After hearing what she said, Bi Shi became interested and didn't know what she was eating. If the chef used dead cats, rotten dogs, sick mice to cook, wouldn't the customers spend money to suffer a loss?

"What you eat is your heartbeat. Those who come here to eat are foodies and adventurers."

"You know you won't be food poisoning, what a risk?" I curled my lips.

"I'm a foodie." Alan disagreed with my complaints.

The man in white coat who brought us here seemed to be responsible for opening the door and arranging seats. He would leave when we entered the house.

Another man in a dark blue jacket came in to order food, which was more handsome than the man in a white jacket just now.

Today, there were five wooden signs hanging on the wall. The man in the blue jacket asked Ailan very politely which one to shoot.

He said "photographing", not "pointing". With outsiders present, I didn't ask a question immediately, silently watching Ailan answer.

Ailan looked at the wooden signs on the wall. All the dishes engraved on them were only one word, and he couldn't guess what the ingredients were just looking at.

From left to right, wooden signs with five words "rain", "silence", "silence", "leisure" and "free" were hung on the wall.

It is difficult for me to associate these five words with food. Is this eating or eating poetry?

Could it be a hidden poem, is it? A five-character quatrain?

Ailan stretched out his finger and pointed to the word "Ji". The man in the blue jacket nodded and left the room respectfully.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the dish didn't come.

"Just one dish, it's been made for so long?" I murmured in wonder.

"You're so timid, the food hasn't been cooked yet." Alan raised his legs and shook his feet.

"What are you waiting for?" Bi Shi asked, as she seemed to have become interested in the store.

"Photographed on time at one o'clock in the morning." Alan looked at his watch, and there was still half an hour left.

While waiting for the meal, she told us the rules here.

When the customer comes, he can choose the dishes first. Only one dish can be selected for each table. If there is only one table of customers who can buy this dish, he will buy it at the lowest price. If there are more than two tables of customers at the same time, the higher price will be obtained.

If you have never competed for other people's customers, you can't choose the dishes again, which means you have nothing to eat tonight.

If there is a dish that no one chooses, the chef will remove it, and even if it is poured out, it will not be sold to customers who have not bought the dishes.

"Good guy, everyone who comes here to eat has money and has no place to spend it, right?" If you come here to eat, you have no food if you can't rob others. You would rather dump them than sell the guests who failed the bidding and let someone walk on an empty stomach. Who will come next time?

"There are hundreds of flowers, and people are different from each other." Ailan is speaking one by one now, and it is estimated that the "black words" that he has focused on learning in China in recent years.

Not only did she eat greedy, she also had a lot of food. She could buy gluten on the roadside, and she could also go to this strange restaurant to bid for sick mice.

There were no open-air tables in the yard, and each room was independent and relatively closed. I asked the pishishi dot shadow puppet to listen to it. When the music sounded, I ran outside the house and stood at the door to listen, but there was no sound at all.

But is it that the sound insulation effect is so good through a cotton door curtain?

There was a strange thing everywhere in this shop, and I murmured in my heart, why don’t you encounter strange things again...

When I returned to the house and listened, the music continued. A white curtain was hanging on the mini stage, and the shadow puppet was walking and singing behind. Looking up, no one controlled the silk thread, and looking down, the shadow puppet had no thin pole to manipulate the movement of its limbs.

It turns out that a few shadow puppets were performing themselves, with no one behind the curtain and no sound in the room. The shadow puppets' singing style seemed to be sung by them.

"Magic." Bi Shi obviously didn't believe that Shadow Puppet would perform on his own.

The clock rang out, and on the wall opposite the mini stage, a display screen was moved out, and it was a touch screen. It showed the name of the dish ordered by Ailan. Below is the base price of the dish, and there are buttons for raising and giving up in the lower right corner.

The price increase is a fixed amount and cannot be changed by the customer. The base price of this dish is 128 yuan, and the additional price is 100 yuan, which ends at 2 a.m.

"It's not expensive, not more than a thousand." Bishi was obviously a little disappointed when he saw the price of the vegetable. Ailan laid the groundwork for a long time before, but she thought the reserve price was at least four digits.

"What I eat here is heartbeat. Lucky Box knows it. It's similar to that principle. It costs 1,000 yuan. The dish you took may have diarrhea for three days after eating it. I spent 200 shots, and it will grow three inches taller after eating it."

"Is it so exaggerated?" I expressed my doubts.

"I saw it with my own eyes and it worked on the spot. When the show ended, the guests came out to communicate in the yard. You will know then."

"Don't just ask for it." Bi Shi sneered.

"You two, don't look at people with bad eyes. You hire dozens of tutors every day, and the restaurant owners do charity."

As we spoke, someone had already increased the price of the dishes Ailan chose, which means that someone had chosen the same dish as her.

She moved a stool to sit in front of the screen, guarding the buttons, and when the price changed, she ordered it, making it look like online shopping.

A dish that I don’t know what the ingredients are, I bought a price of 1,228 yuan in just a few minutes.

I just thought the lowest price was affordable, but I didn’t expect that there was a rule of manual clicking to increase the price. If she kept it so much, this dish would not be worth tens of thousands in an hour?!

Ailan is very sick. This is the consensus reached after I exchanged glances with Bi Shi and Galaxy.

After ordering at 8,228 yuan, there will be no additional price. After three bells rang, Ailan successfully took the dish.

She only takes money as a dish for 8,000 yuan, but she doesn’t use it as a virtual currency.

The food she photographed was quickly brought into our house. I saw that, okay, another person served the food. This person was wearing a red jacket, which was more handsome than the one who ordered the food.

The one who opened the door was as handsome as an idol star. I was wondering. The young man didn’t go to the entertainment industry and wasted his appearance as a waiter in this hall.

Now that I think about it, there is a dish of 8,000 yuan a day, and I work four hours a day, and the customers know that if the boss recruits me, I would probably quit the high-risk profession.

The man in the red jacket brought up a tray, and there was a small plate in it. The plate was as big as a palm, and there was a layer of extremely thin slices of meat.

The man in the red jacket said congratulations to Ailan, put down the plate and exited the room.

The waiters here didn't say much, and they wouldn't tell us what dish it was.

The slices of meat in the plate were too thin, and I wanted to put them on and restore them to the shape, and they were as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Black store, this thing is eight thousand!" I was so angry that I wanted to ask the boss to argue. Ailan pressed my shoulder and said that this was the rules of the store. When you came in and took a photo, you agreed with this rule and could not regret it in the future.

Not only did I curse the streets, but I also wanted to smash his shop. Even if Ailan paid for the meal, I couldn't eat those slices of meat. I couldn't eat any other flavors, so I must have a mouthful of RMB.

Ailan disliked me for not seeing the world before, so he handed the chopsticks to Bishi and Galaxy and asked them to taste it first.

Bishi's curiosity was stronger than his interest in food. She picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. She didn't watch her chew or see her swallow. When she closed her mouth, she raised her eyebrows and said, "It melts in your mouth, and I can't eat what it is."

Milky Way then picked up the meat. She tasted it for a little longer than the Bishi. She kept the still posture for two seconds before saying, "It's delicious."

Alan looked at me again, and I shook my head: "If you don't eat, you can enjoy it yourself."

There are eight pieces of things worth eight,000 yuan in total, and one piece of one thousand yuan, I can't eat them.

It is more expensive than my ginseng and antler. The problem is that I can restore energy by taking supplements. Is this little piece of meat useful? Thinking of it, I took out a piece of deer antler from my pocket and started gnawing.

Seeing that Bishi and Milky Way were just trying it, Alan said politely and pulled the plate in front of him.

I have seen it drinks, but I have never seen it sips of meat. Alan holds the slices of meat, like a little demon-style peach. The cherished, enjoyable and satisfied look makes me almost doubt the ingredients of the slices of meat.

She ate six slices of meat for twenty minutes, and we were dug until three in the morning and finally came out of the private room.

There were already diners standing in the yard, chatting in groups of three or three. Some of them knew each other but not, so they all went up to say hello to others.

As soon as I met, I asked, "What are you eating?". Alan didn't change after eating. In fact, no matter what the effect of the dish was, it would be useless to enter her stomach.

Ailan told them that he was not lucky and had not taken any effective dishes after three rounds.

Someone comforted her and said that after eating here for more than a year, he had photographed a dish that had eaten whitening. He said that this person was a very burly young man with a buzz cut and his skin was darker than that of ordinary people. It can be seen that he was a black boy before whitening.

Next to the young man was standing a tall girl in a miniskirt. While comforting Ailan, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Ailan looked her up and down and asked if she had grown taller. She wasn't that taller when she met last time.

The girl nodded happily and said that the dish she ate today made her grow ten centimeters in an instant.

I said why the skirt is so short. It turns out that it was not intentional to show off one's figure, but it was a bit longer after having a meal.

Diners communicated and chatted. After listening to it for a while, I really found some good dishes. An old man came with a crutch and walked like flying after dinner.

At this time, a young man in a black jacket came over. The young man was so handsome that he was so angry that he was resentful. As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of female diners, not including Ailan. She was chatting with others. She turned her head and took a look until the young man stood beside her.

"This guest, the boss, please follow me." The young man bowed slightly and spoke respectfully.

The diners around were not surprised by the young people's actions, as if this was a common thing. Alan nodded and said yes, but he would bring us three with him.

The young man did not refuse, and said, "Please follow me, please" and led us to the backyard.

There are six rooms in the front yard, four small and two large, two large rooms, two large rooms are private rooms, enough to sit for 10 people, and 4 people in a small room.

When we came, we had all four small rooms. There were seven people in the other private room, and there was only one large room left without a single person, so the waiter arranged for three of us to go to the private room to sit.

There are private rooms in the backyard, so ordinary guests cannot enter, and guests in the backyard will not go to the front yard to communicate and chat with a group of diners.

They would leave through the back door after dinner, and Ailan would give us some popular science while walking.

Ailan heard from other old diners that the boss here would invite a guest to meet each other every once in a while, just like drawing lucky audiences. The person who was drawn had the opportunity to taste the chef's new dishes for free.

No wonder others are used to it, it seems that Alan is the lucky customer tonight.

I am not interested in tasting new dishes for free, so I can meet this strange person in the catering industry.

The backyard is the same as the front yard, with private rooms of all sizes and small rooms, and the main room is a VIP room.

Behind the VIP room is the boss’s resting place. After all, there is still no room for the kitchen.

The man in the black jacket invited us into the VIP room. The room was filled with strange fragrance. The table was in the shape of a whole piece of wood, looking like a piece of tree stump, maybe it was spliced. Now there is no such a big tree, which is big on the side of the Eight Immortals Table.

There was a pot of tea, four dishes of snacks on the table, and the chairs were also stump-shaped, exactly four.
To be continued...