"What could it be? Stop ssing around, hurry up and take it out!" Chef Wu continued to urge, worried that the busy people in the back kitchen might put down their work to see the commotion.
It’s peak dining ti, and everyone in the kitchen is busy. The Head Chef, for instance, is flipping pans and can’t put his work down imdiately, but he already heard the shout from the plump waiter.
The Head Chef frowned deeply; this isn’t a small issue. If there’s really a bug in the dish and it blows up, the restaurant would be done for!
The restaurant was already struggling, and although business is better now, who knows how it will be once the demolition team leaves. If word gets out that there’s a bug in the food, it would surely have to shut down!
The Head Chef called out, "Xiao Xu, you go check it out too! Chef Wu’s eyesight isn’t great—help him take a look."
Chef Wu: "I checked carefully, there’s no bug! You all know the fatty, he’s nearsighted and doesn’t like wearing glasses; he was mistaken! Don’t co over, just focus on your work, it’ll cause more problems!"
The Head Chef frowned even more, "Better to check again!"
The problematic dish is a new dish, which might fail.
This new dish was his idea—he doesn’t want anything to go wrong with it.
Chef Wu wanted to say sothing, but Chef Xu had already finished his tasks, paused for a mont, and jogged over: "Let take a look!"
The plump waiter placed the "Peacock Display" in front of him, "Take a look, is there sothing moving?"
Chef Wu prayed in his heart, hoping Xiao Xu wouldn’t see it!
He seed to have been helped by heaven—the maggot had crawled under the gourd, pressed down by it, so from above, the dish looked bug-free.
Chef Xu observed for a mont, shook his head, "No problem at all."
Chef Wu felt relieved and said irritably, "I told you it’s fine; fatty, what’s wrong with you? Isn’t this wasting ti? Hurry up and take it out to the custors; this dish is fried from the oil pot, if it gets cold, it won’t taste good!"
The plump waiter still had so doubts, but faced with Chef Wu’s fierce deanor, he could only laugh awkwardly, "Maybe I was mistaken."
Chef Xu chuckled, "You don’t like wearing glasses, so get so contact lenses; always having blurry vision isn’t good!"
The plump waiter nodded repeatedly, "I’ll get so when I have the money."
Chef Xu patted Chef Wu, laughing, "Don’t mind him, he didn’t an it, go back to your work."
Chef Wu nodded.
The two returned to the stove and continued their work.
The plump waiter took the plate out, feeling more and more uneasy.
He had clearly seen sothing moving just now.
Could he really have been mistaken?
He was nearsighted, but his degree wasn’t high, so he didn’t wear glasses.
He shouldn’t have been wrong!
He left the kitchen but stopped at the entrance to the dining hall, once again staring at the plate.
Sothing crawled out from under the gourd!
The plump waiter jumped in fright and let out a shriek.
The screech didn’t reach the kitchen, but Little Taotie outside heard it.
Little Taotie ran over, "Brother, what’s wrong?"
This ti, the plump waiter saw clearly!
It was a maggot!
He gasped, not letting Little Taotie see, fearing he would be scared.
"Don’t look!"
But Little Taotie leaned in, wanting to see.
The plump waiter had a suspicion, suspecting Chef Wu, because Chef Wu’s previous reaction was off.
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