Seeing the thumbs up from Chef Timmy, William, who was leaning against the wall to avoid being sprayed, secretly clenched his fist. Since the dish was approved by the other party, there was no need to consider the cost issue anymore.
More importantly,
William gained improvement in the process of cooking, or more precisely, an improvement in his self-awareness. He completed a systemic integration of symptoms, allowing different symptoms to be more perfectly integrated in the dishes.
Even at the moment when the food was served, William had a vague feeling that he was about to embark on a journey.
It’s a pity that I haven’t found the right path yet, otherwise I would be able to walk some distance between the paths based on this feeling.
At this time, Chef Timmy has finished eating the rice noodle rolls and gave his comments:
“The dishes have reached the level of the Demon Feast, but as I said at the beginning, the color and presentation of the dishes still need to be polished.
At least the diners should have a strong urge to taste the dishes as soon as they see them, instead of having doubts that outweigh the desire to eat as we did just now.
In addition, the iron chain powder you added is indeed very innovative, but remember to control the dosage. Even with grapes to relieve greasiness and spiciness, the mouth will still feel a certain discomfort. The pain of the monastery is used for prisoners.
Finally, about the explosion, well... keep it! It's really interesting, and the boss might like it too. "
After that, Chef Timmy took out a golden card from his pocket.
"Limited Edition Kitchen Free Trial Coupon (Ten Times)"
"Due to your diverse symptoms, you should be able to make other types of food besides rice noodle rolls. Since you were able to make a dish that meets the level of a demon feast for the first time, I will grant you this gold card. You can come and communicate with me when you are free in the future."
When this limited gold card is taken out,
Catherine, who was standing by, widened her eyes before she could even wipe the juice from the corner of her mouth. Such a gold card was extremely precious to them, the main members of the circus.
"Thank you Chef Timmy."
The temporary meal is over.
The trainer Zuo Ke seemed a little strange. He didn't say a word the whole time.
Before leaving the table, he specially asked the chef to borrow a tablecloth wide enough to tie over his lower body, in order to cover and suppress the primitive animal nature aroused by the delicious food.
With a tablecloth wrapped around his lower body, Zuo Ke finally stood up slowly, then put a hand on William's shoulder and transmitted a message through his brain:
"William, you must quickly become a core member. I can't wait to taste the dishes you make at the Demon Banquet. I also want to see the boss's expression when he eats your dishes. Your dishes may win the best at the Demon Banquet.
If you have any questions about epilepsy in the future or want to exchange knowledge, feel free to come to the zoo to find me.
Next time you go to the kitchen, please bring me along, and I will continue to be the food taster. 』
"good."
This trip to the kitchen was the most successful one today. Not only was William promoted, but he was also appreciated by the chef.
After eating the rice rolls, Zuo Ke liked this little brother who was also a psychopath more and more. Before, they just walked side by side, but now they put their arms around each other's shoulders, showing the attitude of good brothers, leaving Catherine with almost no room.
Wait until the three people leave.
The smile on Chef Timmy's face instantly disappeared, and he immediately ordered his subordinates to clean up the temporary dining area.
When the employees saw the juice splashing all over the room, they were stunned for half the night. They had not seen such a dirty scene for a long time, and some of them were even about to vomit.
I have no idea what just happened, and I don't understand why the chef isn't angry.
"How's the situation in the kitchen?"
"Reporting to the chef, we have completed a comprehensive inspection of the kitchen and found no external pieces of meat, nor any signs of black hair invasion."
"Um."
Chef Timmy then went to the kitchen himself and released his tongue directly.
Countless little hands on the surface of the tongue opened their fingers and shook, and a signal wave like a radar spread outward.
After a check, Timmy was also surprised. "After three hours of cooking, there was no hair. The meat cabinet was also very quiet... The boss's hunch was right. In this case, it is necessary to report it in person."
Timmy came to the garbage area in the kitchen, not to check whether William had effectively disposed of the garbage while cooking, but to stand in front of the largest and most expensive equipment in the entire kitchen.
"Hot-Shot High-Temperature Incinerator"
This device can effectively curb the proliferation of hair and is a key prop to stabilize the kitchen. It also has a secret function... Not many people in the entire circus know about this function.
Crunch! Crunch!
Timmy stuck his tongue out as far as possible.
Let the tongue wrap around the whole body from the head, and finally form an extremely moist "tongue nail".
This tongue nail can effectively resist the burning of flames by constantly secreting saliva, and stepped into the incinerator leisurely and confidently... Who would have thought that the incinerator, which seemed to have limited space, actually had a different world.
This is also called the "burning partition"
Crunch~
A secret door hidden deep in the partition was opened by the chef, and below it was an endless staircase filled with black hair.
When the door opened, the hair crowded inside wanted to rush out like crazy.
Swish!
Timmy moved to the stairwell in an instant, and the tongue behind him immediately closed the secret door, ensuring that not a single strand of black hair could escape to the outside world.
Keeping his tongue nail in place, he continued to walk downwards, ignoring the black hair around his body.
I don't know how long it took,
A real curtain woven from hair appeared before his eyes. It was a hundred times more intuitive than the curtain William saw in the terrifying illusion, and the degree of fear was also more intense.
Behind the hair curtain, a very magnetic male voice came out:
"Timmy, it's not time for the injection yet, right? What do you want to see me for?"
"Boss, your feeling is correct. A newcomer with 'special death' has come to the circus and passed the recruitment test.
As per your instructions, you gave him the opportunity to make the dish on his own when we first met.
As you might have guessed, not a single strand of black hair invaded the entire cooking process.
It is certain that the uncontrolled black hair falling from your body may be afraid of the special death on him,
This kind of death is most likely a deep death in the original tomb, or even a death that does not belong to our world.
If you have the help of this young man, it may be of great help to your physical management. Do you need me to find Jia En and let this young man go and help me in the kitchen directly?"
"Unknown death?... Ahem! No rush. Let him stay with Jaen and learn more. Since he wants to touch the abyss, let him touch it more.
His path is indeed hidden in the abyss. Wait until he becomes a core member according to the normal process and then come to see me."
"But your body!"
"The most that the open-source patient can do is to help me clean up the extra hair. So what? Completing the path may help me a little. That's all. Keep paying attention to this newcomer.
Such a free dead person who is not restricted by the original tomb and is mixed with so many diseases fits the theme of our circus very well, and can also add an extra attribute of death for us.
Fight to make him a complete member of Terror and a part of our family.
Of course... If we find that his motives are not pure, and there are any personal factors that may threaten the circus, we will deal with them immediately. But you don't have to worry about this, it is enough to have Jaen's supervision. "
"yes."