the last gentleman

Chapter 672 Meal Preparation
【Magic Banquet】

It has always been held only before the official performance of the circus, but this time it was held before the non-performance. Obviously, in the boss's opinion, this is a very important time node, even more important than the official performance.

And the "reform" mentioned by the boss also made everyone have their own ideas.
However, the specific reforms have to wait until the end of the Devil's Banquet, and the most important thing right now is to consider the production of dishes.

Currently, a "receptionist" is trembling on a roller coaster to the clown house.

He is the lowest-level employee of the circus. He is responsible for the basic work of introducing the audience, explaining the rules, and delivering the drinks and food presented by the circus when the circus opens.

According to statistics, one out of a hundred receptionists may be promoted to poker face.

The receptionist was obviously very ordinary, but today he suddenly received an order from Poker Face, asking him to go to the Clown House to convey the information about the holding of the Sabbat and the temporary meeting to [Clown Art] who had been in seclusion.

He was also very puzzled, shouldn't this kind of thing be communicated directly by the main members?Why should he, a small low-level employee, convey such an important thing.

Moreover, the character he will face is also the most notorious clown in the circus.

click~
The roller coaster arrives.

Looking at the head balloons lined up in front of the chief clown's house, he was already trembling with fright and his legs were weak.

But strangely enough,
The disease he suffers from is automatically triggered, and the fear is offset by the red lupus growing all over his body. A biological instinct makes him get out of the car and approach the past.

Strangely, the head balloon didn't absorb him, but made way for him,
When he successfully approached the factory gate, the human-shaped iron chain hanging on the gate also untied by itself, as if the people inside knew that he was coming.

the door opens,
What he saw was a sarcoid space filled with endless tumors and with countless wailing sounds, pus kept flowing out from everywhere, and even his feet felt a sticky feeling.

malignant overflow,
But he didn't reject it at all, and actually felt a sense of going home.

But in the blink of an eye, there is only an empty factory left.

In the open space in the center of the factory sat a haggard mummy in a loose clown suit, even the cheeks were completely sunken, like a human skin skeleton.

But through the exaggerated aquiline nose and colorful makeup, he can be recognized at a glance, it is the chief clown.

The tension is indescribable,
But the receptionist sorted out all the language and started delivering the message.

"Report! Dear Mr. Art, according to the recent space expansion of the circus and the use of fear value, it can be estimated that the effective growth rate of the tent has decreased significantly, which may be related to the space constraints of the old world and the low quality of fear gained from recent performances. .

Also, in terms of recruiting...

Finally, I would like to share the story between me and Ms. Marina and how I have been urinating frequently and urgently lately..."

This person talked about a lot of things related to the overall operation of the circus, and even some personal and strange things about himself, without mentioning the word "Sababat" that should have been mentioned at all.

It wasn't until he said everything he knew that he realized that he shouldn't have said it.

"By the way! I came here this time mainly to inform you to participate in tomorrow's Sabbat. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

The man clearly wanted to leave, but his feet walked in the opposite direction. Before he knew it, he was already standing in the middle of the factory, leaning against Art.

hum!
A certain sympathetic effect developed between him and Art,

Unknowingly, his abdomen had swollen for half a meter, bursting and bleeding pus. All the bones and skin sacs in his body turned into pus and flowed into Yate's body.

This person didn't feel any pain at all, it seemed that he was separated from Yate's body from the very beginning, and he just remembered it just now.

After completely flowing into it and completing the combination, Art also gradually opened those malicious eyes.

Several months of retreat,

He didn't eat anything, and even separated the excess nutrients from part of his consciousness, forming this "harmless to humans and animals" receptionist to experience the grassroots life of the circus.

His vicious deity is in the state of having no desires and desires, under the condition of complete starvation and even tumor cells unable to divide, practicing the purest closed-door practice.

The moonscar trauma has long been healed, and Art seems to have reached a higher level of illness.

"The Devil's Banquet...is just right~ My body is in desperate need of food nourishment. The boss's upcoming reform is also just right for me, and the timing is really perfect."

……

The Sabbat will be held tomorrow evening.

At that time, the main members will gather in the back kitchen one hour before to make dishes together.

Although William and Catherine, who were excluded, decided to make dishes, they came to the back kitchen one day in advance in order not to bring pressure to others and not compete for the space and ingredients in the back kitchen.

Chef Timmy is overseeing the poker face sweeping the back kitchen.

"Didn't the boss tell you to rest? And tomorrow is the Sabbat, don't disturb our preparations."

William took a step forward and made a gentlemanly salute,

"It's such a chef, Catherine and I plan to create a joint dish to increase the diversity of the Sabbat. Our dishes will not participate in the follow-up evaluation, just to enhance the atmosphere of the Sabbat.

Moreover, our dishes can be made now, and they can be served directly on the table tomorrow, without affecting the process of the Sabbat at all.

If you, Chef Timmy, are not sure about the quality of the dishes, we can make an extra one tonight, and you can decide whether to serve it or not.

In addition, we will never affect your work, most of the ingredients are provided by us, and there is no need for "boss meat". "

In view of William's amazing dishes, Chef Timmy also made an exception and nodded, "Then I will definitely raise the review threshold. If you can't pass the test, go back and rest."

"it is good."

co-production.

Due to the strict requirements of the boss, the Sabbat must show the individuality of each member, and everyone needs to complete their own dishes independently, so this kind of joint production has never happened.

Although Chef Timmy didn't seem interested on the surface, he was just supervising the cleaning work. In fact, he would take a peek at the progress of the two whenever he got the chance.

What surprised him was that the two of them didn't use the tableware that came with them in the kitchen, but made a kind of portable tableware in a bucket with skin bags and deep-sea gel, which didn't look beautiful at all.

Moreover, the two of them also divided the labor to make strange dry materials, and even borrowed the incinerator to quickly dry the materials when necessary.

The preparation of the dishes was not all smooth sailing.
It can be seen that many things are done for the first time. If they fail, they will be thrown directly into the trash can, and they will not pass until they both nod at the same time.In this way, it took a full six hours to produce the first finished product.

It's already three o'clock in the morning,
Chef Timmy sat in front of the monitor without feeling sleepy at all because of watching the wonderful cooperation between the two.

After watching the two people wave to the surveillance head, he deliberately pretended to be woken up and rushed to the back kitchen impatiently.

Looking at the dishes brought by the two, he opened his mouth to criticize,
"That's it? Can such a rough shape be on the table of the Sabbat?"

"We will also draw pictures on the outer packaging in the future to make it look better. However, the main focus of the Sabbat is the taste. Chef, why don't you try it first."

"For your sake, I'll give it a try."

Holding his trust in William, the chef stirred the mysterious food in the bowl and slowly put it into his mouth, before even chewing...

All areas of the circus are basically completely isolated, with excellent privacy.
But tonight, most people heard a strange sharp moan and thought something had happened to the circus.

(End of this chapter)