Cat Who Cooks

In a remote oriental country, there is a small and odd restaurant that has refused the three-star rating by the Michelin Guide several times. 
“The price is fairly expensive over there, 288RMB for a set meal of Egg Fried Rice and a bowl of soup. Ah, and an extra small plate of pickled vegetables as well. Even so, there are still a long line of people queuing up and waiting for a taste. Reservations are not accepted there, only waiting and queuing personally is allowed. 
“Numerous people fly there on their private planes just to queue up. Furthermore, parking bays and parking spots are not provided there. The service is terrible here. Customers have to clear the tableware themselves and wipe the table as well. For god’s sake, the boss is literally crazy.” 
---Michelin Guide
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Gourmet Food Supplier

    The weather was hot. The summer of Rong city was not inferior to those hot cities. The hot sun shone on the ground and dazzled the eyes.


   Although it was only nine in the morning and not the hottest time, the heat of the sun was not to be underestimated.


   Mao Ye was walking on the road. There were not many pedestrians on the road, so she tried to walk in a shady place. Otherwise, it would be a little unsightly to rush to the interview with a head full of sweat.


   At the same time, Mao Ye's pace was not slow either. After all, he was in a hurry.


   The distance of three stops was only 1500 meters. Of course, this was a straight-line distance. Mao Ye arrived at the intersection of Taoxi road after walking for about 20 minutes.


   "An Old Street hidden in a high-rise building. It's so lively here." Mao Ye looked at the people walking to and fro on the street and could not help but sigh.


A new shop assistant