In a hotel called Seaside Hotel, which is not located by the sea, the chefs are preparing the ingredients in the kitchen as usual, and the kitchen assistants push steel carts to deliver them to the buffet restaurant on the first floor.
The head chef walked around the large kitchen with his hands behind his back, like a picky fat lion inspecting his territory. He would not make a move easily, and would only open his dedicated stove when the restaurant needed to prepare special ingredients or when he was itching to cook.
The freshly cooked steak was poured into a plate, and the assistant chef carefully picked it up and was about to put it on the cart when a fat hand reached out from the side to stop him. The fat chef took the knife and fork, cut off a small piece and put it in his mouth. He chewed it for a few times with a critical frown as usual, and then he relaxed his brows and waved his hand to let the assistant chef take it away.
At this moment, a faint shout was heard from outside the tightly closed fire door, accompanied by the sound of plates falling and breaking. The fat chef's caterpillar-like thick eyebrows wrinkled again, and he looked outside the door in dissatisfaction.
These waiters are becoming more and more unruly. Is the kitchen a sacred place for these people to make noise
"Go~ let them go..."
Before the fat chef finished his words, the fire door that was originally opened outwards was pushed open with a "bang", and the steel support on the door flew in with a crisp sound and fell into the hands of a stunned chef.
A waiter in a purple uniform was lying in the corridor outside the door, motionless, and it was unclear whether he was fainted or dead.
He looked back, and saw a small animal with a white flat head and fluffy black hair standing inside the door. However, the animal looked a little ferocious, with its white teeth bared fiercely and saliva dripping from its mouth, just like a mini black bear.
The fat chef suddenly widened his eyes, pried open his mouth and let out a feminine scream, pointing at the door and jumping and shouting.
"What is that? Get rid of it! Don't let it in!"
"go!"
"Someone come!"
The kitchen suddenly became chaotic. The chefs rushed towards the door with ladle, spatula and kitchen knives in hand, making "oh oh uh uh" sounds to drive people away, but they did not dare to actually take action.
There seemed to be someone running and shouting in the distance in the corridor, heading towards the kitchen. However, before he reached the door, the little animal had already moved.
Everyone only felt a black shadow rushing past, and before they could react, a chef in the middle knelt down, holding his legs. Then with a "bang", the cart full of ingredients in the aisle ran over the feet of the screaming fat chef and slid inside.
“Crash!”
A group of people rushed in from outside the door, including the hotel manager, security guards, and a bunch of waiters. After the two sides met, they all looked inside.
After dragging the chef away with his hands covering his mouth and groaning indescribably, everyone silently made way for the security guards. The hotel manager raised his chin, and the two security guards in the lead looked at each other, swallowed their saliva, pulled out the rubber sticks from their waists, and stepped forward hesitantly.
People held their breath and dared not breathe. As the kitchen became quiet, a strange swallowing sound was heard.
"Baji, Baji~~"
On the steel cart, the shaggy figure was seen chewing food, holding a steak on the left and a chicken leg on the right, and finishing the food on the cart at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As if sensing the approach of the security guard, the furry figure suddenly turned around, squinted his eyes, bared his teeth and growled, and the greasy soup replaced the saliva and spread from his chin to his belly.
“Hurry up and grab it!”
The hotel manager couldn't help but urge from behind, his face full of anger and anxiety.
It was dinner time, and if the kitchen was delayed for a while, there would be countless complaints from customers. This was related to this month's performance appraisal and bonus, and if he really didn't dare, he wouldn't do it himself.
The security guard on the right took a deep breath and raised the rubber roller in his hand. Based on his three years of experience, he knew that if he hit a person with this stick, he would break his head and bleed, let alone this little animal.
At this time, the furry guy on the cart also raised his paw, but he held up the steak in his hand. But for some reason, when he was about to throw it, he inexplicably retracted it and replaced it with another piece.
The chefs were all stunned. Is there anything different about that steak
It happened so quickly that in just a moment, there was a crisp "pop" sound as loud as a slap. The security guard who had raised the rubber stick but had not yet hit the target let out a "wuuuu" and squatted down, covering his nose with his hands. Blood and tears flowed from his nose.
The figure on the cart glanced at everyone with seeming contempt, then turned around and started eating.
"Baji, Baji~~"
The remaining security guard stared blankly at the little animal that seemed to be a foodie, then turned his head to look at his colleague who seemed to be crying. The rubber roller in his hand seemed to be heavy and he couldn't lift it.
"What a waste!"
The hotel manager at the back roared in anger, then took out his cell phone and called the police directly.
Wang Ping felt dizzy, as if he had woken up but his brain was forcing him to rest. His body was doing things he didn't even know what it was doing. He didn't know how long it had been, but when he was half asleep, he heard a shy voice timidly asking:
"Um, are these not to your taste?"
"Um?"
Wang Ping blinked and realized that he was actually awake and not sleeping. In front of him, there were two distinct piles of things.
On one side were empty plates, and on the other side were a pile of messy food, as if they were specially picked out. Opposite him, a plump man wearing a chef's hat was looking at him nervously.
There were a bunch of people standing behind the fat chef, including chefs, waiters, and security guards. There was also a security guard squatting on the ground, covering his nose as if he was crying.
"Ah~ You're a grown man, but you're still crying!"
Wang Ping's face twitched slightly, with a look of disgust, and then his gaze shifted to the food in front of him.
"Hiccup~~~~"
A long burp made Wang Ping doubt his life. He hadn't even eaten yet, so how could he be full
However, after raising his paw and scratching the pile of food on the left, Wang Ping's furry face showed even more disgust.
He picked up the steak with his orchid claws, cut a slit in it, and turned it over to look at the fat chef.
"Do you know how to cook? Look at what you've done to this steak! It's so overcooked! How can you eat it? Can't you tell the difference between well-done and rare?"
He threw the steak aside, grabbed a chewy octopus leg, and gestured angrily with his white teeth bared.
"You guys are geniuses. Is this how an octopus is made? I can't even poke it. It's like rubber! How are you expecting the guests to eat it?"
“These chicken wings are mushy!”
"This ham, oh, what a waste!"
"These greens... Damn, I never eat greens!"
The group of people on the opposite side stared blankly at the little animal on the cart that suddenly became excited and kept gesturing with its claws. They always felt that their thinking could not keep up with the scene in front of them.
Just then, there was the sound of leather shoes running outside the door, and then two policemen rushed in with guns raised.
"Who called the police? Where is the criminal?"
The crowd was silent for a moment, and then everyone pointed their fingers at the badger that was still gesticulating.
"What... is this?"
"You're talking nonsense. You're the one. I'm... uh..."
Wang Ping got furious when he heard someone scolding him. He was about to fight with his teeth bared when he saw two policemen opposite him pointing their guns at him.
“Snap!”
The plate he had just picked up was put back, and the badger lowered his head and raised his paws.
"Uncle police, I said I just woke up, do you believe me?"