. In fact, if you sell a hundred copies a day, you can definitely make a fortune." The middle-aged man said.
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
Even some companies that specialize in prosthetics have spoken out and expressed their own opinions on this matter. They have a strong team researching prosthetics. It is not as simple as one person can say.
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
Even some companies that specialize in prosthetics have spoken out and expressed their own opinions on this matter. They have a strong team researching prosthetics. It is not as simple as one person can say.
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
Yunli Street!
The citizens behind shouted.
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life and eat ten hand cakes every day. I like doing it very much, but I also like to do other things, so this person still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think of other interesting things.”
Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one on Weibo seems to believe you."
"We just hope that the little boss will sell ten copies every day. It is also a pleasure to queue up every day."
The scalper man got the cake and was very excited. Then he shouted: "Don't miss it if you pass by. The little boss grabs the cake and it's ten yuan for you to smell it. You only have ten minutes. I'll give it to the sponsor later." Send it over.”
Lin Fan smiled, quickly made a hand cake and handed it over to the other party. At the same time, he also accepted the fifty yuan handed over by the other party.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
"Little boss, how did you see this?"
Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I don't ask them to believe it. It's up to them to say whatever they want."
This voice actually attracted many people.
Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I don't ask them to believe it. It's up to them to say whatever they want."
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life and eat ten hand cakes every day. I like doing it very much, but I also like to do other things, so this person still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think of other interesting things.”
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's all for survival. I haven't done anything immoral. I'm happy to sell him the cake."
"You didn't go to the hospital to queue up, did you?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
Lin Fan smiled, quickly made a hand cake and handed it over to the other party. At the same time, he also accepted the fifty yuan handed over by the other party.
Tian Shengun thought about it for a while, "If you want me to say it, I shouldn't have said it on Weibo at that time. Look at the situation now. If you don't show some results, no one will believe it."
At this time, the citizens outside are here. They arrive on time every day for the hand cakes, and they don't care about things online.
At this time, the citizens outside are here. They arrive on time every day for the hand cakes, and they don't care about things online.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these are all deliberately playing with you. Let them dance first. The exciting part is yet to come. What's the rush? of.
The middle-aged man who was nibbling cakes next to him smiled and said with a look of enjoyment: "Little boss, look at it, these people are better at doing business than you."
Lin Fan smiled, quickly made a hand cake and handed it over to the other party. At the same time, he also accepted the fifty yuan handed over by the other party.
"Here it comes, here it comes." Lin Fan tidied up and put on his apron. He started his business by selling hand cakes, and he has been selling hand cakes on Yunli Street for so long. It still feels great.
However, they also felt a little bit in their hearts. They felt that the little boss was bragging a little too much this time. Although bragging didn't cost money, he couldn't be so presumptuous.
Yunli Street!
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
"Little boss, selling hand pancakes."
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"
Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these are all deliberately playing with you. Let them dance first. The exciting part is yet to come. What's the rush? of.
At this time, the citizens outside are here. They arrive on time every day for the hand cakes, and they don't care about things online.
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
A middle-aged man who received the number plate asked curiously: "Little boss, can you make money by selling ten hand cakes every day?"
When the scalper man heard this, he immediately waved his hand, "No, I never do such immoral things. I only sell the hand cakes from the concerts and your little boss."
After eating Master Lin's hand cakes, you have complete trust in Master Lin. It is not an exaggeration to call him a fan.
Tian Shengun thought about it for a while, "If you want me to say it, I shouldn't have said it on Weibo at that time. Look at the situation now. If you don't show some results, no one will believe it."
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
A middle-aged man who received the number plate asked curiously: "Little boss, can you make money by selling ten hand cakes every day?"
Netizens expressed some shock at this situation, and they really didn't know how to respond.
"I come."
One hand cake after another came out of the oven.
However, they also felt a little bit in their hearts. They felt that the little boss was bragging a little too much this time. Although bragging didn't cost money, he couldn't be so presumptuous.
"Hey, aren't you a scalper? Are you in line?" Lin Fan looked at the man standing in front of him and suddenly laughed, "You are very lucky today."
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
"Here it comes, here it comes." Lin Fan tidied up and put on his apron. He started his business by selling hand cakes, and he has been selling hand cakes on Yunli Street for so long. It still feels great.
"This time I remain neutral and will not make any comments."
Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these are all deliberately playing with you. Let them dance first. The exciting part is yet to come. What's the rush? of.
"Let me just say, ten copies a day is only five hundred. Even if you include a fortune teller, it's not enough. In fact, if you sell a hundred copies a day, you can definitely make a fortune." The middle-aged man said.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
He didn't think so. He felt that it was a bit of a waste for the small boss. If he could make such delicious hand cakes, he would definitely sell them like crazy every day, then open up the store and open a big factory to make a lot of money.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
The middle-aged man smiled, "Isn't the joy of life just about making money?"
One hand cake after another came out of the oven.
A middle-aged man who received the number plate asked curiously: "Little boss, can you make money by selling ten hand cakes every day?"
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
Lin Fan didn't stop moving and said with a smile: "I can't make any money, I don't even have enough money."
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's all for survival. I haven't done anything immoral. I'm happy to sell him the cake."
The middle-aged man who was nibbling cakes next to him smiled and said with a look of enjoyment: "Little boss, look at it, these people are better at doing business than you."
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
Lin Fan didn't stop moving and said with a smile: "I can't make any money, I don't even have enough money."
The scalper man smiled and said, "Master Lin, this is also for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."
One hand cake after another came out of the oven.
The citizens behind shouted.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
Tian Shengun thought about it for a while, "If you want me to say it, I shouldn't have said it on Weibo at that time. Look at the situation now. If you don't show some results, no one will believe it."
"I come."
"Upstairs, what you said comes to my heart, but the key point is that Master Lin doesn't even understand it himself, but he still needs to develop a perfect prosthetic limb. Do you think this is possible?"
Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one on Weibo seems to believe you."
"Let me just say, ten copies a day is only five hundred. Even if you include a fortune teller, it's not enough. In fact, if you sell a hundred copies a day, you can definitely make a fortune." The middle-aged man said.
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
"Your finger cakes are ready."
Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"
However, they also felt a little bit in their hearts. They felt that the little boss was bragging a little too much this time. Although bragging didn't cost money, he couldn't be so presumptuous.
A woman at the back thought that what the man said was wrong and retorted: "What you said is wrong. If the little boss wants to make money, he won't sell hand cakes. Look at the reputation of the little boss now. On Weibo, if you accept ads, you don’t know how much money you can make in a month.”
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
Some people who have not bought the hand cakes really miss the hand cakes.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "If you sell so much every day, will you feel the joy of life?"
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "If you sell so much every day, will you feel the joy of life?"
Regarding this matter, netizens originally believed in Master Lin, because in their view, Master Lin was a person who could create miracles, but now they are a little desperate.
The middle-aged man smiled, "Isn't the joy of life just about making money?"
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
At this time, the citizens outside are here. They arrive on time every day for the hand cakes, and they don't care about things online.
The scalper man got the cake and was very excited. Then he shouted: "Don't miss it if you pass by. The little boss grabs the cake and it's ten yuan for you to smell it. You only have ten minutes. I'll give it to the sponsor later." Send it over.”
The middle-aged man smiled, "Isn't the joy of life just about making money?"
For these people who are usually so busy, how can they have such a relaxing moment.
He didn't think so. He felt that it was a bit of a waste for the small boss. If he could make such delicious hand cakes, he would definitely sell them like crazy every day, then open up the store and open a big factory to make a lot of money.
A middle-aged man who received the number plate asked curiously: "Little boss, can you make money by selling ten hand cakes every day?"
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's all for survival. I haven't done anything immoral. I'm happy to sell him the cake."
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
The scalper man smiled and said, "Master Lin, this is also for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life and eat ten hand cakes every day. I like doing it very much, but I also like to do other things, so this person still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think of other interesting things.”
The citizens behind shouted.
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
"We just hope that the little boss will sell ten copies every day. It is also a pleasure to queue up every day."
The middle-aged man originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he stopped.
Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I don't ask them to believe it. It's up to them to say whatever they want."
Lin Fan didn't stop moving and said with a smile: "I can't make any money, I don't even have enough money."
"Little boss, how did you see this?"
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
The scalper man smiled and said, "Master Lin, this is also for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."
"We just hope that the little boss will sell ten copies every day. It is also a pleasure to queue up every day."
He didn't think so. He felt that it was a bit of a waste for the small boss. If he could make such delicious hand cakes, he would definitely sell them like crazy every day, then open up the store and open a big factory to make a lot of money.
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
The citizens behind shouted.
Regarding this matter, netizens originally believed in Master Lin, because in their view, Master Lin was a person who could create miracles, but now they are a little desperate.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "If you sell so much every day, will you feel the joy of life?"
The citizens behind shouted.
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
He didn't think so. He felt that it was a bit of a waste for the small boss. If he could make such delicious hand cakes, he would definitely sell them like crazy every day, then open up the store and open a big factory to make a lot of money.
Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"
However, they also felt a little bit in their hearts. They felt that the little boss was bragging a little too much this time. Although bragging didn't cost money, he couldn't be so presumptuous.
The scalper man smiled and said, "Master Lin, this is also for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."
A middle-aged man who received the number plate asked curiously: "Little boss, can you make money by selling ten hand cakes every day?"
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
"We just hope that the little boss will sell ten copies every day. It is also a pleasure to queue up every day."
The citizens behind shouted.
"Your finger cakes are ready."
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one on Weibo seems to believe you."
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
The middle-aged man smiled, "Isn't the joy of life just about making money?"
Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I don't ask them to believe it. It's up to them to say whatever they want."
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
The citizens behind shouted.
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
"We just hope that the little boss will sell ten copies every day. It is also a pleasure to queue up every day."
Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"
Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these are all deliberately playing with you. Let them dance first. The exciting part is yet to come. What's the rush? of.
The scalper man smiled and said, "Master Lin, this is also for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
When the scalper man heard this, he immediately waved his hand, "No, I never do such immoral things. I only sell the hand cakes from the concerts and your little boss."
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
Regarding this matter, netizens originally believed in Master Lin, because in their view, Master Lin was a person who could create miracles, but now they are a little desperate.
This voice actually attracted many people.
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
Some people who have not bought the hand cakes really miss the hand cakes.
Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one on Weibo seems to believe you."
After eating Master Lin's hand cakes, you have complete trust in Master Lin. It is not an exaggeration to call him a fan.
Regarding this matter, netizens originally believed in Master Lin, because in their view, Master Lin was a person who could create miracles, but now they are a little desperate.
"Little boss, how did you see this?"
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
"Let me just say, ten copies a day is only five hundred. Even if you include a fortune teller, it's not enough. In fact, if you sell a hundred copies a day, you can definitely make a fortune." The middle-aged man said.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's all for survival. I haven't done anything immoral. I'm happy to sell him the cake."
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
Lin Fan didn't stop moving and said with a smile: "I can't make any money, I don't even have enough money."
Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I don't ask them to believe it. It's up to them to say whatever they want."
A middle-aged man who received the number plate asked curiously: "Little boss, can you make money by selling ten hand cakes every day?"
Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I don't ask them to believe it. It's up to them to say whatever they want."
For these people who are usually so busy, how can they have such a relaxing moment.
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life and eat ten hand cakes every day. I like doing it very much, but I also like to do other things, so this person still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think of other interesting things.”
"We just hope that the little boss will sell ten copies every day. It is also a pleasure to queue up every day."
Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these are all deliberately playing with you. Let them dance first. The exciting part is yet to come. What's the rush? of.
"Let me just say, ten copies a day is only five hundred. Even if you include a fortune teller, it's not enough. In fact, if you sell a hundred copies a day, you can definitely make a fortune." The middle-aged man said.
Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these are all deliberately playing with you. Let them dance first. The exciting part is yet to come. What's the rush? of.
"I come."
The middle-aged man originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he stopped.
One hand cake after another came out of the oven.
"Your finger cakes are ready."
"Little boss, selling hand pancakes."
"I come."
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
"Hey, aren't you a scalper? Are you in line?" Lin Fan looked at the man standing in front of him and suddenly laughed, "You are very lucky today."
For these people who are usually so busy, how can they have such a relaxing moment.
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
"Your finger cakes are ready."
For these citizens, ten hand cakes a day were not acceptable at first, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.
Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I don't ask them to believe it. It's up to them to say whatever they want."
"You didn't go to the hospital to queue up, did you?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
The scalper man smiled and said, "Master Lin, this is also for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."
He didn't think so. He felt that it was a bit of a waste for the small boss. If he could make such delicious hand cakes, he would definitely sell them like crazy every day, then open up the store and open a big factory to make a lot of money.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
"You didn't go to the hospital to queue up, did you?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "If you sell so much every day, will you feel the joy of life?"
"You didn't go to the hospital to queue up, did you?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
This voice actually attracted many people.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's all for survival. I haven't done anything immoral. I'm happy to sell him the cake."
When the scalper man heard this, he immediately waved his hand, "No, I never do such immoral things. I only sell the hand cakes from the concerts and your little boss."
When the scalper man heard this, he immediately waved his hand, "No, I never do such immoral things. I only sell the hand cakes from the concerts and your little boss."
One hand cake after another came out of the oven.
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
The citizens behind shouted.
Yunli Street!
Lin Fan smiled, quickly made a hand cake and handed it over to the other party. At the same time, he also accepted the fifty yuan handed over by the other party.
"Little boss, selling hand pancakes."
"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel an indescribable pain in my face about this matter. Believe me in Master Lin, my conscience can't bear it. If you don't believe Master Lin, my face always feels a little painful. As if you want to hit me."
This voice actually attracted many people.
"What do you think about this matter? I'm really on Master Lin's side. I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."
"You didn't go to the hospital to queue up, did you?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
Lin Fan smiled, quickly made a hand cake and handed it over to the other party. At the same time, he also accepted the fifty yuan handed over by the other party.
One hand cake after another came out of the oven.
Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.
"Your finger cakes are ready."
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life and eat ten hand cakes every day. I like doing it very much, but I also like to do other things, so this person still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think of other interesting things.”
"Your finger cakes are ready."
The scalper man got the cake and was very excited. Then he shouted: "Don't miss it if you pass by. The little boss grabs the cake and it's ten yuan for you to smell it. You only have ten minutes. I'll give it to the sponsor later." Send it over.”
Lin Fan smiled and said, "If you sell so much every day, will you feel the joy of life?"
This voice actually attracted many people.
Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one on Weibo seems to believe you."
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
Lin Fan didn't stop moving and said with a smile: "I can't make any money, I don't even have enough money."
Some people who have not bought the hand cakes really miss the hand cakes.
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
"Hey, aren't you a scalper? Are you in line?" Lin Fan looked at the man standing in front of him and suddenly laughed, "You are very lucky today."
"I come."
Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life and eat ten hand cakes every day. I like doing it very much, but I also like to do other things, so this person still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think of other interesting things.”
The citizens behind shouted.
"This time I remain neutral and will not make any comments."
"You didn't go to the hospital to queue up, did you?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
"Little boss, selling hand pancakes."
The middle-aged man originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he stopped.
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
For these people who are usually so busy, how can they have such a relaxing moment.
The scalper man smiled and said, "Master Lin, this is also for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."
This voice actually attracted many people.
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
The middle-aged man who was nibbling cakes next to him smiled and said with a look of enjoyment: "Little boss, look at it, these people are better at doing business than you."
"This time I remain neutral and will not make any comments."
However, they also felt a little bit in their hearts. They felt that the little boss was bragging a little too much this time. Although bragging didn't cost money, he couldn't be so presumptuous.
"I'm lucky today. I'm in the queue. This is the first time I've been in the queue in half a month. I'm so excited that I've posted on Moments. It's like I've won a big prize. I feel happy all day long. .”
"Hahaha!" The man laughed immediately, and then nodded, "Believe it, I believe whatever the little boss says."
The middle-aged man who was nibbling cakes next to him smiled and said with a look of enjoyment: "Little boss, look at it, these people are better at doing business than you."
"Let me just say, ten copies a day is only five hundred. Even if you include a fortune teller, it's not enough. In fact, if you sell a hundred copies a day, you can definitely make a fortune." The middle-aged man said.
Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"
After eating Master Lin's hand cakes, you have complete trust in Master Lin. It is not an exaggeration to call him a fan.
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these are all deliberately playing with you. Let them dance first. The exciting part is yet to come. What's the rush? of.
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
Netizens expressed some shock at this situation, and they really didn't know how to respond.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's all for survival. I haven't done anything immoral. I'm happy to sell him the cake."
"Upstairs, what you said comes to my heart, but the key point is that Master Lin doesn't even understand it himself, but he still needs to develop a perfect prosthetic limb. Do you think this is possible?"
Yunli Street!
Lin Fan didn't stop moving and said with a smile: "I can't make any money, I don't even have enough money."
The scalper man got the cake and was very excited. Then he shouted: "Don't miss it if you pass by. The little boss grabs the cake and it's ten yuan for you to smell it. You only have ten minutes. I'll give it to the sponsor later." Send it over.”
"Little boss, how did you see this?"
"Little boss, how did you see this?"
"That's right, why are you letting the little boss work so hard? The little boss has other things to do, and the welfare home has to take care of him."
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
Lin Fan smiled, quickly made a hand cake and handed it over to the other party. At the same time, he also accepted the fifty yuan handed over by the other party.
The middle-aged man smiled, "Isn't the joy of life just about making money?"
The scalper man got the cake and was very excited. Then he shouted: "Don't miss it if you pass by. The little boss grabs the cake and it's ten yuan for you to smell it. You only have ten minutes. I'll give it to the sponsor later." Send it over.”
For these people who are usually so busy, how can they have such a relaxing moment.
"I come."
Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
"Stop talking and continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."
"Your finger cakes are ready."
"Upstairs, what you said comes to my heart, but the key point is that Master Lin doesn't even understand it himself, but he still needs to develop a perfect prosthetic limb. Do you think this is possible?"
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
"If I had the skills of a small boss, I would work hard to sell every day."
"Hahaha!" The man laughed immediately, and then nodded, "Believe it, I believe whatever the little boss says."
The middle-aged man who was nibbling cakes next to him smiled and said with a look of enjoyment: "Little boss, look at it, these people are better at doing business than you."
Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one on Weibo seems to believe you."
It is also a good choice to come here every day, queue up, and chat with the neighbors.
"Hey, aren't you a scalper? Are you in line?" Lin Fan looked at the man standing in front of him and suddenly laughed, "You are very lucky today."
"Don't tell me this. I won't listen. I won't listen. I'm convinced anyway. No matter whether it's possible or not, I treat it as possible."
"I'd pay ten bucks to smell it too."
The middle-aged man originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he stopped.
For these people who are usually so busy, how can they have such a relaxing moment.