"No, not poppy. If it is poppy, it will not be called only to the Market Supervision Administration."

Cheng Fan shook his head and explained: "They use additives illegally. Many time-consuming and laborious processes are replaced by 'black technology', which enhances fragrance, improves freshness, and thickens... Just use a little bit of it and the cost can be 30% off."

"No wonder their food prices are lower than other restaurants, and the taste is much brighter!"

Xu Huan's face suddenly changed. After gaining the inheritance of the Kitchen God, she always had a pilgrimage to food and made it with care, allowing Cheng Fan and Xiao Nannan to experience the happiness brought by food.

This pot of "high-tech food" made by illegal means is simply a blasphemy to Chinese chefs in Xu Huan's eyes!

Suddenly, Cheng Fan frowned and said to Xu Huan: "Mingzhen, he has made moves again. You can record the video on your phone and save the evidence to avoid them denying it."

Xu Huan nodded vigorously, and his spiritual sense enveloped the kitchen.

Then he opened the recording and quietly sent his phone into the kitchen using the sword-wielding technique, and found a hidden corner to start recording.

In the kitchen, the boss rushed in again.

"Slowly! You guys are too slow!"

"I just said that using the power of technology, can't you understand human words?!"

A chef with a somewhat thin body was stunned.

"I understand the truth, but how do I change the sesame paste?"

The boss was almost mad. He couldn't understand why these chefs were all elm-headed, and shouted hysterically:

"Is there a wife in my wife's cake?"

"Is there fish meat inside the shredded pork?"

"You all look at me well! What is the ruthless sesame paste trained by magical technology!"

As he said that, the boss took out a bottle of hard work and squeezed it into the pot.

The originally yellowed clear soup in the pot suddenly turned yellow and sticky.

"Did you see it? Isn't this sesame paste that jumped out with a technology artifact ten times purer than what you bought?"

Another chef frowned, "Your color is not right."

The boss was stunned when he heard this. The pot was yellow, but what he wanted was dark yellow, and it shouldn't be such a bright yellow.

"Yes! Your color is wrong, how can customers buy it? It will be discovered."

"This is outrageous, let's do it honestly."

The boss's eyes rolled and he reached out to stop the chefs.

"Wait a minute! I have a way!"

As he said that, the boss took off his leather shoes, took out some brown soil from the soles of his feet, threw it directly into the pot, and stirred it hard!

The originally bright yellow and the soil merged together and instantly turned into the dark yellow he wanted.

"Did you see it? Use your brain, use your brain!"

"A chef needs to make use of everything you can use. Anyway, there are technological tools, who can eat them? Ah?!"

The thin chef looked very ugly, his eyebrows were almost frowned, and he said dissatisfied:

"Just forget it if you use some additives, you actually throw the mud into the pot. The customers spend money on rice, not mud! You're too much!"

"Are you disgusting?"

The boss pointed at him angrily, "If you can do it, do it! If you can't do it, get out of here! You don't want the salary of one percent higher than other restaurants? Some people want it!"

"If you have these things, you can cook even if you let the pigs take a spoon! What are you showing off? Without you, the restaurant will be open and the food will be sold!"

The chef's face became darker and darker, as dark as the bottom of a pot.

I worked diligently all my life as a chef, but I was insulted by an outsider who had no knowledge of cooking skills with additives and mud. It is unbearable!

Bang!

The thin chef threw the chef's hat suddenly!

"I'm not doing it anymore!"

"Such a conscience will be punished sooner or later!"

"And you guys, if you continue to do such unconscience for his salary, you will not deserve to be a chef!"

As soon as he silenced his words, the chef left without turning his head back.

This scene made the boss unexpectedly. He suddenly panicked and pointed at the other chefs and said:

"What do you think? Don't have any salary? Work quickly!"

"Who? You don't add enough, keep adding it!"

Everyone dared not speak out, but another chef took off his hat and threw it to the ground.

"I don't want you to have two words! I'll stop doing it!"

"I won't serve you anymore!"

"I am a chef, not a pig who holds the spoon!"

One chef after another stopped working in a blink of an eye, all four pots were idle and no one took care of them.

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At this time, there were only a few cutters and kitchen helpers left in the kitchen, and even vegetable washers and dishwashers.

The boss called them all over with a dark face, and one of them counted as one, and everyone who knew how to cook was sent to see the pot.

In a word, technology and ruthless work!

They just need to throw additives into them to get double or even triple salary.

Everyone was overjoyed and waved their big spoon to do the job of the spoon. No matter how many you think you could use it, they poured everything inside. They even licked it when they tasted it themselves, and they felt that it was almost served.

After seeing this scene, Xu Huan felt disgusted, his eyes suddenly became cold, and a trace of sword intent emanated from radiating.

Cheng Fan quickly woke her up, fearing that she would not be able to help but splatter blood in the kitchen.

"They are just a bunch of ignorant ordinary people, don't make a big fuss."

Xu Huan slowly lowered his head and restrained his sword intent.

"I'm sorry, Master, I couldn't control myself just now."

"It's okay, I understand how you feel."

Cheng Fan patted the back of Xu Huan's hand and comforted her warmly.

The touch of the touch made Xu Huan's brain empty for a moment and his mind became clear.

Cheng Fan was secretly surprised. Is Mingzhen's self-regulation ability so strong? It's really good.

Xu Huan took back his cell phone and whispered: "Master, the video has been recorded."

"Well, it's good to record it. After the relevant departments come over, they will give it to them."

Xu Huan nodded, but shook his head again.

"not enough."

"Hmm? What's not enough?"

Cheng Fan was a little puzzled.

"The punishment is not strong enough. At most, his business license will be revoked. I'm afraid he will still do such a thing in another place in the future. I'm very worried about this."

Xu Huan said heavily.

Cheng Fan touched her chin and understood her thoughts.

But Xu Huan has always been a straightforward person. What would she do? You can't kill the roots with one sword, right?

"What do you want to do?"

Cheng Fan looked into Xu Huan's eyes and said.

Xu Huan pursed her lips and said softly: "I want to implant a dream like a master to let him feel the consequences of eating too much additives by himself."

Hearing this, Cheng Fan nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!