The waiter was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body trembled. He stammered and explained, "Sir, how dare we poison you? This... This must be some kind of misunderstanding."
On the other side, a young woman covered her mouth, tears welling in her eyes. She pointed at the dishes on the table and cried, "You must have used stale ingredients! Look at these dishes, I don't know how long they've been sitting around! My stomach started aching after I ate them, and I started vomiting non-stop. You need to give me an explanation!"
Her companion beside her also nodded repeatedly, his face full of anger and dissatisfaction.
There were a few diners gathered together, talking in a flurry.
"Zhongyueju usually looks quite nice, but I didn't expect something like this to happen. Who would dare to come here in the future?"
"Yeah, if they can't even guarantee food safety, how can they open a restaurant?"
"I think they just want to make money and don't care about our lives!"
Various accusations and complaints were heard one after another, and the hall was in chaos.
The waiters were all in a panic. Some were cleaning up the vomit on the floor, while others were comforting the customers. They all seemed flustered and at a loss.
Their faces were filled with anxiety and fear, fearing that they would lose their jobs because of this incident.
Su Huaiyue took a deep breath and said loudly: "Everyone, don't panic! We at Zhongyueju will definitely take responsibility to the end and compensate those who are owed!"
Her voice was firm and powerful, like a huge bell, echoing in the hall.
When the originally panicked crowd heard her words, it was as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw. Their emotions calmed down a little, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.
Su Huaiyue looked around, looking at the vomiting customers and the panicked waiter, secretly thinking about the root of the problem.
There was a hint of understanding in her eyes. The ingredients had always been managed by the kitchen.
So she turned and walked towards the kitchen. She wanted to find Wei Ersao, who was in charge of the kitchen, to ask her clearly.
At this time, Wei Ersao had no idea what was happening outside. The kitchen was filled with a busy and depressing atmosphere.
Flames leaped on the stove, the iron pot sizzled, steam rose, and the aroma of various ingredients mixed together.
Wei Ersao was wearing a brightly colored brocade robe embroidered with exquisite peony patterns. Her hair was piled high in a bun, and a jewel-studded hairpin was inserted in her hair, sparkling under the light.
She stood in the middle of the kitchen with her hands on her hips, like a majestic statue, her eyes revealing an unparalleled arrogance.
Several cooks were busy around the chopping board, some cutting vegetables, some preparing side dishes, their movements were skillful yet cautious.
Mrs. Wei frowned and scanned their every move with critical eyes.
Suddenly, her eyes fixed on a cook who was cutting a piece of pork, and her knife skills seemed a little clumsy.
Mrs. Wei rushed forward, snatched the knife from the cook's hand, slammed it heavily on the chopping board with a clang, and shouted, "What are you cutting? Look at these different sizes, can they fit into the pot? I think you are deliberately being lazy here and don't want to work properly, right?"
The cook was so frightened that her face turned pale, her body trembled slightly, she lowered her head and dared not speak, with fear flashing in her eyes.
Mrs. Wei turned to look at the cook who was preparing the side dishes, glared at her, and shrieked, "And you, the color combination of these side dishes is so ugly, are you trying to turn the customers off? You've been doing this for so long, and you don't have this little bit of common sense. I really don't know what the point of keeping you around!"
The scolded cook bit her lips in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes, but she dared not make a sound.
At this time, a young cook came over with a plate of washed vegetables. She walked in a hurry and accidentally bumped into Wei Ersao's arm.
Wei Ersao was immediately furious. She raised her hand as if to strike him, cursing, "You blind thing, can't you even look where you're walking? If you hurt me, can you afford it?"
The young cook turned pale with fear and fell to her knees with a plop. The plate in her hand fell to the ground and the vegetables were scattered all over the floor.
Wei Ersao's face was full of arrogance. She looked down at the cook kneeling on the ground, snorted coldly, and was about to continue cursing.
At this moment, Su Huaiyue's cold voice came from the kitchen door.
"Sister Wei, do you know there's something wrong with the food? What exactly are you overseeing when you're in charge of the kitchen?"
When Wei Ersao heard Su Huaiyue's cold voice coming from the kitchen door, her hand, which was originally raised high, froze in mid-air, and the arrogant expression on her face froze instantly. She was stunned at first, and her movements became slow.
She slowly turned her head, and when she saw Su Huaiyue's gloomy face, her heart suddenly tightened, as if an invisible hand was clutching her heart.
Her lips trembled slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but she still pretended to be calm and asked cautiously: "Sister-in-law, what happened?"
There was a slight tremor in his voice, completely lacking the domineering aura he had just displayed in the kitchen.
At this moment, Wei Yunrou, who was following behind Su Huaiyue, could no longer be angry. She quickly rushed to Wei Ersao, her eyes wide open, and her face filled with anger, she shouted, "Are you still asking what happened? It's all your fault for not supervising! Now a bunch of people in the hall outside are vomiting their food and are clamoring for an explanation!"
Wei Yunrou's voice was sharp and loud, echoing in the kitchen and making Wei Ersao's ears buzz.
After hearing what Wei Yunrou said, the blood color on Wei Ersao's face instantly faded, and she became as pale as paper. Her eyes widened with disbelief.
Her body shook slightly, as if she had been hit hard by a stick, and she was completely frightened.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something in defense, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out.
It took a long time for Wei Ersao to come back to her senses. Her legs were slightly weak, her steps were unsteady, and she tiptoed towards the kitchen door.
She took every step carefully, as if something terrible was waiting for her ahead.
When she finally looked into the hall, an indescribable smell of vomit hit her nose, almost making her vomit.
She glanced across the hall and saw that it was in a mess, with tables and chairs in disarray and vomit all over the floor.
Everyone's eyes were focused on her. There was anger, accusation, and dissatisfaction in those eyes, piercing her like countless needles.
Mrs. Wei Er felt dizzy and her legs went limp. She almost collapsed to the ground. Her heart was filled with fear and despair. She quickly hid back, crying out, "It has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me!"
Su Huaiyue looked at Wei Ersao's expression and felt disappointed. She waved her hand and said to everyone present again: "Don't worry, we will reimburse everyone's medical expenses first. Today, everyone will pay for it free of charge, and we will definitely give everyone a satisfactory result!"
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