Zhou's Dad and Fang Ping didn't wait long in the private room.
The restaurant owner quickly arranged for the dishes to be served.
He stayed nearby and even brought a brand-new set of tableware for Fang Ping.
He had also prepared a pair of chopsticks, though he knew Fang Ping wouldn't use them—how could a cat possibly use chopsticks?
Not only that, the restaurant owner thoughtfully stuck a little cat head sticker on the tableware, indicating it was exclusively for Fang Ping. Anyone could tell at a glance.
Zhou's Dad ordered dishes with a variety of flavors—
some spicy, some not; some strongly flavored, others mild.
He wasn't sure which Fang Ping would like, so he just ordered a bit of everything.
In his mind, there had to be at least one dish Fang Ping would enjoy.
Meanwhile, the female host was interacting with the guests.
"Teachers, will Lord have any issues eating these dishes?"
She actually liked Lord a bit and asked this question carefully.
Wang Lan replied, "Generally, it's not recommended for cats to eat human food.
They should stick to cat food."
"But Lord is a special cat. He doesn't eat cat food, so maybe his constitution is unique."
She was a little overwhelmed; this was her first time seeing such a cat.
Guest Wu Daohong added, "Human food contains salt, MSG, and other seasonings that aren't good for cats.
What's a normal salt amount for humans is way too much for cats.
Long-term consumption can cause brain edema, fluid buildup in brain ventricles, and in severe cases, death."
Guest Li Shiwen continued, "There's more.
Human food has ginger in fish soup, scallions in tomato egg soup, garlic in spicy stir-fry, pepper oil in noodles, vinegar in sour potatoes…
These are delicious to humans but toxic to cats.
When cats ingest enough of these, they risk food poisoning—mild cases cause weakness and discomfort; severe cases lead to vomiting, diarrhea, and dangerous dehydration."
The livestream viewers were concerned about Fang Ping:
"Wow, that's scary. So many things cats can't eat?"
"I'm shocked. I often feed my cat my food; won't do that anymore."
"Should we have staff remind Lord what he can't eat?"
"I'm worried—Lord, don't die! I want to watch tomorrow's stream!"
"Jinx! The day isn't over yet!"
"Jinx +1!"
"Jinx +2!"
While everyone was discussing, Zhou's Dad had already started using chopsticks to feed Fang Ping a bit of every dish.
Fang Ping stood on the chair at just the right height.
His front paws rested on the table edge, and he buried his head into the food without hesitation.
He wasn't afraid of human food at all.
The restaurant's dishes were genuinely tasty.
Fang Ping almost wanted to give a thumbs-up but could only twitch a paw and give up.
The restaurant owner smiled watching Fang Ping eat.
Since there were no outsiders, he didn't stop the cat's unusual behavior.
Normally, cats aren't allowed on tables.
Zhou's Dad saw Fang Ping eating well and reached for the chopsticks to offer more food.
But!
Fang Ping glanced at him, then at the chopsticks, suddenly lifted his head and refused to eat.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou's Dad was puzzled.
He was eating fine just moments ago—was he full already?
He didn't believe it and offered more food again.
This time, Fang Ping jumped off the table and lay down on a nearby guest chair.
The cat was throwing a tantrum!
Even the restaurant owner noticed it, and naturally, Zhou's Dad did too.
He just didn't understand why.
Lord was eating well before; why suddenly a temper?
The female secretary glanced at Zhou's Dad, seeming to have something to say but hesitating.
"Just say it."
Zhou's Dad put on a stern face.
"President Zhou,"
"I heard from cat experts that cats are very clean."
"Maybe Lord is like that too?"
The female secretary whispered a reminder.
Zhou's Dad was confused. "He was eating fine just now, wasn't he?"
Then it hit him—wait!
The first time I fed him, I didn't use chopsticks myself, so they were clean.
The second time, I was already eating…
His neck veins bulged with anger.
This little brat is actually disdainful of me?
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
He finally couldn't help but scold the female secretary.
"I can't talk to a cat, but I can talk to you since I'm your boss."
The female secretary hurriedly stood up: "President Zhou, I'll wash Lord's bowl and chopsticks, then he should eat again."
"No need."
The restaurant owner quickly said, "I have a new set of bowls and chopsticks here, two sets for Lord."
He brought out the new tableware with the same cat head sticker and cleared away the used ones.
A restaurant owner this considerate must have booming business.
Zhou's Dad was very pleased and relaxed.
"Lord, come eat!"
The female secretary called out.
Fang Ping finally came over and jumped onto the chair again.
Zhou's Dad habitually reached for the chopsticks to feed him but paused mid-air.
This little brat really does have a cleanliness obsession!
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