"Warm and healing?"
When young people heard these two words, their heads were filled with question marks.
This is a horror world, and everything is related to horror. How did you come up with these two strange words?
Qin Nuo looked at the time and said, "You are running out of time. I don't mind if you delay the meal, but your boss may not be very happy."
The young man looked at the time and quickly picked up the menu. He didn't care whether the ridiculous experiences of those experienced people were true or not. He just said thank you and left.
The dish was served quickly. Qin Nuo tasted it briefly and put down his chopsticks.
The young man asked, "What's wrong?"
"The eggplant was tasteless, and the mapo tofu lacked cornstarch, so it was fried so thin it was like mud."
"Does the chef really treat the guests like dogs and not be picky about anything?" Qin Nuo asked coldly.
In fact, Qin Nuo understood the reason.
The human vegetable market is full of disgust when it is cooked by those ghost chefs, just like asking someone who doesn't like coriander to fry a pot full of coriander, which is full of malice.
Those who order human food are usually only half-ghosts and human players. In a high-end place like Yinquan Restaurant, very few are willing to cause trouble, so they all choose to make nothing of it.
But Qin Nuo is different. He has another identity, the kitchen manager of Yinquan Restaurant.
"Take me to find the chef." Qin Nuo stood up and said.
"Brother, let's just forget it." The timid young man was about to cry. If this matter got out of hand, he felt that he would be in trouble.
"Most customers don't like to make a big fuss, but if they eat bad food, they're bound to feel a little resentful. Then, they'll take it out on a nobody with no connections or power."
"Who do you think this person is?"
The young man opened his mouth. Who else could be the little guy who took the blame except him?
"Who is your supervisor?" Qin Nuo asked.
"A Pinocchio with a long nose and a very strange personality." The young man said in a low voice.
Qin Nuo nodded meaningfully and let the young man lead the way.
Soon, they arrived at the kitchen. The young man pointed at the chef who made the two dishes, nodded to Qin Nuo, then ran away with the menu to the next table of guests.
Qin Nuo walked in. The environment in the kitchen was still terrible. All kinds of bloody ingredients were placed on the chopping board, which was terrifying and nauseating.
A chef with a face like a twist stood there, stir-frying the food in the pot. His movements were very rough and he occasionally spit out a few swear words.
"Eat, eat, eat! Damn it, you've been eating this crap all day, you deserve to die!"
After frying, just throw it onto the plate and place it next to the food pick-up window.
He didn't forget to spit.
Qin Nuo walked over and said calmly, "Cooking a dish is like someone digging up your ancestral grave. Yinquan Restaurant is considered a high-end restaurant. It's time to reorganize the kitchen staff."
When the chef heard this, his ferocious face swept over Qin Nuo, and he was about to curse, but when he sensed the ghost power on Qin Nuo, he was stunned, and then said with some concern: "This is the back kitchen, no outsiders are allowed to enter!"
Qin Nuo smiled instead: "Why, you don't recognize me?"
The chef stared at Qin Nuo with a horrified face, his eyes confused, and he couldn't remember anything.
"You put two pieces of fresh and delicious human skin in my dish. Have you forgotten so quickly?"
The chef's expression suddenly changed, and he asked in shock: "It's you, you're not dead yet?"
Then, he snorted sarcastically: "How I cook has nothing to do with you?"
"The last dish, Mapo Tofu and Fried Eggplant with Pork, is my dish. Do you think it matters?" Qin Nuo asked with a smile.
The chef's eyes changed. He knew best how bad those two dishes were. He didn't expect that the customer who ordered the dishes was this kid.
Knowing he was in the wrong, the chef said solemnly, "If you're not satisfied, I can just make you another one!"
"It's not a matter of redoing it." Qin Nuo shook his head.
The chef glanced at Qin Nuo's right hand, feeling a little apprehensive, and took a step back. However, remembering the restaurant's rules, he said, "The dish just doesn't suit your taste, it's not poisoned. What do you want? Are you trying to kill me?"
"Yinquan Restaurant has its own rules. If a customer causes trouble without reason, the consequences will be serious. Don't mess around!"
The other chefs also looked through and stared at Qin Nuo unkindly.
"There's also a rule in the restaurant that if a chef maliciously targets a customer, as a supervisor, you can teach him in your own way."
As he spoke, Qin Nuo pinned the supervisor badge back on his collar and said, "Now I'm not a guest, I'm the restaurant manager, so I have the qualifications."
The chef stared at the badge, his expression changing as he denied it outright: "It's fake! Stop fooling around..."
Before he could finish his words, Qin Nuo slapped him with his overbearing ghost power, sending the chef flying.
The chef's twisted face became even more distorted, and his ugly appearance made people feel nauseous.
"You're looking for death!"
The Mahua chef rushed forward in a fit of humiliation and anger, but was kicked away by Qin Nuo the next moment and fell into the darkroom for ingredients.
Qin Nuo looked at the other astonished chefs and said, "What are you looking at? Have you finished your work? Or do you want to join in?"
Qin Nuo's aura was so strong that the chefs were all shocked. They didn't care whether the badge was real or fake, and continued with their work, pretending they didn't see anything.
Qin Nuo took out the bone-breaking hammer and walked towards the darkroom.
In the darkroom, the Mahua Ghost Chef retreated and screamed in horror: "You...you don't come over here!"
"I was just trying to teach you how to be a good chef. It was all well-intentioned advice, but you're making me sound like a demon!"
Qin Nuo shook his head, entered the darkroom and closed the door.
Then, all kinds of shrill screams began to be heard in the darkroom, even drowning out the noise from the kitchen.
The chefs outside were frightened and quickened their work.
About five minutes later.
The door was opened and Qin Nuo clapped his hands and walked out.
The two ghost chefs on the side secretly glanced at Qin Nuo.
Qin Nuo grinned at them and said, "Don't worry, the enlightenment was very successful. It has already reflected deeply on itself."
Ghost chefs: "..."
After saying that, Qin Nuo left with a swagger.
The Mahua ghost chef came out of the darkroom, his body covered in horrific injuries, with blood dripping from his distorted face.
He gasped and roared in anger: "This is really lawless, I...I'm going to find the boss!"
Qin Nuo didn't hear the Twisted Ghost Chef's roar. He had already walked to the corridor and suddenly felt thirsty. He looked at the corner of the corridor and smiled: "I'll stop by to see how an old friend is doing. I haven't seen him for a while. He should miss me a lot, right?"
After turning the corner, before I saw the ghost, I could hear the vending machine ghost's sinister laughter.
"Hehehe, a few stinky rats dare to bargain with me?"
"I've given you food, and that's already enough respect for you. If you say another word of nonsense, you won't get a single bite to eat or drink!"
"roll!"
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