I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 203 Strange Tale of Rules (Black and Gray)
As soon as she ran out of the corridor, she ran into the property owner's "faceless man", Qiuli panicked, but saw that he ignored her at all.

He and Qiuli passed by at the entrance of the corridor.

It seems that he is going to deal with the "black gray" problem.

After Qiuli reached the next floor, her eyes suddenly brightened. She had fled to the entrance of the corridor on the second floor, and the bell could not be heard here. It seemed that the alarm just now was only for the third floor.

She let out a long sigh of relief, it seems that this test should be regarded as passed.

She walked out of Building B with an empty takeaway box on her back.

When she reached the sidewalk, she saw the crossroads she had come before. She looked to the right side of the road, and there was a tall building there through the fog. Looking at the map sign on the phone, it should be building A. Commercial and residential buildings.

The map shows that there is a convenience store opposite the commercial and residential building of Building A.

Qiuli's heart is itching, but today is the first day of work, so it's better not to make extra troubles.

She regretfully put away her mobile phone and prepared to cross the intersection in front of her.

The first time she was born and the second time she was acquainted, her steps were obviously a little faster on the way back, despite the various movements coming from behind her, she regarded herself as deaf.

"Little girl, you have dirty things on your back." An aunt crossing the road next to her reminded her.

"This person is rude, tell her not to make a sound." Another voice sounded.

Qiuli curled her lips, I'm not fooled.

After crossing the road, not only did the fog not dissipate, but it became thicker. Although Qiuli couldn't remember what it was like in other places, the world in front of her really made her feel weird.

She lowered her head and glanced at her watch. At a quarter past twelve, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't eaten for most of the day. She touched her stomach, and it was strange that she wasn't hungry.

This is not right, this made her panic even more than what happened before, how could she forget to eat breakfast?

Heavy footsteps came from the thick fog behind him, and a sharp claw stretched towards Qiuli with the sound of howling wind.

Qiuli heard the movement, and her hairs stood on end. This kind of gimmick is everywhere in this ghost place. Although I know it's an illusion, the atmosphere of horror is full. If this continues, sooner or later my nerves will break down.

Thinking of this, she suddenly exerted force on her right foot, and her whole body rushed forward like an arrow off the string.

The hand behind her was caught off guard by her sudden departure, and her fingertips scratched the buckle of Qiuli's takeaway box, and the buckle fell to the ground, and Qiuli's figure had disappeared from the street.

A sigh of regret came from the mist...

Back at the wonton shop, Qiuli saw a bowl of wontons on the table for the first time. The boss sitting on the chair in front of the stove was smiling at the dusty Qiuli. He said:
"Put down your things and eat something first. We have two meals a day here, and small wontons are enough."

As soon as the words fell, for some reason, Qiuli's stomach growled, and then a surge of hunger swept over her.

Qiuli quickly put down the takeaway box and went to the sink to wash her hands first.

After eating a bowl of wontons, her hunger finally subsided, and the boss' voice sounded from the side: "What's going on?"

She turned her head and saw that the boss was squatting next to the takeaway box, touching its lid with her hands.

Qiuli glanced at it, and saw that the place where the buckle was originally was cut off by a sharp blade, and the buckle was gone.

"Did something happen today?" The boss frowned.

"The guy in room 301 refused to open the door, and hid inside to molest me. After I broke in, I found that the inside was covered with black ash, so I ran away quickly, and then came back."

Qiuli thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was the only thing worth mentioning today.

The boss cursed: "You want to get wool from me all day long, damn it."

As soon as the words fell, the small wonton shop suddenly darkened a few degrees. His thin fingers were put down from the takeaway box, and he muttered: "I'm going out for a walk, you look after the shop."

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.

Qiuli was taken aback, stood up hurriedly, chased to the door and asked, "If the guests come, can I cook wontons for them?"

The boss waved his hand: "It's up to you, just treat it as your own home."

In such a short time, his back was hidden in the mist and disappeared.

Qiu Lixing washed the bowls in a hurry, and began to take out the wonton wrappers bought by the boss from the refrigerator. All the wontons were freshly made and wrapped. On the counter, there were only a dozen small wonton covers left Under the gauze.

These are probably left by the boss for himself.

The boss is actually not bad, Qiu Li thought to herself, she began to clean the stuffing materials in an orderly manner, the first time she did it, she found that her technique was sophisticated, it was not like the first time she operated it.

After reading it in the morning, Qiuli's memory is very good. She repeated all the steps and details of the boss, and it was exactly the same. It didn't take long for fifty small wontons to be wrapped.

When the boss comes back and let him try it, maybe he can complete the task ahead of schedule.

Qiuli was thinking beautifully, when five people came suddenly in the mist, four men and one woman, they walked to the door of Chaos Shop, and stopped suddenly.

The leader was a tall man with short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He took a step forward and said, "How do you sell wontons?"

Qiuli's heart skipped a beat, are these foreigners?There is no reason for locals not to know the price of wontons.

Immediately afterwards, she stood there in a daze. Too bad, she didn't know the price either.

At the entrance of the alley that she couldn't see, the original notice posted there had been blown away by the wind and replaced with a new one:
[Chaihuo Lane Rules:

1. The delivery staff temporarily takes over the right to speak;
2. The price is determined by the delivery staff;

3. Buy things without bargaining;
4. Praise the firewood ravioli. 】

Qiuli thought about it carefully. Before the boss bought meat at the vegetable market for 100 yuan, the meat weighed about 5 or 6 catties.

Counting the rent of this store, plus the cost of being the only employee, it would be better to be higher than lower.

"A bowl is 20 yuan." Qiu Li quoted one, which didn't seem like a reasonable price.

A long-haired man who was the thinnest among the five said: "It's so expensive, it's cheaper." As soon as the words fell, he seemed to see something terrible, and suddenly let out a scream from his mouth. The mist surged and enveloped him in an instant.

Before Qiuli could see clearly, the mist had been quickly withdrawn, and in a blink of an eye, this person disappeared from sight.

The man at the head broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't care to check the whereabouts of the other party, and walked into the shop and said, "Give me a bowl."

Then he added: "Thank you."

The remaining three people walked in one by one as if they were mourning, and each of them asked for a bowl.

Qiuli was undecided, and suddenly remembered the announcement she saw at the entrance of the alley, "No bargaining for shopping", and immediately mourned the disappearing stranger.

She was uneasy, but her speed was not slow. There was a charcoal fire in the stove itself. She handed over some new firewood, and then stepped on the air duct next to her with her foot. After a while, the fire was bright and the water boiled. went in...

"I don't know why, but after arriving here, I feel very hungry." The only girl among the four said in a low voice.

"Who says no, otherwise we wouldn't come to ask the price. Before we understand the rules, it seems that we should talk less, otherwise we will be like the fifth child."

"Oh, I see." The girl rubbed her belly, waiting pitifully for Qiuli's wontons to come out of the pot.

(End of this chapter)