My staff is inhuman

Chapter 43 Try it, it's really delicious

"Oh!"

Hearing the doorman's introduction, Wang Bin lowered his head with embarrassment on his face.

Although he has admired this restaurant for a long time.

However, it was embarrassing for him to regard the people who died 30 years ago as the cultural history of the restaurant.

Just like the century-old shops newly opened on the street.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see the four characters Qianlong Yuci. The following will introduce the story of how Qianlong fell into trouble and how he was amazed by this delicacy.

You have to ask, true or false.

Who cares.

Just watch the excitement, what if someone believes it?
Wang Bin did not expect that this is an old routine from many years ago, and it can still appear in the restaurant he touts so much. It is really...

Low has to pick his feet.

Thinking of this, he looked back at Zhang Yi with some embarrassment.

However, Zhang Yi seemed to be engrossed in listening.

Fortunately, he didn't eat any good pork either.

Wang Bin breathed a sigh of relief.

The doorman didn't seem to notice Wang Bin's embarrassment, but when he saw Zhang Yi staring at the photo beside him with a serious expression, he immediately summoned up his energy to introduce.

"Mr. Tang is good at famous dishes from Shandong, Sichuan, Guangdong, Huaiyang, etc. He has also restored several secret palace dishes that have been lost for a long time. These meals are now invisible outside...

"

"Ahem, come here, my friend is still waiting for me."

Seeing the doorman talking endlessly, Wang Bin could only interrupt him with a dark face.

"Okay, please follow me."

The doorman turned around and led the way with a smile on his face, but when the doorman turned around, his face was obviously disappointed.

The outside of the hotel is inconspicuous, but the interior decorations all reveal a luxurious style.

"welcome."

When the waiters saw them approaching, they would stop and wait for Zhang Yi and the others to leave before moving on.

Wang Bin likes this feeling very much. Every time he enjoys this kind of service, he will feel lucky in his heart.

If I hadn't chosen the anchor industry, I might not have come to this kind of place to eat at all, let alone enjoy such service and treatment.

Corresponding to the pride in his heart, he is even more unwilling. The failure of the last live broadcast caused him to lose a lot of fans. The next live broadcast, no matter what, will come up with a big news.

"Huh? Zhang Yi, what are you looking at?"

After Wang Bin took two steps, he felt that there was no one beside him. When he looked back, he found that Zhang Yi was staring at the photos in the corridor.

When I came over to take a look, I found that he was still looking at the information of the founder of this restaurant.

"Don't look, let's come again when we have a chance."

"Ah."

Zhang Yi nodded, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

This Mr. Tang, the last time he came, was probably aimed at Yang Mei.

I didn't do anything at that time, maybe I was afraid of the shrine in the store.

Although I didn't see any problems with this store, this was precisely the biggest problem.

Behind the luxurious decoration is the promotion of this store, which is almost like ten steps and one post.

Photos of soup, stories about soup, and promotion of soup are almost everywhere.

It seems that someone is deliberately promoting him.

Is this really just to promote corporate culture?
At this time, the doorman walking in front pointed to the box in front of him:
"Hi sir, here we are. This box is called Longlin Guizi. The first dish created by Mr. Tang is served, which means that the dragon will give birth to a precious son, and the wish will come to the door."

"Oh, I see."

Wang Bin pulled Linlin into the door.

"Oh, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

There were already people waiting in the box, and they came up to meet Wang Bin immediately after seeing him.

"Sorry, the intersection is a bit congested. Let me introduce you. This is my brother Zhang Yi, and this is Mr. Li."

"Hello." Zhang Yi nodded slightly.

"Okay, okay, let's take a seat first."

Mr. Li responded with a smile, and ignored Zhang Yi. The protagonist of the banquet itself was only Wang Bin, and Mr. Li didn't care about the others.

Zhang Yi didn't care about this either. In fact, he cared more about this restaurant.

Mr. Li and Wang Bin sat together and began to flatter each other.

Zhang Yi looked at the promotional menu on the table.

Open it and see that the first page is still promoting Mr. Tang, and next to almost every dish, there will be some introductions of Mr. Tang.

This pervasive propaganda made Zhang Yi very uncomfortable.

"Ding Ding!"

At this time, two waiters came in pushing the dining car, and as usual, eight cold dishes were served first.

Although it's just a cold dish, every dish is eye-catching.

"What kind of dish is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Linlin pointed to the dish in front of her and asked the waiter.

"Hello, this dish is called Qingshan Yingcui Song. It is cooked with fresh Tricholoma edulis, and made with Chinese toon seedlings, pine nuts, sweet beans, celery and some spices. It is sweet and refreshing. .”

The waiter patiently explained how to make it.

"Oh."

Linlin nodded.

Afterwards, for each dish, the waiter will describe the name and preparation method of the dish in detail.

Everyone also picked up their chopsticks and tasted it.

As the waiter said, the taste of each dish is unique, and the main focus is refreshing and taste.

Even cold dishes, the taste and color seem to be perfect.

"Well, it's delicious. When I came here, I was worried that the car would overturn."

Linlin picked up the chopsticks and put the Qingshan Yingcui Song dish introduced by the waiter just now in her mouth.

The combination of Chinese toon and sweet beans, together with the refreshing taste of parsley, and the crisp and springy taste of mushrooms, really make people feel that they will never get tired of eating.

"How could it be possible to overturn the car?"

Wang Bin put the dish into his mouth proudly, and it tasted more and more delicious.

"Isn't that the article posted by Gourmet Fungus, saying that the food here is superficial, the price is expensive, and the goods are not right? It's all a marketing hype."

"Hehe, do you believe this kind of blogger's words? It's even more fake than ours."

Wang Bin was full of contempt.

The live broadcast circle is not big, but there is also a chain of disdain. At least their kind of anchors who rely on their own skills to make a living, even if the plot is well-designed, they still look down on this kind of anchors who eat and drink for nothing with a stern face.

"Oh, it's her, I have a little impression."

Mr. Li remembered who this gourmet fungus was.

"Oh, a few days ago, she wanted to visit the store, but the appointment was half a year later, so she asked someone to find me, and wanted to bring her to visit the store this time, but I didn't agree."

"Then it's not wrong, this guy didn't come in at all, and just wrote an article to hack this store."

Wang Bin has heard about the methods of these food bloggers for a long time, and he doesn't know where their sense of superiority comes from.

"Don't tell me, this trick seems to be quite useful. I heard that someone from this store contacted her and seemed to reschedule her."

"That's fine, that's right now. This kind of person can't survive three episodes in a TV series. It's too annoying."

Wang Bin complained.

"I'll go out for a while." At this moment Zhang Yi stood up from the chair.

Although the food is good, but he is not in the mood to eat it now. Seeing the waiter walking out, he simply followed him out to have a look.

"Oh, come back early, we won't wait for you."

Wang Bin didn't care when he saw it, he just thought it was Zhang Yi's first visit and wanted to visit.

Walking out of the box, Zhang Yi glanced around first, then walked along the corridor to the hotel.

"Sir, what do you need?"

After not taking two steps, a waiter took the initiative to greet him and asked.

"No, I'm full, let's take a look at the corporate culture of your hotel."

Zhang Yi pointed to the photo on the wall.

"Then you can go to the third floor to have a look."

"The third floor?"

"Yes, there is Mr. Tang's personal portrait on it, as well as his life diary and an exhibition of living objects."

The waiter's eyes were shining, and he seemed to have an idol-like sense of worship for Mr. Tang.

To be able to achieve this level of corporate culture, not to mention the craftsmanship of this Mr. Tang, this method is also a must.

Zhang Yi looked up and down the waiter to make sure that he was not bewitched.

"Okay, let me see."

As he spoke, he walked towards the third floor. After taking two steps, Zhang Yi glanced back and found that the waiter was still standing there, looking at him with a smile.

He obviously smiled sincerely, but Zhang Yi's heart was unspeakably twisted, he turned his head and accelerated to move forward.

Walking up the stairs, Zhang Yi saw various photos of Mr. Tang on the wall when he reached the second floor.

But without exception, all are black and white photos.

If this is really Zhang Shulai's place, shouldn't it be Zhang Shulai's photo?
But it's no surprise when you think about it.

Since Mr. Tang was able to come to his store that night, it meant that he had escaped Zhang Shulai's control.

As it is now, I am afraid that he wants to imitate Zhang Shulai and send himself to the altar.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand.

Think about it for a moment, if you were a vassal king, and you found that the emperor's restraint on you was useless, would you embrace your own self-respect and replace him?
Just as Zhang Yi was considering whether to continue walking to the third floor.

"Buzz!"

The door of the room in front of him was opened, and a woman came out of the room, and gave Zhang Yi a displeased look.

Oval face, with a little baby fat, and a mole on the left cheek, but it doesn't affect it overall.

The woman turned her head and saw the waiter standing not far away. She immediately walked up angrily and said angrily:

"Where is your manager? Is this food for people? I spent so much money, the food you serve me is not as good as what I eat on the street."

The woman held a plate in her hand, which contained a well-arranged salad, and she exaggeratedly pointed at the sesame seeds on the salad:

"What is this? A bug? If you don't explain this to me, I'll expose you right away."

The woman shouted loudly, as if she was afraid that others would not hear her.

With a mobile phone in one hand, you have to take a picture of the food in your hand.

The waiter was also a little flustered by this, and quickly explained:
"Hello, this is not a bug, it's the crushed sesame seeds on top. In order to make the salad taste better, we smashed the sesame seeds and sprinkled it on top. It's definitely not a bug."

"You mean, I can't even tell the difference between sesame seeds and bugs, right? I've never seen you guys who can argue like this."

Seeing the woman's commotion getting louder and louder, Zhang Yi must have stayed at a respectful distance in the usual way, so as not to cause trouble.

But now he is willing to be a bystander instead, wanting to see if this woman can lure out the owner of this store by making such a fuss.

The waiter was so scolded by the woman that he couldn't lift his head, and stood aside crying with red eyes.

After a while, a man in a suit rushed over.

The man looked to be in his early thirties, with short hair and a stud in his ear.

First, he softly appeased the waiter who had been wronged and crying.

Then he turned around and walked up to the woman:
"Hello ma'am, I'm the manager of this store. My surname is Zhao. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me."

Manager Zhao's voice was very soft, as soft as cotton.

"With you, can you make the decision?"

"Of course, if you are not satisfied with the dishes, I can make the decision and upgrade the luxury set menu for you, and let the chef cook for you in person."

The woman wanted to say something else.

Manager Zhao leaned forward and whispered a few words in the woman's ear, and the woman suddenly turned angry: "You said that."

"of course."

Dimples appeared on Manager Zhao's face: "Take this lady to the VIP room for dinner."

"Ma'am, this way please."

"Well, that's about the same." The woman turned around and walked back to the private room, picked up her bag, and went to the so-called VIP room under the guidance of the waiter.

Zhang Yi saw that the situation had subsided, and he didn't see anything abnormal about Manager Zhao, so he was about to turn around and walk to the third floor.

"Sir, wait a minute."

"Huh?" Zhang Yi looked back at Manager Zhao, and pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, what happened just now made you laugh."

Manager Zhao stepped forward: "I heard from the waiter in the store that you are very interested in the history of our store."

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Who said that?"

"It doesn't matter, since you like it, I can show you around as a guide."

Faced with this sudden invitation, Zhang Yi instinctively wanted to refuse.

But before he had time to speak, Zhang Yi noticed that several waiters had moved towards him at some point.

The waiters were expressionless, with emptiness in their eyes.

The strange thing is that they are all walking on their toes, even if they are standing still, their toes are raised high.

Through the eyes of ghosts and gods, Zhang Yi saw a vague figure standing behind these waiters.

It finally appeared!
Zhang Yi's heart sank, but he was not surprised by the result. He folded his hands together and twirled the ring on his index finger.

I have a [Vajra Talisman] on me. If I use it with the [Flowing Gold Stick], I only need to knock down the three waiters next to me.

Then activate the ability of [Yemei Pulling Finger], and you should be able to get out of trouble easily.

Zhang Yi quickly planned in his mind.

Until he saw that after Manager Zhao unhurriedly took a crossbow from a waiter, he unhurriedly pointed it at himself.

Zhang Yi's expression suddenly became strange.

"Isn't this illegal!"

"Ornament, not against the law."

Zhang Yi slowly let go of his hand and decorations, but it's not impossible to kill people, especially the wound arrows, which flickered coldly under the light. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like his flesh and blood can bear it. of.

"It seems that I have no better choice."

"this way please!"

Manager Zhao nodded with a smile, handed over the crossbow to the waiter beside him, asked her to stand behind Zhang Yi, and put the crossbow arrows on his back.

As long as Zhang Yi makes a slight movement, this guy will immediately pull the trigger without thinking.

[Vajra Talisman] only cares about spell damage, but not against physical attacks.

A group of people clustered around Zhang Yi.

Manager Zhao stood on the left of Zhang Yi, and on the right and behind him was a waiter who was possessed by a ghost. The boundary between man and ghost seemed to become blurred at this moment.

As he walked forward, more and more waiters followed behind him, and black mold began to grow on the walls of the corridor.

A strong, rancid stench was emanating from the end of the corridor.

"We have noticed you since you entered the store, and we planned to attack you while you were eating dinner, but we didn't expect you to be more impatient than us."

Manager Zhao said as he walked, and after speaking, he glanced at Zhang Yi, and was surprised to see his calm face.

"Aren't you curious, why did we do it to you?"

"Curiosity, what I'm even more curious about is whether you are a human or a ghost."

"You can call us...believers."

Manager Zhao raised his head with a proud expression. In this restaurant, not only himself is a believer, but every waiter is a believer of Mr. Tang.

"believer?"

Zhang Yi pouted: "A believer in ghosts?"

"Correct!"

Manager Zhao affirmed without thinking.

"It's not a big deal. It seems that the vast majority of people believe in ghosts. For example, when people go to the grave on Qingming Festival, people must say "ancestors bless" while worshiping their ancestors."

"It's different."

"What's the difference?"

"Don't forget, many rules and customs in this world are actually serving ghosts and gods.

It is so small that chopsticks cannot be inserted into the rice, and it is so big that it is the worship of ancestors, the location of graves, and so on. "

"Ah!"

Hearing Zhang Yi's sneer, Manager Zhao's face collapsed, and he squinted at Zhang Yi: "What's so funny?"

"Take the bad customs of the old world as the truth, brother, wake up, the Qing Dynasty is dead!"

"I hope you will be so optimistic after meeting your husband."

Manager Zhao stopped and pointed to the door in front of the corridor: "Please come in, sir is waiting for you inside."

"Aren't you together?"

"As believers, we are not qualified to enjoy this treatment."

Before Zhang Yi could open his mouth, there was a tingling pain behind him, the crossbow arrows hitting his back.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi had no choice but to walk forward, and when he came to the door, he put his hand on the doorknob, and the door opened with a "click".

Zhang Yi stood at the door and glanced at the room.

The room was large, and what caught the eye was the exquisite living room furnishings, but Zhang Yi did not see that Mr. Tang.

"boom!"

At this time, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and a crossbow arrow flew past Zhang Yi's ear.

"Sir, please hurry up and remember to close the door."

Manager Zhao held up the reloaded crossbow in his hand, this time he aimed at Zhang Yi's chest.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi had no choice but to go inside, and closed the door casually.

"Ahem, is there anyone?"

No one in the room responded, but in another room, the scrape of knives and forks on dinner plates could be heard.

Following the sound, he pushed open another door in front of him.

A large round table appeared in front of him, and on the table, a woman was facing her back.

Judging from the clothes, this woman is the guy who caused trouble just now.

"Hey!"

Zhang Yi yelled, but the woman didn't respond, her hands squirmed on the table, as if she was eating something, and her mouth made a creaking sound.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi frowned, walked to the dining table step by step, and looked sideways.

On the white dinner plate, a large piece of black skin was constantly being fed into the mouth under the woman's knife and fork.

With the sound of chewing and chewing, bright red drops of blood dripped onto the table and the woman's clothes.

At this time, the woman suddenly raised her head.

Her face was peeled off, and the two eyeballs protruding from the eye sockets looked at Zhang Yi.

The muscles on his face squirmed, blood squeezed out of the flesh and blood on his face, and he squeezed out a bloody smiling face towards Zhang Yi.

Hold up a piece of skin with moles:
"Try it, it's really delicious..."

　Sorry, I wrote a chapter, but it was not very interesting, so I deleted it, and then the two chapters were combined, and the time was a bit late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)