"Order something else, take it home and save it for tomorrow morning."
"You are such a good person."
Lu Li was given a good guy card, but he didn't care. He was just concerned about what Jack wanted before they parted ways.
"I'd like two slices and a paper cup of coffee."
Under the watchful eyes of the boss and Lu Li, the coachman made one last request.
It is worth mentioning that when checking out just now, Lu Li took out his wallet that had just been specially sponsored by Scotland Yard. It was bulging with money. Everyone who saw this scene obviously quickened their breathing.
In this case, however, Jack only asked for twopence's worth of cheap coffee, and "two slices," an everyday word used by the poor to refer to two slices of bread with butter.
It's completely impossible to tell that this man, just now taking advantage of his drinking power, said he was going to do a big case, but now he has become extremely humble.
Probably because I have enough food and received enough relief money to survive, I want to live a steady life and live a stable life.
Thinking of this, Lu Li felt a lot relieved. He couldn't save everyone for the time being, but he still had the ability to help passers-by.
Therefore, Lu Li asked Jack to add some other things, so he asked for a few hard-boiled eggs, smoked bacon, and a small bowl of beef offal.
"Live well, and in a while, poverty and disease will be completely eliminated."
"I promise."
At the entrance of the small restaurant, Lu Li watched the coachman Jack's retreating back, thinking of his washboard-like ribs when they first met.
I hope you won’t be eroded by the weirdness and turn into some incredible monster...
Just as he was thinking about this, Jack, who had just arrived at the intersection and was about to turn, suddenly stopped, put the food on the driver's seat, bent down and vomited.
"It's probably because I ate too much and exercised violently, and my stomach couldn't adapt."
Seeing that there was little business in the restaurant, the restaurant owner simply walked out, stood with Lu Li, and watched the poor widower who had been lucky enough to leave.
"hope so."
Lu Li took a low-quality cigarette from the boss's hand, and the two shared a match, but didn't talk much.
"Ugh... ugh..."
"Wow!"
There were sounds of vomiting and splashing.
"You wait here, I'll go over and take a look."
Without giving a reason and having no time to thank his boss for the cigarette, Lu Li walked directly towards Jack. At this moment, he was still vomiting heavily.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay, maybe I ran too fast, and I haven't eaten such a rich food for a long time, and my stomach can't bear it." Jack shook his head, looked at his vomit, and said in a low tone: "Waste is the last thing you should do. "
"Why don't you go back and have some clear soup?"
Lu Li glanced at the things on the ground and estimated that he had vomited out all the food he had just eaten.
"Thanks."
Jack did not refuse this kindness. He felt that his stomach was extremely empty. According to instinct, he really needed to fill it with something. The food left in the car had to be saved for tomorrow.
"Let's have some soup, less oil, less salt, and more fresh meat." Lu Li turned back and said to the middle-aged boss.
"Um."
Since there is not much business, the boss adheres to the principle that if he can make an extra penny, he will make money. His service attitude is very good and the food is served very quickly——
Just process the semi-finished product and serve it to guests.
boom.
There was a muffled sound.
Five minutes later, the Black Laconia soup was served. It looked particularly clear, with only a soft layer of meat puree covering the soup base.
"Gentlemen like you who are willing to help the poor have almost disappeared." The boss sighed, found a seat near the table for two, and chatted with Lu Li.
On the side, Jack looked at the rather bland broth and couldn't help frowning. He wanted to vomit.
But in order to supplement nutrition and make himself feel better at night, he decided to forcefully pour some soup into his mouth.
The spoon scooped up a spoonful of clear soup without picking up the bottom.
But even so, Jack, who cherished every bite of food, still couldn't swallow it down smoothly.
He frowned, resisted, and instinctively rejected the delicacies that he originally regarded as delicacies.
Lu Li, who was talking to his boss, also noticed this scene.
"Aren't you used to it?" The boss flicked the ashes from his cigarette with a look of disbelief on his face, "That shouldn't be the case. Although it is a semi-finished product prepared in advance, it is very fresh and there is not much seasoning."
Under the gaze of the two of them, Jack overcame his discomfort and took a mouthful of soup, his expression as if he was being tortured.
Then, the second bite.
In the eyes of ordinary people, eating is definitely a beautiful thing. It turned out that Jack chewed a whole big elbow and ate a lot of sausages and sandwiches. It was obvious at a glance that he was not an anorexic.
"Is it too bland? Why don't you add a little more seasoning to it yourself?"
The boss didn't notice anything was wrong. He took the tin salt shaker and pepper box from the next table, and then placed them in front of Jack.
At the same time, a bad thought came to Lu Li's mind. He first looked at the Black Laconia soup carefully. It was normal. The boss didn't add any weird ingredients to it.
therefore……
Is it Jack's own problem?
It only took a short time to go from a huge appetite, to sudden vomiting, to severe anorexia.
Don't waste food!
Must eat enough!
Otherwise, you will wake up hungry at night!
Jack screamed in his mind. He had experienced nearly starving to death, so he had a great respect for food. He longed to be full.
Otherwise, I would not agree to the invitation of a kind-hearted stranger and spend just forty minutes eating myself like a pregnant beetle.
But now I have lost my appetite. No, I probably hate eating.
Reason told him that he must eat something so that his body would have energy to exercise, and he could not eat such good food normally;
At the same time, the body is resolutely saying no. One spoonful of soup, two spoons of soup, is like actively pouring concentrated sulfuric acid into his stomach.
"What happened, tell me."
Lu Li held Jack's trembling shoulder with one hand and reached for his pocket with the other hand, where there was a standard police tool.
Among them, there is the holy water that "can cure all diseases", which can be used internally and externally to treat internal and external injuries.
However, the double suffering in his heart and body made Jack a little crazy. He felt that the long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain, so he directly grabbed the soup bowl and put the broth into his mouth.
At this moment, Jack opened his mouth to its limit.
"Gudu! Gudu!"
"Snapped!"
The soup bowl fell heavily from the air.
Immediately afterwards, Jack, who had completed self-feeding, blocked his neck with his hands to prevent his stomach and throat from spitting out the food.
As long as food is not wasted, it is a success!
"There is a clinic not far away... Hurry... Hurry, send people there quickly."
It was originally a commonplace thing, but it has evolved into what it is now:
The guest held his throat and refused to let go even though his face was flushed and his forehead was sweating.
So weird!
Could it be that he wants to become a monster...
After a night of fermentation last night, the citizens of Fog City have heard about all kinds of strange events, and they are also trying to accept the fact that the world has changed dramatically.
