"That's why do you have to go so far to order food when you have a personal terminal?"

Muttering dissatisfied, Yumo walked through the empty hall to a long row of windows, and in front of each window there was an electronic panel with the names of the dishes floating silently, and the way to use it was clear at a glance, but ......

Yumeng stood in front of the counter and looked inside, and further inside, except for a long line of empty cooking tables, there was no one in sight.

"Hello, is anyone there......"

Standing on tiptoe, the girl propped her hands on the counter, and leaned into the kitchen area to look left and right.

"Skipping class on the first day of school, little girl, are you very brave~"

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded from behind Youmeng, Youmeng was full of excitement, her hands and feet were flustered, and she had leaned out most of her body, but now she simply fell face down from outside the counter into the kitchen area.

Bang dang~

It hurts, it hurts~

Yumeng, who fell in the kitchen area, rubbed her face with tears in her eyes, and stood up with her hands on the edge of the counter, and at some point a rickety old woman with fluffy hair appeared in front of her.

The white apron seems to be made of an old school uniform with special characteristics, and she is wearing an old khaki long-sleeved dress with a base layer, and the oppressive feeling exuded by holding her arms gives people a feeling that it is difficult to get along.

"New faces that I haven't seen before, it should still be class time, look at your clothes...... A new student in the trait department? Picking up the black-on-bottom silver-stained student ID card that Youmeng had dropped outside the counter, she flicked it and put it on the counter, the old woman straightened her waist with her hands on her waist, and carefully looked at the black-haired and black-eyed girl in front of her.

"Hmm, it turns out that you're the special student Youmeng? No wonder I dared to wander around on the first day of school. I'm the warehouse manager here, Ayato continued. From now on, you can call me Aunt Dengxu! ”

Whew, I was taken aback, it turned out to be Aunt Warehouse Manager.

Seeing the figure in front of her, Youmeng breathed a sigh of relief, leaned on the counter and rubbed her face, while asking suspiciously, "That, Aunt Dengxu, isn't it business hours now, I looked at the counters and saw that they were all empty, and there was no one inside?" ”

"Not a single one?!"

Aunt Dengxu's eyes sharpened, her gaze swept over Youmeng and quickly swept into the kitchen, frowning dissatisfiedly, "Since Qianyi and the others left, Huang He has really become more and more disagreeable. Even if it's not lunchtime, at least one person should be there at this time. ”

"Chie? Could it be the senior sister who can make wine? ”

Yumeng raised her head curiously, this name she had just heard from Antoneva last night, the brewer of that bottle of plum wine was called Qianyi, but I don't know if it was the one in Aunt Dengxu's mouth.

"Oh, have you ever heard of Chie's name? Although Qian Yi is a student of the Elemental Department, she is also the last chef here, and her talent in soups and drinks, especially for the brewing skills of alcohol, can be said to be completely comparable to the existence of high-level spirit chefs. ”

Talking about this name, Aunt Dengxu's face glowed softly, and her tone was full of nostalgia.

Speaking of which, I remember that she also kept a cooking notebook that she put along with the recipes of previous chefs. It's in that cabinet behind you. ”

The notes left by Qianyi-senpai?

In other words, maybe there will also be the recipe for those bottles of plum wine, and more of the soup that Antoneva will never forget?

Yumeng stood up straight and turned to look in the direction of Aunt Dengxu's finger with anticipation.

"Huh, it looks like it's empty?"

With a stunned expression, she glanced at it from a distance, and Youmeng simply approached the cabinet and opened the cabinet door, "It's true that there's nothing, Aunt Dengxu, are you mistaken?" ”

She turned her head to look at the old man at the counter in confusion.

"How, how is that possible?! When I made my rounds last night, there was still a cabinet full of recipes. ”

Hearing this, Ayaden's eyes suddenly widened, and he propped up one hand on the counter, and flipped into the kitchen area with a sensitivity and speed that was not at all like that of an elderly person, and quickly ran to Yumeng's side, looking at the empty cabinet in shock.

"Huh? It's ......"

Aunt Dengxu sighed lightly, groped for a note from the cabinet, only glanced at it slightly, her face suddenly became terrifying, and she trembled with anger, "How dare he?!" ”

Youmeng turned her head curiously and looked at the note that Aunt Dengxu was holding in her hand.

[Mother-in-law: Please forgive me for saying goodbye. After discussing with my friends, I decided to leave here and go to another restaurant to see if I could break the curse, and when I advanced to become a spirit chef, I would definitely return the chefs' experience - Huang He]

This is...... This chef named Huang He took all the information and ran away?! Youmeng smacked it, and always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

"That, so it says, except for him. Are there any other chefs coming? ”

Although it may be better to comfort the elderly in this sad time, Yumeng's stomach kept protesting and reminded her that it was better to comfort herself first, and in the distance sat a Lori teacher who was also starving to death and was in control of her leave note.

"No, he's the last chef to stay here. It's okay to go, after all, it's a waste of his talent here. You guys want to eat the special fried rice, most of the students who come here now are here for this. Unfortunately, there are no recipes and no chefs, so you may have to change places. ”

Sighing, looking at the note in her hand, Aunt Dengxu seemed to be dozens of years old for a moment, and waved her hand depressedly.

"Isn't there just no chef, don't panic, it's not a big problem. Aunt Dengxu, are there any leftover ingredients in the kitchen? ”

Yumeng took out the leather band from his pocket, tied the long black hair of the shawl into a ponytail at the back of his head, supported his knuckles with both fingers, and moved his wrists.

"If you want the ingredients, you should still have them. Huang He shouldn't be able to look down on these basic ingredients in the cafeteria, but ......" Aunt Dengxu glanced at Youmeng, hesitated, stretched out her hand to stop in front of her, and said, "This kitchen is not where you should come, although I have always believed in the so-called curse, but what has happened over the years is still a bit evil, so you better go." ”

"Cursed? What curse? Youmeng glanced at Aunt Dengxu in confusion.

"A few years ago, Archon Hiro captured a strange rabbit-like monster that is said to have powerful contractual powers that grant extraordinary powers to certain groups of people. And then...... The Archon of Hiro sent the monster to the cafeteria of the Academy of Eulasis, which had the largest number of spirit kitchens at the time, and ate it as a dish. ”

Turning his hands behind his back, Ayato continued with a sigh, "That monster spat out before he died, saying that it was a curse to all the chefs of the Jurassis Academy, and at first everyone thought it was just a joke. Who knows, since then, there has never been a spirit chef in the Yulasis Academy, and everyone before has gradually disappeared one by one over the years. ”

Like a cat and a rabbit, a monster who can speak and find someone to sign a contract?

Youmeng subconsciously asked, "Is there still two apertures on the head, and it's mainly looking for girls to sign a contract?" ”

"How do you know?!"

Aunt Dengxu looked at Youmeng in shock, "The information about this ominous monster should have been blocked a long time ago!" ”

"Is it delicious?"

Yumeng stretched out her tongue and licked her lips lightly, revealing a dangerous expression.

"Huh?"

"I'm so curious, I don't know how you cook that monster and how it tastes."

Aunt Dengxu looked at Youmeng with a strange expression, hesitated for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

"Aren't you afraid, at that time, many people questioned the Archon's behavior of cooking and killing a wise monster."

Youmeng shook her head and didn't answer - it's just a QB, it's slaughtered, it's a pity, I didn't eat it.

Smiling, Youmeng bypassed Aunt Dengxu who stopped in front of her, "Where is the reason why the chef is afraid of the curse of the dead soul under the knife." Not to mention ......"

The more I think about it, the more hungry I get, so let's see what ingredients can be easily cooked. More on that later.