Little ginseng is super sticky

Gacha Restaurant announced today for the first time that it will welcome [-] tables of guests. This is the largest number of tables it has welcomed since the opening of the store. The scalpers squatting at the door rushed to tell each other. Guests gathered in front of the gastronomy machine from all over the city, waiting Draw a liqueur chocolate that makes countless people look forward to it.

And in the back kitchen of the restaurant, at the door of the lounge.

Holding a pumpkin in his left hand and a spatula in his right, Xiaozhang knocked on the door of the rest room with "bang bang bang".

"Yuan! Hurry up, hurry up, the guests outside are rushing, come and help!"

I saw Ah Fang sorting out the things on the chair beside the bed, there were many new shopping paper bags, and his beloved little yellow duck bag was hanging on the back of the chair.

Ah Yuan sorted the three beautifully packaged cake cartons into the corner, and responded, "Okay!"

Xiaozhang snickered twice, thinking that this is not coming to work in the store to pay off debts, this is completely here to be an ancestor.

But his envy is envy, and he doesn't feel sour. He can figure out what kind of temperament his boss is, and he also sincerely admires him for being willing to work under him.Last month, his mother had a shortfall in the cost of the operation, and wanted to pay some salary in advance. He racked his brains in advance to think of a plea, but he didn't have time to confide in it, and the boss approved it.

Lao Qin, the erratic helper, left, he was really blind, and he would definitely regret it in the future.

"Brother Xiaozhang, why don't I wash the dishes today." When Ah Yuan was eating vegetables, her eyes were darkened and she only cared about her mouth. Even when picking vegetables, she still couldn't get over the chopping.

He yelled sweetly, Xiaozhang had no reason why he shouldn't, he waved his hand and said it was a trivial matter.

Ah Yuan's white shirt is covered with a black wool vest, and the black and white AJ under the denim wide-leg pants is refreshing.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, "Thank you Brother Xiaozhang."

Xiaozhang paused the hand that was holding out the apron to him, frowned and said, "Yuan, what's the matter with your tongue?"

Ah Yuan was confused, "My tongue?"

"Open your mouth and let me see."

"Ah—" Ah Yuan opened her mouth obediently.

Xiaozhang raised his voice, "Why is your tongue green?"

Ah Yuan was taken aback, "Where is that?"

Xiaozhang adjusted the internal camera of the phone and put it in front of A Yuan, "Look for yourself."

Ah Yuan's eyes stared like copper bells, "I..." On the screen, his tongue was indeed green, dark grass green.

"Brother Xiaozhang, lend me your mobile phone!" A Yuan took his mobile phone and rushed to the bathroom in a hurry. On the way, he bumped into the manager Tang Jiefan who was happily reconciling accounts.

Tang Jiefan was turned around by him, holding the door of the room and asking Xiaozhang, "What's going on here?"

Xiaozhang laughed, "Maybe he ate something with pigment."

……

Ah Yuan locked himself in the bathroom, and immediately transformed into a ginseng form, pulling up the beards on the soles of his feet. Fortunately, the original form showed no signs of turning green for the time being.

With a flash of light all over his body, he turned back into a handsome boy.

Ah Yuan opened her mouth, took photos back and forth on the phone screen, swallowed desperately, but the green color was still there.

He stomped his feet in panic!

How to do how to do.

Ah Yuan turned on the faucet and rinsed her mouth ten times in succession, the green color on her tongue still persisted.

"I'm going to die..." Ah Yuan's eyes began to turn red.

Definitely has something to do with the contract.

This contract has been handed down from the Xia Dynasty to the present, and a lot of useful information has been lost, and only people like the old patriarch in the clan know a little bit.

In recent years, he is the only one in the clan who has become a ginseng essence, and basically all the clan members who are tied with red strings are eaten as food.

Can ginseng do its best to nourish the owner so that it can rest easy?

Nobody knows.

The mysterious contract is there, and it is always a hidden danger.

Today his tongue is green, tomorrow his face will be purple, and the day after tomorrow, will he belch as soon as he closes his eyes and raises his tail?

The more Ah Yuan thought about it, the more frightened she became, with a mournful face, and the soles of her feet began to feel weak.

Why is he so miserable, he is just a small ginseng, a small ginseng that hasn't even produced ginseng fruit yet.

"Yuan—what are you doing in there?"

Mu Qi knocked on the door.

Ah Yuan let out a "huh" and responded bitterly.

"This is the first day of the three-day work, and you are so passive and sabotage..." Before Mu Qi finished speaking, the door of the bathroom was opened from the inside.

Ah Yuan lowered her head as if she had lost her soul, "Oh, master, I'm going to wash the dishes."

Mu Qi was puzzled by his state, "What did you call me?"

Ah Yuan paused, and replied with a long reflex arc, "Oh, boss."

The owner thought it was weird to call him master in front of other people, so he told him to do the same in the restaurant.

Before Mu Qi could speak, Ah Yuan listlessly walked to the sink, put on his gloves, mechanically rubbed a stream of bubbles, put it on the plate, and scrubbed it emotionlessly.

Mu Qi couldn't help but look at him twice, his eyes stayed on his new clothes for a while, and then came to the cooking area.

I haven't held the spoon for two days, and my hands are a little raw.

The first dish of spicy toothpick meat was not cooked properly, and the meat surface was a little burnt.Mu Qi hot oil made a new one, and felt that the color was a little lacking.Tang Jiefan tasted it and felt that it was almost done, and said that it would be enough.

Mu Qi shook his head.

So he did it a third time, calling Chu Meng and Xiaozhang to taste it.

It stands to reason that Ah Yuan, when encountering such a moment, is usually the first to rush over to try the food.But at this moment he said with a downcast, "I won't eat."

Mu Qi raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

After cooking dishes for three tables of guests in a row, Mu Qi was able to rest for a while, picked up the water glass at the side, and found that it was empty.He went to the drinking fountain to take a sip of cold water, and passed the sink on the way back.

With a glance in his eyes, Yuan, the emotionless disk washing machine, has stopped, with gloves on in his hands, staring at the wall in a daze.

Xiaozhang next to him was wondering, Mu Qi was actually closer to the cooking area by another road, why did he take a detour to inspect the work?

Thinking of this, his hand that was rubbing the black mud in the lotus root worked harder.

At this time, Tang Jiefan lifted the curtain and came in, looking at the record paper in his hand, "Archie, the guests at the table who just came in said that they don't eat coriander, celery, and there are no other taboos. There are two people in total, one pair of two Young couple in their early teens."

Mu Qi nodded and pondered for a moment, "Then a plate of pork ribs with pepper, salt and garlic, a plate of tender beef with double pepper, and cold lettuce." He slightly increased his volume, "Let's add another sweet dish, candied sweet potato. "

Tang Jiefan: "I think it will work."

"Ah Dishwashing Robot Yuan" next to the sink was indifferent.

After Mu Qi finished frying the dishes on the table, he deliberately put out some extra candied sweet potatoes, and handed a small plate to Xiaozhang.

Xiaozhang's spirit was shaken, "Although asking such a question is very likely to be self-indulgent, but I still can't help but want to ask, boss, is this a reward for me?"

Mu Qi: "No."

With an expression of indignation that I knew, Xiaozhang took the small dish and put it on the table by the sink.

Ah Yuan smelled the fragrance, and looked at the red dish of candied sweet potatoes that looked appetizing and sweet, and her heart became more and more desolate.

Woo, he might not be able to eat such delicious food in the future.

Going to work on two more tables of dishes, Mu Qi thought of something, and looked back, the candied sweet potatoes in the small bowl were completely cold, but no one took a bite.

Xiaozhang's eyes were sharp, and he was afraid that the boss would have an opinion on the blind A Yuan, so he hurriedly greeted: "A Yuan, Sister Meng is too busy in front, you help carry the dishes, and I will wash the dishes."

Ah Yuan let out a blunt "Oh" and went straight to Mu Qi's side, reaching out to take the freshly fried hot dish filled with Maoxuewang.

"Hiss—" His fingers shrank from the heat, which brought his mental head back, "Ah, it's so hot!"

Mu Qi hurriedly let go of the hand holding the pot, and took a closer look. Fortunately, it was through the plate, "With this degree of burn, you can touch your earlobe, and it will be much more comfortable."

Ah Yuan quickly pinched the earlobe, it was cool and soft.

Looking at Mu Qi who was close at hand, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Ah Yuan's head, it's not the time to be negative, it's just a green tongue, it's not too bad!

You can't patronize eating every day, you still have to hurry up to make the master fall in love with you, and quickly cancel the contract, wouldn't it be good?

Thinking of this, his mood surged, and he pinched his earlobe vigorously.

Mu Qi: "Are your hands comfortable?"

Ah Yuan felt it carefully, the burning sensation in her fingertips was still there, "Well, it doesn't seem to be useful."

Mu Qi: "...because you pinched my earlobe."