The morning light broke through the gray clouds and sprinkled on the streets of Kosolk. Countless gray-white shadows emerged from the rows of Gothic-style buildings.
The young man with black hair and brown eyes, wearing a linen material, a gray vest and a starched yellow shirt, is one of these shadows. Like other citizens of Kosol who wake up early and work hard at night, the young man is thin but handsome. Started my 22nd time in this world - looking for a job.
Not far away, two police officers were cursing and cleaning up the homeless man's body.
Every winter, countless homeless people freeze to death on the streets of Kosolk.
The boy would feel nauseous and retching when he first met him, but now he has become accustomed to it.
He lowered his head silently, pulled the thick woolen scarf, covered his mouth and nose, and passed by the constables in bright uniforms, trying not to attract their attention.
The sheriff of this neighborhood has a common problem. He will regard you as a thief when he sees someone wearing rags. When the young man came in a hurry, his only decent-looking vest was torn by a beggar while begging.
After cracks appear on the clothes, no matter how handsome the appearance is, they will still face difficulties from these police officers.
Fortunately, they were busy disposing of the body and ignored the boy.
The boy passed by smoothly and entered another dark alley.
The alley was filled with a complex smell mixed with excrement and rotting corpses. The wind must have blown the smell of the homeless into the cramped alley.
"Help! Help!"
The woman's scream reached the boy's ears.
Deep in the alley, a blond woman wearing a long linen skirt was being bullied by two burly men.
Her clothes were in rags and she was crying hoarsely. She reached out her hands in despair and asked for help from the young man.
"Save me, young gentleman."
However, the young man passed by them numbly, paying no attention to anything.
When the boy walked about 10 meters away, the two men let go.
The blonde woman in the linen dress pulled her clothes and spat,
"Damn, another unsympathetic bastard."
"Don't think about it. His waistcoat is torn. He looks like a poor guy from the Rue de la Mare."
Things like this happen every day in Kosolk, they are a professional fraud gang.
Women are responsible for playing the victim, and men are responsible for playing the criminal. As long as they catch the fat sheep, they will take advantage of the fat sheep's sympathy and use the lie that the woman owes them a lot of money to ask the fat sheep for money.
Teenagers are already familiar with their routines and sneer at their behavior. It is these scammers who deprive women in real need of help from the opportunity to seek help.
Finally, the boy arrived at the Rhine Apartment.
A six-story old Gothic building with a one-eyed crow on the roof.
He took out the newspaper in his arms and compared it carefully. He found that it was exactly the same as the photo, and then he nodded with confidence and walked into the corridor with anxiety.
Locke traveled through this world for three years. Not only did he not receive a large inheritance from his parents, he also shouldered a huge debt left by them and depended on his sister Hannah.
If Hannah hadn't had a decent job as a journalist, Locke might not even have been able to attend a secondary vocational school.
Relying on his sister's relationship, he read a lot of newspapers and magazines in the world, but he still couldn't get an A grade in a secondary vocational school. He was admitted to an institution of higher learning and became an unemployed vagrant after graduation.
And he became an unreliable young man who was described by his neighbors as "not doing his job properly and looking for witches all over the world".
Of course, Locke cannot be entirely blamed for this. No one knew that he had awakened the witch feeding system.
Locke looked forward to changing his destiny with his superpowers, but was soon slapped in the face by reality.
He has visited 54 places in search of the legendary witch based on folklore, neighborhood rumors, and various tabloids and magazines. It turned out that those were all rumors and he was a fool.
Mrs. Sadr, who claimed to be a witch who lived to be 300 years old, was actually a psychopath.
Miss Jenny, who claims to be the favored one of the evil god and the witch of desire, is actually a street girl.
Mr. Hamure, who claims to be a cross-dressing witch, is actually a transvestite male.
Incidents like this, when told by a teenager, can make all his peers willingly buy him a glass of rum out of their own pockets, but they cannot solve the debt left by his parents or the water bill of the apartment.
A month ago, the newspaper office laid off employees, but Hannah, who had always worked hard, unexpectedly appeared on the list, making Locke see the reality completely.
He just began to give up his unrealistic fantasies, give up looking for witches and extraordinary powers that most likely did not exist, and started to look for a job down to earth and hard.
I used to be a food blogger and had rich cooking experience. Even family meals can make Hannah full of praise.
With Hannah's encouragement, he began looking for chef-related jobs.
Unfortunately, his 21 previous rejections dampened his confidence.
Even so, you still have to keep looking for a job.
At the door of the apartment on the second floor, a group of gray shadows lined up in a long line and filled the hallway.
There are so many people who want to work, more than the boy imagined. It is comparable to the boy's interviews with Fortune 500 companies in his previous life.
He was now very hungry, with only a piece of black bread left in his arms, and he just hoped that this interview would not be a mess.
Locke’s interview didn’t take long.
Because none of the people in front seemed to meet the requirements. They were all forced by life to come here for interviews, and they didn’t know how to cook at all.
In fact, if they are not from a well-off family, few people know how to cook. This society has not yet reached the age of popularization of knowledge. Big capitalists, big businessmen, and old and new aristocrats have monopolized knowledge and culture.
This is also the reason why Locke has been rejected many times before. No one believes that a young man wearing cheap clothes and without a chef's diploma can cook.
"Next person."
Locke walked in and sat down on the interview chair upright.
In front of him was a stunning-looking girl.
Red lips, white teeth, fair skin, delicate facial features, and sapphire-like eyes shining with a cunning light.
She was wearing a black waist-length skirt, her long silver hair fell like a waterfall, and there was a noble temperament in her every move that was incompatible with the people around her.
Judging from her age, she is only sixteen years old at most.
This was slightly different from what Locke imagined. He originally thought that his interviewer would be a middle-aged woman from the Family Work Association.
They are responsible for hiring home cooks, housekeepers, maids, tutors and other positions for wealthy people, and taking a commission from them.
The girl in front of her didn't look like a member of the Family Work Association just by looking at her clothes.
Surprisingly, Locke's system panel, which had been unresponsive for three years, miraculously popped out and stood between him and the beautiful girl. The light blue screen was particularly eye-catching.
Fortunately, only I can see it.
【Ding! Witch information detected: Irene Mostia]
[Successful feeding can randomly obtain a superpower of the witch]
[It was detected that only a piece of black bread was left on the host]
[Feeding success rate 0.01%]
Witch! ! !
There really are witches in this world! ! !
Locke suddenly became very excited.
Destiny's true love was joking with himself. Just when he had given up looking for the witch, the witch suddenly appeared.
"Can you cook?"
Witch Miss Irene asked expressionlessly.
"meeting."
Locke's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed, and added,
"I can make unique and unique dishes, Miss Eileen, please let me try it."
The black bread in your arms is useless. The success rate is 0.01%. Taking it out may reduce the witch lady's favorability towards him.
If you can make a meal and let her eat it, then it must be considered a successful feeding, right?
Irene was not surprised that the boy knew her name. She left her name when the newspaper published the recruitment information.
"The remaining people don't need to interview. You, come to the kitchen with me."
Eileen stood up and raised her head proudly. She was only 1.6 meters tall, but she walked out with an aura of 2.8 meters.
Locke discovered that the silver-haired Miss Witch was not only outstanding in appearance, but also had a top-notch figure.
Full breasts, slender waist, and white feet without shoes.
That's right, she didn't wear shoes. There was no charcoal fire or fireplace in the room, and there was no floor heating. She didn't even wear shoes.
Although I don’t know why Miss Witch didn’t reject someone like me who didn’t have a chef diploma like other restaurants and families, she just let him pass the preliminary examination and enter the re-examination.
But Locke must cherish this opportunity, the opportunity to change his destiny! ! !
The people outside the door left in frustration, not knowing which lucky person was chosen. They had no time to complain. They had to rush to the next interview location or a soup kitchen to find the next meal to satisfy their hunger.
Locke walked into the kitchen and saw a kitchen three times the size of his rental apartment, as well as a variety of exquisite kitchen utensils.
Even if Irene is not a witch, she is definitely a rich woman.
There are all kinds of fresh ingredients on the shelves, including lamb, fresh beef, chicken, potatoes, peas, onions, tomatoes, etc. There are also many seasonings, including pepper, cloves, cinnamon, and even the unpopular chili!
Locke took a deep breath and planned to use his unique skills to amaze the witch lady in front of him!
"Dear Miss Eileen, may I have free reign?"
Locke asked tentatively.
Erin nodded, "Okay."
"Thank you for your generosity."
You only have one chance in front of you, so you can't screw it up.
Looking at Miss Witch's clothes, you can tell that her daily diet is definitely not bad. Western food such as steak and lamb chops is definitely a common meal.
The best way to win her favor is to make delicious food that she has never eaten before. The freshness will not only increase her appetite, but also improve her evaluation of the food, just like when she ate seafood for the first time.
Locke decided to make oriental cuisine and rely on the skills of his previous life to conquer the witch lady in front of him. Of course, he must also make appropriate improvements based on local flavors. Not everyone can accept the original taste.
Looking at the chicken on the shelf and the peppers he hadn't seen in years, a feeling of excitement filled Locke's heart.
Spicy chicken, it’s yours! It was risky, but he believed in Hannah.
He once made a simple and improved version of spicy chicken for Hannah to taste, and it got very high praise.
Locke first washed the stains on his hands, looked at the ingredients quietly for 10 seconds, and then his eyes became serious.
He washed the chicken, picked up a kitchen knife, carefully cut the chicken into diced meat, and gently put it into a bowl. There was no room for carelessness in treating this precious ingredient. Then he tasted it with salt and cooking wine, and then added oil. Micro-fried in the pot.
Put the pot on the fire and cook it until it is 70% hot. Pour in the diced chicken until it is cooked. Decant it and set aside.
Leave oil in the pot until hot, add chili sauce and stir-fry until brown, add Sichuan peppercorns and stir-fry until fragrant, pour in chicken, cook in cooking wine, mix well, add salt, MSG, pepper, sugar, vinegar, add fresh soup and stir-fry until chicken dices are thickened. soft.
In order to make the taste sweeter, the proportion of white sugar will be doubled, which not only reduces the spiciness, but also makes it more in line with Western tastes.
When the juice dries up, add the onions and stir well.
The whole process went smoothly, as if it had been rehearsed countless times in my mind, and there was not a single flaw in the details.
Locke seemed to be taking the most rigorous civil service examination, doing every step to the extreme.
A drop of sweat fell gently from his forehead, and at the same time, the cooking was just finished.
He picked up the silver fork next to him, took a piece of diced chicken and put it into his mouth, savoring the taste. It tasted better than the simple version of spicy chicken he made for Hannah last time.
The spiciness is mild, the aroma is rich, the taste is soft and waxy, and the color is golden.
He nodded slightly, put the delicious and delicious spicy chicken on a plate, and respectfully handed it to Miss Witch Irene.
[Detected that the host successfully prepared delicious spicy chicken]
[Feeding success rate 99.99%]
Eileen watched the whole process and found that the boy was indeed quite capable.
But the dish he made was weird. Why didn't he use pepper and cloves? Why use chili sauce as a seasoning?
Why not just coat the chicken in flour and fry it, then coat it in bread crumbs, or bake it directly? Why stir fry back and forth?
Smelling the rich aroma of the spicy chicken, Irene put away her complaints, picked up the silver knife and fork, poked a piece lightly, and put it in her mouth.
Irene's fair little face turned red.
The first time I experienced this spiciness, my mouth felt like it could spit out fire.
However, the delicious taste that followed immediately conquered her.
Panting heavily and enduring the spiciness, she ate the second and third pieces, and finally took the plates directly.
【Ding! Feeding the witch was successful! 】
[Randomly obtain an ability of the witch]
【Getting it now...】
[Life Spying: Can see the life span of everyone]
[Road to advancement: Change the fate of 1,000 people, and can be upgraded to life control]
[Life control: You can easily change the number of days of other people's lifespan, but you must follow the principle of equivalence. One person's lifespan is transferred to another person, no more or less. This ability can only be used three times a year, otherwise it will suffer backlash. 】
