Chapter 1137: Believe It or Not with One Eye

Netizens expressed some consternation about this situation, and they really didn't know how to respond.

"What do you think about this matter? I'm on Master Lin's side, I don't want to be slapped in the face anymore."

"Upstairs, what you said touched my heart, but the most important thing is that Master Lin himself doesn't understand, and he wants to develop a perfect prosthesis. Do you think it's possible?"

"Don't tell me this, I won't listen, I won't listen, I'm convinced anyway, no matter it's impossible, I'll take it as possible."

"This time I remain neutral and do not make any remarks."

"I still give Master Lin a thumbs up. I always feel that this matter is an indescribable pain. Believe in Master Lin. My conscience will not let me go. If I don't believe in Master Lin, my face will always feel a little hurt. It seems like you can hit me."

"Stop talking, continue to watch the situation. Now those experts are questioning Master Lin on Weibo. Let's stay calm and don't be impulsive."

For this matter, netizens originally believed in Master Lin, because in their view, Master Lin is a person who can perform miracles, but now it makes them a little desperate.

Master Lin himself didn't understand, so what else could they say.

Even some companies that specialize in prosthetics came out to speak and expressed their views on this matter. They have a strong team working on prosthetics. How can it be so simple for one person to say.

Cloud Street!

Zhao Zhongyang looked helpless, "Brother Lin, look at the current situation, no one seems to believe you on Weibo."

Lin Fan was very calm, "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I didn't ask them to believe it, so they can say whatever they want."

Tian Shengun thought for a while, "If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't have said it on Weibo at the time. Look at the current situation, if you don't show some results, no one will believe it."

Lin Fan smiled, but he didn't take this to heart. Regarding the situation on Weibo, he said that these were all deliberately playing with you, let them dance first, the exciting is yet to come, what's the rush of.

"Little Boss, sell finger cakes."

At this time, all the citizens outside came. They arrived on time every day in order to grab the cakes, and they didn't care about things on the Internet.

After eating Master Lin's finger cakes, one has complete trust in Master Lin, and it is not an exaggeration to be commonly known as a brain-dead fan.

But they also groaned in their hearts. They always felt that the little boss was blowing a little too much this time. Although he didn't need money for boasting, he couldn't be so presumptuous.

"Here we come, here we come." Lin Fan tidied up and put on his apron. He started his business with finger cakes, and he has sold finger cakes on Yunli Street for so long, so he still feels great.

A middle-aged man who received the number plate asked curiously: "Little boss, can you make money selling ten hand pancakes every day?"

Lin Fan didn't stop moving, and said with a smile: "I can't make any money, not even enough money."

"Let me just say, ten copies a day is only five hundred, including fortune tellers, 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 skill of a little boss, I would try my best to sell it every day."

A woman behind 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 pancakes. Look at the little boss's current reputation. As for Weibo, if you accept advertisements, you don’t know how much money you can make in a month.”

Lin Fan smiled and said, "If you sell so much every day, will you feel the joy of life?"

The middle-aged man smiled, "Isn't the joy of life just about making money?"

Lin Fan shook his head, "I don't feel that way. The joy of life is to experience life. I like to grab ten cakes every day, but I also like to do other things, so this person, I still can't just think about it. To make money, you have to think about other interesting things.”

The middle-aged man originally wanted to say something,

But after thinking about it, I didn't say anything.

He doesn't think so. He feels that the little boss is a bit wasteful. If he can make such delicious hand pancakes, he will definitely sell them like crazy every day. Then he will expand the store and open a large factory to make a lot of money.

The citizens behind shouted.

"We just hope that the little boss sells ten copies every day. It is also a pleasant thing to queue up every day."

"That's right, why make the little boss so tired, the little boss has other things to do, and the orphanage has to take care of him."

"I'm lucky today. I got in line. This is the first time I've been in line for half a month. I'm so excited to post it on Moments. It's like winning a big prize. I feel happy all day long." .”

For these citizens, they couldn't accept ten servings of finger cakes every day, but now they can accept it, and they feel pretty good.

It is also a good choice to come here every day, stand in line, and chat with the neighbors around you.

For them who are usually busy, how can there be such a relaxing moment.

One after another, the finger cakes came out of the oven.

"Hey, aren't you a scalper, are you in the queue?" Lin Fan looked at the man standing in front of him, and suddenly laughed, "I'm lucky enough today."

The scalper smiled, "Master Lin, it's for living. I try my luck every day. I didn't expect my luck to be so good today."

"Didn't you go to the hospital to get a number?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

When the scalper heard this, he immediately waved his hands, "No, I never do such wicked things, I just sell concerts, and your little boss's hand pancakes."

Lin Fan smiled, quickly finished a portion of finger cakes, and handed them over to the other party. At the same time, he also accepted the fifty yuan handed over by the other party.

"Your finger pie is ready."

The ox man was very excited when he got the pancakes, and then shouted: "Don't miss it when you pass by, the little boss grabs pancakes, sniffs ten yuan, only ten minutes, and I will give it to the benefactor later." Send it over."

Some people who didn't buy hand pancakes really miss the hand pancakes.

"I come."

"I also pay ten yuan to smell it."

This voice attracted many people.

The middle-aged man who was gnawing hand pancakes next to him smiled and said with a look of enjoyment: "Little boss, look, this family is better at business than you."

Lin Fan said with a smile: "It's all for living. I didn't do anything immoral. I'm happy to sell my finger cakes to him."

"Little boss, how do you see this?"

Lin Fan pointed to his eyes, "You can see through it at a glance, believe it or not?"

"Hahaha!" The man suddenly laughed, and then nodded, "I believe, I believe everything the little boss says."