This is food for thought

Su Que bypassed the trails and finally found the headquarters hall of the Miscellaneous Servants Department before he got lost.

Because it was dinner, there were very few people in the hall, only a few people came to hand in the task, and the staff who were sitting listlessly on the side were also missing a few to eat, and the rest were in their seats looking forward to their companions coming back soon, so that they could replace themselves to eat.

There were several seats at the registration desk over there, all of which were empty, except for a young woman with blond hair sitting in her seat, looking a little impatient.

Su Que came to the counter, the woman looked up at her lazily, slowly took out a blueprint, and said mechanically:

"Registering a task?"

"Hmm."

"Mission?"

"Go help in the back kitchen."

Su Que replied truthfully.

"Help out in the back kitchen? You didn't get it from the mission, did you? ”

The woman glanced at her, her brows furrowed very tightly, and the anxiety on her face became more and more obvious, just when Su Que thought she was about to lose her temper, she frowned, as if she thought of something, and spoke:

"Oh—I remember, it's the mission the minister dictated."

She put the blue notebook aside, took out a small thin notebook from the other pile, took a pen and wrote there, and said as she wrote:

"I've heard that you're the one who killed that madman from the reception department."

Su Que thought of Gu Yu, who was put in a cage waiting for resurrection in order to save her, and couldn't help but feel very guilty in her heart, she didn't speak, but the woman couldn't help but look at her with new eyes when she acquiesced to the matter:

"You have a bright future in the future."

She sighed.

The woman registered, gave her the pen, and motioned for her to sign her name, Su Que hung the pen for a long time, not knowing what to sign, after all, she didn't know the real person's name, so she hesitated for a while and had to sign her own name, trying to confuse the past.

Fortunately, the woman didn't look closely, as if she was numb after going through too many procedures, Su Que put it aside after signing it, and began to receive the next person.

Su Que let out a long sigh of relief, left from the counter, pushed open the heavy glass door of the handyman department, and prepared to go to dinner, but after going out, she could only stand at the door without knowing the terrain, looking blankly at the intricate roads and layers of green belts.

To be honest, she didn't quite know where the restaurant was, but it was always right to follow the flow of people.

With such a mentality, Su Que followed a group of people in a hurry, causing them to look back frequently, almost thinking that they were being followed.

Luckily, her luck wasn't too bad, and after bypassing an unknown number of buildings, she did follow the group to find the restaurant.

However, to her surprise, the restaurant was not a traditional building she had seen, but a restaurant buried deep underground, and the part above ground was curly, like a roll of mosquito coils.

Su Que followed the person in front of him into the dining room through a small sliding glass door on the mosquito coil, and a long hanging staircase connected to the underground dining room.

The restaurant is modern, with white paint on all sides, white chandeliers hanging from the top, and dozens of pine tables below.

At this time, the restaurant was very quiet, everyone looked down at the things on the table, almost to the point that they could hear a needle dropping, and from time to time there was a low laugh in their throats and a popping sound.

Su Que felt a little strange.

As soon as her figure came down the stairs, Jiang He was already calling her:

"Senior, this way!"

Su Que walked around the other tables and walked towards that one, it was a big table, the other seats had already been filled, only the place next to Jiang He was still empty, and a few brushes were placed on it, it was estimated that the products of the manufacturing department that had not been delivered were used to occupy the seats.

Su Que pulled out the chair, and the legs of the stool without padding made an ugly sound of rubbing against the floor, and the cold chair sat up hard, but it was quickly warmed by the body temperature.

The air here is full of the unique aroma of pine chairs.

Su Que looked at the desktop, there was a two-hand-sized screen embedded on it, which was turned off at this time, the pitch-black display screen was covered with fine white dust, and there was a long strip of warm red light under the screen.

It was the first time she had come here, so she was very confused about how to use this thing, but she didn't know how to turn it on when she looked left and right, but Jiang He found her embarrassment in time and asked with concern:

"Senior, I just came here and don't know how to use it?"

Su Que nodded.

Don't look at Jiang He's predecessor after seeing her, but in fact, she really can't afford the name of senior except that she is older than him, but because it is inconvenient to tell him her name, he will call her like this.

Although Jiang He is young, he is very smart, and he seems to be aware of this, so he never asked her name from beginning to end.

This heart-to-heart declaration did not follow, so that their friendship developed smoothly.

"Senior, that's it."

Jiang He demonstrated the process of using it to her, Su Que followed his appearance, put the contract paper in the groove of the red light and scanned it, and clicked the prompt button that appeared, and sure enough, the white light flickered on, and many small boxes soon appeared on the screen.

"Well, a meal here is 6 gold, which will be automatically deducted on the money box on the contract paper, these are taste choices, and you are free to choose your favorite flavor"

Jiang He patiently explained to Su Que.

Su Que looked at the options on the bar, the corners of his mouth twitched, it was not an ordinary recipe, but a category of articles written, in addition to the serious eight books of literary science fiction, there are also non-serious, such as sweet pet essays, sadomasochistic essays and the like.

Jiang He saw that her expression was a little stiff, and quickly explained:

"Because we are soul bodies, eating is reading books with energy, and these are different flavors of rice...... Well...... For example, the sweet pet text is sweet and greasy to the end when eating, the sadomasochistic text is bitter first and then sweet, the mouth is astringent, Su Shuangwen is sweet and refreshing, and the aftertaste is endless......"

Su Que listened to a long part of his explanation, and almost understood the meaning of these flavors, she glanced at Jiang He silently, and saw that he was eating a Longao Tianwen.

- It turns out that young people nowadays are good at this.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at her recipe carefully, the light shining on the menu, reflecting a bright light, especially the black font with a bunch of strange flavors.

Su Que's fingers hesitated for a long time on Sweet Pet Wen and Su Shuangwen, and finally chose Su Shuangwen.

Since ancient times, the affection has not been retained, and the routine still wins the hearts of the people.

After choosing, a loading progress bar appeared on the screen, and the progress was very fast, almost without pause, and in a few moments, her sweet and delicious "food" was loaded.