Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 588 Queen Bi's Memorial Day
The showman who called himself the Immortal Cat walked back and forth above the banquet hall.

He was not particularly large, and had no wings or propellers, but he could swing freely across each long dining table, taking off his hat and saluting to the guests at the table, as if he was stepping on some invisible sling under his feet.It warmly wishes every guest good food and drink, each time using a different language.There were also residents who returned the salute to the old-time host, and curiously discussed its origin—it was not mentioned in the notice sent by the Ethics House.But that's exactly what holiday surprises are all about.

"All thanks to the queen!" Toba heard the cat shout in the old language.It has no doubt repeated the phrase in various languages.

He contemplates the cat's paw holster at its waist, and the wide-brimmed hat with its gas veil, and wonders what culture would make a hostess look like that.But that was not a particularly important matter, it still focused most of its eyes on Wei and Jingjuan who were three tables away.They were still sitting facing each other, and Jing Huang seemed indifferent to all the delicacies on the table.Wei also ate very little and was nervous about what was to come.

They are all waiting for something to happen.And this state is extremely eye-catching among a group of indulgent guests.People sitting nearby quickly began to pay attention to them, without slowing themselves down to eat at all.Double-tasking sometimes causes small confusion and conflicts. Two people sitting next to Wei accidentally inserted tableware into the same piece of sweet cake. This dish.

This humility process took a little longer.Before they had time to pull the tableware from the dishes, two snow-white soles had already landed on the table in front of them.The process was light and soundless, and even the surface of the jelly pulp placed next to it did not shake a single ripple.The guests looked up, and the owner of the snow-white fur feet also took off his hat to greet them.

"Hello, both of you," said the leash cat.It paused to observe the reactions of the two guests to make sure it was using the right language.Then he curled his tail on his chest and saluted them with a respectful attitude.

"I see it's a little busy here," it said, "do you need my help?"

Both guests denied it.The yellow-eyed cat shook its ears, seemingly regretting it.It graciously invites guests to enjoy it, then wags its tail.A waiter deftly landed on the table, holding a brand new dish in his hand.

The cat on the leash hoists a long-legged wine glass with an engraving from the tray and waves it at nearby guests.The golden wine in the cup splashed out like raindrops flying in all directions.The aroma of fine wine filled the banquet, but when the leash cat stopped waving, the saucer-shaped wine glass in its hand was even fuller than before.It gulps and gulps, but when it finishes drinking, there is so much wine that it almost overflows from the glass.

"There is never enough wine!" it cried.Then he took off his hat and thanked those who applauded it.Every move is chic and dexterous.But all this actually happened very quickly. In just half a minute, it put its hat back on its head, and lifted its left rear foot slightly into the air, as if stepping on an invisible rope.Just as it was about to swing back into the sky like this, Wei, who was sitting near it, stretched out his hand to it.

"Wait." Wei said hesitantly.

The leash cat shook its ears and dropped its left foot back to the table.Its yellow eyes suddenly brightened.

"How can I help you?" it asked warmly and politely, using the same language as Vi.Before waiting for Wei to answer, its tail has been stretched high and cheerfully, and the tip is shaking slightly from side to side, as if it is beating according to a certain melody.

"I'd like to order a dish," Vi said.

"A dish!" said the leash cat, raising his voice, and the tune was almost sung, "of course. No problem. Excellent. A dish! Whatever, the best in the world, the sweetest in the universe , as soon as you want it. Because it's the queen's day! Any dish will do, as long as it's not a cat."

It tiptoed around on the table and circled.The well-informed guests applauded it enthusiastically.Only Jing Huang still stared at it sullenly.Vi was not as rude as he was, but as a newborn, he hadn't seen such a strange host of festivals.That made him a little shy besides being nervous.But he didn't forget what he wanted.

He stammered a little: "I want to order a pot of sugar rice."

"Wow!" said Leash Cat.The surrounding guests also made various expressions of surprise.Some people inhale, some spit out wine and food, and others glow and change color.All this made Wei even more embarrassed.

"Are you sure?" Leash Cat asked, "Do you know what that means?"

"I know." Vi said.His tone gradually became louder and clearer, and he also stared fiercely across the table with his eyes.

Jing Huang, who was stared at by him, looked away.

"Cat." Jing Huang called out.

The leash cat with its back turned to him immediately turned to look at him.

"What do you want too?" it asked Jing Juan, "from the sky? From the sea? The best in the world? The sweetest in the universe? Or a glass of wine that can never be drunk?"

"Sugar rice." Jing Huang answered briefly, seemingly unwilling to explain.

"Yo!" cried the cat on the leash, "this is so much fun! I suppose you know what that means, too?"

Jing Huang tapped the table impatiently.

The cat on the leash weighed its feet again and turned around on the dining table.It looks at Wei for a while, and then at Jing Huang for a while.The fluffy and beautiful tail is towering like a column, and the tip flicks to the left and then to the right.

"Great!" it said, "Yeah. Indeed. Sugar rice. Serves two. Hey man! How about getting me sugar rice! We have two guests here asking for sugar rice! It's sure to be a lot of fun!" "

It suddenly called out to a waiter passing by in the air.And soon the things it wanted were brought to the table and placed in front of the two people sitting across the table.The guests sitting nearby saw two plates of snow-white and crystal-clear desserts, which were made of a specially cultivated plant seed, sweet and glutinous, exuding a fresh and soft aroma, facing each other like two snow-white mountain peaks.On the top of each of the two peaks is a transparent sugar ball, but the colored syrup inside is still flowing, shaped like two circles close together.

The leash cat looked at the two hills.

"I think there's something missing," it said. "A little more dip?"

Vi shook his head.He grabbed a spoon and began digging hard at the base of the mountain.So the leash cat looked at the motionless Jing Huang again.

"Would you like some dip?" it asked. "What flavor? Sour fruit? Sorrel? Mixed mint?"

"Salt."

"What?" said the leash cat, "I didn't hear you clearly."

Jing Huang repeated: "Salt."

"But, it's sugar rice, man. Think about it. It's called sugar rice. Of course. You can add toppings. But it's called sugar rice. You should know it's a sugar feast when you come here!"

Jing Huang said indifferently, "Rice is not sweet."

"Ooh!" cried the cat on the leash. "That's not right! Prejudice! Prejudice! I object to such opinions! You're flouting the Queen's authority!"

It tap danced on the table and expressed its outrage at the incident in four different poses within five seconds.After the sixth second, Jing Huang sullenly picked up the spoon and dug the smallest spoon from the bottom of the dinner plate.At this time, Wei had already devoured it, eating half of the mountain peak.

The surrounding guests were all very interested in this scene, cheering them on in their own ways.A man with a long neck stretched his head over ten tables, politely apologized to all the guests on the way, and finally managed to put his chin next to the sugar rice plate, watching the two devour the sugar rice with relish.

Three tables away, Toba was also watching intently until someone lightly touched his back.

"Hey, hello." He heard a childish voice say, "Would you mind giving me a seat?"

Toba turned his head.Behind it stands a cat-man attendant.It wears the same clothes as other waiters, but it is very small in size, and the hair on its claws is very sparse.When the petite, snow-white cat looked up, Toba noticed a single topaz-like eye on the grinning cat's face.

　Regarding the incident where I vomited blood, I will report the details to everyone.

　　A month ago I was eating some steamed fish and a thorn got stuck in my esophagus and poked it out.Trying home remedies, I swallowed a mouthful of rice and let the fishbone push down, creating a long gash in my esophagus.The fishbone was taken out later in the hospital, but the pain in the esophagus remained.The pain made me retch, and the refluxed stomach acid corroded the wound again, causing the large opening to become inflamed, deteriorated, festered, and swollen more and more, and was squeezed by the other side of the esophagus to bleed .That's all that's been going on with my esophagus for a month.Such a case could be fatal, according to the doctor, and she had seen instances.This incident blew my mind.

　　Please be careful when eating steamed fish.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)