I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 235 Brendan (new idea)
Ole lived not far from the Public Security Department. He crossed Zhi'an Street to Second Avenue, turned right, and walked straight to Qingnian Street. This area was in the old city, and the area was almost full of rental houses.

Ole's house has two floors, but he lives in the basement. Half of the windows in the basement are on the sidewalk. Fortunately, they are hollowed out so that they don't stick to the street.

After groping down the steps in the dark, he took out the key and opened the low wooden door in front of him. A cat meowed from behind. It was Lulu, the stray cat he had been feeding. He waved his hand and said He muttered, "I have nothing to eat today."

Lulu is a cow cat with a strong figure. After barking twice and finding no response, she stopped and squatted in front of his window sill. Ole wearily pushed open the door and walked in, turning on the light switch.

The room consisted of one bedroom and one living room. The living room was in a mess, just like his life. He turned his eyes away, quickly removed all his clothes, walked into the bathroom, took a shower, wrapped himself in a towel, and entered the bedroom. The bedroom was even smaller. The small one can only fit a single bed and a simple cabinet.

He turned off the light and quickly lay down on the bed. As a migrant worker working in the port, he could sleep for another 2 hours.

In his sleep, he met the lady he saw at night again, and she asked him to find her in the ghost alley of Coolie Street early in the morning, and he agreed without hesitation.

He woke up on time at 6:[-], and a clear idea came to his mind to find her.

After a brief wash, he put on his most decent shirt, trousers and boots, found an old hat, dusted it off, and put it on his head.

For the first time, instead of going to the port, he turned right from Young Street into Third Avenue in the opposite direction.

Coolie Street is just southeast of Third Avenue, and it takes about 20 minutes to walk.

Early in the morning, Qiuli bought wheat flour, eggs and jam made by the locals at the street market.

After shopping, she walked along Coolie Street to Ghost Alley. She looked at the entrance of the alley engulfed by weeds. The name Ghost Alley deserved its name, and now there were indeed two "ghosts" living in it.

On both sides of Coolie Street, there are shacks and low bungalows. As the name suggests, almost all the people here are doing coolie work. To the north of Coolie Street is the vegetable market along the street, and the business is very good.

Qiu Li was afraid of causing trouble, since there was someone who looked like her here, it would be more appropriate for her to change her appearance.

She can vaguely see her original appearance at the moment, her brown hair is coiled behind her head, her eyes are lighter brown, her nose bridge is straight, and her eye sockets are sunken. Walking with the locals, she can no longer be recognized as a foreigner people.

The "hijab changing face" prop is really easy to use.

There was no one around, she reached out and grabbed a silver thread, and quickly pulled it back to the front of the building.

The first thing to do when you come back is to put back the props. After all, there are not many chips, so save them.

The boy with a broken arm wandering in the hall greeted her with a smile, and then floated to the other side, seeming to be on patrol. Qiuli looked at the clean ground and was very satisfied with the new employee's performance.

There is an induction cooker in the tea room on the third floor, and the kitchen utensils are basically complete. Qiuli made two simple breakfasts, pancakes with jam, served with coffee, and made a pot of tea for Chigui alone. Of course, the tea was from her office. Take it out.

The table in the waiting room was changed to a dining table. There are bright windows on both sides, condescending, and the surrounding scenery can be seen clearly.

She ate her share of breakfast, thinking as she ate.

Before meeting Ole, she originally wanted to be a witch hunter, but now she has changed her mind, and she wants to open a restaurant.

If it is said that the most inspiring place to inquire about news is the place where you eat and drink.

As for western food, Qiuli thinks she should be able to handle it, and she doesn't have to do it herself, just recruit two chefs.

There is still a lot of gold in the "carry food box", which can be sold for a large sum of money.

After breakfast, Chi Gui hadn't woken up yet, so she took out the "book without words", and the little turtle also let it out, and began to copy the article. When it reached [-] words, Chi Gui finally came out with a sigh of relief .

When the little tortoise saw her, he immediately hid at Qiuli's heels, trembling.

"Book without Words" was full of ink, and returned to the Sea of ​​Consciousness without saying a word.

Qiuli filled the little turtle with ink and threw it into her washbasin, and put it in the duty room.

After Chi Gui finished washing, he dragged his slippers and walked slowly to the dining table, and began to eat breakfast in a leisurely manner.

Qiuli was very curious about the clone, could it be a second personality similar to human research?Then if the clone returns, will she still exist?

Qiu Li's eyes were burning, and Chi Gui rolled her eyes and asked, "Do you have something to say?"

"Do you want to go back to Chigui?"

Qiuli asked.

"Think, we are alone, think about it, I break your leg, do you want your leg to return to your body?" Chi Gui said, taking a bite of the pancake.

This metaphor is really special, but even if the legs don't want to come back, I must get them back.

Qiuli took a sip of coffee and found that the logo of the puppet in the sea of ​​consciousness had given back.

He's already on his way.

This is quite efficient.

The window opened, and the fresh air from outside poured in, and Qiuli felt a rare sense of comfort.

Compared with the dungeon world that has been in crisis all the time, this place is like a paradise specially created for myself.

Qiuli took another sip of coffee, took out the silver coin she got from Oulei, and compared it with the silver coin in her hand.

Except for the different patterns, there is almost no difference in size and weight.

So it seems that it should be the pattern of his own silver coin that caught Ole's attention.

Qiuli had a strange idea, could it be that someone else who had been in the dungeon came here?Or, this is also a dungeon world, but it does not belong to its own game jurisdiction?

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy Qiuli felt. She put away the silver coins, looked out the window, and stared blankly.

Half an hour later, Oulei finally found the ghost alley. Looking at the waist-high weeds in front of him, he was a little confused as to why he came here, but the doubts quickly dissipated, and he walked through the weeds carefully Walked in along the alley.

Not long after, he saw a large open space, and there was a white building on the open space.

The building was built with great style, and the floor-to-ceiling glass downstairs was taller and brighter than what he saw in the church.

There was a notice posted on the door, the font was strange, but he could understand it.

He pushed open the door and walked up the corridor.

Chi Gui left the dining table and went back to his office to drink tea, when Ole's figure appeared from the entrance of the corridor.

"Sit down, have you eaten?" Qiuli asked.

"No." Smelling the aroma of coffee in the air, Ole couldn't help licking his upper lip, and soon a cup of coffee and a fried egg were pushed in front of him.

"Let's chat while eating." Qiu Li said kindly.

She has too many questions to figure out, but she is not in a hurry.

The way the man across the table was eating was not rude, but rather elegant.

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