I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 174 The Moving Train (Trapped)
"Hey, don't, I'll get up by myself, it hurts, it really hurts." The moment the man pretending to be dead on the ground saw Miss Xia's thick legs kicking towards him, he immediately crawled to the side of the man holding the mop pole with all his hands and feet.

"Why are you the only ones?" Qiuli stood at the door and looked to both sides.

"They brought food, unlike my buddies, who really didn't bring a grain of rice. They originally wanted to eat some special dishes along the way, but it turned out."

The thin man grumbled.

"That's right, something happened on your train, of course you are to blame." The burly man raised the mop pole in his hand again and shouted.

"No, what about the train conductor?" Qiuli asked.

"Chef Qiu, we just came out. It was dark before, so I locked the kitchen. Later, I saw that the car was running normally. I just opened the door with Xiaozhen. These people want to come in. I just took the knife and chopped them down for stealing things."

Sister Xia's words were in clear order, and Qiuli admired secretly, this Sister Xia is a talent who doesn't panic when things happen.

After a while, there were already several people in the corridor who came to watch the fun.

The sun outside the window had already set, the surroundings were pitch black, and the lights in the corridor were on. Qiuli glanced at it, and saw that the puppet perception in the sea of ​​consciousness was still there, and Zhang Hai was in the direction of the rear of the car.

"Today's meals are only delivered. If you want to eat, come to the bar to buy boxed lunches. Today we only serve fried rice with eggs. If you want to queue up to buy, you can come back in half an hour."

There is enough rice, there are a lot of eggs, and the side dishes are also complete with green onions and olives. It is most suitable for making fried rice with eggs.

Instead of letting them make trouble, it is better to let them buy in an orderly manner, so as to at least create a sense of security that someone is still in charge.

"Then I'll rank now. I haven't eaten a single grain of rice since noon. I rank first." The skinny man said.

"I'm number one, you're number two!" the burly man snapped with his eyebrows raised.

After a while, several people became obedient, and the burly man threw away the mop pole in his hand.

The only one who got stabbed in the butt whispered: "The world where I was injured alone has been achieved."

"Xiaozhen, go cook, sister Xia, tell Huazi and Baozi to come over."

After making arrangements, Qiuli took out a bottle of alcohol cotton pads and a roll of gauze and handed them to the man with the injured buttock, "Go to the bathroom and ask your friend to bandage it."

"Hey, thank you." The injured man stretched out his hand to take it, and his heart suddenly felt infinitely grateful to her.

Immediately, a piece of information flashed through my mind: Stockholm Syndrome, the victim will regard the other party's basic care as a kind of kindness, and instead identify with it.

After Baozi and Huazi arrived, Qiuli ordered them, and then arranged for the burly man to stand at the door of the dining car to maintain order, and the burly man agreed to the distribution plan out of nowhere.

Qiuli looked at the favorability levels above their heads and thought, the meals I cooked on the train yesterday were not for free.

These favorability points in the "Gourmet Halo" skill point are very important. Qiuli walked into the kitchen and started to beat eggs. Yesterday's cold rice was also taken out of the refrigerator, and she made a wave of emergency first.

Her speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for the first pot of egg fried rice to be baked. The aroma of the food somewhat diluted the negative impact of these weird events.

The burly elder brother revealed his name, his name is Zhu Haotian, because he is tall and tall among the group of people, everyone calls him Brother Zhu.

Brother Zhu was very conscientious and queued up the people who heard the news.

Huazi was in charge of serving the rice, Baozi was in charge of collecting money, sister Xia was in charge of the bar, and Xiaozhen was helping in the kitchen. After the third pot of frying, the rice was gone, and the new rice had to be cooled after cooking.

These can last for a while, Qiuli took off her apron and handed over the kitchen to Xiaozhen.

She first went back to the room and put on the charged communicator and walkie-talkie, and then went to the duty room at the front of the car, which was also the radio room in the car.

Neither the conductor nor the conductor was inside.

The door of the driver's cab was locked tightly, so she couldn't see what was going on inside. Qiuli took out the "perspective mirror" and looked at the cab.

The driver in uniform is leaning on the chair and taking a nap. The current trains are all monitored by the dispatching room. The driver only needs to slow down before arriving at the station, and stop at the station as required.

Long-distance trains usually arrange 2 to 3 drivers to take turns to work. This train is specially customized, and there is a lounge in the cab of the front.

Another driver in the lounge was resting on his back on the bed.

Qiuli knocked on the door, and the person sitting on the chair glanced back at the door, instead of getting up, he pressed the button next to it, and a voice came from inside after a while, "The food is in the duty room, we will come out later eat."

The voice was hoarse, as if someone had stayed up all night for a long time.

Only then did Qiuli see a square intercom device on the side near the door. She pressed the dialogue button and asked, "Master, do you know where the conductor is?"

"I don't know, no one is coming." After the driver finished speaking, he ignored Qiu Li outside the door and looked ahead.

Qiuli sighed as she looked at the faint black air overflowing from their heads.

She walked into the duty room and found a microphone on the table, a desktop walkie-talkie on the side, a written notebook on the table, and a list of train personnel and job function arrangements on the wall. Qiu Li also saw it own name.

She sat on the chair and turned on the walkie-talkie. The frequency here is the same, so there is no need to adjust it again. Qiuli squeezed the button and shouted: "Call, call, I am Qiuli from the food and beverage department. What is the status of the train now?"

The intercom was quiet and there was no echo.

She frowned slightly, and turned on the microphone connected to the radio. After thinking about it, she said:

"Good evening, passengers. I am the person in charge of the food and beverage department. Due to uncontrollable factors, starting tonight, we will serve fried rice with eggs as a staple food during the specified meal time. The unified price is 30 yuan per serving. Passengers, please, Go to the dining car in an orderly manner to buy in line, and passengers who bring their own lunch boxes will be exempted from 5 yuan, please know."

After repeating the broadcast twice, there was still no sound from the intercom.

She set the price of egg fried rice to 30 yuan after careful consideration. The first is that the materials are hard to come by, and the second is that once they are free, there will be those who are greedy for cheap to hoard or waste.

In addition, Qiu Li felt that passengers who could afford the 7-day luxury tour did not lack this money.

She stood up, then sat back suddenly, and picked up the notebook on the table. There was a line written on the notebook, which was scheduling time, without any doubts.

She looked at the bottom of it, there was handwriting, the moment she stood up, the angle was wrong, and she immediately saw the vague words on it.

The top sheet of this page was torn off.

So the one below left a mark.

It is the italicized characters unique to the train conductor, [Conspiracy... want... sacrifice... what should I do?Should I publish it? 】

Damn it, the key words are completely unclear, Qiu Li's eyes are almost blind, and she can't find anything.

It seemed the train conductor knew something.

She put down the notebook in her hand, but the evil spirits were not so careful, and tore up this page. It must be human beings who did these things, but I don’t know if it was the train conductor who tore it up or...

Or is it a player?third party insider...

Now that she announced the dinner, there must be many people showing up. She put away her notebook and walked out of the duty room. Before leaving, she glanced at the driver's cab. They didn't know where the train was going?

There is no problem with the electricity on the train. There are cables that can continuously replenish electricity. If the food requirements are not high, the rice in stock can also ensure that everyone can eat.

This is the water...

(End of this chapter)