Chapter 1491 Meow Chef

The two followed a cat and walked through the prosperous but somewhat complicated streets of Balubare.

"You can recognize the road?" Gordon couldn't help asking, "Does Balubare keep the locations of various shops and even stalls strictly consistent every time it moves?"

"That's not the case, but there will be a general standard." Hayata explained: "Merchants rarely leave the original streets, which makes it easy for old customers to find them."

"I see." Gordon nodded in understanding, "So are we going to find the store opened by Chef Meow?"

"How do you know meow?"

"Don't you always say that Chef Meow's dishes are the best? The cooking skills of pork chops are far inferior to anything else. Do you still need to guess?"

"I haven't said it so many times, meow, I just ate meow when I was a child." Xianglan pretended to lick her paws indifferently.

"Stop licking, your saliva is about to flow out." Hayata flicked its ears.

"Where is it, meow?" Xianglan muttered, putting down her paw and pointing forward, "We're almost there, meow, at the beginning of this street, meow."

"Hey, don't you know it very well? You even checked it out in advance?" Gordon teased.

Xianglan stopped pretending and quickened her pace, "Hurry up, meow! If you go too late, you'll have to wait in a long line, meow!"

The two followed Xianglan and almost trotted all the way to the stall.

As Xianglan said, several customers were already sitting in front of the caravan that looked like a giant mushroom.

Looking up at the sign hanging on the caravan, Gordon subconsciously read it out, "The taste of my mother in my memory."

"Uh, meow, meow, meow." Xianglan secretly turned back and glanced at the two.

This store name is a bit hellish for the two of them, meow.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't care much. Gordon stroked his chin and asked, "By the way, I have always had a question that I didn't dare to ask.

Is Chef Meow a male or female cat?" (Note)

Hayata and Xianglan looked at him with question marks on their faces.

"Hey, it should be a male, right?" Gordon coughed dryly, "I remember Pork Chop guessed it was a female, and ended up throwing the spatula."

"That doesn't mean he deserves to be beaten, Meow Chef is of course a male Meow!" Xianglan actually seemed a little angry.

Hayata also explained a little feebly: "Everyone in the brigade calls the dishes it cooks 'tastes like mom', it's just a description.

It doesn't really mean it's like mom."

"I see." Gordon was very glad that he asked in advance, if he called it wrong later, it would be too offensive.

Just thinking about this, they saw Meow Chef staggering out from behind the caravan with a pile of ingredients that were almost piled up like a mountain.

Although he had squinty eyes, Chef Meow's eyesight was not bad, and he saw them at once.

"Meow!"

It threw the ingredients onto the chopping board and ran over quickly, "When did you come, meow?"

Hayata smiled and said, "I've been here for a few days, but I've been too busy, so I'm here now."

"Then I have to show my real skills, meow!" He put a huge wok that could hold the whole cat on the stove, "First, have some mixed fried rice to fill your stomach, meow!

Xianglan, come and help cut the vegetables, meow!"

"You only know how to order me around, meow," Xianglan grumbled in dissatisfaction, but still walked over to the counter.

Gordon pointed at Xianglan and looked at Hayata in disbelief.

Hayata didn't seem surprised, "Xianglan knew Chef Meow when she was very young. I heard that she would often come to eat, and Chef Meow would let her do odd jobs to help.

It was the same when we were in the brigade."

"But when we followed the brigade, we didn't see Chef Meow ordering Xianglan around?"

Looking at Xianglan, who was holding a kitchen knife awkwardly and preparing to cut the cabbage into shreds.

Hayata said helplessly: "That's because Pork Chop's cooking skills are better, and he also wanted to learn from Chef Miao at that time, so Pork Chop was the kitchen helper during that time."

"That's actually the case." Gordon looked at it for a while, leaned close to Hayata's ear, and whispered: "Do you think it's possible?"

Hayata knew what Gordon wanted to say from his tone, and hesitated: "No, Chef Miao can even be said to have watched Xianglan grow up, and he is considered an elder.

When we were traveling that year, because everyone said that Chef Miao's cooking tasted like mother's, he joked that everyone should call him "Mom" to try, otherwise he would not start the meal.

In the end, only Xianglan called him."

"That should be just greedy." Gordon shrugged, "Maybe Xianglan likes older people?"

"Hiss——"

Hayata's eyes became more serious, "Let's see."

After all, he was setting up a stall and opening a store, and Chef Miao was very quick and skillful. Gordon and the others only needed a few words.

A large pot of fried rice with a burnt aroma was ready, and finally sprinkled with chopped green onions.

The aroma filled their faces, and Gordon and Hayata, who had eaten all kinds of high-end cuisine, couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Well, let's eat first."

Each of them held a plate of fried rice piled like a mountain and ate it silently.

Chef Meow put up a sign to stop accepting customers, and served them one after another, which was completely different from the style of the meeting house tavern.

Several guests who arrived early and sat down were not neglected, and served their meals as quickly as possible.

A cat ran around between the table, steamer, stove and food warehouse, and it was almost leaving an afterimage.

In comparison, Xianglan, who couldn't even cut a dish properly, was more like a hindrance than a help.

Another time, they almost collided. Chef Meow couldn't bear it anymore and snatched the kitchen knife from Xianglan's hand, pointing to the caravan, "Go change into the clothes hanging on the wall and serve the dishes as a waiter, meow!"

Gordon, who was still holding a spoon in his hand, waited for Xianglan to prick him, but he didn't expect that she just grumbled a few words and actually did it obediently.

Gordon swallowed the food in his mouth, "It's really a ghost."

Hayata, who had always regarded Chef Meow as Xianglan's elder, also became subtle.

Not long after, Xianglan came out.

She changed into a red cheongsam, and tied her ears with soft bags, looking like a bun.

"Why does Chef Meow have such clothes?"

"I don't know, maybe it belongs to other waiters."

The two people who didn't know what to say simply emptied their brains and concentrated on eating.

The other guests at the stall naturally saw that Hayata and others were acquaintances of Chef Meow, so they didn't disturb her for too long, and left after finishing their meals.

Chef Cat finally had some free time and focused on cooking for Gordon and his friends.

The food on the table piled up more and more.

Seeing Chef Meow bring another big fish, Hayata waved his hand quickly, "Enough, enough, I can't eat anymore!"

Chef Meow tilted his head and looked at the two for a while. After confirming that they were not being polite, he was finally ready to stop.

"I haven't eaten yet, meow!" Xianglan meowed angrily.

"Okay, meow, just treat it as another employee meal, meow." Chef Meow began to deal with the fish scales and internal organs.

Xianglan did not immediately take off the clothes that seemed to be from Chef Meow's hometown. She sat next to Hayata and said angrily:

"I'm so busy, meow, I'm also a guest, meow!"

Chef Meow handled the ingredients skillfully and was no longer as hurried and busy as before.

Even Gordon and his friends slowed down their eating speed.

Hayata wiped her mouth with a towel and couldn't help asking curiously: "Chef Meow, did you hire a waiter for that cheongsam?"

Chef Meow cut the fish with flower patterns and said without raising his head: "No, I wore that one myself."

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The two people and the cat looked at it together.

After putting the processed fish on a large plate and then in the steamer, Chef Meow wiped his paws with his apron.

"The leader told me that if there are cute waiters, the business will be much better, so I used to play the role of a waiter.

After cooking the dishes, I changed into waiter clothes and served them out.

But later I found that it took longer to change clothes than to cook the dishes. It was too troublesome, so I didn't do it that way."

The two people and the cat tried to imagine the scene.

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Ps. Regarding Chef Meow's gender, it is blurred in the book. It is set as male in this book (in the previous plot, there was a pig chop that was thought to be female, which can be understood as a misunderstanding of the pig chop.)