Area A, 99th floor.
Shui Ninghua stood in the middle of the endless line, her brows furrowed, "Du Shouwei's amnesia was cured here?"
Du Chen was in front of her, turned around and nodded slightly, "Yes."
Shui Ninghua was suspicious, "If I'm not mistaken, this is a snack bar."
"Yes, it's a snack bar." Du Chen said.
Similar conversations have happened several times, and every time Shui Ninghua asked a question, she was blocked by the other party.
She regretted giving up her research work in the sanatorium and coming out with Du Chen and his group. She thought she could find a breakthrough in the treatment of amnesia today, and she specially called two key personnel from the hospital to accompany her. Unexpectedly, Du Chen actually brought them to a snack bar.
Shui Ninghua looked back at Liu Mei and Hong Chun, and said with a little regret: "If I had known it was a snack bar, I shouldn't have asked you to come as well. We wasted time for nothing."
Simulated snack bars were popular in the Dream Country for a while. When someone first opened this kind of shop, it was very popular.
Even if people know that the food is not edible, when they encounter food that is particularly realistic or in their memory, they can't help but buy it. Food
is always connected with life. Sometimes just seeing a certain food is enough to remind people of a special memory, and then experience the emotions at that time and give rise to nostalgia.
For the residents of the Dream Country, that experience is a small stimulation that makes them feel fresh.
In order to continue to experience that emotion, people buy the same things repeatedly.
But the food made by the magic has only a shape, no smell, no taste, and the touch is exactly the same soft. People get tired of it soon, and after getting tired of it, they become more empty and lifeless than before.
In Shui Ninghua's view, the existence of snack bars not only cannot cure amnesia, but may aggravate the symptoms of patients.
Liu Mei is the nurse who reported to Shui Ninghua the number of people who died during lunch break yesterday. Her eyes were as calm as an ancient well, and her tone was flat: "Then go back." Liu Mei
was a nurse before her death. She had a natural sense of mission to cure diseases and save lives. Now she has worked in a nursing home for many years.
But year after year, she witnessed countless patients' souls dissipating. To be honest, she has long been numb.
The most terrifying thing is that after years of exploration, she has seen a fact clearly-amnesia is simply an incurable disease.
Because they are originally nothing, they are the residual souls that carry their obsessions with them after death, and they come here for unknown reasons.
This is not a place of rebirth, nor is it paradise, but a cage that uses time to wear away the residual obsessions in their souls.
Once the obsession is gone, the person is gone.
Liu Mei knew that it was impossible to find a cure for amnesia in this world, but if she stopped, she couldn't think of anything else to do, so she stayed in the nursing home.
Yesterday, the director came back and excitedly told her that he met a patient who had recovered from amnesia in District D, and that he would talk to the patient in detail tomorrow. She didn't believe it in her heart, but today was just another verification of her thoughts, so there was nothing to be disappointed about.
Shui Ninghua knew Liu Mei's personality. He had originally asked her to open a nursing home together because he liked her responsible and pragmatic personality and her willingness to talk nonsense.
At this time, Liu Mei only gave the simplest and most effective solution.
But strangely, Shui Ninghua had a little doubt.
Hong Chun popped his head out from behind Liu Mei, with excitement on his round face, "Director, can we really go to that restaurant to eat?"
"Do you want to go?" Shui Ninghua quickly caught the topic.
"Hmm! So many people are queuing up, which makes people curious." Hong Chun paused and continued: "I see that Mr. Du is in very good condition. He believes that this place cured his illness. Maybe it is really special. Anyway, we have been queuing for so long, and it will be past noon when we go back. We might as well go in and take a look."
When saying these words, Hong Chun thought of the food live broadcast she saw in the cinema yesterday afternoon when she took her patients to the cinema for rehabilitation treatment as usual.
At that time, the food in the live broadcast looked particularly real, and the expressions of the people eating were vivid, as if the coffee was really bitter, and the snacks were sweet and soft.
Not to mention the patients, she felt relaxed and yearning just by looking at it.
Someone on the barrage said that the store really exists and is in Area A.
Hong Chun thought, could it be this one? So many people are queuing up, probably because they watched the live broadcast.
However, the simulated snack bar was a scam. She admitted that she was attracted by the live broadcast and wanted to spend some time to buy a lesson.
Anyway, she was killing time in the sanatorium, and the snack bar was just a different way to kill time, which was about the same.
Satisfy curiosity at the same time, so as not to keep thinking about it.
When it was Shui Ninghua's turn, it was already past noon, and then they were told: the ingredients were sold out, and the store would be closed for a break at noon.
Shui Ninghua heard this and her temper that she had been suppressing for hours suddenly exploded: "Sold out? We waited in line for three or four hours to get here, how could it be sold out? Couldn't you prepare more?"
Xingzi: "I'm very sorry, we have prepared twice as much food as usual today, but it was still sold out in advance."
In fact, the 20 or 30 people in front of Shui Ninghua and her group didn't buy anything. Yesterday's live broadcast opened three more areas, and more people came to buy things.
Shui Ninghua couldn't understand this situation at all. She felt that giving up a day's work to come here was simply the funniest decision she had made in the past hundred years.
It was a pity that she was still full of expectations and told Liu Mei and Hong Chun last night that she had found a way to overcome amnesia, but she was completely fooled.
Shui Ninghua turned around and glared at Du Chen, then turned back to look at Xingzi: "How long will it take to knead it now? We can wait, is half an hour enough?"
Xingzi was about to explain when Lu Yao came over with a small green vegetable, breaking off leaves, "What's wrong?"
Shui Ninghua saw that Lu Yao was the boss, and his anger level was pulled to the red line, and he was about to explode.
Du Chen stepped forward to interrupt the two of them, and looked at Lu Yao with a smile, "Hello, owner, my name is Du Chen, do you remember me?"
Lu Yao faced many customers every day, and to be honest, he really didn't have any impression of them. But when he saw Duan behind him, he remembered something, "Hey, it's you."
Duan walked forward in surprise, "Sister owner, do you remember me?"
"Well, has your brother's condition improved?" Lu Yao remembered the boy who was almost forced to cry for buying food for his brother.
Duan pointed at Du Chen and said, "This is my brother. He is now well. I have always wanted to say thank you to my sister."
Now it was Lu Yao's turn to be surprised: "He is well after eating?"
Duan nodded vigorously: "Yes." Lu
Yao nodded and smiled: "That's good, congratulations."
After listening to the conversation between the two, Shui Ninghua's emotions slowly calmed down. She calmed down and stepped forward to Lu Yao, "Hello, my name is Shui Ninghua, and I'm the director of the E District Nursing Home. I came here today to..."
Shui Ninghua frowned and introduced herself in a cold tone. A spatula was stretched out from the side. Bai Ming stuffed the spatula into Lu Yao's hand and urged: "Manager, the dishes have been washed, thank you for your trouble. Leave the things here to me."
After that, he pushed her to the kitchen.
Lu Yao: "Wait, there's nothing here yet..."
Xiao Qie ran out of the kitchen, tearfully pulling Lu Yao in, "Manager, food, I'm hungry."
"..." Lu Yao was helplessly pulled away by Xiao Qie. He looked back several times, but Xiao Qie diverted his attention again.
After Xingzi and Bai Ming were completely out of Lu Yao's sight, their faces turned cold. Their cold eyes fell on Shui Ninghua's face, and then slowly moved to Du Chen.
Bai Ming asked, "What's the matter?"
Shui Ninghua's teeth were about to break, and her face looked very ugly.
Du Chen didn't have much emotion, and briefly told the story, mainly about the nursing home and amnesia patients.
Bai Ming said directly after hearing this: "You are late. If they are sold out, they will be gone. Come earlier tomorrow."
Xingzi thought about it for a while and said: "Let's ask the store manager first."
Then she ran back to the kitchen and told Lu Yao the purpose of Shui Ninghua and her group. Lu Yao was cooking and nodded after hearing this: "Then let them have dinner?"
Xingzi had guessed Lu Yao's decision before she came in, but she thought she would at least hesitate for a while, but she agreed immediately.
She went out and told Lu Yao what he meant, led Shui Ninghua and the others to sit down, and poured them some water.
However, the three ladies from the nursing home still looked very unhappy, but the two Du brothers were very comfortable sitting aside.
Du Chen looked at Shui Ninghua and the others sitting there sulking but unwilling to leave, and said lightly: "She is very different. You will understand why they are so vigilant later." Lu Yao
had decided on the menu for the staff meal early in the morning, taking into account that the guests had added a few more dishes.
Fortunately, with Qi Chen's help, a table of dishes was prepared in 40 minutes.
There were not enough small dining tables in the store, so two were put together, and ten people barely squeezed into one table.
Dishes were brought out from the kitchen one after another, including sour soup beef, boiled pork slices, squirrel fish, stir-fried meat, fish-flavored eggplant, stir-fried vegetables with garlic, and finally a large bowl of three-fresh vermicelli soup.
Lu Yao was afraid that it was not enough, so he took out a bag of semi-finished hand-pulled pancakes from the freezer, wrapped some leek and egg fillings left over from the morning, and baked a plate of pancakes.
When the food was served, sour, spicy, sweet, fragrant...all kinds of flavors floated in the air, not only did the water condense, but even the usually expressionless eyebrows changed their expressions.
These foods looked very different, with bright colors and tempting smells. They didn't look like the things sold in simulated snack bars at all, but more like...real meals.
Du Chen looked at this table of delicious food and squinted his eyes with joy. Did he get to the hidden menu of the store?
He was more determined to come to the 99th floor to work.
Duan sat beside them and didn't know where to put his hands. His saliva was secreted uncontrollably, making him swallow continuously. He was very excited.
Bai Ming, Xingzi and Xiaoqie had never eaten such a luxurious meal in the restaurant before, especially the squirrel fish in the middle, which was very delicious. The sour and sweet taste was very appetizing.
The people at the table had their eyes glued to the plates, and their hands holding the chopsticks were shaking, but no one took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks.
Lu Yao took off his apron, washed his hands, came over and sat down, raised his chopsticks and said, "Don't be polite, let's eat."
No one cared about being polite. For the residents of the Dream Country, this table of delicious food was so tempting, just like a long-dry land encountering a sweet rain.
Before the meal, Shui Ninghua was as angry as she was now.
The food in this restaurant was completely different from what she had imagined. It was all real food.
She first took a bite of the fish-flavored eggplant in front of her. The eggplant cut into fish scales was soft and tasty. The sour and salty taste melted on the tip of her tongue. It was so delicious when mixed with rice that she wanted to swallow her tongue.
In addition to the fish-flavored eggplant, there was also salty and spicy stir-fried pork next to it. The pork belly was sliced thinly, the fat was removed, and it was stir-fried with chili peppers and other small ingredients. The meat slices were stir-fried until they were slightly curled and browned. The oily aroma was overflowing when chewed. Two pieces of chili peppers were eaten, and the spiciness stimulated the tip of the tongue like a spark, but it also stimulated the appetite.
Shui Ninghua understood the true value of this restaurant and secretly looked at Lu Yao. Among the people at the table, only she had a soft and white glow, and her lips were red and her teeth were white.
She is a human.
Different from them.
No wonder these paradise monsters are so protective of her.
The most important thing is that she can provide food that is unique in this world, so Du Chen recovered after eating the food here.
After just two mouthfuls of rice, Shui Ninghua felt as if she had lived again, her body and mind were free of fatigue, and she was completely immersed in this worldly happiness.
Liu Mei's bowl was piled up in a point, with a layer of rice at the bottom, and stir-fried pork and fish-flavored eggplant buried in the rice, and boiled pork slices, squirrel fish, fat beef slices, enoki mushrooms and vermicelli on top.
She ate slowly and couldn't grab the food faster than these monsters, so she had to store it all in her bowl. Hong Chun, who was next to her, was a step slower, so he could only pour a little of the remaining juice from the fish-flavored eggplant to mix with the rice.
Bai Ming, Xingzi, Xiaoqie and the Du brothers were completely let loose, gradually revealing the form of monsters. Qi Chen huddled beside Lu Yao, eating his meal with his head down.
Lu Yao seemed not to notice and continued to eat as usual.
With a table full of dishes, the plates were almost lost. Xiaoqie and Duan were so engrossed in licking the plates that they almost bit them to pieces.
Lu Yao and Qi Chen agreed to start selling coffee and snacks at three in the afternoon and close at five.
Lu Yao did not dare to promise the snacks in the dessert shop, so she upgraded the kitchen overnight, buying an oven, kitchen utensils and some ingredients.
Qi Chen wanted to sell snacks so she baked them herself, as her wallet could not afford it.
There was still some time before the afternoon opening, and Shui Ninghua found Lu Yao and wanted to talk to her about the nursing home.
Qi Chen made coffee and took out homemade cookies to entertain them.
Lu Yao and the three ladies sat by the window.
Shui Ninghua's anger that had accumulated in the morning had completely disappeared, and she felt very embarrassed, "I apologize for offending Miss Lu before." Lu
Yao shook his head to show that he didn't mind, and went straight to the point.
Shui Ninghua hopes to send a team of patients here tomorrow for a trial to see if the food in the store can improve their condition.
A team of patients means five patients. Lu Yao
thought about it and agreed.
On the way back, Shui Ninghua recalled the lunch in the snack bar with a little regret. I heard that it was an employee meal, and I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it easily in the future.
Liu Mei's old-fashioned face had a little more spirit, and she suggested seriously: "Re-arrange the shift schedule after you go back, and try to let the caregivers take turns to come to eat."
Shui Ninghua's eyes lit up immediately, yes, they can also come to the store to eat. Du Chen recommended the wontons and wine-brewed meatballs in the store, and he would definitely try them next time.
Hong Chun immediately raised his hands and agreed, "Great! I used to not be used to drinking coffee, but it turns out that bitter iced coffee with cream cookies tastes so good. I really regret not having tried it before I died."
Food is an invincible weapon in this world, and even the most powerful people have to succumb to its temptation.
Only Lu Yao is mourning her dead wallet.
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