Mirror Authority

Chapter 44 Be good, drink soup! [Third change, the lord loves life, loves and loves to add more]

Of course, it doesn’t count as a difference. The water surface is on the ground, so it’s good to reflect the mirror image, but it can’t reflect the shadow at all, so I didn’t pay much attention to it. At this time, I used the mirror to observe and immediately noticed something was wrong.

A mirror is a thing that reflects reality. Whatever is in reality, there will be what appears in it. This is immutable.

In reality, these waiters all have shadows, which are no different from normal life. Otherwise, the people who came to eat would have noticed the abnormality, but why is there nothing in the mirror?

Suddenly, realizing something, Yang Yi gasped.

Could it be... these people, the shadows that others see in reality are all fake!
In fact, they are all shadowless people without shadows?
If this is the case, why is there a shadow in the kitchen, controlling the chef to cook?
Suppressing the shock in his heart, the mirror turned to Boss Yuan and the soup bowl.

Same as what I saw just now, the former is still a thick black shadow. As for the soup bowl, there is nothing special about it, only heat rising from it.

"Then thank you Uncle Yuan, but after we finish drinking, we really have to leave..."

Seeing that the young man didn't speak any more, and the other party was showing kindness, Zhao Le had no choice but to nod and returned to his seat.

Putting away the mirror, Yang Yi had no choice but to sit down.

It won't work by force. Calling the police will only force the other party, and you can only play by ear to see if there is a better way.

Boss Yuan smiled slightly, and a waiter wisely brought three soup bowls, carefully filled them with hot soup, and handed one to each of them.

"For this soup, I first simmered an old hen for seven hours. The fire could not be turned off. When the time was up, the chicken was thrown away and only the soup was left. Then it was served with sea cucumber, abalone, shrimp, and wild mushrooms from Changbai Mountain... Boil it for half an hour, no need to add other seasonings, the taste is rich, mellow and delicious, every time your father comes over, he will drink two big bowls!"

Boss Yuan smiled and introduced: "Drink it while it's hot! It doesn't taste so good when it's cold."

"Yes!"

Picking up the spoon with a smile, Zhao Lesheng took a spoonful and was about to put it in his mouth when he saw the chair where Yang Yi was sitting suddenly "click!", and a leg broke off for no reason, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, the sole of his foot happened to be He hooked the tablecloth covering the dining table.

"Crash!" With a sound, the dishes on the table and the soup that had just been filled were immediately overturned and fell to the ground.

The soup is overflowing and the vegetables are fragrant.

"I'm really sorry, I really didn't mean to..."

Standing up with a face full of embarrassment, Yang Yi waved his hands again and again: "I didn't expect this stool to be broken!"

"As long as the person is fine, it's fine to let the waiter clean up later."

Looking at the boy meaningfully, Boss Yuan smiled.

If it was not sure before, whether the other party saw the scene in the kitchen, it is now clear.

"The soup is all spilled, let's taste the boss's craftsmanship next time..."

Knowing the other party's thoughts, Yang Yi didn't show it, and said apologetically.

Zhao Le also realized that something was wrong at this time, and stood up: "Uncle Yuan, my classmate has never been to such a big hotel, and I am a little nervous, please don't blame me, otherwise, we must order this seafood soup next time, Make up for the regret..."

"No need for next time, the soup bowl is not spilled, there is so much soup, why don't you hurry up and serve it to Xiao Le and the others?" Boss Yuan said.

"Yes!"

The waiter brought three bowls again, which were quickly filled.

Yang Yi stepped on the tablecloth, but the soup bowl was on the car, so it was not affected.

"Give me a bowl too!" Boss Yuan pointed.

The waiter brought another bowl, filled it with soup, and brought it over.

Yang Yi turned his head quietly.

At this time, many waiters standing at the door took a step in at some point. Although not many came in, the invisible oppressive force still made his scalp tingle.

Looking at them like this, they will definitely not be able to leave without finishing their soup.

But what about after drinking?

Is it life or death?

Or is it like those chefs, controlled by the shadows and turned into a tool that can only do work?
He doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.

"This is something my uncle has been working on for a long time. I really can't waste it..."

Picking up his own bowl, Boss Yuan said while drinking, "It tastes really good, hurry up, while it's hot."

Soon, a bowl of soup will be drunk.

Zhang Zhen and Zhao Le looked at each other, they didn't drink because he drank it.

To say that I didn't expect it before, at this time, the other party kept letting them drink it, and Yang Yi was all kinds of weird, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that there might be something wrong with this soup.

"Uncle, we really have something to do, next time..."

Zhao Le smiled sweetly.

Knowing that they were on alert, it would be very difficult to let them drink it. Boss Yuan sighed and shook his head: "Please drink the soup..."

After finishing speaking, several waiters rushed in immediately, came behind Zhang Zhen and Zhao Le, pressed their heads, opened their mouths, and forced down.

"You..." Yang Yi's face changed, and he was about to rush over to stop him, only to realize that he was also surrounded by several people.

"What are you doing, what did you give us to drink, my head is so dizzy..."

After being fed the soup, Zhang Zhen and Zhao Le's expressions changed at the same time, and their bodies fell down slowly.

Seeing them lying on the ground in a coma, Boss Yuan picked up the soup bowl and smiled. In the makeup mirror, the shadow behind him was as black as ink.

Immediately, a gloomy voice sounded.

"Little friend, be good, drink the soup!"

(End of this chapter)