In the evening, I ordered a takeaway on the takeaway app. The meal I got had a strange fishy smell and was extremely unpleasant. Finally, I had a severed finger. However, after taking a bite, I can't stop it anymore...
(Fictional stories, if there are similarities, human coincidences)
Today is Christmas Eve, and I have no one to accompany me.
: The takeaway app, I was given a big red envelope, which is probably the only comfort.
Huh, this store?
I turned to a strange shop called "Smiling Restaurant". The monthly sales volume is not high, only dozens of items, but the discounts are so big-30 minus 29, 60 minus 58, it's a free gift!
I hesitated for a while. After all, I couldn't resist the temptation of discounts, so I just ordered a grilled rice.
Within half an hour, the door was knocked. When I opened the door, I didn't see the takeaway boy, but there was a lonely lunch box on the floor, reflecting pale light under the dim light of the corridor.
"Nowadays, the delivery staff are so rude..." I mumbled, picking up the lunch box and walking back to the table.
Inside the lunch box was a dark mass. The viscous juice and paste were mixed together, barely able to cut some rice grains, and the whole smelled strange.
"Damn, who can eat this kind of thing!" I felt like I was deceived. I picked up my lunch box and walked to the trash can. The moment I was about to let go, I suddenly hesitated.
The strange fishy smell lingered in the nose, lingering, but after smelling it for a few seconds, it felt a bit strange and sweet. This strange fragrance burrowed into my nostril like a snake and burrowed into my heart.
Otherwise, try a bite? Thinking like this, I gave a small spoonful to my mouth.
The gravy and the sweet and tough broken rice are intertwined, and a strong umami erupts between the teeth, which brings a peculiar satisfaction to the tongue. Even after swallowing this mouthful, the aftermath still reverberates between the lips and teeth. I almost yelled my desire-I want to take another bite!
It seems that a special spice was used. This unique sweetness seems to be the opposite of the fishy smell just now. Wonderful, great! I couldn't help but bite after bite, and I ate half of the box in a short while. I haven’t experienced this kind of happiness for a long time. It’s like returning to the place in my memory after a few years away from home, and eating my mother’s food again...
I will order this one again tomorrow! Thinking like this in my mind, I bit into something flexible while chewing. Are they uncooked ribs? It seems that this chef is not perfect yet... I spit out the meat in my mouth with regret.
It's a finger that still has my tooth marks!
I was so scared that the pleasure brought by food disappeared instantly. How is this going? Did the chef accidentally get hurt?
I resisted the nausea, threw away the finger and tried to stop thinking about it. But there was always a kind of anxiety trembling in my heart.
Next time, I will never order this one again.
It's time to eat again. I opened the takeaway app and I saw the "Smile Restaurant" I just ordered yesterday. The finger appeared in my mind, and I shuddered and slid over. Although I kept reminiscing about the deliciousness of yesterday's dinner, I hesitated for a long time and ordered my favorite yellow chicken stew.
The takeaway guy came two minutes late, and he kept apologizing to me and gave me a can of Coke.
"Much more polite than yesterday." As I said, I ate a piece of chicken. Wait, this taste... not quite right.
My favorite dish in the past, I always feel nothing when I eat it today. If I taste it carefully, it seems to be no different from the past, but I just can’t swallow it. The taste of supper yesterday continued to emerge, and compared with the food in front of me, it was easier to chew the wax now.
No, I can't eat it! I want to order the one from yesterday! I picked up my phone and quickly placed the order, then paced back and forth in the hallway, waiting anxiously.
Someone is knocking on the door! I couldn't wait to open the door, but I still didn't see the takeaway boy, only the lunch box stayed quietly on the cold ground.
do not care! I opened the lunch box and gulped. When I was almost finished, I noticed that the lunch box was stunned.
An ear that was in good condition was lying eye-catchingly in the black juice.
Yes, it is human ears.
Reason tells me that I should feel sick now. But I just picked it up with chopsticks blankly and threw it away, and then continued to eat the rest of the food.
What's wrong with me?
After eating, looking at my ears in the trash can, I felt a chill rushing to the back of my head. Was that still me just now? That kind of craving for food seems to affect my thinking. Also, fingers can barely explain, ears...what is going on in this "smiling restaurant"?
I opened the food delivery app and checked the reviews of this store. There are only a few of them, most of them are anonymous. They praise the deliciousness of this store without exception, but they all give only one star strangely. The only comment that is not anonymous, and the content is also confusing: "Why do I have to close business for two days? I am going to die without your food!" Looking at the time, it is already a year ago.
I dialed the number in the store information, but after a busy tone, I was reminded by an electronic tone that the number was empty.
I bent down and picked up the ear, and observed carefully: the earlobe was red, there seemed to be blood on the fracture, and short hairs could be seen on the back of the ear. It seemed that it had just been cut off, and it was thrown into the rice without any treatment.
Things are so weird! I finally couldn't sit still, put on my clothes and went out.
I'm going to have a look at that store.
Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the address in the store information, it was a garbage recycling station. The surrounding area was deserted, and the nearest light was a kilometer away.
"You mean the restaurant? There definitely isn't it," the doorman answered my question. "I have been here for five years, and the surrounding area is so deserted. Who is here to open a restaurant? Look at the other side, there is a hospital, maybe There are restaurants nearby, but it's three kilometers away.
The address is fake and the phone number is empty. This "smiling restaurant" completely confused me.
Looking at the yellow stewed chicken on the table, I felt disgust in my heart. Without hesitation, I placed an order at "Smile Restaurant".
"The rider has taken the order and is rushing to the merchant."
Seeing this message, I had an idea: "Yes! The takeaway rider must know where it is!"
But the first two times, this takeaway boy always did not show up coldly, knocked on the door, put down things and left, and couldn't see him at all... Yes, this time I opened the door and just squatted in the corridor. he!
Unknowingly, half an hour passed. The cold winter wind blew my ears red, and I kept rubbing my hands.
It's so cold...I can't hold it anymore. I won't catch a cold if I continue like this...No, I have to go back to my house and have a cup of hot water to warm it up. Thinking about this, I went to the kitchen and poured a cup of hot water. Just after taking a sip, there was a knock on the door.
I didn't care about putting the cup up and down. I jumped to the door in two steps, but only saw the lunch box left in place.
No way, go so fast? The corridor is also more than ten meters long. I heard a knock on the door and came to the door in less than a second. Why did he not see him?
I took out my cell phone, followed the "Contact Rider" above, and dialed the number of the takeaway boy.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty... I'm sorry, the phone number..."
How could this takeaway rider... Just as I was thinking, my stomach screamed in despair. I picked up the lunch box and opened it slowly. Hearing the familiar voice, I frowned and hung up.
This time, the amount of food was only half as before, but the top layer was conspicuously covered with half of the palm. The joints are petite and the complexion is fair. It should be a girl's hand.
Shaking the pointed chopsticks, I moved my palm to one side and finished the meal in a few bites.
Too little! My stomach is still so hungry, I opened a few packets of biscuits and barely chewed a few bites, but I couldn't swallow them. The fire was burning in my stomach, and with red eyes, I stuffed all the food I could find into my mouth, and then vomited it all out in the next second.
What to do, what to do... I'm so hungry... There is not enough food at all...
Suddenly, my eyes noticed that half of the palm with juice and a strange smell...
It's so fragrant... The taste of meat is so much better than rice...
Filling up my stomach, I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the pile of bones in the lunch box, my face was blue. What did i just do? This kind of thing...how can this kind of thing...
It can't go on like this! I opened this shop again, trying to analyze a little clue.
Have these commentators experienced the same thing as me? Thinking like this, I repeatedly checked the only comment that was not anonymous, the ID was "kate".
Damn, there is no way to interact with other users in the takeaway app, it's so annoying! How can I contact him... by the way!
I entered this username into Weibo and found out many IDs with the same name. Exclude one by one...
After flipping it for a while, just when I was about to give up, one of the "kate" came into view. I’m in the same city, looking at the distance location he posted, it seems that I live near me... This account seems to have been used for a long time, and the latest Weibo was more than a year ago, saying that I found a particularly delicious takeaway. The picture is a familiar lunch box...it is him! I found it!
I couldn't wait to send him a private message, asking him and "Smile Restaurant" follow-up. It didn't take long for me to receive a reply, but the content made my back chill.