"Call the police!"
Bai Xiao's decision was crisp and decisive.
The head chef was escorted out by the security guards; his belongings in the locker had been cleared out and he was thrown into the cleaning storeroom, with two guards watching over him as they waited for the police to arrive and deal with the situation.
The people in the kitchen quickly dumped all the broth from the pots, replaced it with fresh water, and added the cleaned chicken and pork bones to the soup, but usually, it was the head chef's job to do this, and no one knew how the broth should be cooked or what ingredients were needed to create that delicious taste.
Everyone in the kitchen looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Actually, making broth is quite simple; this easy task, if done with care and attention, can be done well. Have none of you ever paid attention to how this broth is made?" Bai Xiao felt a sudden burst of frustration, realizing the strict division of labor.
