Chapter Forty-Six: Meat Pies
I saw Lu Wanzhuo take out a steaming pie from her bag in front of everyone.
Everyone's eyes were stunned for an instant, full of disbelief.
"How, how is it possible, how can you have a pie?!"
"The pie is 100 spars apiece, at least five to buy, how can you buy it?!"
100 spars?!
Lu Wanzhuo instantly felt that the pie in her hand was not fragrant, and she felt distressed when she ate it, she should sell it!
"I know, I know! Someone, someone gave it to her! Surely she didn't buy it herself! ”
"I'll just say, how can this kind of person buy it?"
"That is, our family came to line up early this morning, and only got to a 38th. Now the people inside are all valuable customers who can make reservations, how can this person buy pies now, it can only be rewarded by which noble guest! ”
Lu Wanzhuo was calm and calm, and his anger came up again in a second.
This time, not only did she run out of money, but she even said that she was begging and being rewarded?!
Scold!
Thankfully, she was holding the pie!
Lu Wanzhuo took a bite hard, deliberately exposing the direction of the trap, and a thick smell of meat wafted out.
"This meat-filled pie is so delicious!"
She also focused on accentuating the meat filling.
"Minced meat?"
"Isn't it radish filling? Is it new? ”
"Can't, the waiter shouted just now, radish filling!"
Someone reacted and immediately asked the waiter in the queue, "You have a new meat-filled pie in your store?" ”
The waiter was also confused.
They only have radish filling, why do they still have meat filling?
"Why don't you say that there is minced meat, do you think we can't afford it?"
"Today is the first anniversary of me and my dear being together, I want to give her the most fulfilling day, I have said that everything should be the best, what do you mean by hiding this meat filling?"
"Even a little beggar has eaten minced meat, and we distinguished guests haven't eaten yet, does your hotel look down on us?"
Little beggar?!
Lu Wanzhuo's anger was superimposed on another layer.
"No, no, no!" The waiter panicked, no matter what she said, the guests in line didn't listen.
The organic waiter saw this meeting and hurriedly ran to find the manager.
"This hotel, there can't be a meat pie!"
"After all, a restaurant that relies on reselling food can never have the latest food."
Although Lu Wanzhuo was angry, he still checked it with his spiritual sense for a while.
The back kitchen of this hotel is all busy heating up food, and there is no chef at all.
Moreover, she can still distinguish the food she cooks.
This hotel hired someone to go to her to buy food, and then brought it back to resell.
I just don't know why the rich people in this psychedelic city are so wronged and buy them so expensive.
None of them are online, don't know her actual price?
"This young lady has to talk about evidence." A man in a suit walked out.
"Manager Zhao?" Lu Wanzhuo looked at the sign on the man's chest.
"You said that our hotel relies on reselling and talking nonsense, I can hand you over to the Psychedelic City Security Division!" Manager Zhao's eyes showed a fierce look.
Zhao Jing's ideal is simple, a little girl with no spiritual power and an outsider, she can be scared away with a few words, but she really can't give some cookies or something, so she sent away.
"I'm not talking nonsense, Manager Zhao knows. Why don't we look at the back kitchen? ”
"Presumptuous! This kitchen is where the Culinary Awakened work, and the cooking ability is different from other abilities, so it's not allowed to look around. ”
Lu Wanzhuo nodded indifferently, she had already thought of it, it was impossible to debunk it so easily.
"Then Manager Zhao explains, this meat pie?"
"That's right! Manager Zhao, what the hell is going on? ”
"We are frequent guests of the hotel, and we don't just say that we have new products, but also hide them?"
"Everyone!" Manager Zhao said with a smile: "It's not right for our hotel to let you have such an atmosphere because of a misunderstanding." It's easy to say. Our culinary adept has been working on a new mince pie lately, and it's not that the adept has always felt that the taste is not perfect enough, so he has never served it. As for the ...... in the hands of this young lady"
Manager Zhao looked at Lu Wanzhuo, "It's a pity that so many experimental pies were thrown away, thinking of those who always pick up leftovers at the door, I sent them out." ”