Listening to what the old gentleman next to him was saying to himself, Xie Chen also moved back a little to gain some distance.
After seeing that there were no hats or clothes around, he quickly spit out the small half of the egg tart in his mouth on the ground.
Seeing that he had spit out what was in his mouth, the old gentleman was relieved and continued to pretend, carefully picking at the blue crab leg on the dinner plate.
While pulling, he also asked the hooded man next to him.
"How's it going? Did you succeed?"
The man in sunglasses and hood shook his head.
Xie Chen listened quietly without raising his head.
"Still not successful?"
"Then we can only wait for the next opportunity to pass by."
From the tone of this old gentleman, it can be heard that he was very disappointed that he did not succeed this time.
Xie Chen guessed what they meant by success.
"I can't help it. I used to be alone, but now there are two people guarding a car. If I do it easily, it will be too easy to attract their attention."
The old gentleman didn't reply. After saying this, the hooded man also closed his mouth.
"Hunter, you should be one of the sober people, right?"
After picking up several blue crab legs, the old gentleman put all the crab meat next to him and asked himself in a low voice.
The crab legs that had just been put down were snatched away by a guy with bird feathers on his arms and swallowed them all.
Xie Chen raised his head and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth after seeing this.
I still clearly remember that when I first came to this banquet hall, bird feathers had already grown on the back of my hands.
Xie Chen looked at the few body hairs on the back of his hands that were still sparse and thicker than ordinary people, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"Afterlife?"
The old gentleman next to him raised his voice a little higher this time, as if he thought he might not hear what he said.
Xie Chen immediately reacted from his thoughts.
"Oh yes……"
After responding, Xie Chen finally felt relieved.
Listening to what the old gentleman said, the two people in front of him should also be awake.
"That would be troublesome..."
Xie Chen frowned, and after thinking about it carefully, he knew what the old gentleman meant.
Only food on white plates can keep people "clean" and avoid falling into "dirty".
But now judging from the various behaviors of these two people, this effect is also short-lived and cannot maintain a person's sobriety for a long time.
Judging from the words of the cleaner in white, and the pig-headed man who had eaten the white plate food before, the pig's head could not be turned back into its original human head.
I probably guessed this myself.
It's just not fully proven yet.
The most important thing is that although the food in the banquet hall is normal, you cannot eat too much, as that will only attract "dirty" pollution.
If you want to make yourself "clean" again, the price you pay will definitely be higher.
But there was too little food on white plates in the banquet hall, and we had to prevent the possibility of being discovered by the hat waiter.
From the quality of the dining car just now and the bowl of lotus seed soup that I took away.
You can tell what kind of treatment the food on the white plate received in this banquet hall?
The freshness is not guaranteed at all. Together with these two people who are still awake, there is no way to fill their stomachs.
Over time.
Either he can't stand the temptation of the normal food fragrance in front of him, and becomes crazy again, and his brain is not clear.
Or starve to death.
There are only two paths to choose from.
Xie Chen thought about it in his mind and took out the pickled olives wrapped in paper towels.
Slowly place it between the two of them.
For a moment, both of them looked at themselves in surprise.
Xie Chen also smiled slightly.
After confirming that there were no hat waiters around, he quickly lowered his voice.
"These olives are the food on those dinner plates. Just two of you, please share them quickly. I'm trying to think of a way to sort them out."
The other one, Xie Chen, who was wearing sunglasses, couldn't see his expression for the time being, but the old gentleman's eyes were shining. Even if they didn't meet each other, Xie Chen could feel his burning gaze.
The old gentleman quickly took two of them with his hands and placed them in front of himself.
Maybe he realized that his movements were too big, so he quickly sat up straight again, not daring to move around.
But the lack of movement does not mean that the mouth dare not speak.
The old gentleman lowered his voice and asked hurriedly to himself.
"Is this all white plate food?"
Xie Chen didn't nod, and a hat waiter looked over. He had no choice but to tap the table twice with his index finger, indicating that the old gentleman's question was correct.
"Although it can't fill my stomach, these are the freshest foods I can pick out from the white plate for the time being."
"If you pretend to take it back secretly and eat it, you can temporarily keep your mind clear."
The hooded man also took two.
There was only one olive left on the paper towel in front of me.
Xie Chen also reached out and wrapped it in a tissue, then stuffed it into his pocket.
"Where did you get these?"
The hooded man asked himself.
Xie Chen only felt that his voice was a little strange.
It sounds like he was dressed very deliberately.
"While they were changing food, I took the opportunity to quickly go over and dig through it."
"Actually, it's not easy. I happened to meet them helping Tibetans, so I could have some time."
"It's really not an easy thing to get food that can fill our stomachs."
After hearing the explanation he made up, the hooded man lowered his head helplessly.
Xie Chen suddenly felt lonely.
But there was nothing I could do. Even if I explained to him that I relied on the timeout, he would probably think of me as a lunatic.
You may not even dare to eat the olives you just took out.
But it’s not easy for the so-called opportunity that I made up to appear again.
"Old man, just use your two olives to solve your troubles."
"My situation is not that serious."
The hooded man spoke to the old gentleman.
The old gentleman was a little confused.
"Why do you say that?"
Xie Chen also looked at him, wondering what he was planning.
"Of course, take these olives and give us another chance to exchange for more food."
"If the three of us eat all these, we will have to wait until the next opportunity to get food. I don't know, it will have to wait until the year of the monkey."
The old gentleman was a little anxious.
His tone became urgent, but fortunately his voice was kept low enough.
"How can you say that?"
"You've been hungry for many days. Although it's just two olives, if you don't eat food to relieve your pain, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive."
Xie Chen listened to their conversation quietly.
Although I have a pocket watch on me, it is a bit troublesome to get food on a white plate, and I have to take into account multiple situations.
But at least it was much easier for the two of them.
"Stop talking so much."
"We don't have any choice. This is the only way we can go."
"Otherwise, we have to stay in this ghost place until we become neither human nor ghosts. We have forgotten who we are, and we can no longer forget that we are still human beings!"
The hooded guy was half-lying on the table, giving the impression that he was preparing to serve food.
When he was supposed to speak, his tone was very serious, even impulsive.
Xie Chen affected the lie he had conjured up temporarily, and this guy actually wanted to execute it directly.
If you take an olive and let the guests next to you eat it, it should cause the hat waiter pushing the dining cart to temporarily leave the dining cart.
But the other waiters will also look at this place at the same time.
Unless you sit at a different table immediately after placing the food.
And under this premise, it is necessary to plan the approximate route of the hat waiter pushing the dining cart, as well as the approximate time for the unconscious guest to eat the olives.
There can't be too much of a difference in any of them.
And you have to keep track of the number of other hat waiters around.
Each of these three points is important.
If there is a slight mismatch, there is no chance of getting the white plate food from the third floor of the dining car.
If you think about it this way, it would be easier than just relying on your pocket watch to get food and then distribute it to them.
"Forget it, how about that?"
"Just take these olives and eat them first."
"First make sure your consciousness is clear before talking."
The old gentleman imitated himself by clicking his fingers twice to express his agreement with what he said.
The hooded man said nothing, obviously still wanting to carry out his idea.
Seeing his unwillingness, Xie Chen reluctantly tried to enlighten him.
"You have to stay awake first, right?"
"And I have another olive here. You go back and eat what you just got."
"And my time was purely coincidental. If you want to do it again, you must have careful calculations and arrangements, otherwise you will be wasting hard-earned food."
