The Scarface Uncle has not recovered from his senses. Neon is recognized as being indifferent to human nature and social pressure. The situation in Tokyo is even more serious. However, when it comes to the service industry, practitioners’ attitude towards customers is really a treatment for God. I am afraid that no other place dares to claim the first place in terms of service quality.

To put it bluntly, he rarely encounters such a shop owner with a bad attitude.

The pattern is too young.

Are you really not afraid of bad reviews or bad reviews from customers?

But I was so tired that I didn't want to move my butt and find another store. The uncle waved his hand and said, "Well, forget it, it doesn't matter if there is beer."

As he said that, he raised his cup and raised his head, and drank half of the cup in one breath: "To be honest, I really don't believe the 'a little spicy' in your Chinese..."

The uncle looked like a story, and I was really depressed.

"Just give me a 'refilled meat' with the lowest spicy rating. If it's really a little spicy, I'll be fine. Of course, it would be even better if you're willing to use green peppers."

Xia Yan glanced at the panel in his field of vision, paying special attention to [System Funding].

"+" matches are vaguely displayed.

It means that the meal ordered by the uncle has officially entered the fund calculation process. If he fixed his eyes on the fund number for a few seconds, another light curtain page will pop up, indicating the rules for adding and subtracting funds.

[For every successful entertaining of one guest, the funds will increase according to the value of the dishes received.]

[But it should be noted that entertainment is divided into four levels: home-cooked, high-end, banquet and delicacies. Among them, home-cooked entertainment at the lowest level requires the chef to cook dishes of at least 60 points, and any "trait index" meets the slight standard.]

What is the trait index? When I woke up and found that it was not a world line, Xia Yan didn't figure it out and suffered a big loss for it.

The system score of the dishes is more than 60. After the guests finished eating, they also gave positive reviews, but the funds were reduced to the naked eye during settlement!

Customers praised it, and business losses!

"So, the problem lies in this 'trait index'." Xia Yan recalled that for a while, the funds almost fell to negative numbers, and the restaurant was facing bankruptcy, so he was about to stay on the streets.

Fortunately, one day, a sudden whim began to degenerate into making dark dishes.

Thinking of this, Xia Yan had 10,000 complaints about his "traits" that he had mastered almost the same. It would be fine if he had a little bit of cooking skills, but this characteristic index was also running towards the unknown dark abyss...

Before turning around to prepare ingredients for the "re-cooked pork", Xia Yan gave an apologetic look to the uncle who was drinking beer.

Give up, green peppers are impossible.

There are only chili peppers and chili peppers in my shop.

I can only maintain my business by relying on dark food. I don’t deserve the qualification of a famous store, let alone the praise from customers! Alas!

Xia Yan sighed, cut the ginger and green onion, and then turned out a bottle of bean paste from the cabinet.

The ingredients of pork belly, and ginger slices that can remove the smell, were cooked, drained, and cut into thin slices of meat.

Soon, a sensation sound sounded in the store.

"Ah?!"

The work clothes uncle found something wrong, so he quickly sat upright and looked at the stove.

Seeing the bright red pepper flakes mixed with the slices of meat, his eyes twitched straight, making it difficult to calm down, and his calves were trembling.

If you say that the bright red skin may be a scam, the spicyness is actually not high, it is a red-skinned pepper disguise or something...

But when I smelled the exhaust fan with full horsepower, I couldn't get rid of the spicy smell, and the uncle's expression was already distorted.

He was choked and made a violent cough, "Cough cough cough".

"Soul fade, stop, stop"

"Put down the spatula in your hand!"

As the stir-fry sounded, the uncle screamed at the top of his voice: "Don't lie to me, I'm not a child. This cliff is not slightly spicy, not a little spicy!"

"Sorry, this is the spicyness of our store. You can think it is a 'dark dish' and leave right away." Xia Yan still kept the movement of rolling the pot with his right hand, and held a spoon in his left hand, dug a large spoonful of 'bean paste' from the seasoning bottle and threw it into the wok.

It's not an illusion, but in an instant, the spicy taste is more intense and pungent.

The uncle covered his mouth and nose, and even choked out tears, yelling in his heart, what kind of fairy bean paste is this? It’s effective too quickly!

The bean paste that has not been put on the lid, the brand label is not seen on the glass bottle.

In fact, this is a bottle of local products, not mass production.

Douban sauce is known as the soul of Sichuan cuisine. As a seasoning that accounts for more than 70% of pickled peppers, it can be said that the pepper base during production directly determines the spicyness of the finished product.

Ordinary bean paste does not pursue spicy food, but emphasizes "fresh fragrance".

But the bottle Xia Yan just used was made of pepper, and what he wanted was amazing spicyness.

[Basic skill - 'Seasoning-Spicy' has reached the maximum level (5000/5000), and has been converted to specialized skill!]

The cooking information jumped out again. Xia Yan didn't read it. He knocked the spatula in his hand on the edge of the wok and gently closed the gas stove valve at the right time. The whistling fire immediately stopped.

Therefore, dynamic dish information covers the field of view:

[Dish Completion Degree-Qualified (60)]

【Dark Index (Traces)-Minimal】

"It's an ordinary score again, just passed the score." Xia Yan turned his back to the bar and whispered to himself.

Quality must be taken into account, and the "dark index" and characteristics are still indispensable.

"Hey, uncle, you didn't leave?" Xia Yan was stunned.

"I went to the bathroom." The worker said, sucking his nose, his eyes a little red. When he returned to sit down, he found that the bar was filled with freshly baked 'refilled meat'.

On the white ceramic plate, the meat slices were dyed red with the sauce, not to mention the pepper slices that were so red that they were eye-catching.

After stir-frying, the whole plate was filled with oil. At first glance, it seemed like the red oil was burning.

The work clothes uncle couldn't help swallowing, and he regretted not letting go while the chef was concentrating on cooking. Yes, why didn't I escape the order? It was obviously a good time to go to the bathroom just now.

Fear(_).

The hot and spicy smell that keeps popping up and spreading makes tears flow out again.

"This cannot be slightly spicy!" The uncle trembled.

Xia Yan hugged his chest with his hands and nodded: "This is the slight spicy food in our store, you can still leave now."

The uncle stared at him and suddenly remembered that he had just entered the store, and he didn't see the ordering machine or the ordering coupon, so he sat here all the time, so the process of paying the bill before ordering does not exist.

At this time, Xia Yan placed a bowl of hot soup and a bowl of rice on both sides of the main course: "Rice can be added as you like, and it is free to serve."

The fragrance of rice.

And the 'refried pork' that has just been stir-fried out, with a pungent and spicy taste, a very attractive fragrance.

The worker uncle felt that the salivary glands were aggravating the secretion, and there seemed to be a devil's whisper in his mind. Or, just try it? Just try it a small mouthful...

"Do you want to eat? State it in advance, it's terrible, dark food..."

"Damn it, don't underestimate people. No matter what, I have easily eaten a big bowl of hell ramen."

As he said that, as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, the uncle screamed when he swallowed it, "Water, give me water!"

Xia Yan went to get the kettle, first put the ice cubes on the bottom of the cup, and then handed out the filled cup of ice water. Unexpectedly, a second cup and a third cup will be available in a few seconds.

"I knew I would step on the thunder. It was not a Chinese restaurant opened by Neon people, which was terrible. I would never believe you again. Ahhhhh, I am such a fool~! Big fool~!" The sharp voice complained.

The mouth says this, but the amount of rice and dishes decreases in the speed of light.

Xia Yan is waiting for a system message.

The uncle ate three bowls of rice, was sweating all over. He unbuttoned the buttons of his work uniform and stared at Xia Yan for a long time before he jumped out of his teeth: "Thank you for the reception."

Shaking and standing up, the uncle looked at Xia Yan again, and saw that he looked as usual, and he didn't care whether the customer would pay for the bill.

After hesitating, a thousand-dollar denomination banknote with sweat was taken out from his wallet.

"Very good, congratulations on completing a challenge in your life... The reward is that you don't have to pay!" I only heard the young store manager and chef say this.

Uncle: "????"

Holding the grass, what kind of monsters are there in this store?

"I... am not satisfied, very dissatisfied with the fact that you used the unsatisfactory spicyness without regard to the customer's request!"

"But... I must settle this order!"

He put the banknotes in a tray toughly, and the workman walked away with his back, but his pace was as embarrassing as the sweat all over his body. He also looked completely different from the appearance of being crushed by life when he just sat down at the store, and his back was quite light.

Standing at the door of the store, blew the cool breeze outside, he took out the cigarette box from his workplace pocket, lit a cigarette for himself, and sucked the clouds and mist.

The uncle spoke in a faint tone:

"Actually, uh, the taste is good, but I won't come again anyway until the international standard for the weights and measures of spicy taste."

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