Meal Sweet Home: Farm Lady

Chapter 94 Ancient Waste Oil ([-])
The person in charge of the spoon didn't think it was enough after using up the oil for don't catch leftovers, so he took a spoon to remove the dirty things on the surface of the black oil in the jar, picked up a spoonful of the lower layer of oil, and poured it into the pot.

Nan Yan felt nauseous again, and almost vomited out all the food she ate earlier.Fortunately, she didn't take a few bites of the dishes on the table, because she was too hungry, she just ate the steamed buns.

"Okay, this dish is ready, let's serve it!" The chubby person in charge skillfully put a pot of stir-fried vegetables into a black plate.

No wonder you can't see how dirty the oil is. If you put it on a black plate, of course the color difference is not obvious, so people don't pay attention to it.This restaurant is really in order to save costs, make small profits but sell quickly, and do all kinds of dirty tricks.

The waiter who served the food took the plate, pouted and said, "The attitude of the customer who ordered this dish is really bad. Just now he scolded me like a grandson. I will take revenge on him!"

As he said that, the waiter who was serving the food spat a mouthful of disgusting saliva on the plate in front of everyone in the kitchen.The saliva melts immediately in the high-temperature cooking, and it cannot be recognized by the naked eye.

When everyone in the kitchen saw this, not only did no one stand up to criticize, but they all burst into laughter, giving thumbs up and praising the waiter for a job well done!

Seeing this, Nan Yan felt extremely chilled by the way the kitchen of this restaurant behaved. She felt disgusted and felt that there was no moral bottom line.

Thinking about how my father ate so many dishes made by the back kitchen with such dirty methods, he couldn't help but slowly burn with anger, wishing he could rush over immediately and chop the back kitchen's gang into pieces .

But she was just a weak woman alone, with her flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, she was tied up before she even made a move.

At this time, Zhao Yi came out of the latrine after squatting. He was clutching his abdomen, and his face looked extremely weak.

Seeing this, Nan Yan hurried forward to help him, "Father, are you feeling better?"

Zhao Yi waved his hand and said weakly, "It still hurts a little bit. Your father and I ate too much today."

"No, Daddy, it's not because you ate too much. It's..." Nan Yan didn't continue, because it was useless to tell Zhao Yi at this time, "Daddy, let me help you go back to the front."

Zhao Yi nodded, and Nanyan helped him step by step back to the dining table where he had just eaten.

Qi Yuhao looked up at Zhao Yi, who had a Nan Yan face, and then at Nan Yan, who was full of sorrow, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nan Yan helped Zhao Yi to sit on the stool, and she herself sat beside Qi Yuhao, and then put her ears into Qi Yuhao's ear and talked about what she had just seen in the backyard.

"Gutter oil? What gutter oil?" As an ancient person, Qi Yuhao asked in confusion when he heard such a new word for the first time.

Nan Yan explained to Qi Yuhao in a low voice: "It's a kind of very dirty and dirty cooking oil, such as the oil in the dishes left by the guests, the oil poured into the smelly ditch, and mixing these oils together , repeated use..."

"There are such absurd things?" Qi Yuhao's expression changed in surprise, he never expected that the kitchen in this small restaurant could be so gangster.

Qi Yuhao picked up the chopsticks and touched the dishes in front of him, and he couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the oil under the dishes had indeed turned black.

Thinking about the diners going to the backyard to squat in the toilet just now, this is indeed a big problem.

"Uncle Zhao, is your health better?" Qi Yuhao asked with a frown.

Uncle Zhao waved his hand slightly, "Although I don't intend to go to the toilet anymore, I still feel a faint pain in my abdomen."

With a sound of "ping pong", Qi Yuhao slammed the long chopsticks in his hand on the dish in front of him, startling the boss sitting behind the counter and the waiter in the restaurant.

"Uncle Zhao, sit here and rest for a while, and Nan Yan and I will take you to the doctor later. Before that, I have to deal with some things first."

Said, Qi Yuhao got up quickly, took Nan Yan's arm and went to the kitchen in the backyard of the restaurant together.

The shop owner and shop waiter felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly followed, trying to figure out what happened.

"Where is it? Show me!" Qi Yuhao led Nan Yan to the back kitchen and rushed in.

The guys in the back kitchen didn't understand what happened for a while, and their faces were blank.

Nan Yan broke free from Qi Yuhao's hand holding her arm, trotted directly to the side of the tank of waste oil, pointed to the tank and said, "This is it!"

The cook who was in charge of the spoon immediately understood, stretched out his hand and pushed Nan Yan aggressively, picked up a spoonful of gutter oil from the tank with a spoon, and was about to splash it on Nan Yan's face!

"Troublemaker, stop!" Qi Yuhao threatened, jumped up like lightning, jumped to the direction where Nan Yan was pushed, hugged her into his arms, and then turned around several times before avoiding the push. Splashed gutter oil.

Thick black gutter oil was splashed on the door, sticky and dripping, it was extremely disgusting!
"Who are you two, how dare you come to the backyard of my restaurant to act wild! Come on, tie up these two people for me!" The shop owner immediately understood that these two people found the dirty kitchen in his backyard. Secretly, while full of nervousness, in order not to let the matter get out, the two people were forced to be imprisoned here.

A few guys obediently brought a bundle of rope from the wall, and rushed towards Nanyan and Qi Yuhao.

"What a bunch of unrepentant and savage people!" Nan Yan cursed bitterly.

Qi Yuhao saw a few guys approaching them with ropes, kicked his legs hard, and stared at the three or two guys to the ground.

"Damn, don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you have two punches!" The shop owner still didn't give up, and ordered again: "Guys, take the kitchen knife and chop it up for me!"

The owner of this shop not only has a dark heart in business, but also has a vicious heart, completely disregarding the life and death of others.The guys are naturally timid, after all, it is illegal to cut or kill people.

"You shrinking turtles, what are you afraid of? I have Lao Tzu covering you, you are afraid of a turtle bastard!" The shop owner said bitterly with a fierce look on his face.

"Guys, come on! The boss has said so, and I'm afraid of a bird!" The five big and three thick spoons echoed, and also rushed forward with a few guys holding a kitchen knife.

"A group of things that don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!" Qi Yuhao said coldly, he carefully protected Nan Yan in his body, and with his strong and flexible long legs, he gave these dog legs with kitchen knives to him. All fell to the ground.

The five big and three rough people in charge of the spoon were kicked down by Qi Yuhao and fell into his oil pan full of hot oil, and immediately bounced up, screaming pain, pain, pain...

The boss looked at the scene in front of him, thinking that this man's kung fu is really extraordinary, he was stunned for a while, not knowing how to get better.

Qi Yuhao pulled Nan Yan away from his arms, and approached the unscrupulous shop owner step by step.

"You, don't come here..." The shop owner's face turned purple with fright, and he took whatever he saw on the ground, wanting to make a defensive offensive.

"Please, don't come over here!" The store owner was so scared that he was about to pee because of Qi Yuhao's aura, and continued to back away timidly.

Further back is the straw nest, and the shop owner has five ways to retreat.

"Hero, be merciful, be merciful!" The short shop owner was frightened and leaned on the straw nest, begging for mercy with his palms folded.

Qi Yuhao still approached him step by step, the shop owner fumbled for a fire stick from behind him, picked it up and hit Qi Yuhao in the face, as if he was making a final struggle.

This little trick was Qi Yuhao's opponent, Qi Yuhao leaned back vigilantly and successfully avoided the fire stick.When the fire stick struck again, he caught it tightly with one hand, and never let go.

The shop owner couldn't get the fire stick out of Qi Yuhao's hand no matter what, so he just gave up.

"Do you know who I am? I am the younger brother of the county master's wife's brother's uncle's sister-in-law's sister-in-law..." The shop owner even described his relationship with the county master with a long series of irrelevant relationships. Come.

Qi Yuhao pretended to be a deaf ear, he raised the fire stick and was about to slam it at the shop owner!

"Man, don't, man!" The shop owner, who was afraid of pain, covered his head with his hands, tears of fear rolled in his eyes, "Man, as long as you are merciful, don't reveal the secrets of the back kitchen of my restaurant, you I'll give you whatever you want. Don't you just want money? I'll give you whatever you want, as long as I can afford it..."

Qi Yuhao raised the fire stick high and dropped it on his head, just to frighten him.

"I don't want your filthy money! I want you to bring this vat of dirty oil to the gate of the restaurant, and write down how you, the back kitchen, cook dirty dishes on weekdays, causing serious discomfort to all the diners. process. And make a guarantee that you will never use this filthy oil for cooking in the future, the kitchen will be kept clean, and there will be no guarantee of dirty process!" Qi Yuhao issued an order.

"No, no, I can't do this! If I do this, my restaurant should be closed! My restaurant has not been open for a long time, so I can't just give up all my previous efforts! Good man, except for this, I can promise you everything else , please let my restaurant survive! I have an old man on the top, and a young man on the bottom..."

There are old people on the top, and young people on the bottom... What an old-fashioned rhetoric!No one is old at the top and young at the bottom.Even if you are an orphan, there are still people to be grateful for when you grow up...

Qi Yuhao once again raised the fire stick with a fierce look on his face, intending to hit the shop owner on the head.

"Don't, don't, don't, good man! I, I'll just do it..." The shop owner finally nodded in agreement.

At this time, everyone in the kitchen was lying on the floor in a disorganized state.Nan Yan watched from the side, full of admiration for Qi Yuhao in her heart.

Under the supervision of Qi Yuhao, the owner of the shop wrote a letter of confession, and sent someone to carry the big jar of waste oil to the front door of the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)