Chapter 12
The villa was quite large, and fearing that the hostess would fire her if she couldn't finish the cleaning, Yang Qi also went to the utility room to get a bucket and planned to start working.
Now, only Bai Yan and An Qing were left in Yang Qi's room.
"Bai Yan, we discussed one thing just now when you were away." An Qing said: "We found that there is no wifi in this room, and we can't connect to the Internet even if we use data."
"Can our mobile phones still connect to the Internet here?" Bai Yan was a little surprised: "Have you got the mobile phones here?"
"That's not true. We just want to try whether the mobile phone can work." An Qing said: "Although we can't access the Internet, it's no problem for us to call each other. If we encounter danger, we can call each other."
With that said, An Qing exchanged mobile phone numbers with Bai Yan, and also saved other people's mobile phone numbers in his phone.
After getting 7 mobile phone numbers, Bai Yan was ready to report to the male host.
However, as soon as he left the women's dormitory, he saw Zhu Fugui hurriedly running out of the kitchen. When he saw him, he quickly came over, as if he had seen a savior.
"Brother, please help me take a look at the things in the kitchen. What should I do?"
Bai Yan and Zhu Fugui went to the kitchen and saw a lot of skinned meat on the cutting board, which didn't look like ordinary beef or mutton.
When Bai Yan took a closer look, he realized that this was not the meat commonly eaten by ordinary people, but dog meat, cat meat, snake meat, and a kind of meat that was chopped beyond recognition and that he could not identify.
In addition, Zhu Fugui was in a hurry when he came out and forgot to turn off the refrigerator.
In the refrigerator with the door wide open, he saw more cat and dog meat, as well as a very small amount of vegetables.
What's especially weird is that most of the meat is rotten and spoiled, and a strong stench can be smelled from a long distance away.
"Look, just these things, what can I make with them!" Zhu Fugui wrinkled his forehead with worry, looking at the cat meat on the cutting board with a bitter look on his face: "I can also make dog meat, in our rural areas People also eat it when they have dogs. But I’ve heard people say that cat meat is so sour that it’s not good to eat. What do you think I should do?”
"I heard that there is a dish called Dragon Tiger Fight, how about you make this?" Bai Yan's cooking skills are not proficient, but this does not prevent him from helping out with random ideas: "Look, there are only these kinds of meat in the villa. There is no beef or pork that we ordinary people like to eat, which means that the owner of this family just stews them in one pot and adds some vegetables to make it more delicious. Maybe they will buy it. "
"Okay, let me give it a try." Zhu Fugui nodded hesitantly, but the bitter look on his face was still there: "Brother, what you said makes sense, but these meats have become smelly. No matter how good I am at my craftsmanship, they are still delicious. Not going anywhere.”
"...Uh, you can try adding more seasoning to cover up the smell?"
When doing social surveys with Wang Ze in the past, Bai Yan discovered that some shrewd restaurant owners often added preservatives and moisturizers to stale meat in order to save costs and resell it as inferior meat.
Some of the more astute bosses even make meat skewers out of dead cats, rotten dogs, and mice without even buying serious meat, and add flavors to serve as various types of meat.
Anyway, after adding aniseed, consumers can't taste anything except the seasoning. The meat is whatever the boss says it is.
That is, eating too much of this kind of meat may cause stomach upset.
However, in the eyes of these bosses, this is not a big deal, since they can't kill people anyway.
It's not a big deal if people don't die.
During the investigation, Bai Yan was deeply impressed by the shrewdness of these bosses. Seeing Zhu Fugui's disbelief, Bai Yan repeated it again, emphasizing: "Believe me, you are right to add more seasonings. If the kitchen There is flavor, it’s fatal. I think the owners of this villa are not normal people. Adding more ingredients won’t kill anyone.”
"..." Look at what Xie came up with, does it work?
After working as a cook for so many years, this is the first time Zhu Fugui has heard of this kind of operation.
In the country, he is a real person. The people who patronized his restaurant were all the people from the neighborhood. He had never mixed water in his wine, let alone added these strange things to his rice.
Or you people in the city have more tricks.
"Okay, is there nothing else? I'm going to go then." Seeing Zhu Fugui lowering his head and thinking hard, Bai Yan felt that it was time for him to report to the male host.
Zhu Fugui quickly grabbed Bai Yan and said, "I don't have anything else to ask! What do you do with this rat meat? I've never fried rat meat before!"
"It turns out to be rat meat." Bai Yan was a little disappointed looking at the meat that he couldn't recognize before. He thought it was human. Where's the meat?
If it is a human being. Meat, you can directly confirm that the couple are ghosts.
"It's not rat meat. What kind of meat do you think this is?" Zhu Fugui took out an unpeeled, dying rat from the refrigerator and said, "We city people should understand, so tell me more." , how to make this rat meat.”
"How about you become a snake that swallows rats?"
"The rat is alive and the snake is already dead. How could I put the rat in there?" Zhu Fugui was stunned.
"You can think of a way, otherwise there will always be something suitable for them when frying or frying." Seeing Zhu Fugui's sad face, Bai Yan had a flash of inspiration and thought of another good idea: "By the way, Lao Zhu, did you hear that?" Have you ever heard of San Zhicai?”
"San Zhicai, what is this thing?" Zhu Fugui looked confused.
"Sanzhicai is to put a litter of newborn mice directly on the plate, and another plate to hold the sauce. Because the mice are still alive, use chopsticks to pinch them, and the mice will make a frightened 'squeak' sound. Remove the little mice on the chopsticks Dip the sauce, and there was another 'squeak'. Finally, I put the mouse cub in my mouth, and there was a final 'squeak' sound from the mouse." Bai Yan said with excitement on his face, almost rolling up his sleeves. Get started and help Zhu Fugui do it.
"My mother, who does this have to be to dare to eat this kind of food?" Zhu Fugui sighed, secretly thinking that the people in the city were getting more perverted than the last, but he still agreed: "Yes, I will look for it in the refrigerator in a while. See if there are any mice."
In order not to be fired, Zhu Fugui also risked his life.
Saying goodbye to the desperate Lao Zhu, Bai Yan set off to the third floor to meet the male owner of the villa.
When he arrived at the study, he found Lu Tianyi already standing behind the male host, wearing sunglasses and holding his hands behind his back, looking conscientious.
"Butler, you're here."
Seeing Bai Yan coming over, the male host greeted him and said, "Don't be restrained. I heard that many of the people hired here are college students and highly educated people. When I was young, my family was poor. I went out to work after I finished junior high school. I have the opportunity to continue studying. Now that I am older, I finally have the opportunity to study, but I don’t have so much energy. It’s better for you college students. How many books have you read since you were young?”
"You are ridiculous. In terms of diplomas for today's college students, their junior high school diplomas are not as useful as yours. You see, we have read so many books, but we still can't find a job to do temporary work for you?" Bai Yan Praise.
"Haha, you college students are so humble." The male host laughed heartily and seemed to like this: "I don't have anything to do here. Our family is simple and only has two children. It's troublesome. Usually, you should pay more attention to other people. It’s my job. If you and Xiao Lu go out with me tomorrow, there will be nothing else.”
"Okay, sir, the new chef has a question for you: he has some special dishes he wants to make, but there are only a few ingredients in the refrigerator. Can you please allow him to go out to look for ingredients? He Guaranteed to make a satisfying dinner.”
Although Zhu Fugui never said this, Bai Yan still borrowed his name and asked the questions he wanted to ask without changing his expression.
"This... special dish..." The male host looked a little excited, but after thinking for a moment, he still rejected the proposal: "Every night at eight o'clock, there will be a delivery truck delivering fresh ingredients. We are used to eating that restaurant's food. , I don’t want to go through the trouble of changing to other places, just let the chef use the ingredients in the kitchen. Our family is not picky about the type of food, we just like to eat meat.”
"I understand, sir." Bai Yan remembered the time for the delivery truck to transport the ingredients, and planned to find out the details of this company at night.
After saluting the male host, Bai Yan went downstairs and went to the kitchen to find Lao Zhu.
After deleting the part about borrowing the name, he relayed the male host's opinions, which made Zhu Fugui even more confused.
The family in the villa likes to eat meat, but do they like to eat the original flavor or the strong flavor?
Looking at the rancid and spoiled ingredients, Zhu Fugui didn't want to eat any of them.
Seeing that Zhu Fugui couldn't make up his mind, Bai Yan reminded him: "You can make a few more kinds and bring them out together when the time comes. With this first experience, you can just be more careful in the future."
Bai Yan was not a person who liked to help others, even though he had just vowed a few days ago to change his mind and become a clean and good person within the next three months. But to the extent that he had 'repented of his past mistakes', the most he could do was not step on the hand that was crying for help on the edge of the cliff, but pretend to leave without seeing anything.
However, the identity assigned to him by the game is that of a steward. If he does not help other players, if something goes wrong, he will also bear the final responsibility.
As Bai Yan has grown up, he has always been the only one to blame others, not to take the blame for others. Now, he didn't want to have such a bad experience.
After reminding Lao Zhu, Bai Yan helped in the kitchen for a while, and it was almost lunch time.
The time they entered the villa was half past ten, and the time Zhu Fugui actually entered the kitchen was eleven o'clock. When Zhu Fugui was about to finish his work, Bai Yan took the plate and placed the cutlery and napkins on the dining table in advance.
Although judging from the conversation with the male host, he is a rich man who has climbed up from the bottom and is not particular about these details. But if he is really not particular about it, he will not hire a housekeeper and a maid, and let them wear clothes that represent their status.
Bai Yan didn't want to be careless about small things, so he simply went through all the procedures he knew to avoid being picked on by the owners of the villa and expelled him midway.