NOVEL NEXT Chapter 9
First of all, they have to determine what kind of meat this meat is.
Su Mo slowly stepped forward and asked, "Auntie, what kind of meat is this?" The
aunt was smiling, just like the one downstairs.
"This is braised pork made of pork, would you like to have some? But our second floor is not free, and we have to exchange things for it. "
What is it?" asked someone later.
"As much meat as you want, you have to cut as much meat as you want. The smile on my aunt's face was even brighter.
The man who asked the question shrank his neck and said nothing.
Su Mo thought for a while and continued to ask: "How can we be sure that this is pork, not some kind of water-injected meat, shoddy?"
The aunt's smile faded, and she replied reluctantly: "The pig that was just killed, if you don't believe it, you can come to the back kitchen to see it."
So, the back kitchen was packed with more than 20 people. Several cooks were squeezed out.
Just now they were cleaning up all kinds of pigs, and now the whole back kitchen is stinking, Funina is far away, and several girls have followed her out.
Some people were restless, "It seems that it is really pork, what should we do, do we really want to exchange meat for meat
?" "Brother Mo, do you have any way?"
Su Mo carefully reviewed the rules and quickly found a loophole.
"It is not written in the rules, you must eat the food in the restaurant, who of you can cook, there are a lot of ready-made ingredients, make your own food, remember, don't touch other superfluous things"
said that, he didn't care about the others.
Looking around the kitchen, there is an oven, an egg beater or something, everything that should be there.
He began to get flour and prepare to make cakes for Fufu.
One person was a little slow, so he asked Mu Heman to help, and when the cake was bigger, it would be enough for three people.
Seeing that someone was the first to do it, with the psychology of "the law does not blame the public", they also started to do it, and they divided their labor, and those who could cook and cook washed the pots and pans, and those who couldn't help to do it, washing and washing vegetables.
Fortunately, the kitchen was well stocked, and a lot of fresh meat was found in the refrigerator, but few people dared to touch it.
The crowd began to get busy. After a while, the staff and cook outside noticed that something was wrong.
But the door was locked and they couldn't get in.
"Hey, you guys come out, just let you go in and have a look, come out quickly. "
They were so anxious that they slammed on the door.
Su Mo called Fufu directly.
"Funina, I'm making you a cake, they're too noisy.
Hearing this, Fufu flashed directly to the door, and did not forget to pinch her little nose.
"Really doodoo?" Su
Mo responded loudly: "Zhendu, the outside will be handed over to you, it's best not to let them talk." "
He didn't forget to hide the rules.
[Obey the staff unconditionally.]
Then just leave them speechless, it's simple, brutal and effective.
For the most beloved little cake, Fufu is alone outside the door, with a resolute expression.
There is a momentum that one husband is closed.
She raised her head arrogantly and snapped her fingers, and the little octopus immediately tied them up with its claws, and the little seahorse spat out a few bubbles and gagged their mouths.
They were tossed aside.
Fufu also said uneasily, "Don't talk, go and play obediently, don't ruin my cake." When
she was done, she immediately moved away from the kitchen, and the heavy crab carried her forward. Soon, the kitchen opened the windows to ventilate, and there was no longer a trace of peculiar smell, but instead there was a full smell of food.
[Congratulations to the host, weird fragments +8, currently 13.] The
meal is easy to make, but the cake still needs some time.
Mu Heman was still beating the cream diligently, and he didn't dare to take a bite when he was hungry.
The others were ready, they exchanged glances at each other, tacitly picked up some of the prepared meals, and sent them to Su Mo's eyes.
"Boss, can you try my craft?"
"And me, and me." "
They scrambled to get their jobs over.
Su Mo was not Xi to this feeling, and frowned almost uncheckably, and politely refused.
"Thanks, but no more, I'm making a cake. The
yin and yang weird voice sounded, "What kind of arrogance are you, I really think I'm amazing." "
Actually, I was talking very quietly, but who made it quiet at the time.
Everyone followed the prestige, and sure enough, it was still the person from the kimchi country, his eyes were disdainful, and he was taking a small bite of rice, pretending not to know anything.
These sour words were not even worth turning back Su Mo, he continued to concentrate on making cakes, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.
The atmosphere was a little awkward, and several people laughed awkwardly and played a round, eating the fruits of their labor, and at the same time moving a little farther away from the person.
An hour later, a small two-tiered cake was finally ready, but the fly in the ointment was that there was no fruit, and the bare one was not good enough.
I looked at the kitchen, and there were only some eggs left, so I had to give up.
"The cake is coming. He opened the door and shouted outside.
With lightning speed, Funina rushed to the cake.
Her expression changed from surprise to confusion.
"Is this cake?" she blinked.
Su Mo put the cake on the table, took a knife and cut a piece and put it on the plate, and explained: "There are too few things here, you taste it first."
Out of trust in him, Fufu reluctantly took a bite and then her brow furrowed a lot.
"It's okay, but it's going to take a lot of effort to make me "like".
With her legs crossed, she began to impart the lessons of food connoisseurs: "Listen, dessert is like opera, from "casting" to "setting", it takes a lot of effort to shine in the final "performance"!".
"But it's still the heart that matters, and it's still very annoying. She shook her feet and ate contentedly.
A group of netizens are about to be cute.
- "What kind of flavor does Fufu like, I'm a pastry chef, Fufu is coming to my arms!".
- "I'm going to start learning now, and I'm sure I'll be able to make a cake that satisfies Fufu." Su
Mo also showed a pleased smile, cut a large piece for Mu Heman, and cut a piece himself, and the three of them ate slowly.
Taking the time, he glanced at the time, and it was already 1:15.
Before half past one, they finished their cake and let the staff out.
"Brother Mo, where are we going now?"
"The opening time of the bumper car is 1:30~3:00, let's go here." On
the premise of not knowing which the correct rule was, Su Mo could only choose one at random and test the water with the ability of immunity rules.
So, a group of people went to a new entertainment location.
There are hints from the state, and they are far away to observe what color clothes the staff there is.
Seeing that it was red, they dared to move forward boldly.
But no one expected such a change, and after approaching the company's staff within 10 meters, the red clothes turned into black clothes.
"They're in disguise, run, don't look back, don't look into their eyes. "