Meow Ba

Chapter 96 The Disturbed Banquet
"Sorry, gentlemen, the food truck is closed today."

"I just came here for dinner with my friends."

Robert tactfully refused the group's request to buy meals, and continued to make the second dish: French seafood soup.

The fish soup was cooked this morning. The main ingredient is salmon bones. During the cooking process, onions, carrots, celery, fragrant leaves, and white peppercorns were added. Finally, white wine was poured in. After the cooking was completed, all the ingredients All the particles need to be filtered, leaving only the puree for later use.

The kitchen knife was flying, and Robert quickly processed all kinds of ingredients. The onion and garlic slices were fried in a pan filled with olive oil at low temperature. Serve in small bowls, serve with croutons and garnish with herbs.

However, Robert, who was immersed in the cooking process, did not notice that a group of people who asked to buy hamburgers had been standing outside the dining car. Their eyes were staring straight through the window, staring at the bouillabaisse that Robert had just finished. He kept swallowing.

It wasn't until Robert opened the dining car door with the seafood soup that they suddenly woke up. Among them, the young black fat man who was the biggest and had a thick gold chain around his neck took a step and stood in front of Robert.

"Hey hey, who would believe that you drive a dining car to have dinner together?"

"It's clear that they look down on us and don't want to sell it to us."

"Yeah, believe it or not we smashed your food truck! Then tell the police you're racist!"

"..."

Hearing the words of the black fat men in front of him, Robert showed a helpless look on his face.

The laws of the United States strictly prohibit racial discrimination, including language and behavior. Once the regulations are violated, the defendant is likely to face huge compensation.

Moreover, Robert was driving a restaurant truck for business. Once the defendant was accused, although a group of friends could prove that he was not open today, his reputation would definitely be ruined, resulting in poor business in the future.

So in the face of the threats from the black fat guys, Robert could only succumb.

"OK, OK, please wait a moment, I will send this pot of soup over first, and I will make it for you when I come back."

"No need, these bowls of soup are considered an apology to our brother, you can cook the meal we just ordered."

How could the black fat guys who had already been eyeing the seafood soup let Robert send the soup away? Immediately, the second fattest black fat man grabbed the tray from Robert's hand, picked up a bowl and poured it into his mouth without the slightest hesitation .

"Ha, it's really delicious. Come, come, brothers, each has a bowl."

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A small spoonful of white sturgeon caviar is constantly popping in the mouth, slowly enjoying the wonderful taste, and then a sip of champagne brings the taste in the mouth deep into the body, leaving a gap to continue enjoying the wonderful taste.

However, there is only so much caviar in the glass container. Even if you enjoy it slowly, it will be finished in a few minutes. Everyone waited at the table for a few more minutes, but still did not see Robert bring the second dish.

Ron immediately became vigilant—it was not Melissa, but Ron, who spent the longest time with Robert among all the people present.

According to Ron's understanding, Robert is the kind of extremely rigorous chef, and he will never let the guests face the negligence of empty plates for several minutes. Now that this happens, there is only one possibility, Robert is in trouble !

"Why isn't Robert here yet?"

"Is this dish so difficult to make?"

In everyone's guess, Ron had jumped off the dining table and ran to the bushes 30 meters away-the dining car was on the parking lot behind the bushes, with only a faint orange roof showing.

Going through the gap between the trees, Ron looked up, and immediately saw Robert who was making hamburgers and pancakes in the dining car with a helpless face, and a group of black fat men leaning on the dining car table holding small bowls and drinking. They raised their heads greedily , without letting go of any drop of liquid at the bottom of the bowl.

Ron's sensitive nose immediately smelled the smell wafting out of the bowl. It was a strong smell of seafood—according to the order of the French banquet menu, the first dish was followed by the thick soup. Obviously, the seafood thick soup that Robert had just made had already Into the stomach of this group of black fat people.

Ron's cat's eyes immediately turned red.

"..."

NND!The delicious food that I have been looking forward to for a long time was ruined by a group of black fat men!
"Dong Dong Dong~"

There are six black fat men leaning on the dining car, which have already exceeded Ron's self-assessed combat power. He was about to turn around and go back to find helpers. Ron suddenly heard a soft sound of glass. Ron looked up and saw Robert's eyes— —He nodded to Ron while knocking on the glass and handing the finished hamburger to the fat black man outside the window.

Ron also nodded to Robert, then got into the bushes without hesitation, and quickly ran to the dining table.

"Why isn't Robert coming?"

Beside the restaurant, Lorraine and Fisher obviously realized that something was not normal. Fisher even pulled off his coat and took out a Glock XVII—there is no ban on guns in the United States, and everyone has the right to carry guns , so for their own safety, most police officers will carry their own guns with them.

"Look, it's an orange."

The sharp-eyed Catherine saw an orange fur ball rolling across the beach—Ron rushed to Lorraine's feet, bit Lorraine's trousers, and pulled them towards the dining car.

"It seems that Robert is indeed in trouble."

"Tina, take care of Catherine and Molly."

"Fischer, let's go!"

Lorraine immediately guessed Ron's intentions, and asked a few words. Lorraine and Fisher immediately approached the dining car, and both of them pulled out their guns. Into the bushes.

"Delicious! I have never eaten such a delicious burger!"

"Hahaha, let me tell you, this Longguo pancake is delicious!"

"Come on, come on, cheers!"

It only takes two or three minutes to go back and forth, and Robert, who is nimble, has already made several special burgers and a longguo pancake with caviar. Several black fat men are standing outside the dining car and eating.

Watching them eating, Robert's heart was bleeding, and he felt that the chef's dignity was completely trampled - he originally wanted to use red salmon caviar, but he didn't expect to open a box of white sturgeon malozo caviar that was just placed on the kitchen counter The sauce was seen by the biggest black fat man and forced Robert to use it to make Longguo pancakes with caviar.

As for whether this fat black man knows that he is eating top-quality caviar that is priced at gold, the answer is obviously no.

Robert now only hoped that the group of black fat people would leave quickly after eating, so that he could continue to prepare the next dishes for his friends-then two gun barrels emerged from behind the bushes.

"Lorraine of the Los Angeles Police Headquarters, I suspect that you have illegally hijacked the food truck. Raise your hands."

Following the barrels, Lorraine and Fisher emerged from behind the bushes, one behind the other, covering each other.

"Sir, we are just buying something to eat, you see, we paid for it."

He slammed a handful of change on the dining board. Although the black fat guys raised their hands, they all had smiles on their faces—since they gave the money, it was considered a normal transaction, and the police had nothing to do with them.

Only the biggest black fat man felt a little uneasy—because Lorraine walked up to him with a gun in his hand, smiling, and tore off the unfinished pancakes from his mouth.

　Thank you Sanhuanmeng, Biluo's Autumn for your reward, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)