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.” 
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Gourmet Food Supplier

    It was a little cumbersome, and it was hard to tell how Qian Minghui managed to carry the two boxes in one hand. It was really puzzling.


  Qian Minghui carefully placed the two boxes on the table in front of him. There was already a bulging briefcase on the table, and now there were two medium-sized boxes. They really took up almost all the space in front of him.


  After a good fiddling, the two small boxes, which were originally stretched a little closer to the next table, were pushed down.


  However, the length of the box was relatively long. It took up the entire length in front of him along with the briefcase, but there was still a lot of space left in the width, especially in front of Qian Minghui's chest. Even the space for the plates was carefully calculated.


  While Qian Minghui was arranging the strange tools, Yuan Zhou quickly finished cooking a dish he ordered, the hibiscus chicken slices.


A strange move