The skinny stalk suddenly trembled, and in the blink of an eye it became even thinner. It used to be as thick as a thigh, but now it was as thin as a bamboo joint, and its color became even more intensely green, so green that it was slightly tinged with black.
Then, its black, hole-like mouth emitted a vomiting sound, and the female staff member shouted, "Get out of the way! It's going to parasitize us!"
All the homeless, and all the humans, should keep a distance of five or six meters from the skinny guy.
The area around the thin, slender plant became a vacuum. As it vomited, it expelled a small amount of green sap. The sap was corrosive and fell onto the floor, dissolving a pit in it. The pit contained fragments of tile, and within seconds, thin, slender plants sprouted from the fragments like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, their color almost identical to the tile.
The terrifying thing about the skinny stalk is that it can make anything its host.
Previously, a thin hemp stalk could only branch out two or three parasites at most, but now its growth is visible to the naked eye.
All the sensible vagrants flocked to Cheng Shuang, their eyes filled with undisguised greed and eagerness. If such a small piece of food could make a skinny person grow, what if there was a whole pile?
Increased strength means increased rank, and increased rank means increased status.
This is especially important in the food street.
If you can eat while lying down, who would want to eat while standing up? If you can be your own boss, who would want to be a subordinate to someone else?
The little girl lowered her eyes and quietly put the vaccine test tube in her hand back into her spatial storage. Sure enough, the zombie virus not only had no adverse effects on the homeless, but was more like a tonic.
There was no time for further words. The chubby staff member immediately jumped up and shouted, "What are you doing? Get away from her! All her ingredients have been taken away! All of them!"
Cheng Shuang and Da Bai exchanged a barely perceptible glance. The little girl's guess was right; there really were people up there!
The effect of this statement was obvious. The eager homeless people immediately withdrew all their thoughts, as if they had been punched in the chest. They were dejected and neatly driven out of the customer service center lobby by the staff. Then, they tried to close the door, but were stopped by Big White.
Big White stood with his arms around the door and said rudely, "Why close it? We're on different sides. Who knows if you'll try to rob us after we close it?"
The staff members, with fawning smiles and without a trace of dissatisfaction, nodded repeatedly, and then, led by the chubby man, looked at Cheng Shuang with great enthusiasm.
The young girl couldn't possibly produce a lot of things that would benefit the homeless, and besides, things are valued for their rarity. She smiled and presented two identical glass containers. This time, the chubby staff member leaned closer to smell them, and from the stench of the dead crow, he detected a sweet scent.
The staff member seemed thoughtful, and said in a gentle tone, "It's not glass, it's sugar, right? The container for the ingredients is a sugar product! Hahaha, the little one is really cunning... clever!" Just as he was about to say "cunning," he remembered that "cunning" wasn't a good word, and the chubby staff member immediately changed his words.
Cheng Shuang smiled and gave a thumbs up, praising, "Uncle, you're amazing! You could even smell it. Your nose is so sharp. Were you a master incense maker before?"
"No way, no way. What master of incense? Chefs need to have a more sensitive sense of taste and smell than the average person," the chubby staff member said smugly.
Da Bai raised an eyebrow. Chef? She looked around and suddenly noticed something. Unlike the staff in charge of the amusement park rides, all the humans in the service hall were plump and healthy, looking like they had plenty of food and didn't have to worry about anything.
The chubby man reached out to take the two boxes of dead crows, but Cheng Shuang nimbly dodged him, handed the candy box to Da Bai, and then took out two bowls of food. From the food logo on the outer packaging, the chubby man immediately recognized the source of the food.
He clicked his tongue. Some stalls were doing really bad business, so they came up with the idea of bundling sales. Among them were the owners of these three stalls. Logically speaking, their characteristics were not suitable for running food stalls, but they were valued by the higher-ups, so they mistakenly thought they could shine in the food industry.
Therefore, it would be even more difficult to deal with homeless people if they had human habits, because they would not look for the reasons within themselves, but would only pass the trouble on to others.
The fat man sighed slightly, but his face still maintained a perfect, kind smile.
However, his emotional fluctuations did not escape the eyes of Cheng Shuang and Da Bai. To put it another way, the humans acting as staff members, compared to normal humans, have less ability to conceal their emotions. They think they have good control over their expressions, but they don't realize that facial changes easily betray them.
Like a child showing off their cleverness in front of adults.
The staff had little control over the three stall owners; in fact, even though they knew the three homeless people were not suited for cooking, they still couldn't stop them.
The little girl thought about the shapes of the stall owners: one was a green mosaic shaped like a lentil, another was a banana tree, and the third was a lotus flower.
Green beans are often stir-fried with vegetables and are usually undercooked. Could this be the root cause of diarrhea caused by this food?
During the cooking process, the green beans also put themselves in the pot and cooked for a while, so everyone who ate them suffered from food poisoning.
Cheng Shuang shook her head speechlessly, dismissing her unreliable association.
The so-called rules, it seems now, are mostly not the rules of this land of death, but rather the rules set by the powerful wandering boss above.
The reason why the staff were afraid of complaints was because she mentioned that it would be fair to pay with ingredients that she considered healthy, delicious, etc.
Only then did the staff take her complaint seriously...
The most important thing is the ingredients!
The little girl quickly recalled all the details, making these wanderers who could have devoured each other behave themselves and perform their duties honestly and diligently. This BOSS was definitely not a simple character.
The set of rules it establishes not only compels the homeless to follow them, but also allows them to coexist peacefully with certain 'accepted' humans.
Cheng Shuang reluctantly handed the bowl to the fat man, saying listlessly, "Is it too much for us to ask for compensation?"
Big White glanced at the listless girl in surprise, then stuck out his neck in agreement, "Yes, compensation!"
The fat man looked troubled. "I can't make that decision!"
“Then let’s have someone who can make the decision,” Cheng Shuang said. “Do you think my lousy crow is something that doesn’t need to be traded and is given to you for free?”
The fat man could no longer hide his disappointment. His face fell, and he muttered, "Since it's a rotten crow, what's wrong with giving it away for free!"
Da Bai chuckled twice, somewhat speechless, "Why don't you just give away your meals and lodging for free?"
The fat man blushed and argued indignantly, "I didn't make the rules."
"What a coincidence." The little girl smiled sweetly. "I set the rules for Rotten Crow. Whether you follow them or not is up to you, and whether I sell or not is up to me!"
Seeing that things were beyond their control, the staff immediately abandoned the two of them and hid behind the counter to whisper among themselves, while Da Bai gave Cheng Shuang a questioning look.
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