Chapter 411: Who stole the Boneless chicken?
"Ivy, don't eat these. Let's have noodles instead. After eating, I'll take you to the hospital to check it out!" Alexander said, taking the pig trotters Ivy had nibbled on and dipping them in a lot of spicy sauce, then eating them deliciously.
Ethan was shocked and astonished. Was this still the clean-freak Alexander?
He's eating pig trotters that someone else has already eaten?
Ivy was also surprised, but when she thought about how Alexander kissed her and even drank the saliva, she naturally wouldn't mind that she had eaten the pig trotters.
Soon, a steaming bowl of knife-cut noodles was brought to the table.
Ivy took a taste, but frowned, "Did they put salt in the noodles?"
The waiter said, "Of course, we have to put salt. How can you eat them without salt?"
Ivy became furious and took the bowl of noodles to the kitchen, confronting the chef, "I specifically told you not to put salt, didn't I?"
The chef said, "I only added a few small grains of salt. If we don't put any salt at all, how can you eat it?"
"But I don't eat salt!" Ivy put the noodles down in the kitchen. "Make me another bowl without salt. Not even a single grain of salt!"
The chef was extremely helpless and picked up the dough to make a new batch.
Alexander worriedly came to the kitchen and asked, "Ivy, are these noodles too salty?"
As he spoke, he picked up a noodle and tasted it, smacking his lips, "Ivy, they're not salty at all. Can't you eat even a little salt now?"
The chef finally found someone who understood, touched by Alexander. "Sir, I really didn't add much salt. It was only a few small grains. If we don't put any, it's impossible to eat!"
Alexander nodded, scooped up a little salt with a spoon and stirred it in the bowl, reassuring the chef, "Give me this bowl. Make another bowl without salt for my wife!"
"Okay!" The chef immediately complied.
Alexander picked up the bowl of noodles and was about to call Ivy to go out together when he turned around and couldn't see her.
Thinking that Ivy had already gone back, he returned to the table with the bowl of noodles.
But Ivy wasn't at the table.
Where is this woman? Could she have gone to the restroom?
Alexander ate while waiting for Ivy.
The chef's second bowl of knife-cut noodles was ready, and the waiter brought it over, emphasizing, "This bowl has no salt, not even a little bit!"
"Okay, thank you." Alexander couldn't see Ivy anywhere and asked the waiter, "Where is your restroom?"
"We don't have a restroom here. If you need to go, you'll have to go to the public restroom on the food street."
Alexander nodded. It seemed Ivy had gone to the public restroom. No wonder she had been gone for so long.
Shortly after, Ivy returned to the table with a serious expression and a trace of blood on her lips.
Seeing Ivy's strange expression, Alexander's unease grew. "Ivy, what happened to you?"
Tears suddenly welled up in Ivy's eyes. "I don't know, I don't know. Just now, I unexpectedly..."
At that moment, in the kitchen...
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Where are the black-boned chickens? I just slaughtered three black-boned chickens. Who stole them? The chef is waiting to make chicken soup..."
When Alexander heard these words and looked at the blood at the corner of Ivy's mouth, he immediately understood something and wiped off the bloodstain with a tissue.
If he guessed correctly, Ivy had stolen the black-boned chickens from the noodle shop!
But how could this kind of thing be exposed?
"Who stole the black-boned chickens? Hand them over now!" The aunt who killed the chickens shouted at the customers.
She strongly suspected that the black-boned chickens had been stolen by one of the customers, but she didn't know who.
"Ahem!" Alexander cleared his throat. "How much does your black-boned chicken cost per chicken?"
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
