Lu Xiaomi put Manzhu Shahua into the water tank.

This time Manzhu Shahua did not sink directly to the bottom like previous treasures.

Instead, it floated in the middle of the water.

[Congratulations to the host, you have received a special customer. This customer may become a long-term customer. The reward points are one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine point nine. Your current points are enough to redeem a new store. Do you want the host to redeem it immediately? 】

"Don't exchange it for now, save it for now." Lu Xiaomi said, put the onion, ginger and garlic slices into the pot and saute until fragrant, then add the washed snails and stir-fry.

The smell of the collision between the spatula and the food wafted out of the kitchen. The hunchbacked old man moved the tip of his nose and thought to himself, this kid has a good grasp of the heat. The taste of the snails is quite authentic, but I don't know if it tastes like when he was a child.

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On the other side, when Lu Xiaomi was frying the snails, she had almost soaked the potato flour. When the two phases collided, she added a little white wine, and the snail noodles with the unique flavor of spicy, fresh, sour and blanched were ready.

Push open the kitchen door.

The aroma was completely released. The hunchbacked old man licked the corner of his mouth and already took a pair of chopsticks to taste and appreciate it.

After Lu Xiaomi opened the door, Mo Yun rubbed his nose, sighed and said, "What smells so bad!"

Seeing the snail noodles, Mo Yun had a bit of disgust on his face: "Is the snail noodles this smelly thing? Doesn't it look delicious?" Although Mo Yun's voice was full of doubts, his hands touched it honestly.

I got a pair of chopsticks and waited for the old man to accidentally pick one up and taste it.

In his heart, he does not believe that snail noodles are unpalatable. He thinks that snail noodles are most likely to be the same as stinky tofu, smelling stinky but tasting delicious.

But how could Mo Yun's thoughts escape Lu Xiaomi's eyes. She held down Mo Yun's hand and said: "Don't move your hands or feet. There is still some snail noodles left in the kitchen. You can go and eat it. Remember to put it in after you finish it."

The kitchen is tidied up."

When Mo Yun heard that there was food, she didn't care that Lu Xiaomi had asked her to clean up, and ran into the kitchen.

When I went in, I closed the kitchen door very wisely.

On the other side, after tasting the soft and refreshing snail noodles, the hunchbacked old man went to pick up pickled bamboo shoots, ate a snail, closed his eyes, felt the soup blooming on his taste buds, and felt that he had been an official in the underworld since his death.

After that, the smell was something he had never experienced before, and the corners of the eyes of the hunchbacked old man were a little moist.

When he was alive, he worked overtime until early in the morning every day, and all the stores were closed. Only his mother's snail noodles downstairs was still open.

Although when he came home, his mother was lying on the table and almost fell asleep, but as soon as she saw him coming back, her mother would immediately go into the kitchen to work on it and give him a bowl of snail noodles, saying: "Eat a bowl of noodles quickly.

If you have food in your stomach, you won’t feel cold when you sleep at night.”

"It's so delicious. It's really Liuzhou's authentic snail noodles." The hunchbacked old man had finished half of the snail noodles without realizing it. He looked at Lu Xiaomi, his cloudy eyes full of smiles, "Yun Xie Delicious Food"

The museum truly lives up to its reputation.”

Lu Xiaomi scratched her head, and she could clearly see that the spiritual power contained in the snail powder had not yet dissipated from the hunchbacked old man's body.

The hunchbacked old man probably hasn't experienced the amazing feeling of spiritual energy entering the body and being fully absorbed. She hesitated a little and said, "Do you want to praise me after you finish eating? I'm afraid that you'll finish all the words of praise in your heart, and you won't be able to say anything in the end."

Let’s talk.”

When the old man heard Lu Xiaomi's words, he glared and sneered: "Although I admit that the snail noodles you made are delicious, kid, at such a young age..." Don't be too arrogant or arrogant.

Before the old man could say the next words, he suddenly felt a strange force melting into his limbs, and he couldn't help but groan in comfort.

The old man felt so ashamed, but the feeling that his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and his body bones were suddenly strengthened was so wonderful.

"Here, what's going on? It's amazing." The hunchbacked old man could vaguely feel that the changes in his body were related to the bowl of snail noodles he ate, but this connection made him a little unbelievable.

"Have you ever thought about opening a branch?" the hunchbacked old man asked as he put down his chopsticks.

Lu Xiaomi thought to herself, yes, of course, I not only want to open a new store, I also want to open the store in the underworld, but I don’t know if you, as a city god, will agree.

"How do you say it?" Lu Xiaomi asked with a smile.

"I have thought about it. Recently, most of my customers are ghosts. I am also thinking about opening a restaurant on Huangquan Road in the underworld, but I can only think about this kind of thing." Lu Xiaomi shook her head.

"Who said you can only think about it, drive, drive immediately, I will give you the green channel." The hunchbacked old man raised his hand and said excitedly. After saying this, he realized something was wrong. He seemed to have taken off his vest.

"Um... who are you?" Lu Xiaomi asked politely, pretending that she seemed to have guessed the identity of the hunchbacked old man, but was not sure about it.

"I am the city god of this area." The hunchbacked old man touched his beard and decided to show his cards and stop pretending.

I am the most domineering and arrogant manager of the underworld in this area, the city god.

"I have heard about what happened to you these past few days. Your dishes are indeed edible by ghosts as rumored, and they taste good. It's just that your method of letting ghosts exchange memories for delicious food is inappropriate."

The City God touched his chin and said: "I have an idea. You open a gourmet restaurant in the underworld. I can help arrange the construction, transportation and waiters. I will arrange a green channel for you. However, your gourmet restaurant in the earth cannot entertain ghosts anymore.

, even if you are entertaining, you are not allowed to use your memory to exchange for delicious food, can you do that?"

Lu Xiaomi nodded, "The little girl knows the rules. Even the city god said so, so the little girl should follow it."

"Then when will you come to the underworld to open a shop?" City God rubbed his hands and asked Lu Xiaomi excitedly. The only food he could eat in the underworld was tribute.

Just the tributes, just the few that come and go, nothing new, he has long been tired of them.

"It may not be possible now. I don't have the right people to help me manage the second store." Lu Xiaomi apologized.

"Are you short of manpower? I can choose for you." After saying that, Cheng Huang took out a stack of information from his bag, "This handsome man with a jade tree in the wind studied food for thirty years, and he is still studying it after his death.

, he has a doctorate, and he would be good as a cook. This man has been a chef in a five-star hotel, studied abroad, and is also a top student. You can see how good-looking he is even with a crew cut. If you ask him to work as a waiter for you, there must be many women.

Ghost comes to check in, and there is this person named Feng Yi. His family comes from a family of cooks, and their family has been cooks for generations. It is said that he can cook at the age of three, and at the age of seven he can cook delicious dishes worthy of Michelin five stars. He is a

A natural cook, this person later lost his tongue and couldn't taste, and committed suicide because he suddenly couldn't taste food. It's a pity that he is such a good person. Forget it, I'm going to show you some information about other people.

"Cheng Huang took out a few more piles of information from his bag.

"No, just this person, this person. He is suitable to be a store manager. Can I take a look at this person?" Lu Xiaomi picked up all the information about this person named Feng Yi and read it carefully from beginning to end.

"Aren't you thinking about other people?" Cheng Huang asked.

Lu Xiaomi shook her head, "That's him, he's very suitable." He knows how to make various dishes, has been a cook, and has rich experience. It just so happens that he has lost his precious sense of taste.

This person has abilities and needs.

And Lu Xiaomi has a system that can exchange for medicine that allows ghosts to have a sense of taste, which can help this person.

When Lu Xiaomi saw the rumored genius chef Feng Yi, her pupils shrank.

Feng Yi has a pair of green eyes, a good face, clear facial features, and is very beautiful.

And his arms are strong, even if he is not a cook, he is still a human being.

This figure and face are what ordinary people aspire to.

"Do you still have no sense of taste now?" Lu Xiaomi asked.

Feng Yi shook his head, smiled bitterly, and dug into his sore spots without caring that Lu Xiaomi had already appeared.

"I have a bottle of medicine here that can cure your tastelessness. The price is that your soul will always belong to me from now on. Are you willing to drink it?" Lu Xiaomi said and opened her hand.

Lying there is a purple medicine bottle.

"Why don't you dare? I'll be dead anyway." Even if the purple medicine is poison, it can't kill him now.

What if the sense of taste comes back?

Feng Yi is now a dead horse and a living horse doctor. He will try any method. He twists open the bottle and drinks the contents in one gulp.

After drinking, Feng Yi was stunned. He covered his mouth and couldn't believe the feeling in his mouth just now.

"Isn't it very sweet?" Lu Xiaomi said, taking out a few pieces of chocolate from his pocket and handing them to Feng Yi, "You might as well eat a few pieces of chocolate to experiment."

Feng Yi immediately tried it, opened the chocolate wrapper and put it in his mouth.

The chocolate was silky and a little bitter, a taste he hadn't tasted in a long time.

He chewed twice, then tore open the wrapping paper and put a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

Feeling the two pieces of chocolate melting on the tip of his tongue, feeling the sweetness of the melted chocolate sticking to his tongue, his eyes blurred, and tears fell like water from a floodgate.

Lu Xiaomi tore open the package, put a piece of chocolate into her mouth and said: "It's useless for you to cry. Your soul is already mine. You have sold your soul. If you betray me, you will be raped."

Entering the eighteenth level of hell, you will never be reincarnated again."

Lu Xiaomi knew that Feng Yi cried because he found that his sense of taste had recovered and cried with joy. It was not because of fear, but the process of recruiting employees still had to be followed. After all, he should not scare this person's courage.

What should she do if she doesn't make money for herself and makes trouble for herself everywhere?

"Also, after you sign this, the store manager contract, you will stay with me for the next few days. I will inspect you for a few days. If you are qualified, I will let you run this new restaurant in the underworld. But if

If you are not qualified, I can take away your taste at any time. Do you hear me clearly?" Lu Xiaomi pinched Feng Yi's chin and said condescendingly.

Feng Yi: Be good, nod, listen clearly, I will definitely do a good job.
Chapter completed!