I am a chef in the end times

Lu Wanzhuo took 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?!"

"Pies cost 100 crystals each, and you can buy at least five. How can you afford that?!"

100 crystals? !
Lu Wanzhuo instantly felt that the pie in her hand was no longer delicious, and her heart ached after eating it, she should sell it!
"I know, I know! Someone, someone gave it to her! It must not be bought by herself!"

"Let me just say, how can such a person afford it?"

"That's right, our family's servants came to line up early this morning, and we only got to No. 38. Now the people inside are all VIPs who can make reservations. How could this person buy pies now? It can only be rewarded by some VIPs." !"

Lu Wanzhuo's anger came up again within a second of being calm.

This time, it's not just that she has no money, she even said that she was begging and was rewarded? !

Ah!
Luckily she got a pie!

Lu Wanzhuo took a bite hard, deliberately revealing the direction of the sinking, and a strong smell of meat wafted out.

"This meat pie is really delicious!"

She also emphasized the accent on the minced meat.

"Meat?"

"Isn't it radish stuffing? Is it a new product?"

"I can't, just now the waiter shouted, carrot stuffing!"

Someone reacted and immediately asked the waiter in line, "Do you have new meat pies in your store?"

The waiter was also dumbfounded.

They only have radish stuffing, why is there meat stuffing?

"Why don't you say there is meat stuffing, do you think we can't afford it?"

"Today is my one-year anniversary with my dear. I want to give her the most fulfilling day. I said that everything should be the best. What do you mean by hiding this meat?"

"Even a little beggar has eaten minced meat, but we distinguished guests haven't eaten it yet. Is your hotel looking down on us?"

Little beggar? !

Lu Wanzhuo's anger added another layer.

"No, no!" The waiter panicked, no matter what she said, the customers in line would not listen.

Seeing this scene, the clever waiter hurried to find the manager.

"This hotel can't have mince pies!"

"After all, a restaurant that relies on reselling food can never have the latest food."

Although Lu Wanzhuo was angry, she still checked with her spiritual sense for a while.

The back kitchen of this hotel is all busy heating food, and there is no chef doing it at all.

Moreover, she can still distinguish the food made by herself.

This hotel hired someone to buy food from her, and then brought it back to resell.

I just don't know how the rich people in this psychedelic city are so taken advantage of, so expensive to buy.

Don't they all go online and don't know her actual price?

"This lady needs evidence." A man in a suit came 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 Security Department of the Magic City!" Manager Zhao's eyes were fierce.

Manager Zhao thinks simply, a little girl from outside who has no spiritual power can be scared away with just a few words, and if she can't do it, give some biscuits or something, and send her away.

"Am I talking nonsense, Manager Zhao knows. How about we take a look at the back kitchen?"

"Presumptuous! This back kitchen is the place where culinary awakened people work. The culinary ability is different from other abilities. You are not allowed to look at it casually."

Lu Wanzhuo nodded indifferently, she had thought of it a long time ago, it is impossible to expose it so easily.

"Then Manager Zhao, explain, this mince pie?"

"That's right! Manager Zhao, what's going on?"

"We are regular customers of the hotel. We have a new product not only not to mention, but also to hide it?"

"Everyone!" Manager Zhao smiled and said, "It's our hotel's fault to let everyone get so angry because of misunderstanding. It's easy to say. Our culinary skills have recently been researching new mince pies. This is not a power. Readers have always felt that the taste is not perfect, so they haven't tried it. As for the one in this lady's hand..."

Manager Zhao looked at Lu Wanzhuo, "It's a pity to throw away so many experimental pies. Thinking of those who are always picking up leftovers at the door, they gave them away."

Still a chapter of a thousand words~