Why did Wu Yuanzheng spit out fish scales from his mouth?
Zhou Minyu quickly looked at the glass of water the waiter brought to her.
In the crystal clear glass, in the clear water, there are several pieces of transparent fish scales, which are only the size of a fingernail.
It's hard to spot if you don't look carefully.
Zhou Minyu knew very well that there was something wrong with the glass of water brought by the waiter. She didn't know what the fish scales were for, but she could guess with a little thought that it was not a good thing.
I don't know why, but just looking at the water in front of me a few more times, Zhou Minyu suddenly felt a strong impulse in her heart.
She wants to drink water!
The half-eaten sea hare that I had eaten before was tumbling in my stomach, emitting an unbearable fishy smell. My mouth was dry and astringent, and every breath I took was filled with the salty smell of seafood.
Her body urgently urged her to drink a glass of water to suppress the taste in her mouth.
Zhou Minyu had raised his hand unconsciously.
In the restaurant, the song in an unknown language was being sung softly by a bass with a beautiful melody.
Gradually, the man's singing seemed to turn into a language that Zhou Minyu could understand, and it circled back and forth in her mind bewitchingly.
Just drink a little, drink a little.
Only drink the top layer, the fish scales will settle below.
Anyway, the problem is only the fish scales. As long as you are careful and don't drink the fish scales, it will be just ordinary boiled water.
Zhou Minyu's hand was just about to touch the cup when suddenly Wu Yuanzheng, who was opposite her, suddenly leaned over and reached out to grab the cup in front of Zhou Minyu.
"So thirsty."
Wu Yuanzheng didn't even ask for Zhou Minyu's opinion. He muttered two words vaguely, then raised his head and drank the water from Zhou Minyu's cup.
Zhou Minyu woke up like a dream.
Just a little bit, just a little bit, she was going to become like Wu Yuanzheng.
Zhou Minyu turned her head to look at Fu Yishu and Luo Wenbo at the table beside them.
Zhou Minyu could see that this old couple, like herself, were investigators into this strange story.
Thanks to their reminder just now, otherwise she would have been eager to drink water when the waiter brought the water glass.
Zhou Minyu looked at the clothes and demeanor of the two people, and especially carefully observed Fu Yishu's ring finger for a moment.
There was a diamond ring of about three carats, cut very rough.
Zhou Minyu curled her lips without leaving any trace.
It can be seen that although this old couple has a good family background, they are not from the same class as themselves.
Zhou Minyu couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards her husband when she thought of this.
The mage he found kept promising that as long as he did the magic, he would be immune to all evil and would never be found by weird talk about rules.
But after spending so much money, the two of them still have to sit in a place like this, racking their brains like those low-class people, thinking about how to save their lives.
Wu Yuanzheng drank another glass of water.
But he still looked like he had not quenched his thirst. After putting down the cup, he opened his mouth wide and gasped.
He said to the waiter again: "Pour me some more water."
"Okay, sir." The waiter responded briskly, his eyebrows arched.
There is a light gray mole under the corner of his left eye, which rises and falls with the movements of his facial muscles.
However, before Zhou Minyu could see clearly, the waiter left with the empty cup.
Seeing the waiter leave, Zhou Minyu reminded Wu Yuanzheng: "Drink less water."
Wu Yuanzheng did not respond.
He seemed to be so thirsty that he no longer had the energy to care about other things. His mouth kept moving, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed saliva.
At this time, Fu Yishu and Luo Wenbo had already finished the plate of nudibranch they ordered.
When the waiter saw Fu Yishu and Luo Wenbo finished eating, he smiled and asked, "Do you need a glass of water for the two of you?"
"No need." Fu Yishu refused and just said, "Take the finished dishes down."
"Okay, guest." The waiter responded.
Just when the waiter bent slightly and wanted to pick up the plate on the table,
Fu Yishu seemed to be unable to hold back and wanted to vomit. He reached out to pull out the paper on the table and tried to cover his mouth.
The plate collided with her hand and instantly fell over.
The remaining vegetable soup on the plate was immediately spread all over the waiter, and there were mottled oil stains from his chest to his apron, and dripped down the edge of the apron, even his trousers and shoes were spared.
"Sorry!" Fu Yishu apologized quickly.
The waiter grabbed the plate in his hand, as if he was not expecting it, and his expression was a little panicked.
Hearing Fu Yishu apologize to him, he quickly said: "No, I'm fine. Guest, are you not injured?"
Fu Yishu shook his head gently.
"That's good." The waiter put the plates away and looked at the mess of vegetable soup on the table. He frowned slightly with a distressed expression, "Guests, do you need to help you change seats?"
"No, just wipe this clean." Fu Yishu said.
The waiter quickly found a rag and wiped all the vegetable soup on the table, including the ones on the floor.
After making sure to clean up, he turned and left.
Not long after the waiter left.
I saw a uniformed waitress walking out of the kitchen carrying dishes and coming to Fu Yishu's table.
The waitress put the dish down with a friendly smile and a sweet voice: "Hello, guest, this is what you ordered."
Fu Yishu and Luo Wenbo looked at each other.
Rule 4, [Each table of guests will have a dedicated waiter to serve you. Please remember the waiter who served you and don’t admit your mistake. If you find that the waiter who serves you is not the original one, please do not believe anything he says. But you can taste the dishes served by him. 】
Obviously, this waitress is definitely not the waitress at their table.
Luo Wenbo immediately said: "Sorry, you must have gone to the wrong table. We didn't order this dish."
The waitress was stunned for a moment, with a hint of apology on her face: "I'm sorry, guest, I made a mistake. I didn't go to the wrong table. This dish is a gift from our restaurant. I hope the guest likes it."
Luo Wenbo frowned and said nothing.
Seeing that Luo Wenbo and Fu Yishu didn't move, the waitress couldn't help but urge: "Please try it, please? This is a gift from our restaurant. The chef cooks it himself... Or does it mean that the customer doesn't trust the chef's craftsmanship?"
At the end of the words, there was a hint of sinisterness.
"Of course not. We choose to dine here because we like the chef's skills." Fu Yishu said quickly.
At the same time, he glanced in the direction of the kitchen uncomfortably.
Just now, the waitress asked if she didn't trust the chef's skills.
Fu Yishu could clearly feel a cold and dangerous gaze coming from the direction of the kitchen.
It seems that as long as they reply that they are dissatisfied with the chef's skills, something in the kitchen will undergo unpredictable changes.
Rule 6, [The chef desires recognition and appreciation. If you are satisfied with the meal, please praise the chef. You can go to the kitchen to find the chef. 】
