The next day, Brook patrols the shop to see what else he can do when there are no customers.

The storefront, although unremarkable, is clean. Rick didn't understand why there were demons outside, but no one came in to eat. He looked closely at the crowd and saw that the demons didn't even look at it. Even those with a lot of eyes are the same. As soon as I passed in front of the shop, the tentacles with eyes turned away.

He went into the kitchen to see if the meal was normal. Although he doesn't eat demonic things, at least he has some knowledge about it. If they had made a meal for the demons, it was as bad as eating sugar cane husks for humans, he should have seen it.

Nick saw Cook Nerette open a large barrel-shaped stove and light a fire underneath. The stove was large, probably converted from discarded gasoline drums, and covered with mud to keep it warm. To Syck's surprise, Nielett was holding a notebook, busily writing the spells on it on the outside of the bucket. Those words were in the dialect of the Demon Realm, and Xi Ke couldn't read them.

After Nilett finished writing, he slowly crawled away. Rick stood there looking at the spell. The incantation was also written into the bucket, and the closer he looked, the more he got closer to the bucket, and the hot wind blew on his face.

Just when Xi Ke was fascinated, suddenly something hit him heavily on his back! Xi Ke threw himself forward, and he opened his hand in time to prop it on the edge of the hot barrel, otherwise he would fall into the barrel. The sharp pain in his palm caused Xi Ke to become furious like a wounded monster, turn around and grab what hit him and stuff it into the bucket.

The moment he turned, grabbed the soft and hot thing, and pulled it in front of him, he and the thing looked at each other. Samihot blinked his dark and deep eyes, and his ears were slightly pressed down, revealing an apologetic look that looked like both a human and a dog, man's best friend.

Xike doesn't eat this set, especially since the guy who uses this set is still a demon. He stuffed the boss into the barrel, closed the furnace door, and locked it.

There was a scream from the bucket, "It's hot!

Rick turned a deaf ear. Demons are not afraid of fire and heat, and they do not have to show mercy. Rick looked at the lock on the door. I don't know if this stove is usually used to roast living things, but there is such a device to prevent the contents from escaping.

"It's burning!Open the door!Ahh

"You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" Standing next to the hot stove made Rick feel a little thirsty. He picked up the kettle in the store and poured water to drink. Demons drink the same water as humans.

"I'm so sorry!

It wasn't the first time Rick had run into a boss who wanted to kill him, but the human hadn't been so direct. Rick leaned back against his desk, took a sip of water, and asked, "Why are you killing me?

Samihot began to bang on the bucket, sounding like he was using his body to bang on the door. However, this bucket may really be used to barbecue living creatures, and it will not move. Samihot screamed, "This shop is cursed, it should be better to offer a waiter! Open the door quickly! It's really burning! It's going to burn down! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Does the curse mean that the guests don't look at it? So the spell on the barrel is a ritual? This guy hired Xike to be a sacrifice in the first place, right?

Samihot was screaming and panting, sounding like he was dying. Xike began to worry a little about whether this demon should be different from common sense, it would only be afraid of fire?

During this time, the temperature of the stove was even higher, and Xi Ke used two wooden shovels to open the lock, and Samihot immediately jumped out. He didn't burn, but his whole body became redder and smoked. He lay on the ground, clutching a small strip of black, charred cloth in his hand. Only then did he realize that his cloak was missing.

"Burned, poor Mr. Cloak!" "Muster Michault cried, "You must feel hot and painful!"

Syk didn't bother to pay attention to him. Thirty seconds later, Samihot opened the cabinet by himself and pulled out another cloak of the same to put it on, covering his big ass.

"Do you think it's a curse for the guests not to come to the door?" Rick washed and put the cup away, and turned back to ask Samihot.

"Is there any other reason? We have good food, nice stores, good location, and excellent service!" Not all of the merits he said were true, and the last one had not yet been tested - there was no chance of testing it.

While he was still thinking about how to respond to such an exaggerated statement, he heard the dinging of guests outside, so he grabbed the menu and walked out.

There is a minotaur who occupies the largest eight-seater in the store. He looks a lot like the statue outside, but the proportions are completely different. The demon's head-to-body ratio was nearly one-to-one, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, a body that was nearly diamond-shaped, and its whole body was an exaggerated bright red color like that of Samihot, with a lion-like mane around its neck and small bat wings on its back. He wore no cloak, a cowbell tied with a yellow ribbon around his neck, and his pupils were cat's pupils.

He was only as tall as a thigh, which was completely different from the statue.

The corners of the Minotaur Demon's mouth twitched, his chin lifted to look at Rick out of the corner of his eye, and he placed a pair of small cow's hooves on the table.

Rick stepped forward with the menu and water glass, trying to think about how the sheep-headed demon had trained him before, "This restaurant is now in the sale period, business lunch-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the Minotaur had already pushed and knocked over the water glass on the table, and the water flowed all over the table and dripped to the ground.

Rick opened the menu and placed it in front of the guests, in the dry area of the tabletop, and turned to get a rag and a mop, only to get a rag and a mop, only to be greeted by the Minotaur exclaiming, "Is this how you treat guests?"

Vick stopped, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, lest he use the Minotaur to wipe the floor.

The Minotaur continued: "Don't you know that it's popular in the human world nowadays to 'respect the guest'? It doesn't matter if the guest doesn't pay or smashes the plate, even if he touches the waiter's thigh, the guest is the uncle? A fashionable person like you must know it!"

Turning to face the Minotaur, he said in the Aethero language, "The so-called customer respect is just one of the ways the boss oppresses the staff, and there are also excuses used by the customers to steal the waiter's thigh, except for some special shops, which have to be directly turned to the police station!"

"Huh, are you familiar with Earth?" the Minotaur blinked in surprise, "Your humans speak fluently. 」

"I'm human. Rick said in demonic language, and he quickly corrected, "I am human. "Man" is the name given to their own race by all races. Demons will think that the word "human" in the demon language means demons, the elves will think that the word "human" in the elven language means elf, and humans will think that the word "human" in human language means human. For people who are more broad-minded and don't care about race, it can also be extended to any intelligent creature that can communicate.

The Minotaur lifted his lips, an expression that looked a bit like a camel, and he sat right in front of the kitchen and shouted, "Samihot, how did you find someone who looks so human-like to work?"

The sheep-headed demon Sa Mihot showed half of his head at the kitchen door, his body hidden, and he had an expression that the bull-headed demon was asking him about the size of the **.

"Why don't you come out of that place, Samihot?" the Minotaur asked the Minotaur what Rick was eager to ask.

"The cloak burned off, and now it's pajamas, so you can't see guests. Sa Mihot said.

Rick couldn't see the difference between the two cloaks. He said, "If you wear pajamas like outings, you can wear them!" and he often slept in outgoing clothes.

"Is the earth like this? Why do we only have to show ** when we hear that we are wearing pajamas?"

"That's sexy pajamas, not normal pajamas. Rick said. If it's a naked woman wearing a cape, it might be considered sexy pajamas, but the big-bellied demon wearing a cape is not sexy at all.

Samihot stepped out and stood in the doorway of the kitchen, seemingly deliberately distancing himself from the Minotaur.

Samihot said, "I put up a recruitment notice in a proper manner, and he came to apply, and that's it. 」

"Have you forgotten your agreement with the Staff of Light?" said the Minotaur as he sat down.

"What happens if you hire a demon who looks too much like a human?" asked Rick, standing next to the Minotaur Demon, looking down. The Minotaur took him for a well-disguised demon.

"This is the 'Pre-employment Training Station for Workers from Other Countries'. People who find it difficult to adapt to human society come here to work and slowly teach him the rules of human society. If you hire someone who is already very human, you lose the point of setting up a special zone!" said the Minotaur impassionedly, slamming his fist on the table.

Noticing his other hand under the table, he crouched down to look under the table, only to see the Minotaur using his hooves to carve a circle under the table to expel the guests. This circle also has a hidden function that disappears as soon as you finish drawing, but the effect lasts.

Samihot is right, this shop is cursed.

Xi Ke squatted on the ground and looked up at the Minotaur with cold eyes, and the Minotaur knew what Xi Ke had seen, and squeezed out a dry laugh with "hey, hey, hey".

Rick picked up the Minotaur and brought it into the kitchen, threw it into the burning barrel, closed the door, and locked it.

Unsurprisingly, Rick heard the Minotaur screaming inside.

"Boss, will the curse be lifted if you burn the person who burned it?" said Xi Ke, holding his hand on his chest and looking at the stove calmly.

Sa Mihot walked over and looked at the stove with his hands on his chest: "I don't know, it should be somewhat helpful." 」

Cook Nylett came in with a pile of charcoal and pushed into the fire under the barrel stove.

Nick heard the dinging of the guest entering the door again, and he went out and said, "Welcome—" and was stunned.

It only took two minutes to barbecue the Minotaur, and there were five groups of thirteen customers in the store!

He hurriedly handed out the water cups and menu. While ordering, a demon in iron armor with a face like an anteater asked Rick, "There is a tempting scream from the shop, what is that?"

Rick listened. The Minotaur Demon's screaming voice range is quite high, but it is very deep, sometimes high and sometimes low, like walking on the ridge line of the mountains, plus through the barrel, the sound is blurred and produces a sense of distance, and there is a sense of grandeur. Rick replied, "The supply is unstable, so I don't sell it. 」

At the next table, a demon with eight insect claws on its back and a face like a glass bead with three holes in it, shouted, "Audat (I) just wanted to eat that before I came in!"

Sa Mihot popped up next to Xi Ke and said, "We have better food, such as this 'Scorpion Sauce Fruit with Coke Electric Lizard Tail' and 'Sea Mud Semi-putten Lava Pig with Human Oil Ointment' are all delicious!"

Rick pretended not to notice any suspected human ingredients in the ingredients.

If it were a human, it would be fine to serve other dishes as barbecue bull-headed demons, but Samihot didn't do that. This seems to be something that the demon's morality is unacceptable.

"Audat is going to eat that!" roared the glass-faced demon Audat.

Samihot hid his face with his cloak and cried, "That's my brother!"

Rick was so surprised that the menu in his hand dropped. Is he saying it is true or false? The demon is so different from the patriarch?

When the guests listened, those whose facial muscles could show expressions showed sympathy, as if they were mourning the loss of their brother in Samihot, but what they said was: "Then you should eat it yourself, there are not many brothers." 」

Samihot blew his nose with his cloak: "Thank you!"

Nick went to the kitchen, filled the clean sink with water in front of Nylot, and bent down to dip his head for three seconds. When he looked up, Nielet threw a clean rag over his head to absorb the water, and he went out with the rag to continue his work.