Chapter 19: Lucky Cat, This is a Real Lucky Cat
Big Fat Raccoon Cat is Very Worried About You, Offers to Help You Become Stronger
âCustomer number 76, please come over toâ¦â¦â
The waiter, who was walking out of the store, froze mid-sentence.
He looked at the empty stools at the door and scratched his head in confusion. âStrange, where are they? Where did all these 100 or so people go? They were just here. How come theyâre all gone after I went to the bathroom?â
He clearly remembered that before he went to the bathroom, the place was packed, people almost spilling onto the street. How come in such a short time, everyone had disappeared? It was simply outrageous.
Fortunately, the store was bustling inside, and no one noticed the situation at the door.
âWhy is everyone just passing by without buying anything? Arenât they hungry? They should be.â The Orleans Roast Chicken Stall Owner sat on his chair, looking at the continuous stream of people who didnât stop, scratching his head in distress.
Apart from the food he gave to that fat cat earlier, he hadnât even opened for business yet.
Thinking about the scene of pushing his stall back home at night, being seen by his wife and known by his parents, he felt like the sky was about to fall.
âMimi, where are you going? Youâve led us half a street already, havenât we reached the place yet?â
âYeah, Mimi. Do you want us to call the police for you?â
At this moment, dense footsteps and a series of female voices came from afar.
Hearing the sound, the stall owner raised his head and saw a scene he had never witnessed in his life.
In front of the dense crowd, a chubby Tabby Cat was running towards him, then under his gaze, it squatted directly in front of his stall.
As if by magic, it drooled, turned its round head to look at the people chasing behind, and raised its paw to point at his roast chicken stall.
The people who followed behind were dumbfounded. Although they couldnât understand cat language, judging from its expression, they could tell that this fat Tabby Cat really wanted to eat roast chicken.
So they chased for so long only to find out it was all a misunderstanding? This Tabby Cat led them all the way here just to buy roast chicken for itself.
They thought it had some urgent matter that needed their help, thatâs why it acted like that.
âYou greedy little thing, you tricked us so badly. We chased you for half a street, and you, you greedy little thing, came to this place again?â
âYeah, you bad little thing, my feet are almost sore from running, and it turns out you just wanted to eat roast chicken?â
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the young ladies surrounded Li Li, rubbing his big head vigorously to vent their dissatisfaction.
At the same time, they didnât forget to tell the stall owner, âBoss, give me a chicken leg, let this fat cat eat it, and then teach him a good lesson.â
âYeah, Boss, give me one too. Iâm hungry from chasing this greedy fat cat.â
âRight, right, give us six chicken legs. We were already hungry, and this greedy bad thing tricked us.â
The people who had chased after them spoke one after another. Since they had chased all the way here, they wanted to taste how delicious the roast chicken stall that this fat cat craved was.
âAh? Okay, okay.â Hearing this, the stall owner finally came back to his senses.
He looked at Li Li, who was being petted by the young ladies, in disbelief, then immediately started working.
He had heard the older generation say that animals bring good luck, but he didnât believe it.
Today, he finally witnessed it. This fat Tabby Cat was definitely not an ordinary cat; it was a Lucky Cat.
âXiao Li, see, we came here for nothing. If we go back now, we might still be able to get in line,â the young man said to Xiao Li beside him after seeing this scene.
He had said not to come, not to come, and now, they had come for nothing.
âForget it, Iâm too lazy to go back. Iâm hungry too, go buy me a chicken leg,â Xiao Li said. After following for such a long distance, she was also a bit hungry.
Now, smelling the aroma of roast chicken legs, she didnât want to leave at all. The roast chicken legs here were ready-made. They could buy and eat them directly.
âOkay.â The young man nodded and went to buy chicken legs. He was also a bit hungry, to be honest.
âUh, didnât they say they all followed the Tabby Cat to help it? Why are they all stopping at the roast chicken stall?â
âYeah, whereâs the excitement? I donât see it. Whatâs going on?â Looking at the crowd, one by one, holding chicken legs and gnawing on them, the people who came chasing after them were dumbfounded.
Where was the excitement to watch? They didnât see it.
âDid you guys come to watch the excitement? Then you came for nothing. This fat cat tricked us all. It didnât need our help at all. This fatty was just craving some roast chicken legs,â said the young man gnawing on a chicken leg.
âYeah, but you have to admit, the roast chicken legs here are quite delicious. It wasnât a wasted trip after all.â
âRight, waiting in line at that lousy Three Cup Chicken place made me so angry.â
Others also chimed in.
âUh, are the chicken legs here really that delicious?â
âYeah.â Hearing this, the people who had chased after them were stunned for a moment, then asked.
âYouâll know after you try it. Four yuan for a chicken drumstick, itâs not expensive.â
âYeah, anyway, we think itâs pretty good.â The people gnawing on chicken legs replied, not daring to say too much, lest the others think they were in cahoots.
âIs that so? Then Iâll buy one too. Iâm starving.â
âYeah, weâve been waiting in line for so long.â Upon hearing this, the people who had chased after them immediately gathered around.
These guys were eating so deliciously. Forget it. They would also eat something to pad their stomachs first.
Soon, the roast chicken stall was once again crowded with customers.
Looking at the layers upon layers of customers, the stall owner felt the pressure mounting and quickly said, âDonât worry, everyone. These chicken legs are still roasting, theyâre not cooked yet, you canât eat them yet.â
He never expected that all the chicken legs he had pre-cooked would be sold out, resulting in a situation where there were no chicken legs to sell. Fortunately, he hadnât removed the charcoal fire earlier.
Otherwise, if the fire wasnât strong enough, he wouldnât be able to roast the chicken legs.
Hearing this, the crowd immediately shifted their attention to other items:
âThe chicken legs arenât cooked yet, then these whole duck legs, grilled sausages, and chicken wings must be cooked, right?â
âWeâre not picky, just serve us whateverâs cooked. Weâre starving.â
âYeah, Boss. Business is so good, why donât you call someone to help? Itâs making us anxious just watching you.â
âYeah, Boss.â
âIâll call right away, right away. Donât worry, everyone, donât worry.â Reminded by the customers, the stall owner quickly dialed his home phone and asked his wife to come over and help. Then he started working busily.
He had only seen such a scene in his dreams.