[Comprehensive] delicious superhero

Despite two years on the job, Detective Amy Rohrbach still can't get used to the night shift.Therefore, when the painful night was over, she put away her things almost at the speed of light, took the keys and was ready to run to the garage.

Just a few steps away, I suddenly remembered that there was still a confidential document to be given to the forensic doctor.Amy closed her eyes resignedly, dragged her tired body, went back to the office, opened the safe, took the documents, and sent them to the forensic doctor.

After delivering the documents, she stretched her stiff body while going downstairs.When passing by the tea room, I saw several good colleagues gathered in front of the window, whispering from time to time.

Out of curiosity, Amy stopped and asked casually, "What happened?"

"Those people in strange clothes are here again." The colleague turned around to greet her, and sighed, "Did the lady proprietress of the restaurant offend anyone? She is always looking for trouble these days."

Amy approached the window and followed her gaze, and sure enough there were a dozen or so people dressed in uniform gathered at the entrance of the restaurant.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and recognized the words on the clothes: "World Food Hunting Federation... Gotham Branch? Have you heard of this organization?"

The colleague said: "I haven't heard of it, the pheasant organization, right? The kind that collects money to help others."

Another colleague said: "Detective Grayson doesn't care, that's his fabled mother."

"Hush!" Someone immediately looked towards Dick's office vigilantly, "Keep your voice down, are you afraid that Grayson doesn't know that we are gossiping about his family in the chat group?"

The man shrank his neck in fright, and said stiffly: "You are really careful, Grayson is not here..."

After saying this, several people suddenly remembered that Amy was Dick's partner. They all showed embarrassment, babbling reasons in their mouths, and dispersed one after another.

Amy didn't care. Although she and Dick were partners, they didn't have a close relationship. She even felt that Dick was deliberately ignoring her, and she didn't really want to cooperate with her.

"Why are you running? I'm also in the group. I've seen everything I need to see. Who's not a melon-eating crowd?" Amy murmured, took another look at the newly renovated restaurant across the street, and turned to leave.

After working the night shift all night, she is now tired, sleepy and hungry, and she just wants to go home and rest.

Five minutes later, Amy sat in the dining room, looking at the new star-striped wallpaper on the wall, feeling melancholy.

Mingming just couldn't help being curious, wanted to come over to see what the proprietress looks like in real life, why was she fooled into it by the blond chef with a lotus tongue?

A few weeks ago, I was still madly complaining about the bad food of the superhero-themed restaurant in the group, and even secretly hoped that it would not open. Why did I lose all resistance when I smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen, and was obediently accepted by the restaurant? Did the waiter guide you to the seat?

All the melancholy and confusion disappeared when the only waiter brought a bowl of strong and strange food.

"This, what is this?" Amy asked tremblingly, the fear of being dominated by this restaurant swept over her, and she almost ran away from the door.

The waiter wearing a rough Spider-Man suit said: "This is Vietnamese Pho, please enjoy. Here is fish sauce, you can add it according to your taste."

Amy thanked her and picked up the spoon tremblingly.

The bowl of noodle soup in front of me is clear and clear, with thin and uniform beef slices, sprinkled with bright red chili peppers and various green leaves, and the off-white noodle floats in the soup.

But...but...

Amy sneaked a few glimpses at the eager eater at the next table, who was eating another soup with something like wide spaghetti, but smelled of fish.

Fish-flavored pasta, what does it taste like?Amy shuddered again and almost lost her grip on the spoon.

Forget it, it’s all here, everyone else has made it, how can food be wasted?

Amy persuaded herself again and again. After the psychological construction was almost done, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, and drank a spoonful of the soup that was so clear that it revealed weirdness.

Amy was ready to drink the rancid pot-washing water, but as soon as the soup entered her mouth, she immediately froze.

There is no rancid smell, no rag smell, and no metallic smell of stainless steel, but a rich and refreshing taste.It has the deliciousness of beef, the fragrance of lemon, the spicyness of millet, a little sweetness, and the unique taste of other unnamed exotic spices.

Am I hallucinating from starvation?

Amy was stunned, but her hand scooped up another spoonful of soup uncontrollably, and brought it to her mouth.

Drinking the hot and spicy soup into the mouth stimulated the secretion of saliva and sweat all over the body. After swallowing it, the stomach became warm, and the cold limbs gradually became hot, which instantly wiped away the fatigue after the night shift.

Amy doesn't know how to use chopsticks very much, so she rolled the rice noodles with a fork. It is hard to imagine that the translucent rice noodles can be both smooth and just right, so people can't stop eating.

She put her head down and ate wildly, and added some fish sauce that she had never eaten before, making the soup even more delicious.

It wasn’t until the bottom of a large bowl of hor fun and even the side dishes were cleaned up that I put down the spoon contentedly and sent a text message in the group: “Comrades, our spring is here! The newly opened restaurant is worth looking forward to! "

Colleague A: "..."

Colleague B: "..."

Colleague C: "......"

Colleague D: "You...are you seduced by the boss's beauty, are you going to be a love rival with Grayson?"

Colleague E: "Let's fight, let's fight!!!"

Amy: "Hehe, I won't quarrel with you, the facts will prove everything!"

After eating and drinking, Amy beckoned the waiter to pay the bill, but he seemed to be comforting a few crying customers, and the proprietress who happened to be free came over in person.

"Sorry, I'm a little busy right now." Gu Shanna handed over the bill with a smile, "Today is a soft opening, and the whole shop is [-]% off."

After Amy paid the bill and gave a tip, those customers were still crying, so they couldn't help asking, "Why are they crying?"

Gu Shanna collected the money, and said casually: "Well, they belong to the World Food Hunting Federation. Because our food has become so delicious, it is not as good as it used to be, so it is a bit sad."

Amy blinked in confusion: "What?"

Isn’t it good that restaurant food has become delicious?Where did this neuropathy come from? Hey!

Gushanna wanted to explain it too complicated, so she simply said: "They have unique tastes, and they prefer the style of the previous restaurant."

Amy: "..."

During the lunch break, Peter came to report, saying that with the four consecutive days of insults issued by the World Food Hunting Federation, the popularity of superhero-themed restaurants has completely exploded.

Peter rubbed his hands excitedly: "We're lucky. Those four fat guys are all high-level executives of the Gotham branch. Not long after the article was posted, it was reposted by the official tweet, and it was still on the top of the forum."

Gushanna was very happy: "It's great! This way you don't have to go to the forum to open a trumpet."

Gaby & Jamie: "..."

Even though the proprietress had seriously explained what was going on with this wave of publicity, every time they heard her discussing with Peter, they still looked at each other in a daze, not knowing how to deal with it.

Peter looked at the statistics software in his phone, and said again: "As of now, the number of dark cuisine lovers who came to the pilgrimage today has increased by [-]% compared to yesterday, and the number of normal customers has also doubled."

"The more the better, the more the better!" Gushanna laughed, "Go buy a few more napkins, I'll cook, and I'll add chicken legs for lunch—no! Add lobster!"

Peter cheered, and ran out to buy tissues without changing his clothes.

Gaby wiped the table again and again, wondering: "Are we really a serious restaurant?"

Jamie poked the keyboard and said weakly: "Every time I see the dark cooking lovers crying and leaving, and the proprietress smiling and sending them away, I feel like I have entered a dragon's den and a tiger's den."

The two glanced at the direction of the kitchen at the same time, shivering.

After the popularity of the restaurant gradually increased under the arrangement of various operations, Gu Shanna saw that the number of fixed normal customers was not small, so she planned to choose a good and auspicious day and officially opened it.

Open the perpetual calendar and see that NO.19 of this month is a good day for everything.

"Okay, let's open on NO.19!" Gu Shanna opened Instagram, picked a picture of a festive braised pork, and announced the opening time.

Since its soft opening during this period, the restaurant has been on the cusp of a storm. One side was scolded by the World Federation of Strange Gastronomy, and the other side was praised by true love fans.

In this regard, every time I was in the pit text, I was pressed on the ground and rubbed again and again by netizens. Gu Shanna, who had long been reclusive, said that there was no disturbance in her heart, and she even laughed very loudly.

It's just that she often receives condolence text messages from Dick, which makes her a little depressed.

Even though Gushanna has repeatedly expressed that it is a good thing to have black fans, and she is not afraid of being scolded, Dick still has a pitiful face of "difficult to find the police", as if she is some kind of bullied child.

I'll explain it to Dick in detail after the opening!Gu Shanna put away her emotions, turned around and devoted herself to the prosperous preparations for the opening.

The author has something to say: Dick: Shanna is so pitiful, the police|police will protect you!

Shanna: Swear, swear, swear louder!