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Chapter 57: Let’s talk it out, be friends?



Chapter 57: Let’s talk it out, be friends?

Ghost Restaurant, kitchen!

Alexander walked in grandly and waved, "Today, the kitchen is all under my command, I’ll be the chef!"

"What am I supposed to do?" At Alexander’s words, the ghost chef was stunned.

"Do the chores, mop the floor, scrub all the pots and pans, fill the vat with water! It must be from the well in the backyard! Cut 50 pounds of onions, 20 pounds of garlic, 20 pounds of green onions, 10 pounds of ginger!"

With each order from Alexander, the ghost chef’s face grew grimmer, and by the end, his face was as black as the bottom of a pan.

Alexander was treating them, ghost chefs, like servants!

"You’re retaliating! I don’t believe you truly know our ghost chef’s cooking skills, you’re clearly seeking revenge!"

"Ghost chef? Hehe... You’re not worthy of being called a ghost chef. Can you do what I ordered or not?"

Alexander’s face was full of disdain. Compared to a real ghost chef, this one was trash.

Seeing that Alexander was unmoved, the ghost chef suddenly got anxious, turned around and walked out, "No way! I won’t surrender! I know about your affair with the manager! I’ll go tell the ghost king right now!"

Bang!

The moment the ghost chef turned around, a baseball bat hit him hard in the back of the head.

One hit sent the ghost chef flying, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

"No worries! I’m just giving the ghost king a headache to liven things up!"

Alexander waved his hand, then grabbed one foot of the ghost chef, dragging him back into the kitchen.

Edward frowned, but didn’t stop him.

After all, it was normal for a manager to discipline a troublemaker to establish authority. Didn’t you see that he held a ghost weapon but didn’t use ghost power? No matter how strong, it’s just a physical attack, not lethal!

Dragging the ghost chef back to the kitchen and throwing him on the floor, the ghosts were so scared that they didn’t dare to breathe. The ghost chef was dazed by the baseball bat and the current strength of Alexander.

Not using ghost energy, naturally wasn’t because of restraint, mainly because this restaurant only had one legit ghost chef, the others were all apprentice handymen.

If he was killed, what about his future cut!

But looking at the ghost chef in front of him, with a favorability of 70 points and negative numbers on top of that, it was somewhat troublesome.

Can this be saved?

"Bastard!"

The ghost chef woke up from his daze, looked at Alexander viciously, and said spitefully: "The ghost king is in the restaurant, you dare not kill me! You won’t become a manager, haha! You’re doomed! You’re absolutely doomed! I’ll tell the ghost king about your relationship with the manager, the manager must have been killed by you!"

The favorability decreased by another two points. If this continues, a full negative value of favorability may be triggered.

This can’t go on! It seems, it’s time to use that move!

Unless absolutely necessary, Alexander actually didn’t want to use it, because it’s a taboo technique in social skills.

For a social expert, using this move is like smearing their own face.

But now, facing a ghost chef who hates him and is not remorseful, he had to use that move!

"Ultimate Social Skill Killer Move · Fist and Foot Communication!"

Bang!

A fist filled with ghost energy slammed hard into the ghost chef’s eye socket. Alexander’s face bore a friendly smile: "Let’s talk it out, be friends?"

"No way, sooner or later I’ll..."

Bang!

"Give me face, be my friend!"

"Damn, you..."

Bang!

"Consider it, let’s be friends?"

"You..."

Bang!

...

One punch after another, each punch accompanied by a question from Alexander.

Later on, it seemed as if he got tired of asking, so he gave a thorough beating before asking again.

It was fortunate that it was the ghost chef and that Alexander didn’t use too much ghost energy, otherwise, even a death ghost couldn’t withstand it!

Twenty minutes later!

Bang!

"Stop hitting... Stop hitting! I’ll be friends, I’ll be friends! From now on, you’re my friend, no! My brother! Real brothers!"

Finally, the ghost chef found a gap when Alexander was tired and shouted loudly.

Looking at the numbers above his head, the favorability really changed.

0 (-79)

Interesting, there was an additional parenthesis, had the hatred been hidden?

However...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without hesitation, Alexander landed a dozen more punches on the ghost chef. Under the ghost chef’s incredulous gaze, he said indifferently: "Your gaze, it’s not friendly enough. I want the eyes of a friend, understand?"

Another twenty minutes later, Alexander pulled back his fists, looking at his work contentedly: "That’s good, your gaze is not bad, maintain it, go work!"

+60 (-89)

The favorability displayed above the ghost chef’s head pleased Alexander. Although no reward was triggered, this was normal.

Being able to reach this level fully demonstrated the power of the taboo technique.

In the future, any non-violent non-cooperators can give it a try.

As Alexander thought, his gaze swept over each of the ghosts doing chores in the kitchen.

Immediately, all the ghosts were terrified and showed the friendliest smiles they could muster. Regardless of their favorability, all of them had an additional parenthesis, with at least ten more points added inside.

This taboo technique was really useful!

After dealing with his relationship with the ghost chef in the most effective way, Alexander began to prepare to complete the hidden task.

His method was actually very simple, but he still needed to trouble Manager Charles for one last favor.

A vengeful ghost-level Ghost Meal, in exchange for a twenty percent cut of the restaurant’s earnings and a ghost technique.

Just as always, Manager Charles is so kind. Such a great philanthropist!

For a whole day and a half, Alexander naturally wouldn’t cook the lobster the same way he used to, otherwise, even more wouldn’t be enough.

What he planned to make was actually very simple, Urinating Beef Balls.

A piece of shrimp meat the size of a fingernail could be stuffed into at least three beef balls.

"Remember this!" Alexander was processing the lobster while educating the kitchen workers:

"Use as much beef as you have, make the balls as big as you can. The most important thing is the shrimp meat inside, mix it with some pork fat, mutton fat, beef fat, human fat... In short, whatever fat, use as little shrimp meat as possible. The bowl should be big when served, with lots of soup, ideally you can get full just by drinking water! Two balls are enough! And... don’t throw away the water used for washing and blanching the shrimp, use it as cooking wine for future dishes!"

"This lobster was exchanged for by the old manager with his life! If anyone dares to fail the old manager’s efforts, don’t blame me for being rude!"

Alexander’s constant reminders deeply moved many of the staff.

Look at him! He’s so grateful. Even when faced with the Ghost King’s test, he doesn’t forget the old manager who had helped him.

No wonder the manager admired him so much, even giving him the life-exchanged lobster before he died.

This big lobster, which exuded an enticing aroma just sitting there, was definitely not ordinary. It was indeed worthy of being exchanged for the old manager’s life.

Looking at the busy ghosts in the kitchen, Alexander couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction.

Ghost cooking and Ghost Cuisine are not real culinary arts, but the things they produce are just too powerful.

That Lobster Brandy, Alexander, the black-hearted businessman, had made two large vats of it, which should last for a long time.

Seeing such a black-hearted businessman would bring tears to the eyes of any capitalist!

But regardless, today is the day to witness the powerful attraction of the Ghost Meal.


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