I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

When Zhao Bai woke up, the sky was just a little bright, and the moon and the sun were hanging in the sky at the same time.

Although he only slept for five hours, Zhao Bai drank the drink mixed with mint juice and salt and lemon, and he was refreshed and didn't look tired at all.

The Chiyou Cannon spat out transparent ice cubes, Zhao Bai took two pieces and put them on his forehead, took a deep breath, and quietly looked over.

The clean and tidy nun's clothes hung by the side of her bed without a single fold. Anytime, as long as a subordinate passed by, Teresa would put on the clothes at the speed of sound, transforming from a dead house to a solemn nun who abides by the etiquette, no process required. .

Like a tortoise shrinking its head, this is some kind of stress response, completely instinctive.

Not daring to wake the sleeping Theresa, Zhao Bai moved gently and quietly closed the door.

Zhao Bai said to himself: "Although I already knew it, I still can't believe that such a weak body can actually be the principal of St. Freya Academy."

And her age is completely different from her body.

He couldn't say the last half of the sentence. Theresa has the insight of the Honkai Beast. If she speaks badly about her, she will definitely know it, and then there will be revenge, which may be punished by Deli. Sarah played games without sleep.

The lack of sleep hits the chef's taste buds very hard, and if it wasn't for saving people, he wouldn't stay up late.

Motorcycles wandered around the campus. Zhao Bai chose a remote road, jumped over the fountain and flower beds, faced the rising sun, and landed on the arc dome of the cafeteria.

This is Zhao Bai's kingdom.

The cafeteria is huge, and his shop is in an inconspicuous corner. The back kitchen originally in St. Freya is full of retired war cooks from Russia. The cooking is extremely greasy, and the milk and oil do not need money. Add to the pot.

It seems that only Russian mercenaries are good at this. Zhao Bai's slightly light Asian restaurant opened, and the canteen's business was immediately hit hard.

"Zhao's restaurant."

Zhao Bai's store name is very simple, followed by a line of small black characters engraved, very arrogant: "Only what you can't think of, there is nothing that my old Zhao can't do."

The restaurant is composed of a large amount of solid wood. There is a faint scent of pine in the air, which is stained by fireworks. It smells very good. Several wooden tables are scattered in an elegant pattern.

But the back kitchen is an alloy iron gate, which is out of tune with the elegance of the restaurant, as if there is some hidden secret.

St. Freya Academy has recently circulated a strange rumor that there are three unknown places in the academy, namely the office of the headmaster Theresa, the dormitory of history teacher Walter Young, and Mr. Zhao's back kitchen.

These gossips from nowhere have nothing to do with Zhao Bai, he just doesn't want people to see the process of cooking.

Zhao Bai only considers the emotions of customers.

After all, not everyone can accept that the fried chicken nuggets they eat are made by high-energy laser beams.

Zhao Bai sorted out the signboard, put on an apron, put on a chef hat and got ready to go, and finally entered the working state.

The first customer arrives.

Jingle bells, the melodious wind chimes rang, and the one who pushed the door and entered was a familiar figure, a light gray ponytail spectacled lady, monitor Fu Hua who had a good relationship with Zhao Bai.

Zhao Bai's restaurant is the only place where Fu Hua has never worked. The reason is very simple. The secret of the back kitchen cannot be exposed, and Zhao Bai does not want to pay more than one person's salary.

Fu Hua was ready to go, as if he just got off work from the casino, but there was no tiredness in his eyes. Fu Hua stretched out his finger and called for a refreshing breakfast.

"Have a cup of mint tea."

Zhao Bai held the menu: "Supersaturated fats and carbohydrates make you drowsy, you'd better eat some fruit salad."

"Then some fruit salad, please."

Fu Hua sighed: "I don't know why, in the entire St. Freya workplace, only Zhao, your restaurant, does not accept my job application."

"It's very simple, staff meals are free, but customers have to pay for food."

Zhao Bai answered neither humble nor arrogant.

ps: I try to update the meal time... I don't know if this is a food article or a funny article.

Chapter 4: You still don’t understand lolicon

"Is that so?"

Fu Hua is also free and easy, her expression has not changed in the slightest, as if this is just a beautiful misunderstanding, she is not craving free employee meals at all, but sincerely wants to work here.

"Zhao Bai, you and I are both from Shenzhou, and I know a little about Shenzhou cuisine. Why don't you let me work part-time."

"It may be because your surname is not Zhao."

"Is it a family inheritance?" Fu Hua lowered his head and pondered: "So it is, in this era, there is such an ancient family inheritance idea, which is really confusing."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Zhao Bai said without hearing it, and took it back to the back kitchen to process the vegetables. In order to take care of the taste of Fuhua Shenzhou people, he arbitrarily replaced the salad dressing with a hot and sour red sauce.

good results.

Fu Hua chewed on the cabbage, the aroma of olive oil neutralized the bitterness of the vegetables, served with a hot and sour red sauce, the taste was nostalgic, and he ate the vegetables in a hurry, Fu Hua wiped his mouth to say goodbye to Zhao Bai, and at the same time made a vow .

"One day, I will let you accept my resume, otherwise my resume of working emperor will be stained."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Zhao Bai knew that he would never hire her, but he didn't want to break Fu Hua's confidence, so he could only encourage her.

Customers come and go, from all over the world, with different food requirements.Zhao Bai tried to make paella, traditional Italian thin-bottomed pizza, Japanese-style Sapporo Shin ramen, and old Yanjing mutton.

I have to say that the Heavenly Fire Holy Inquisition is really useful, there is no smoke, it is clean and hygienic, and the firepower is fierce.

The wind bell rang again.