The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 171

No sooner had Qing Li returned to the kitchen than the waiter ghost brought in Jin Chen’s order.

Seeing a menu full of vegetarian dishes, Qing Li commented, “Manager Jin is really frugal.”

The system reminded her in a ghostly tone, “Isn’t it because you don’t pay a penny in salary?”

Although the currency in the horror world is the flesh and blood of different levels of ghosts, one can’t just eat a meal and tear off an arm or a leg!

Thus, work and trade also exist in the horror world.

The vegetarian dishes Jin Chen ordered were simple, and the system easily found recipes for Qing Li.

Qing Li’s cooking was fierce, and even the system, composed of a string of data, felt a surge of impulse watching her.

“Do you have a deep grudge against your employees?” it asked soulfully.

Why could a simple stir-fried vegetable turn into a plate of green, indescribable, thick substance!

What was hardest for it to accept was that everything was done correctly, yet this was the result!

Is this really meant for human consumption?

Even pig feed is healthier and less toxic than what’s in this plate.

Oh right…

This isn’t for humans; it’s for ghosts.

Qing Li confidently said, “Don’t worry, I’m very satisfied with my performance this time. Although it might be hard to describe its appearance, the taste definitely won’t disappoint them.”

The system: (?_?)

They won’t be disappointed, but they might just die on the spot.

The waiter ghost came to the kitchen to fetch the dishes and saw the plate of green, indeterminate substance. He was already getting used to it.

He carried the plate to Jin Chen’s table.

The other ghost employees, seeing the served dish, were as if hit by a silence spell, completely muting all ghosts.

Ma Yue asked uncertainly, “Can this really be eaten?”

Huang Lina looked terrified, “Is the boss lady dissatisfied with us and trying to poison us directly?”

Only Jin Chen remained calm, as he had no expectations for Qing Li’s cooking skills.

He said, “After all, it’s personally made by the boss lady. Let’s not waste her good intentions.”

Zhou Ya almost cried, “Is this good intention meant to kill us?”

None of the ghosts at the table dared to touch their chopsticks.

The audience in the live broadcast was enjoying the drama, with the comment section going wild.

?Why are you all just sitting there? Start eating, it’ll taste worse when it’s cold.?

?Although this dish looks hard to swallow, you can’t just despise it for its appearance. How is that different from judging people by their looks??

?I know this dish, it really tastes great. My brother Zhang Tiedan became strong after eating it, but he died peacefully, his face as green as this dish. His wife and the guy next door cried with envy (tearful gif.)?

?If you put it that way, I also want to order one for my brother!?

?Looking forward to the village girl opening a few chain stores when she returns to the real world. I have a brother who also wants to die… oh no… wants to eat.?

When the second plate of vegetarian food was served, the ghost employees at the table almost ran away.

They ordered jade balls, but what was served looked like black iron bumps!

Jin Chen rubbed his throbbing temples. He had underestimated the landlady’s cooking skills, which could turn the simplest ingredients into the most life-shortening dishes.

At this moment, Ma Yue, trembling with fear, said, “Manager Jin, is the landlady hinting something to us with this dish?”

Jin Chen frowned, “Hinting at what?”

Ma Yue pointed to the charred jade meatballs and analyzed seriously, “Look, these are jade meatballs, but they are not ordinary jade meatballs; they are charred jade meatballs.”

Jin Chen’s mouth twitched, “Can you stop talking nonsense?”

Ma Yue shrank his neck and quickly said, “Did the landlady intentionally fail making the meatballs as a warning that we’re done for?”

There was silence again among the ghostly staff at the table…

Until Jin Chen sighed helplessly, “Don’t speculate wildly. The landlady is just… just simply bad at cooking.”

Hearing Jin Chen’s response, the ghostly staff felt somewhat relieved.

However, when the third dish was served…

Why were their ordered curry potatoes only left in a shit-yellow color?

The first two dishes were just psychologically uncomfortable, but this dish directly caused them physical discomfort.

“Mommy, why did the waiter uncle bring a plate of poop?” asked Wang Xiaobao, innocently.

The Red-clothed female ghost Wang Guihua was speechless…

How should she respond to protect the child’s innocence?

[This I know, because I added poop.]

[Am I the only one wondering how much this “poop” costs?]

[Don’t just sit there, eat up so we can be on our way.]

[I think the village girl did a great job, I can smell it through the screen, even my mom came over and asked why my poop smells so bad.]

[The person above understands sarcasm.]

Before more dishes could be served, Jin Chen decided to flee with his staff.

They came for team building, not team destruction.

The restaurant manager originally wanted to charge them, but seeing the appearance of the dishes on the table…

“This meal is on the house, please take your time leaving.”

After Jin Chen and the ghosts left, the restaurant manager instructed the waiter ghost to quickly clear the untouched dishes from the table.

Otherwise, it would affect the appetites of other ghost customers!

The waiter ghost, regretting the waste of untouched food, said, “It’s a waste not to eat.”

Following the principle of not wasting food, the waiter ghost opened his huge, gaping mouth, picked up the plates, and poured all the food into his mouth.

The next second…

“Giao~ this dish is poisoned.”

The waiter ghost’s eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground, and convulsed uncontrollably.

Clearly, he was poisoned.

The restaurant immediately became agitated.

The dish was poisoned, and the waiter was poisoned to death, what kind of black restaurant was this?

Despite the restaurant manager’s earnest explanations and pleas, all the ghost customers left cursing and complaining.

Qing Li, in the back kitchen, noticed that the waiter ghost was delayed in delivering the menu. She went to the front hall to check the situation and casually asked Jin Chen if the meal she prepared was to his liking.

However, what she saw was a deserted restaurant, a heartbroken restaurant manager, and a waiter ghost lying on the ground…

Qing Li instantly understood the situation. She approached the restaurant manager to console him, saying indifferently, “Manager, life is not just about the failures in front of us, but also about the endless mortgage. Everything will pass.”

After saying this, without waiting for the restaurant manager’s reaction, Qing Li pushed open the restaurant door and left gracefully.

This restaurant was already doomed, and she needed to find a new chef job urgently, aiming to get ten good reviews quickly to unlock a task.

The restaurant manager, staring at the empty doorway, cursed belatedly, “You damn well come back here and compensate me for my losses…”

He finally understood Jin Chen’s advice, but unfortunately, it was too late.