Canteen Poisoning
Pinliang calmed down when he saw that these people didn't seem to know about his uncle's resignation. He waved his hand and said, "I went out to eat a while ago. You go back to your work, I'll go to the kitchen and see what they have today!"
"Alright, Master Zhong!" The waiter nodded and went back to his work, ignoring Pinliang.
It wasn't the first time Pinliang went to the kitchen anyways. The canteen was still preparing to open for business, so the dishes weren't brought out yet. They were all placed in the kitchen. Even if Pinliang wanted to eat, he would choose the dishes in the kitchen.
Pinliang pushed open the kitchen door and walked in arrogantly. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the chef was the only one in the kitchen. Most of the time, the chef wasn't the only one in the kitchen. There were also choppers and bakers, but there was only one dish left today. The others had gone out to help clean up the tables and chairs in preparation for business.
In order to save money, a high school cafeteria didn't have that many waiters. Most of them were part-timers.
Pinliang turned to the chef who was preparing the last dish and asked, "How's the food today? Is there anything good? "
The chef turned around and saw that it was Pinliang, but he didn't mind. He didn't like people who relied on their family's power, but he was still working in someone else's territory. Even if he had a skill, so what if he relied on his hands to make a living? They could just fire him and hire a new chef.
Therefore, the chef said, "There's only one dish left, the stewed pork ribs and potatoes. It'll be ready soon. The rest is ready. Have a look yourself."
"Oh, then I'll try it first. See if it's good!" Pinliang walked to the chef's side and looked at the stewed ribs and potatoes in the pot. "Go get me a bowl and get me a piece of ribs, I want to try it!"
"Alright, wait!" The chef had no choice but to leave the kitchen to get a bowl for Pinliang. The utensils weren't in the kitchen, but in the disinfection room.
Pinliang waited for the chef to leave before quickly taking out a small bottle from his pocket. He opened the lid and poured the powdered poison into the pot of stewed pork ribs and potatoes. Xiaofu, on the other hand, wasn't idle either. He started pouring poison into the other dishes.
The utensils were still being sterilized, and the chef had to close the cabinet before he could take them out. This was enough time for Pinliang and Xiaofu to work. The two poured all the poison into the pot, but the chef wasn't back yet.
The school's daily menu consisted of six dishes and one soup, just right. Seven bottles of poison were just right. If there was one less dish, it would be difficult to operate.
In fact, there were very few people who would order six dishes and one soup for a meal. Apart from those rich people, almost no one would do so!
However, many students who were close to each other would gather at a table in groups of three to five. Each person would buy one or two different dishes, and they would be able to gather six dishes and one soup. This kind of situation was very common among students, and it greatly increased the chances of being poisoned.
When the chef came back with the utensils, Pinliang was already standing next to the pot of stewed pork ribs and potatoes. He said impatiently when he saw the chef, "Why are you so slow? Hurry up, I can't wait! "
"The utensils are in the disinfection cabinet, it's not convenient to take them out!" The chef explained with a bitter smile. "Master Zhong, why don't you try it now?"
"Yes, hurry up!" Pinliang nodded and pointed at the pot. "This rib, this one. It's fatty!"
The chef quickly scooped out the rib Pinliang wanted and handed it over.
Pinliang 'impatiently' put the rib into his mouth, yelling. "Delicious! Give us two portions of this stewed pork ribs and that egg soup! Give us two bowls too!"
"One dish and one soup?" The chef looked at Pinliang, uncertain. Why did Pinliang order these two dishes this time? With Pinliang's personality, he wouldn't order everything, but at least three or four!
"I don't really like the others! Hurry up, get me more meat! "Pinliang said impatiently.
"Okay, okay!" The chef realized that Pinliang didn't like the others. No wonder. He quickly got them two portions of stewed pork ribs and two bowls of egg soup. Pinliang and Xiaofu took two steamed buns each and sat down.
"Liang Bro, there's poison in the food, can we still eat it? We can't die, right? "Xiaofu was scared and didn't dare move his chopsticks.
"Fuck, I would've died if I could die. I just finished the ribs!" Pinliang curled his lips.
"Oh, but there's still egg soup, right? We can't be poisoned if we eat both, right?" Xiaofu was still worried.
"You idiot, I wouldn't eat it if I could be poisoned!" Pinliang glared at him. "Yaowang said that if you eat these two herbs together, not only will it not be poisonous, but it can also strengthen the kidney and boost the Yang energy!"
"I see …" Xiaofu nodded but didn't dare move his chopsticks.
"Hurry up and eat! We're here to poison the food, and if we don't eat something before we leave, people might suspect us! "Pinliang said as he started eating.
Xiaofu had no choice but to bite the bullet. After a few bites, he felt that the food was delicious, and there wasn't anything wrong with his body, so he started eating …
After eating, Pinliang left with Xiaofu. After all, they had just poisoned the food, and it wasn't good to stay in the cafeteria for too long.
"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Xiaobo turned around to see Lin Yi frowning as the last class of the morning ended. It was lunch break, and Xiaobo asked curiously.
It was the last semester of twelfth graders, and time was precious. Kang Xiaobo had to study hard, so he spent the whole morning reading books other than greeting Lin Yi.
"Nothing, let's go eat?" Lin Yi was thinking of an excuse to get close to Jianwen and ask about Lingshan.
Lin Yi had promised Huaijun that he would help, but he didn't have a starting point. If it was before, Lin Yi would've barged into Jianwen's house and asked for Lingshan, or he'd kill him if he didn't give it to him. But now wasn't the time. Even if he killed him, he had to find a way to do it discreetly. He couldn't get involved with Lingshan.
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