Animal Dining Center

When putting down the money, Russell noticed the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

It looks like the traces buried in the fine lines of the skin after being torn off with adhesive tape, but they are only green. In the middle of those traces, there are two small blood scabs.

His hands are very white, so they are very conspicuous.

Russell was stunned, staring blankly, in disbelief.

He comforted himself that it was Yingshao who accidentally caught it while he was sleeping, but how to explain the green herb imprint?

Tossing and turning, Russell fell asleep very late.

There was another flash of white light, and it was hard to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Russell returned to the restaurant again, looked down, and saw the "Restaurant Owner" sign on his pajamas again.

Before he had time to think about his situation, a penguin walked in carelessly at the door.

This penguin is very small, about 40cm, its back and head are indigo blue, its beak is black, and its belly is white.This kind of penguin Russell has seen in the underwater world. It is the little blue penguin, the smallest penguin in the world.

It walked over waddlingly, with its wings slightly spread when it walked, shaking its wings every time it took a step, and its strenuous appearance was in stark contrast to its calm eyes.

"What are you looking at? Didn't your parents tell you that it's impolite to stare at a strange penguin like this?"

With a harsh and dissatisfied voice, the penguin clearly sounded like a middle-aged uncle.

But Russell can't say, the way you walk is so stupid and cute, I can't help it, right?

Described as stupid and cute, this uncle penguin is afraid that he will be even more angry.

"You are the customer, and the customer is God, watching you is respect for you."

After finding a reason, Russell said respectfully, but the uncle Penguin didn't quite understand it.

"God?"

It looked up at the ceiling with its small head up, as if it didn't know the definition of God. Russell was about to explain, and only heard Uncle Penguin talking to himself.

"God, is he talking about emperor penguins? It can only be emperor penguins. I've only heard that emperor penguins have emperor in their names. So what does he mean is that I exude the same temperament as emperor penguins?"

It turned its back and explained to itself in a low voice, but Russell heard everything. He covered his mouth and wanted to laugh. It seems that the uncle penguin misunderstood God's meaning.

"You have eyesight."

The little blue penguin said something contented, then raised its head proudly, it was going to sit down on a chair.

It turned its buttocks on its back and hopped a few times. Unfortunately, its legs were too short and its buttocks were round, so it was hard to reach, and it would slide down even if it got hooked.

After jumping several times, it didn't jump up. Seeing this, Russell bent down with a smile.

"Can I serve you?"

Russell asked politely, and the little penguin looked away in embarrassment.

"I can usually sit on such a high chair, but today I walked too much and my legs are a bit uncomfortable."

The little penguin explained with a guilty conscience, and then glanced at Russell secretly after speaking, and Russell sincerely showed that this was the case.

"Well, I understand, so I want to serve you."

"Then what are you still doing?"

The little penguin snorted, Russell smiled, and immediately picked it up and put it on the small stool.

"Give me a sizzling squid with glutinous rice, and I have a hail of seaweed."

Standing on the stool, the little penguin ordered food. He didn't know what squid with glutinous rice was, so Russell decided to agree first.

"Do you want it spicy?"

Russell asked, and the little penguin nodded.

"Of course, why should I order hail if I don't put spicy food on it?"

Shouldn't penguins like to eat hail?I still don't understand why penguins are in the mountains.

It was hard for Russell to ask, because this uncle penguin was not easy to get close to. Although he was cute, he was not as talkative as a little hamster.

After going to the kitchen, he rummaged through the freezer and found that there were still a lot of ingredients in it.It's just that the word glutinous rice or vegetarian is added in front of the packaging of various meats.

Such as glutinous rice squid, vegetarian meat, vegetarian pork belly...

So these so-called meats are not real meat, but made of other vegetarian food, and they are all marinated.

The squid with glutinous rice is not squid tendrils, but rather wide, as wide as three fingers. Thinking of the small mouth of the little blue penguin, Russell felt that it had to be sliced ​​thinner.

Chef's instinct, after opening the bag, Russell washed his hands and picked up one and smelled it. It was quite fragrant. Although it was made of glutinous rice, it was covered with a layer of fine red powder, so it was not sticky.

Russell took out a plate and set it aside to defrost.

I took some onion, ginger, and garlic from the basket under the shelf, chopped them up, washed some carrageenan and put it aside, then Russell took the box and took out some ice cubes from the refrigerator behind the bar, and then went back to the kitchen Finally, put the ice cubes and carrageen into the wall breaking machine.

After the hailstones were beaten, they were put into a bowl and piled up like a hill. First, they were poured with a layer of condensed milk, and then a little seaweed powder was found in the cupboard and sprinkled on it. Russell took another spoon, and served it to the little penguin.

The little penguin was very satisfied with the hail. Although he simply nodded his head, the eagerness in his eyes could be seen.

He went into the kitchen again, cut the squid into thin strips, Russell cleaned the pan, put it on the stove, poured oil on it, poured the onion, ginger and garlic into it and fried it a few times, put the squid in, then poured I added some chili powder and black pepper powder, and after frying these seasonings evenly, I laid them flat in the pan, pressed them with a spatula while frying, and fried them for a few minutes. Arrange the shape on the plate, and then sprinkle some chopped green onions. After smelling it, the color and aroma are complete, and the taste should not be bad.

When Russell carried the squid into the restaurant, he only heard "呵", "呵", "呵"... a sound similar to a stick being inserted into a snowdrift.

The rhythm was a bit wild and intense. He followed the sound and saw that this uncle penguin was opening his beak wide and piercing it into the hail.

Every time it pricked, it swallowed the bit of hail that got into the middle of the two mouths at a fast speed, and then immediately opened its mouth and buried itself in a bite.

Because of its fast speed, the hail splashed to every corner of the table, and the little penguin was not spared either.

Russell was stunned by this way of eating. He could understand it. After all, the little penguin's beak was not as flexible or soft as a human's beak.

But why is this violent way of eating so funny.

"Your sizzling squid."

Russell calmed down, and politely presented the dish in his hand.

The little blue penguin realized Russell's existence only after eating selflessly. The beak that had been bought in the hailstone paused for a moment, and then slowly and gracefully pulled out.

Filling the hail between his mouths, he swallowed slowly, and finally raised his head to look at Russell pretending not to be embarrassed.

"Well, put it here."

"Okay, then I'll go into the kitchen and clean up."

Afraid that the little blue penguin would be uncomfortable, Russell found an excuse to walk away. He felt that such a face-saving little penguin would definitely not enjoy himself when he was there.

"Go."

After entering the kitchen, thinking of the little blue penguin eating hail just now, Russell wanted to laugh but couldn't bear it.

After refreshing himself, he decided to go for a walk in the yard.

The last time the little hamster came over, he didn't look at the yard much after he hastily pulled out a few radishes.

Thinking of this, Russell walked out, and the yard was still quite tidy and large.

As soon as you walk out of the kitchen, there is a stone path. The path divides the land into two. One path is very long, and there are some trees at the end. The distance is too far, and Russell can't see clearly, but he can vaguely see some trees hanging on the ground. some fruit.

Some vegetables are planted near the kitchen, and there are bifurcated horizontal paths on both sides of the path. Together, these paths and paths divide the land here into small squares, and each small square is planted with different kinds of vegetables. vegetable.

There are tomatoes, spinach, red peppers, carrots, potatoes... There are so many kinds, Russell is surprised that they grow out regardless of the season.

Russell walked forward while looking at these vegetables, and when he was about to reach the woods, he saw a small river ditch.

The small river ditch is at most one meter wide, and the water inside is crystal clear, flowing from west to east, and occasionally small fish and crabs pass by.

There is an exquisite wooden arch bridge on the river, which connects the stone path. The arch bridge is small, log-colored, and the guardrails on both sides are carved in the shape of flowers.

Russell originally wanted to walk on the bridge, but thought it might be prepared for small animals, and was afraid that using it by himself would shorten its lifespan, so he stepped over it instead.

Anyway, his legs are quite long.

Across the river is a large grassland. There are two big camphor trees on the grassland, one on each side of the bridge. The grassland is very clean, with occasional small yellow flowers emerging. There is a shaded place under the big tree, which is more suitable for picnics.

The meadow should have been an orchard in the past, because Russell saw the lemons, peaches, apples and bananas hanging on the trees...all growing very well.

Sure enough, the flora and fauna here are not divided into seasons and regions.

Russell took a fancy to a juicy peach, the round buttocks had a pointed point, which was already quite red. Although there were some fluff floating on the skin, it did not affect its attractive and delicious taste.

Thinking this way, Russell did the same. He raised his hand to pick the peach, but just as his hand touched it, he heard the sound of clattering in the leaves.

"Don't steal my fruit!"

With a stern stop, Russell looked up, only to see a monkey jumping out of it.

This is a snub-nosed monkey, its body is golden yellow, the hair on its back is a little longer, its limbs are thin and long, its nose is turned forward, and its eyes are like black jewels.

It stood on the top branch, but quickly jumped down. Russell thought he was going to jump on him, but when he was about to touch him, his long tail was raised like a rope. It also entangled the branches, and the whole body was suspended in midair.

The golden monkey was hanging upside down in front of Russell, the branch was still shaking because of its action just now.

The monkey folded his arms and looked at Russell seriously, and his eyes finally fell on the sign on his chest.

"Are you the new restaurant owner?"

The monkey asked, and Russell thought about the meaning of "newcomer". According to this meaning, this monkey has seen the previous boss?Isn't he the first person to come to this world?

"Hmm. Do you know any other owners of this restaurant?"

"Of course I do."

"Where did they go?"

"I'm kicked out, the sanitation is not up to standard, the cooking is not delicious, the ingredients are not fresh, and the excessive price increase was reported... and so on."

The monkey replied, while counting with his fingers, the calculation should be very good.

"Then do you know what it means to pass the test?"

Russell asked, because he remembered the voice in his head the last time he was here.

"I know, you are the owner of the restaurant."

"You mean if I'm like those old bosses, I'll be kicked out too?"

"of course."

"so."

Russell nodded, as if he understood.But it's fun here, and he doesn't want to go out for now.

"Hey! How did you steal my peaches?"

Thinking of something, the golden monkey crossed its arms and looked at Russell again, and Russell looked at it pitifully.

"Sorry, I just came here and thought this orchard was mine."

Sincere apologies, this little monkey is not a vexatious monkey.

"Well, that's not an example. If you want to eat, you can go to the animal market to buy it. All the fruits here are contracted by the animal market."

"But I don't know where the animal market is?"

"Call, for large orders, they usually deliver."