i have a restaurant

Chapter 18 Showdown, Stop Pretending

Lu Xiaomi put the manjushahua on the water tank.

This time Manzhushahua did not sink directly to the bottom like the previous treasures.

Instead, it floated in the middle of the water.

【Congratulations to the host, you have received a special customer. This customer may become a long-term customer. The bonus points are 99 points. Your current points are enough to redeem a new store. Do you want the host to redeem it immediately? 】

"Don't exchange it for now, save it first." Lu Xiaomi said, put the sliced ​​onion, ginger and garlic into the pot and fry until fragrant. After the aroma, put the washed snails in and stir fry.

When the spatula collided with the delicious food, the smell wafted out of the kitchen. The hunchbacked old man's nose moved, and he thought, this kid has a good grasp of the fire, and the smell of the snail is quite authentic, but I don't know if it has the smell of his childhood up.

On the other hand, when Lu Xiaomi was frying the snails, he had almost soaked the potato noodles. When the two phases collided, and a little white wine was added, the snail noodles with a unique flavor of spicy, refreshing, sour and hot were ready.

Push open the kitchen door.

The aroma was completely liberated, and the hunchbacked old man licked the corners of his mouth, and had already taken a pair of chopsticks to taste and appreciate it.

After Lu Xiaomi opened the door, Mo Yun rubbed his nose, slapped him and said, "What stinks so much!"

Seeing snail noodles, Mo Yun's face showed a bit of disgust: "Snail noodles is this stinky thing? Doesn't it look delicious?" Although Mo Yun's voice was full of doubts, his hands touched it honestly. I got a pair of chopsticks, and wanted to wait for the old man to pick one up and taste it without noticing.

In his heart, he doesn't believe that snail noodles are bad food. He thinks that snail noodles are almost like stinky tofu, which smells stinky and tastes good.

But how could Mo Yun's thoughts escape Lu Xiaomi's eyes, she pressed Mo Yun's hand and said: "Don't move, there are some snail noodles left in the kitchen, you can eat them, remember to put them away after eating." The kitchen is tidied up."

When Mo Yun heard that there was something to eat, he didn't care about Lu Xiaomi ordering her to clean up, and ran into the kitchen in a hurry.

When he entered, he closed the kitchen door wisely.

On the other hand, after tasting the softness and refreshing taste of the snail noodles, the old man with a hunchback went to pick up a sour bamboo shoot, ate a snail, closed his eyes, felt the soup blooming in his taste buds, and felt that he had been an official in the underworld since his death. Afterwards, there was a taste that he had never experienced before, and the corners of the hunchbacked old man's eyes were a little moist.

When he was alive, he worked overtime every day until the early hours of the morning, and all the stores were closed. Only the downstairs of his home, where his mother's snail noodles were still open.

Although when he came home, his mother was lying on the table and was about to fall asleep, but as soon as she saw him coming back, her mother would immediately go into the kitchen and give him a bowl of snail noodles, saying, "Eat a bowl of noodles quickly. With food in my stomach, I won’t be cold when I sleep at night.”

"It's so delicious, it really is the authentic snail noodles in Liuzhou." The hunchbacked old man had unknowingly killed half of the snail noodles. He looked at Lu Xiaomi with a smile in his cloudy eyes, "Yun Xie Food The museum really lives up to its reputation.”

Lu Xiaomi scratched her head, and she could clearly see that the spiritual power contained in the snail powder had not dissipated from the hunchbacked old man's body.

The hunchbacked old man probably hasn't experienced the amazing feeling of spiritual power entering the body and being fully absorbed. She hesitated, and said, "Do you want to praise after eating? I'm afraid that you will finish all the words of praise in your heart. Talk."

Hearing Lu Xiaomi's words, the old man glared and said with a sneer: "Although I admit that the snail noodles you made are delicious, but children, you are young." Don't be too arrogant and arrogant.

Before the old man could utter the words behind, he suddenly felt a wonderful force melt into his limbs, and he couldn't help moaning out of comfort.

The old man felt so ashamed, but the feeling that his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and his bones suddenly became tougher was wonderful.

"This, what's going on here, it's amazing." The hunchbacked old man could vaguely feel that the changes in his body were related to the bowl of snail noodles he ate, but the connection made him a little unbelievable.

"Have you ever thought about opening a branch?" the hunchbacked old man put down his chopsticks and asked.

Lu Xiaomi thought, yes, of course, I not only want to open a new store, I also want to open the store in the underworld, but I don't know if you, the city god, agree or not.

"How do you say it?" Lu Xiaomi asked with a smile.

"I've thought about it, most of the customers are ghosts recently, and I'm thinking about opening a restaurant on Huangquan Road in the underworld, but I can only think about this kind of thing." Lu Xiaomi shook her head.

"Who said you can only think about it, drive, drive right away, I'll take the green passage for you." The hunchbacked old man raised his hand and said excitedly, and he didn't realize what was wrong after speaking, he seemed to have taken off his own vest.

"Uh, you are." Lu Xiaomi asked politely, pretending to guess the identity of the hunchbacked old man, but she was not sure.

"I'm the city god of this area." The hunchbacked old man stroked his beard and decided, it's time for a showdown, no more pretending.

Lao Tzu is the most domineering and arrogant manager of the underworld in this area, the City God.

"I've heard about what happened to you in the past few days. Your food is indeed edible for ghosts as rumored, and it tastes good. It's just that your way of letting ghosts exchange memories for food is inappropriate." Chenghuang rubbed his chin and said: "I have an idea, you open a food restaurant in the underworld, I can help arrange the construction, transportation and waiters, the green passage will be arranged for you, but your food restaurant in Yangjian can't serve ghosts anymore , Even if it is entertaining, it is not allowed to use memory to exchange food, can it be done?"

Lu Xiaomi nodded, "The little girl knows the rules, even the city god said so, the little girl should follow suit."

"Then when will you come to the underworld to open a shop?" Chenghuang rubbed his hands excitedly and asked Lu Xiaomi, the only thing that can be eaten in the underworld is tribute.

As for the tributes, there were only a few of them back and forth, nothing new, and he was already tired of eating them.

"It may not work now, I don't have the right person to help me manage the second store." Lu Xiaomi apologized.

"Is it because there are not enough people? I can pick it out for you." As he spoke, Chenghuang took out a stack of materials from his bag, "This tall, handsome and elegant man has studied food for 30 years, and he is still studying food after his death. He is a Ph. D., and he is good as a cook. This is a chef in a five-star hotel. He has studied abroad and is a talented student. You can see that he looks so good with a crew cut. Let him be a waiter for you. There must be many female ghosts. Come to check in, and this one, named Feng Yi, his family is a family of cooks, and his family has been cooks for generations. It is said that he can cook at the age of three, and at the age of seven, he can cook delicious dishes comparable to Michelin five-star. It’s the cook who lost his tongue, couldn’t taste the taste, and committed suicide because he suddenly couldn’t taste the taste. It’s a pity, such a good person, forget it, I’m showing you some other people’s information.” Chenghuang took out a few more stacks of materials from the bag.

"No, just this person, this person, he is suitable to be the store manager, can I have a look at this person?" Lu Xiaomi picked up all the information related to this person named Feng Yi, and carefully read it from beginning to end.

"Aren't you thinking about other people?" Chenghuang asked.

Lu Xiaomi shook his head, "He is the only one, he is very suitable." He knows how to make various dishes, has been a cook, and has a lot of experience. It just so happens that he has lost his precious sense of taste.

This man has the ability and needs.

And Lu Xiaomi has a system, which can be exchanged for the medicine that makes the ghost have a sense of taste, which can help this person.

When Lu Xiaomi saw Feng Yi, the rumored genius chef, her pupils shrank.

Feng also has a pair of green pupils, a good face, distinct features, very beautiful.

And with strong arms, even if he is not a cook, when he is a human being.

This figure and this face are what ordinary people yearn for.

"Do you still have no sense of taste?" Lu Xiaomi asked.

Feng Yi shook his head, smiled wryly, and didn't care about Lu Xiaomi's appearance, so he poked at his sore spots.

"I have a bottle of medicine here, which can cure your lack of taste. The price is that your soul will belong to me forever from now on. Would you like to drink it?" Lu Xiaomi said and opened her hand. A purple medicine bottle was lying on it.

"Why don't you dare, I'm dead anyway." Even if the purple medicine is poison, it won't kill him now.

What if the sense of taste comes back?

Feng Yi is now a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he will try everything, he twists open the bottle, and drank the contents in one gulp.

After drinking, Feng Yi was stunned, he covered his mouth, he couldn't believe the feeling in his mouth just now.

"Isn't it sweet?" Lu Xiaomi said, taking out some chocolates from his pocket and handing them to Feng Yi, "You might as well eat some chocolates as an experiment."

Feng Yi tried it immediately, opened the wrapping paper of the chocolate, and put it in his mouth.

The chocolate was smooth and slightly bitter, a taste he hadn't tasted for a long time.

He chewed a couple of mouthfuls, then tore off the wrapping paper, and put a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

Feeling the two pieces of chocolate melting on the tip of his tongue, feeling the sweetness of the melted chocolate sticking to his tongue, his eyes were blurred, and his tears fell like water that had been opened.

Lu Xiaomi tore open the package, put a piece of chocolate into her mouth and said, "It's useless for you to cry, your soul is mine already, you have already sold your soul, if you betray me, you will be pulled Go to the eighteenth level of hell, and there will be no reincarnation forever."

Lu Xiaomi knew that Feng also cried because he found that his sense of taste had recovered, and wept with joy, not because of fear, but the process of recruiting employees still had to go, after all, don't scare this person's courage.

What if she doesn't make money for herself and makes trouble for herself everywhere?
"Also, sign this, the store manager's contract, you will stay with me for a few days, and I will inspect you for a few days. If you pass the test, I will run the new gourmet restaurant in the underworld for you, but if You are unqualified, I can take away your sense of taste at any time, did you hear me clearly?" Lu Xiaomi pinched Feng Yi's chin and said condescendingly.

Feng Yi: Well-behaved, nod your head, listen clearly, I will definitely do a good job.

(End of this chapter)