Chapter 54 I Didn’t Add Additives
At night, Chef Jin is used to reviewing today's cooking records alone after closing.
Looking over the computer, he carefully recalled today's mistakes and the inspirations he jotted down. Chef Jin has always believed that it is this diligence and seriousness that has made him stand out in the culinary world.
Boom boom boom, boom boom.
Is someone chopping meat?
Chef Jin listened intently. It didn't sound like that; the sound was intermittent and irregular. All the employees had gone home, and he must be the only one left in the shop.
Walking in the direction of the sound, Chef Jin was a little puzzled. Could it be a rat? It shouldn't be. Safety and hygiene are the top priority in his restaurant. There are absolutely no disgusting hygiene issues.
Boom boom boom boom!
The sound became more and more urgent, as if someone was chopping meat or knocking on the table. In short, it sounded very impatient.
Snap——
As Chef Jin walked into the kitchen, the kitchen knife fell in front of him.
The scene before him made Chef Jin, who always prided himself on being brave, have an absurd idea - there was a ghost.
But he didn't believe it. "Is there anyone there?"
"Xiao Liu? Awang?"
Chef Jin walked around the kitchen, calling out the names of his employees, but these people had just said they would see him tomorrow half an hour ago and had already gone home.
He seemed to be giving himself courage, shouting as he walked, and even called out the name of the calico cat in the home of the girl at the front desk.
"ah!!!"
There were two clicks, and the kitchen light dimmed and then brightened, followed by the sound of a conversation.
“Someone is there.”
"He's talking, there must be someone there." The voice was deep but with some helplessness.
"They say this place is haunted. Maybe it's a ghost." The clear voice was smiling, as if he was very satisfied with the prank he had just played. Obviously, he was holding the kitchen light switch.
"Stop it. How can you interrogate them if they're scared?" Another deep voice sounded. How many people came?
"Okay..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped in front of Chef Jin, scaring him so much that he almost screamed out.
"Chef Jin?" Qin Qinsen looked extremely polite, and there was no sign that he had deliberately pressed the switch just now.
He nodded, glanced behind the person, and asked in surprise, "Boss Teng? Why are you here?"
"You know me." Teng Su raised an eyebrow. This was going to be a difficult situation. If Qin Qinsen played him badly, and Chef Jin went out and told everyone about it, Teng Su's good reputation would be wiped out.
Chef Jin cleared his throat and said, "I often see you on financial programs and in magazines."
Celebrity. Qin Qinsen raised his eyebrows at Teng Su and turned his head to ask, "What are you doing in the store?"
Why do you care about what I do in my own shop?
No, Chef Jin suddenly realized, "How did you get in?!"
"I knocked on the door, but you didn't seem to hear it." Qin Qinsen spread his hands helplessly.
"So I pried the door open." A deep voice came from behind Teng Su. It was Lu Zhi.
Chef Jin became even more angry, "You are acting like a bandit!"
"Absolutely not, you didn't open the door." Qin Qinsen followed the smell to the cabinet where the spices were stored, "Did you buy these spices?"
"Right." Chef Jin replied subconsciously, "No! This is the kitchen, get out now! Don't touch anything!"
Chef Jin has extremely high requirements for catering hygiene. When he saw Qin Qinsen reaching into the locker without wearing a mask or gloves, he immediately wanted to kick him out.
"Don't move."
The originally smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, and Qin Qinsen's profile became a little gloomy.
Chef Jin paused, feeling a little frightened.
"I told you not to move, but you didn't understand?" Qin Qinsen turned his head and glanced at Chef Jin.
Before Chef Jin could retort that he hadn't moved at all, a figure wearing a chef's hat and an apron appeared out of nowhere beside him, holding the kitchen knife that had just fallen.
"Who are you?!" Chef Jin pointed at the chef who suddenly appeared and asked sternly.
"You don't know him?" Qin Qinsen asked in confusion.
"I don't know him." He firmly denied.
"So he follows you everywhere?"
"What the hell?!" Chef Jin's accent came out.
From the moment he entered the door, Qin Qinsen discovered that although the name of the restaurant was Tai Tai, it did not give people a weird feeling. Instead, the decoration was very thoughtful, which made guests feel more comfortable and relaxed when dining.
There are no "stuff" that should not be brought from Southeast Asia, it is clean and fresh.
The closer he got to the kitchen, the more pronounced the sinister aura became. Entering the kitchen, Qin Qinsen saw the chef ghost, knife in hand, following behind Chef Jin, his face etched with sinister intent. He looked more like an enemy than a companion.
"Please take the initiative to express your demands, don't force me to do it."
Qin Qinsen pressed down the raised kitchen knife with a forced smile.
'Get out of my kitchen!'
Chef Jin yelled, "What do you mean your kitchen? This is my kitchen!"
Well, he has a strong sense of territory, he is not afraid of ghosts and will defend his territory to the death.
Everyone looked at Chef Jin with even more strange eyes. Qin Qinsen almost couldn't hold it in. "What are you doing in someone else's kitchen? Practicing knife skills?"
He is full of evil spirit and has a gloomy face. He looks unapproachable no matter how you look at him.
'Humph, idiot.'
"I say, you ghosts can't just finish your words in one breath. You have to answer every question I ask, right?" Qin Qinsen was a little impatient.
He sat in the mall office all day, waiting for the mall to close and all the customers to leave so that he could move around. But this ghost had no sympathy for his fatigue from waiting all day, and insisted on imitating Teng Su's frugal words.
'snort! '
With another snort, the chef ghost was very disdainful of Qin Qinsen's words. Under his control, the knives neatly arranged in the kitchen were unsheathed, and the tips of the knives were pointed at Qin Qinsen.
"So wild?" Qin Qinsen was not afraid at all. He kicked Chef Jin away in the shocked eyes of Chef Ghost, made a spell with his hand and pointed it at Chef Jin's eyebrows, muttering something.
The chef ghost felt his scalp tighten and he immediately lost his strength. The floating knives fell to the ground with a crackling sound. Chef Jin cried out while collecting the knives to clean them again.
Unlike Chef Jin who was worried about the kitchen knife, Qin Qinsen's face was as cold as frost at this moment, and he pointed his sword directly at the chef ghost's forehead, "Kill the ghost chef."
As the name suggests, a ghost chef who enjoys killing ghosts.
"You are a living person, why do you care so much! I can kill whoever I want!"
"But you killed a ghost in Fangyue Mall, that's not right."
Ordinary ghosts simply couldn't get close to Fangyue Mall, but the Ghost Chefs were different. They were extremely vicious and specialized in killing ghosts. From evil spirits to wandering souls, they could kill them all. Even the ghost messengers would hide away when they saw them.
The Killing Ghost Chef is the ghost messenger that evil ways dream of the most - he is disliked by people and ghosts, and he is very powerful, which is what ghosts fear most.
"No wonder there's soul-attracting grass in the spices. You must have manipulated Chef Jin to do that," Qin Qinsen affirmed. "It's a good idea, but unfortunately Fangyue Mall has its own protection. Any wandering souls attracted by it will quickly wake up and flee. You don't have a chance to attack at all."
This is also the reason why Qin Qinsen didn't find the ghost chef in the first place. It was too clean, and there was no way to think in other directions.
"Idiot!" Qin Qinsen's words stung the ghost chef's heart, making him roll his eyes and glare at Chef Jin.
"What soul-guiding grass? I didn't add any additives!"
Chef Jin hurriedly proved himself and even took out his food safety certificate.
"It's none of your business. Go wash your knife." Lu Zhi stopped Chef Jin and stood between him and the Ghost Killer Chef.
The ghost-killing chef, unable to move, grinned grimly, "So what? I can go wherever I want. I'm comfortable here. I have all the knives I need. I can chop meat if I want, or make boneless meat if I want. It's very convenient."
"You're just talking nonsense. You didn't even kill a single ghost, so you can only chop the air to vent your anger." Qin Qinsen moved quickly. He tied up the ghost-killing chef and put a yellow talisman on him just in case.
"Let's go to Ning'an Temple, Chef Jin."
"Huh?" Chef Jin paused as he washed his knife. "Why? I have to open the shop tomorrow."
Qin Qinsen held his forehead helplessly, thinking that this man was really stupid and bold. With such a big evil ghost next to him, he still had the mind to wash the knife.
"Brother, you've been possessed by the Killing Ghost Chef for who knows how long. Hurry and go to Ning'an Temple to get rid of the bad luck."
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