I open a supermarket with strange rules

The waiters at this hotpot restaurant were quite efficient. They cleaned the box in the time it took them to go to the bathroom. There was not a trace of soup on the table, and even the dishes were replaced with new ones.

Zhao Xiyue sat down calmly despite Aqi's murderous gaze, as if what had just happened was just the most ordinary greeting.

Aqi spoke slowly, “Ms. Zhao, it’s time to eat.

I will stare at you and eat all the food, leaving nothing behind!"

At this time, the customers in the restaurant pricked up their ears to listen to the noise here.

They have realized that this little girl is by no means as weak and gullible as she appears.

On the contrary, this could be a big deal.

If I follow the big guys and copy their homework, won’t I be able to pass the test without any effort?

There are many people who think this way. Zhao Xiyue smiled and said, "Of course, I've heard that the chef of this hot pot restaurant is very good."

God knows why there is a chef in a hot pot restaurant.

Zhao Xiyue lied with her eyes open.

The waiter at the side seemed to be very pleased with this and echoed, "Our chef's skills are unique in the world. You have a good taste."

Staring at everyone's gaze, Zhao Xiyue picked up the oyster mushrooms and put them into the soup base.

The brown and white mushrooms floated in the boiling soup. Zhao Xiyue waited quietly for a while, picked up the cooked oyster mushrooms, dipped them in the hot pot restaurant's secret dipping sauce, and put them into her mouth.

Fresh, spicy and bursting in your mouth instantly.

I don’t know what kind of mushroom this is, but it’s a bit crispy and has absorbed a lot of soup. When I take a bite, the rich taste is amazing.

This is much more delicious than the hotpot that Xiaoshu reproduced based on her memory.

This chef is really good.

Zhao Xiyue's mind became more active.

She has no other hobbies, except that she loves to taste delicious food.

There is no such thing as loyalty from a strange person. As long as the money is in place, he will just follow me obediently.

Zhao Xiyue nodded with satisfaction and poured all the other oyster mushrooms into the hot pot without adding any other dishes.

There is an order to eating hotpot, of course, this is only for people who are particular about it.

Zhao Xiyue is not a person who likes to pay attention to details, but she guesses that the chef is a person who likes to pay attention to details.

Goo, go, go.

While waiting for the oyster mushrooms to become cooked, the waiter who was threatened by the recording came over with three exquisite dishes.

A plate of Yangzhou fried rice with golden grains.

A plate of golden and crispy crispy pork.

A stack of exquisite and beautiful plum cakes.

Zhao Xiyue could already smell the fragrance before the food was put down.

The aroma of egg fried rice, the crispy aroma of crispy pork, and the sweet aroma of plum cake made her appetite grow.

Zhao Xiyue picked up a piece of crispy meat and put it into her mouth. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The gravy exploded in her mouth, with a hint of cumin.

It was so delicious.

Zhao Xiyue looked very gentle while eating, but her speed was not slow at all.

After a while, the stack of crispy meat was finished.

After eating the crispy pork, Zhao Xiyue basically confirmed her guess.

Some chefs believe that mixing food together will affect the true taste of the food, and dishes should be eaten one by one.

Apparently, this chef is such a particular person. The first thing to do is to eat the dishes in order, and second, you cannot mix them together.

Some of the diners who were observing her actions suddenly became restless.

“Why can she change the dishes?”

He watched helplessly as the three disgusting dishes were taken away and replaced with three obviously normal dishes, and he was immediately unhappy.

When the waiter heard this, he recalled the scene in which he was in danger, and his eyes were suddenly filled with dark mist. "Please eat quietly, sir."

The thin man who was shouting was a little scared, but when he saw the new rule, he said confidently, "I want to change my dish, too."

The waiter couldn't bear it any longer, so he stuck out his bright red tongue, wrapped it around his head, and dragged him into the kitchen.

This is the seventh person to die today.

When Zhao Xiyue went to the bathroom, someone tried to imitate her behavior and took the dining companion away, and then lost his life.

As more people died, the atmosphere in the hot pot restaurant became weird.

In the next private room, Sun Lulu frowned and said, "The white-haired taster is definitely not of low level. This girl was able to suppress him violently. Her talent is definitely in increasing strength."

The human species has its own physical limits. It is impossible for it to be unable to suppress three-star or higher monsters.

Unless with the help of hot weapons.

Qian Yian nodded, "That makes sense. She thinks she has enough strength to suppress the weirdness, so she's naturally not afraid of the tasters. But I still don't understand, why did she order five?"

Sun Lulu didn't understand this either.

At this moment, she was looking at the three plates of squirming, strangely colored dishes in front of her, feeling a little worried. "There is definitely something wrong with these three things. What should we do?"

Qian Yian's expression was also somewhat solemn.

After thinking for a while, he put his left hand on the dining table. A dark tongue grew in the palm of his hand. It seemed that the tongue had been hungry for a long time and stared at all the food greedily.

Then he couldn't wait to clear all the food on the table.

Qian Yian turned pale instantly. This was the strange power that resided in his body. He had to pay a certain price every time he used it.

Sun Lulu looked at him with some concern, "Brother An, you can't use this arm recently."

"Yeah." Qian Yian put down his sleeves to cover his arms which had already turned black.

The two were just breathing a sigh of relief when a waiter in a blue vest came over with a plate of fruit in his hands.

"Hello, customers. This is a fruit plate for you."

After saying that, without waiting for the two to refuse, the waiter in the blue vest put down the plates and left.

Zhao Xiyue also received a fruit plate.

There are four grids of fruits neatly arranged inside, which look a bit like apples, dragon fruit, watermelon and pears.

The rules that Zhao Xiyue had just seen in the bathroom suddenly appeared in her mind.

[This hot pot restaurant does not sell fruit. If fruit appears on the table, please take it to the front desk immediately and put it in the suggestion box. And find the foreman in black clothes and ask him to make up a portion of the ingredients. ]

She frowned, not sure whether she should believe this rule.

At present, the situation in hot pot restaurants has become quite obvious.

The employees, the waiters and the diners.

There is no doubt that the hot pot restaurant wants to drag diners into the kitchen by making them break the rules.

The dining companions are here to enjoy dim sum, and they will take action when they get the chance.

Foodies are the way to survive.

On the surface, hot pot restaurants and dining companions are in the same camp and do not conflict.

But Zhao Xiyue discovered from the fact that Aqi had to abide by the rules that perhaps the two sides were also secretly in opposition.

So the question is, who wrote the rules on the mirror?

Definitely not the proper employees of the store, they will not reveal secrets about the rules.

If they are companions for eating, their purpose is obviously to eat people.

Then there is a high probability that there is something wrong with this rule.

Zhao Xiyue glanced at the other tables and found that quite a few were being given fruits, at least half of them.

Everyone was holding a fruit plate with conflicted expressions.

After thinking for a while, she picked up the fruit plate and stood up.