The dinner menu had been decided, supervised by the Giant Cat head chef. There was absolutely no "a lazy Giant Cat watches the little cats finish everything, then takes ninety percent of the credit" sort of thing.
On one hand, they had to give Jiang Han, the Giant Cat lord, a little face.
On the other hand, Store Manager Qin, Qin Shunying, had sworn a venomous oath to the heavens: if the Giant Cat head chef slacked off for even one minute, she would call in every favor she had to ask Eileen to drag the head chef back and stuff her into a washing machine for twenty-four hours.
With that double encouragement, how could the Giant Cat dare not work hard?
Jiang Han even received the rare treat of considerate service.
Giant Cat Kitchen.
Cat Lier brought out a huge basin of wasabi stored in the Giant Cat greenhouse. This was likely Cat Lier's private stash and prized collection:
"Super wasabi from the paddy-field breeding grounds of Mount Catgul, meow-ao. Cat ran all over quite a few Cat Lamp gathering spots to get this good stuff."
Cat Lier looked immensely proud as she silently accepted roughly half a box of golden cat-paw prints.
This super wasabi was not free—if anything, it was outrageously expensive. If Olivia had not wanted some badly enough to pay Jiang Han for it, Jiang Han probably would not have added it to tonight's menu.
This wasabi was a full standard Giant Cat Lamp size. Fortunately, Giant Cat Lamps were so large that it had to be placed in a container made of fine silver steel and ground slowly, producing wasabi as brilliant as powdered Emerald—what was known as wasabi. Paired with Giant Cat craft-brewed soy sauce, it was absolutely the perfect recipe for