The autumn days in Orange County are sunny. Although it is not considered an autumn tiger, it is quite warm.

A little later than Lorraine got up, Ron strolled to Building Six again in the sunshine.

This time Ron enjoyed a different treatment. Seeing the fat orange cat squatting on the dining table through the moving door, Robert consciously brought out a big meal.

"Eat, man."

"I gave you a name, orange."

"What do you think?"

Yesterday was a beef mashed potato, and today was a seafood meal, with charcoal-grilled cheese lobster tails with seafood soup and garlic bread, as usual on a small stainless steel plate.

On the corner of the stainless steel plate, a label was posted with orange. Of course, Robert didn't know Ron's cat name. The reason why he wrote it was purely because Ron was an orange cat.

As for whether Ron cares or not, Robert doesn't care at all - but Robert himself didn't expect that he would write Ron's name correctly by accident.

"Thank you, orange."

“I never thought I could receive such a warm cheer.”

"It just changed the layering of the whole dish, allowing the beef and potatoes to blend perfectly."

"I feel like I have to learn a lot now, and I'm full of energy!"

He stretched out his hand and wanted to rub Ron's head, but Ron lowered his head and flashed by. Robert was not angry. He sat at the dining table where Ron was eating, holding his cheeks on the table and muttered to himself, with a shiny light in his eyes.

Ignoring Robert, Ron lowered his head and ate a seafood meal - in Los Angeles, the lobster tail as big as a palm is not expensive seafood, but $9.9 per one, mussels and scallops are also very cheap. The seafood meal Robert brought out will not exceed $15, which is only the price of three or five burgers, which can be fully afforded by the police's income.

The lobster tail was cut into a thick shell in half before the charcoal was roasted. When the charcoal was roasted, cheese sauce, perilla, cinnamon powder, and black pepper were added. After the charcoal was roasted, lemon juice was dripped. Robert carefully cut the lobster into small pieces suitable for cats, so that Ron didn't need to use his canine teeth at all.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

“There is not enough for the kitchen!”

Looking at Ron swallowing the lobster meat, Robert's face was full of anticipation.

“…”

He glanced at Robert with a squinting eyes, and Ron pretended not to see it, ate the lobster meat in big mouthfuls.

What do you want me to say?

The shrimp meat is very chewy, the cheese is sweet and soft, the spices are just right, and the seafood soup tastes rich?

Please, have you seen that cat talk?

Except in cartoons!

With a complaint in his heart, Ron finished the lobster meat several times in a row, tasted mussel seafood soup, and ate a few bites of garlic bread, which really made him realize something was wrong.

Although I have never had an authentic American seafood meal, the seafood itself contains some salt, so it is a little repetitive with the salty garlic bread. Ron turned his head and glanced at Robert, drooped his eyes, and slapped the garlic bread away with one paw.

However, the dining table was quite large, and the garlic bread rolled and moved all the way, but it still didn't fall under the dining table.

“Garlic bread?”

Looking at the garlic bread that was being slapped away, Robert, who had been waiting beside him, his eyes lit up. He immediately moved to the corner of the dining table to pick up the garlic bread, patted it, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

“…”

Damn! Do you eat it too?

Looking at Robert's actions speechlessly, Ron turned his head and was about to jump off the dining table and go to Lorraine to train. As soon as he walked to the dining table, a loud noise broke out behind him.

"Bang!"

"Hey man! You're such a genius food cat!"

"I understand what you mean - seafood itself is salty, and it will be too salty with salty garlic bread!"

"Thank you, orange! I'll change the staple food right away!"

Chewing Ron's garlic bread carefully, Robert slapped the table, his face full of surprise. He flew a kiss to Ron and hurried to the kitchen.

Now there is more than an hour before the meal starts, so it is still time to change the garlic bread to a more suitable milky bread.

And twice in a row, Ron easily found the flaws in his dishes, which made Robert completely convinced Ron's taste buds. He had decided in his heart that as long as Ron appeared in the police restaurant at dinner time, he would unconditionally serve the day's big meal.

Even if Ron can no longer point out the shortcomings of the meal, the use of potato starch in beef stew or the defects of seafood meals that are not easy to match garlic bread are worth the fare.

…………

“…”

Wouldn't you just point out some of the flavor defects?

What's so exciting?

Shaking his tail in confusion, Ron jumped off the dining table, burped through the automatic door, and walked towards the playground where Lorraine trained.

Ron couldn't understand Robert's excitement because Ron knew too little about the American cooking industry. American chefs attach great importance to their own unique recipes, cooking methods and matching methods, but they did not have the perfect patent laws as protected by the industry, which led to chefs implementing a strict confidentiality system for cooking.

Many chefs will never see the chef cooking in their lifetime - unless he is attracted by the chef and trained as the next generation of chefs.

Although such a system has killed most talented chefs and young people who are interested in chefs, it also makes it easy for chefs to become famous - as long as there is a dish that can be recognized by most people, you will have the capital to open a store!

So in Ron's opinion, the little tips are of great help to Robert's improvement in his cooking skills!

…………

Through the bushes, Ron first sank beside the rocks in the bright sunlight and slept for a nap until he was awakened by the shouts of training.

Looking up, today's training was still balance beams and camouflage nets, so Ron took out the potato chips he had hidden yesterday from the bushes, continued to slump in the old place, eating potato chips while watching the training.

The effect of Lorraine and Fisher's extra training last night was fully reflected. Although Lorraine cannot be said to be steadily walking, at least it will not fall off the balance beam anymore. Fisher has also improved a lot. Although the speed is slightly slower than others, he has not touched the camouflage network again.

"No? Did they suddenly become geniuses?"

"It's obvious that it fell several times yesterday (as clumsy as a bear)!"

The performance of Lorraine and Fisher surprised other new police officers who wanted to continue watching jokes today, while Officer Martin smiled and nodded. From the actions of the two, Officer Martin could see that Lorraine and Fisher certainly did not suddenly become geniuses, but had undergone a certain amount of training.

He suddenly remembered that when the team gathered in the morning, the footprints were much messy next to the balance beam and under the camouflage net than when the training ended yesterday, so he understood.

"Very good, Lorraine and Fisher have made great progress. I want you to think of them both to learn!"

"Hearn?"
Chapter completed!