The nursing home sends ten patients to the snack bar every day. The nurse said that all the patients who have eaten the special set meal have recovered.
The fruit candies sent by Lu Yao are very effective. The patients' conditions have been relieved after eating the candies, and they all look forward to coming to the store for treatment.
During the lunch break, Lu Yao continued to study new dishes after sending away a group of amnesia patients. The kitchen was filled with fragrance.
Bai Ming, Xingzi and Xiao Qie watched from the side, mainly wanting to get some leftovers as snacks.
Qing walked into the store, ignored Qi Chen, and walked straight to the outside of the kitchen. "Owner."
Lu Yao raised his head, "Qing, long time no see." Lu Yao
was the first customer of the snack bar, and he was very impressed.
He came once or twice, and later he only saw the red-haired young man who came with him.
Qing nodded slightly, her eyes falling on the pot in front of her, "I've been busy recently and haven't been able to come. Can we have dinner?"
Usually, they don't receive guests at this time, Qing seems to be here just for dinner.
Lu Yao remembered that he lived far away, and nodded: "What do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." Qing swallowed uncontrollably, "I passed the 99th floor amusement park guard assessment, and I will be transferred here tomorrow."
Lu Yao smiled and said, "Congratulations! This is something to celebrate. I'm just researching a new set meal. Do you want to try it?"
Qing was surprised, but her face was calm as usual: "Thank you, owner."
In the past two days of live broadcasts, the audience has a special liking for the set meal that has everything, and has been urging her to come up with new ones.
Lu Yao gave up the idea of launching a new pineapple and sweet and sour pork alone, and instead began to research the set meal dishes.
Qing's set meal included a large portion of sweet and sour pork with pineapple, a portion of braised pork, a portion of stir-fried lettuce tips, a small dish of cold shredded radish, a bowl of pork liver and meatball soup, and a bowl of rice. The portion was quite large.
Qing chose a corner to sit down, not wanting anyone to disturb him while he was eating.
The river view outside the window was picturesque, but he had no interest at all, and his attention was all on the plate in front of him.
The braised pork was stewed with salty and flavorful flavors, and it was rotten when the chopsticks poked it, and it was sticky and oily.
Qing picked up three pieces of braised pork with a chopstick and stuffed them into his mouth, then took a big mouthful of rice mixed with sauce. His cheeks bulged like a hamster, and before he had completely swallowed the food in his mouth, he set his eyes on the sweet and sour pork with pineapple next to him.
This meat dish smells sour and sweet, with the unique rich aroma of tropical fruits, which is particularly appetizing.
Qing directly swept half of it and spread it on the rice, picked up the rice bowl and shoveled it into his mouth in big mouthfuls.
Qi Chen was scared when he saw Qing's rough eating style, and when he entered the store, he went up to block him. Now he found that his fine and sharp teeth were even more terrifying than Xiaoqie's. Lu Yao
thought that Qing looked very fragrant when eating, and his mood became better because the food he made was so popular with diners.
"Owner, please add more rice."
"Okay."
Qing ate his fill in the store and took away coffee and cream cookies when he left.
Paradise Cake Shop in Area C.
Chi sat in the office with a sad face. Qing took several days off and didn't come to work.
He was feeling uneasy. He went to Qing's house yesterday, but no one answered the door when he knocked.
Chi felt more and more that Qing had contracted amnesia, and the symptoms were already very serious.
The next step after taking a leave is to resign. After that, Qing would lock himself at home, not seeing anyone, not talking, until he disappeared.
Amnesia was originally more common among ordinary people. Guards had a strong character, strong soul power, and worked in the amusement park, so they rarely contracted it.
But in the past two years, more and more guards have been attacked by amnesia.
In addition to Guard Du of Qingshan Amusement Park, the previous guard of the 99th Floor Amusement Park died of amnesia.
The more Chi thought about it, the more depressed he became.
At this time, the office door was pushed open from the outside, and Qing walked in.
Chi immediately stood up and walked towards him. "Qing, are you okay?"
Qing shook his head. "Nothing. I brought coffee and cream cookies. Do you want some?"
"Yes!" Chi took it. "You went to the snack bar? Why didn't you ask me to join you?"
Qing sat down and took a sip of coffee. His brows furrowed. It was really bitter. "To participate in the guard assessment."
"Guard assessment?" Chi began to realize that something was wrong. "Ninety-nine Floor Paradise?"
"Yeah."
"...So you are preparing for the assessment by playing games like crazy recently?"
"Yeah."
"...You don't have amnesia?"
"...No."
Chi was speechless. Not only was his colleague not sick, he was also working hard to make progress.
In comparison, he was just like a fool for being idle and daydreaming all day long...
The air was silent for a few seconds.
Chi: "...So did you pass the exam?"
Qing slightly curled his lips, "Yes."
Chi: "..."
The coffee was so bitter, Chi's eyebrows were knitted together, not knowing what else to say.
Fortunately, Qing didn't have amnesia
Qing recalled the lunch at the snack bar at noon, and couldn't help saying: "The owner of the snack bar is researching a new set meal. I had it at noon, which is better than all the previous ones. When the new one is released, I can buy one for you in advance."
Chi realized something, "...Are you taking the assessment for the snack bar?"
Qing: "Well, when Bai Ming left, I knew that the guard chief was going to re-select the guards on the 99th floor, so I have been preparing."
Chi: "...Let's break up!"
You don't even take me to the snack bar, Xiao Chou is just me!
Luyao Snack Bar has launched a new set meal, including one meat, one vegetable, one side dish, one soup, and one rice.
One set is available every three hundred hours, and there is a limit of fifty sets per day.
Once launched, it was snapped up by residents of Dreamland.
Every day, customers who couldn't buy enough asked Lu Yao to increase the quantity, but she refused, because she really couldn't do it.
Lu Yao was preparing lunch in the kitchen, and Xingzi came over and said someone had applied for the job.
The job advertisement had been posted for a long time, and finally someone came to apply. Lu Yao put down what he was doing and went out for the interview.
The young man was called Quan Shengju, in his thirties, tall and thin, with an ordinary appearance and not good at socializing.
Lu Yao found him familiar, and a vague image flashed through his mind: "Are you the amnesiac patient who ate in the restaurant?"
Quan Shengju didn't expect Lu Yao to recognize him. He was a little surprised and less reserved: "Yes, I was one of the first amnesiac patients who came to the restaurant to eat. I recovered after eating in the restaurant, and moved to Area A after being discharged from the hospital. I saw the recruitment information of the restaurant a long time ago, but I didn't have the courage to come for an interview. Recently, the restaurant launched a new set meal, and I waited for a week but couldn't buy it. I... I used to be a chef, I worked in a food stall and also cooked private dishes. I want to apply for the chef position in the restaurant. Do you think it's okay?"
Because he couldn't buy the new set meal in the restaurant, he mustered up the courage to apply for the clerk position.
Lu Yao was already numb. Here was another employee who cooked for her family, and he was quite honest.
She had been looking for a chef for a long time, but she had no hope of finding someone suitable. Unexpectedly, a chef really came.
However, Lu Yao did not agree immediately. She set up a simple assessment and let Quan Shengju be in charge of the employee lunch. He could use any ingredients in the kitchen.
Quan Shengju entered the kitchen happily, and his eyes lit up when he saw the fresh ingredients piled on the shelves.
He hadn't cooked for a long time, but as soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he decided to use all his skills to stay.
Lu Yao packed the set meal to be sold at noon, and came to watch Quan Shengju cook.
The young man wore an apron and rolled up his sleeves. He cut vegetables and prepared side dishes smoothly, and cooked in one go.
When the first dish came out of the pot, Lu Yao took a bite and her eyes lit up.
Lu Yao has always been confident in her cooking skills. She likes to eat and also likes to study recipes and cook them herself.
In her opinion, Quan Shengju's cooking skills were very good. His knife skills were delicate, and he had a precise control of the heat and seasoning when cooking. The dishes were colorful, fragrant and delicious. She said directly, "Delicious."
Xiaoqie passed by, and Lu Yao called him over, pushed the plate over to him and let him taste Quan Shengju's cooking skills, "How is it?"
Xiaoqie took two bites, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's delicious, but not as delicious as the manager's."
Quan Shengju was a little nervous, and took a bite himself, then nodded and said, "It's indeed not as good as the manager's."
Lu Yao found it funny, both of them were smart people. She waved her hand and smiled, "No need to be like this. Your cooking was also delicious. I think it's qualified."
Quan Shengju suppressed his excitement and confirmed, "You mean..."
"Accepted." Lu Yao said.
[Luyao snack bar has successfully recruited five employees and has begun to take shape. It has been upgraded to a five-star store. Please keep working hard! ]
[Spend 50,000 popularity points to upgrade the alien space to a two-story building. Do you want to upgrade? ]
The snack bar now has a large flow of customers. Even though the alien space was expanded not long ago, it is still very crowded during peak customer flow.
Recently, I have received a lot of gifts from live broadcasts. Luyao has a surplus of popularity points, so he can indeed consider upgrading.
After the upgrade, the upstairs will sell coffee, tea and snacks, and the downstairs will continue to be a snack bar, without the need to divide it into morning and afternoon.
After careful consideration, Luyao chose "upgrade".
However, when upgrading, the store will enter a twelve-hour maintenance state, and it cannot be upgraded immediately.
Exactly three days later, she was going to serve new noodles, so she would simply upgrade it and serve it up together with the new dish. Then she would broadcast it live to continue expanding the reputation of the snack bar.
Train conductor Gao Yang sat on the train he had created, looking out the window at the passing scenery, feeling bored and a bit despair.
It took him five years to build subway lines throughout the thirteen districts.
People liked his trains very much, and they liked to take them to travel between districts, just like they did in their lifetime.
Gao Yang would also take his own train every day, taking different lines to different districts.
He traveled through thirteen districts, but he could never find the destination where he wanted to get off.
All places were the same.
The people here were all dead souls with obsessions. There was no real life in this world, and time here had long since stopped.
They were trapped in this desolate world, unable to walk out, and unable to choose the platform to get off.
A group of people suddenly broke into his sight. Today he was on the train from Area E to Area A.
It seemed that at this time every day, a group of people would get on the train from this station and get off at the 99th floor station in Area A.
This group of people had dull expressions and dull eyes. They were all amnesiacs.
This was very strange. The distance from Area E to Area A was not short.
Amnesiacs did not like to walk around or communicate with others. Recently, these patients seemed to always go to Area A in groups.
Gao Yang suddenly became interested in their destination, and he walked over and tried to talk to them.
The amnesiacs were wearing uniform clothes and sitting in a row, with two nurses watching over them.
No patient paid attention to Gao Yang, but the nurse next to him heard his question and explained in a gentle voice: "We are going to the snack bar next to the amusement park on the 99th floor of Area A for treatment."
Gao Yang blinked his eyes, "What are you treating?"
The nurse: "Amnesia."
Gao Yang was surprised: "Can a snack bar treat amnesia?"
The nurse: "I don't know about other snack bars, but the snack bar on the 99th floor can. We send patients there every day, and all those who have been there have recovered."
Gao Yang was speechless for a moment, because he couldn't tell whether the nurse was joking or serious.
When they arrived at the 99th floor station in Area A, Gao Yang followed the group of amnesia patients off the bus.
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