Animal Dining Center

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The national treasure is called the giant panda

So the little national treasure is called Little Giant Panda. I thought you wanted to pick me up, but you only wanted to eat the food I cooked.

Russell's self-indulgent sentimentality ended here, threw the watch to Yang En, and strode to the kitchen to cook.

I made a roasted assorted grains for the three pigeon brothers, that is, oats, corn, carrots, added a little cheese powder and nut crumbs, put them in the oven and baked them for 10 minutes, and the three brothers grabbed them all when they came out.

So they twittered and asked Russell to make another one, saying that they wanted to take it home, but when one end came out after roasting, Russell turned around to get the packing box, and the three pigeon brothers pounced on it like hungry ghosts.

Cleaned up, not a single crumb of nuts left on the plate.

They are too full to fly for a while, so they are still lying on the table, kicking their legs, touching their stomachs with their wings, and hiccupping.

Satisfaction and comfort made them all have to talk about it.

The pigeons were full, and Mengmeng, Yang En, and themselves made a fried vegetarian lamb chops and fried noodles.

I couldn't find ready-made noodles, so I made some handmade noodles temporarily.

Yang En was probably a little embarrassed to see him busy alone, so he graciously talked with Russell when pulling the noodles, and watched Russell's work while pulling the noodles.

Positivity is good, but there is no talent, and the face that is pulled out is ugly.

Wide ones, thin ones, short ones, long ones, but this didn't bother him at all, so Russell didn't bother to worry about it.

Anyway, eating it by oneself, throwing it away is not only a waste but also a blow to the person's confidence.

After tearing and cooking the noodles, take them out and put them on the side to dry. Russell cut some green vegetables, then heated up the oil in a pan, beat a few sub-burnt eggs and fried them until cooked, then put the green vegetables in, and after a few stir-fries Pour in the noodles, add seasonings and stir-fry for a while, and finally sprinkle chopped green onions, and put them into a large basin.

The smell was very fragrant, and he snorted "haha" and wagged his tail impatiently. Yang En took the initiative to bring a large basin of noodles to the table.

Mengmeng eats the vegetarian steak in a regular manner. Although the saliva falls on the table and his eyes are still chasing the steak, he still rests his forelimbs on the table very gracefully. The steak never leaves the plate, biting small bites.

Instead, it was Yang En who put noodles into the basin after eating the steak in a few mouthfuls.

Before Russell finished his steak, he ate up a bowl of noodles. There was no chopped green onion on the plate, only a layer of oil that glistened on it.

Although there was a large bowl of noodles, Yang En seemed embarrassed to hold it any longer, so he kept staring at Russell who was still cutting the steak, as if he was waiting for his order.

"What? Wait for me to clamp it for you?"

Russell couldn't stand it anymore, and raised his head to ask him, only to see Yang En swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still didn't move.

"Are you enough?"

he asked, so he still thought about it.

"I don't eat much, leave me half a bowl."

Russell replied, now Yang En looked at Mengmeng again, and Mengmeng nodded vigorously.

"Just leave me a bowl."

"it is good."

He agreed readily, then Yang En picked up the basin, and poured noodles on his plate without any politeness.

"Dishwashing that eats the most."

Russell smirked, and suddenly teased, Yang En was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised his head, and gave Russell a smirk.

"it is good."

Russell felt that Yang En had the face of a CEO, but he had a naive temper.

Although this man didn't like to talk, he was still very kind, so kind that Russell almost thought he liked him.

After dinner, when Yang En took the initiative to clear the table, he gave the watch to Russell.

"this is for you."

He said, and stuffed it into Russell's hand, then took the basin and went to the kitchen without looking at him again.

Holding this strange watch, Russell looked at it in his hand, and the pigeons resting on the table became lively.

"Look, the doctor sent the boss a watch!"

"It was given to the doctor by Panda in the bamboo forest!"

"The whole forest is only two pieces!"

"That watch was actually given to the boss!"

"I want that watch too."

"If the doctor gives it to the boss, it will be gone."

"Yeah, you can't buy this again."

"You said I asked the boss to give it to me, would he give it to me?"

……

The three pigeons chirped Russell as if he were an invisible man, Russell frowned, thinking they meant this watch was very important?

So what?

A naive foodie like Yang En must be grateful that he made delicious food for him.

Without hesitation, Russell put the watch on his hand, looked around for a while, and then the phone rang, Meng Meng ran over and answered the phone.

I don't know what was said on the phone, the three pigeons were too noisy, Russell made a "shh" gesture at them, they understood, but they still kept talking, just lowered their voices.

"Okay, please wait a moment, let me ask our boss."

Replied vaguely, Russell looked over when he heard the mention.

Mengmeng covered the phone, looking both happy and a little embarrassed.

"Boss, the community leader of the weasel community is calling. They heard that the hamster community has purchased hamster biscuits in group purchases, and they want to order weasel biscuits."

Mengmeng told that when Russell heard the word biscuits, his stomach felt a little queasy.

I made [-] today. He is very tired, and everyone should be tired.

"You tell it not to do it today."

"it is good."

Mengmeng was very happy with this answer, let go of his hand and picked up the microphone to negotiate with them.

But just as the phone hung up, it rang again. When Russell heard the ringtone, he looked at Mengmeng with an ominous premonition.

"Boss, he is the community leader of the rabbit community. He wants to order rabbit biscuits."

Mengmeng looked at Russell in embarrassment, Russell's head was a little big.

This is a bit like the Dragon Yin incident, once it became popular, it would not stop.

"Tell them that the biscuits are limited to [-] copies per day, and they must be reserved the day before the purchase. Group purchases are not supported, and only on-site reservations are supported."

Russell was thinking that he was a restaurant owner, not a bakery owner.

Although selling biscuits is very profitable, he is not a machine, and tens of thousands of orders are too much to bear.

In the past, the little hamster was so cute that he couldn't bear to refuse, but today he can be ruthless on the phone.

But after hanging up the phone, Mengmeng said that both the head of the rabbit community and the head of the weasel community had notified the residents of his community to come and make an appointment, and it was estimated that thousands of small animals would come over in a while.

Russell likes small animals, but he still has a headache when so many come and go.

Orders rose and manpower was in short supply, so Russell immediately arranged for the three Pigeon brothers to post recruitment news.

"Do you know where Chef Huazhu is?"

Russell asked Mengmeng, thinking of asking for a helper, he couldn't help but think of Chef Huazhu who hadn't come to get paid.

"Chef Huazhu has already found a new job, and he is very busy every day."

"new job?"

"It works as the chef at the bamboo forest animal dining center. It is difficult to hear the forest radio, so it probably won't come to get paid."

"Then I'll send it to him."

Russell said, but he didn't know how to get to the bamboo forest. At this time, Yang En just came out of the kitchen and heard it.

"I'll take you there."

Yang En's electric car drove for a long time before reaching the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is very beautiful, and there are dense bamboos along the roadside. There are many types, such as moso bamboo, cold arrow bamboo, and August bamboo... The bamboo here seems to be like animals in the forest, regardless of region.

But each one is straight and bright green, and there are many fresh bamboo shoots emerging from the middle of the bamboo, which makes Russell, the chef, a little eager to move.

"These bamboo shoots all have owners."

Seeming to see what he was thinking, Yang En said, Russell stared at his strong back, suspecting that he had a pair of eyes on the back of his head.

Before reaching the animal restaurant in the bamboo forest, the electric car reminded me that the battery was about to run out.

Yang En said that he was going to his friend's house to recharge the battery. After turning around and turning around, he finally came to a small road. Russell saw a yellow bamboo building at the end of the road from a distance.

The shape of the bamboo building is a bit like a modern courtyard villa, with a three-story height and a fence surrounded by bamboo poles.

On the balcony on the third floor of the bamboo building, in the gap between the railings, a little giant panda was trying to squeeze its small head into the two poles.

Seeing Yang En approaching with that distorted face, he waved his palm excitedly and called "doctor", "doctor"...

After yelling a few times and realizing that it was stuck inside, it pulled its head back, but with too much force, its small round body rolled back several times.

But it seemed to be used to it, because when it rolled, its head and limbs retracted like a hedgehog, and its body curled up.

The awareness of protection is quite strong, so it rolls like a white ball.

After rolling, it got up without crying or annoyed, and ran happily to the fence.

Then climbed to the edge of the corner guardrail, which was aligned with a corner of the bamboo house.

After reaching the corner, its body stood up, its forelimbs grabbed the top of the guardrail, its body was suspended in the air, and its short legs were hanging in the air.

But soon its short legs lifted up and grabbed the bamboo pole under the railing, and then climbed up hard.

The little giant panda climbed up the guardrail, and its body was lying sideways on it. It was a three-story high-rise building. Russell was sweating for it when he looked at it.

But Yang En was very calm, the car was still driving at a leisurely pace.

So Russell thought that nothing would happen, and yelling to stop it would definitely scare it, so he could only hold back nervously and watch it continue to perform at high altitude.

The short legs of the little giant panda first went down to grab the thick bamboo pole skeleton at the corner of the bamboo house, then the white and round buttocks came down, and finally the hands and head.

After its whole body came over, it became much more flexible, and it crawled down quickly.

When their car arrived in the yard, the little panda just climbed down, and when it landed, it ran towards Yang En excitedly.

"The doctor is here!"

It yelled happily, but within a few steps, its head, hands and feet shrank to its chest, and it simply rolled away.

The remaining strength from running and sprinting just made it roll to Yang En's legs, and then he lifted his big head and stretched his limbs, entangled Yang En's back, and became his leg pendant.

Russell looked at it, a little envious, envious that the little giant panda could feel the beautiful muscle lines of the strong calf, and also envious that Yang En could have a national treasure as a leg pendant.

"Doctor! Are you coming to play with me?"

The little giant panda asked happily, with a very cute voice, a bit like Pikachu's voice.

It is only the size of a three or four-year-old doll, fluffy, black and white, looks like a little doll, very cute.

"Ah."

Yang En squatted down and stroked its head. The little panda enjoyed rubbing its face against Yang En's calf. Only then did it realize Russell's existence.

"who are you?"

"I'm the owner of the Forest Animal Dining Center."

"Then your cooking is as delicious as our Huazhu chef's?"

"Just try it and you'll know."