The Japanese buffet restaurant that Hans had introduced was called Genda's Imperial Kitchen. It was very famous in Phoenix and specialized in high-end Japanese food.
The three of them paid 300 dollars and entered the restaurant, then began to move all kinds of Japanese food onto the table.
Sea urchin egg chowder, fresh sea urchin, oysters in barbecue sauce, tiger shrimp balls, naked tuna, hairy crab sushi, island trevally sushi, chekhai sashimi …
Teriyaki eel, teriyaki lobster, grilled saury, grilled oysters, grilled scallops, eel sushi, all kinds of sushi, all kinds of cold noodles, all kinds of sashimi …
Hans ate casually and then went back to work. Like a hardworking ant, he brought all kinds of food to the table.
When the waiter saw this, he came over, bowed gracefully, and reminded them, "Dig from the mud! Sorry to disturb you, distinguished guests, but our restaurant has rules. If you get too much food and can't finish it, there will be punishment! "
Li Du smiled. "We understand, thank you."
Then he rubbed his hands together and started eating. Although using the little bug did not exhaust him, it made his stomach rumble. How could he not be able to finish such a small amount of food?
Like a whirlwind sweeping away the clouds, he and Godzilla swept away all the dishes on the table as if they were participating in a eating contest.
Hans sped up. He could see that Godzilla did not care about the food and taste. He took whatever he touched.
But Mr. Li was not willing. He stopped him. "Hey, hey, hey, don't take the miso soup, it's filling …"
"Well, do you still have tuna sashimi? No salmon is fine. Give me some of those pastries. Stewed beef is good, give me some more … "
Godzilla took the soup plate and drank it in one gulp. "Boss, I love soup."
The waiter was stunned. Since they were running a restaurant, they were not afraid of big eaters. They were running a buffet restaurant, so they were not afraid of big eaters.
In fact, it was difficult to eat in this kind of restaurant. Many of their ingredients were bought from the wholesale market, and most of the drinks were made by themselves, which were very cheap.
But the way Li Du and Godzilla ate shocked him. It was the first time he had seen two people who could eat so much.
No, they are not people. God Amaterasu, they are two human rice buckets. The waiter was stunned!
Hans was displeased to see him standing there in a daze. "Hey, buddy, come and help. You're a high-end restaurant. Come and satisfy your customers' needs."
"Xiudou Sack. Oh, no, I'm coming." The waiter said in a panic.
After Li Du was full, he also joined in the moving work. Godzilla was still eating happily. During this time, he went to the toilet eight times, urinated six times, and defecated twice.
The meal lasted for two hours. After they left, the manager of the restaurant looked at the empty counter and asked, "Ishida kun, tell me what's going on?"
The young man who served Li Du and the other two quickly bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. President. Ah, what can I say? I'm in despair too. "
Driving back to the hotel, the three of them looked satisfied. Hans was satisfied because he felt that he had earned back his meal money, Godzilla was full, and Mr. Li was satisfied when he saw that the two of them were satisfied.
Ah Meow was also satisfied. Mr. Li had fed it salmon sashimi and tuna sashimi, which were delicious.
When they entered the hotel, a group of people were chatting at the bar.
After seeing the three of them, someone waved and said, "Hey, Hans, Li, you guys still dare to come to Phoenix? I heard that Rambis and Carl are looking for trouble — sh * t! "
The last gasp was because Godzilla had walked in. His tall, burly body and prehistoric, ferocious aura made people who were timid not want to go near him.
"This is Shaq O 'Neal? No, Shaq is a black man. Where did he come from? "
"Oh my God, this guy is so big and muscular. He must be a bodybuilding champion somewhere."
"Idiot, bodybuilding champions can't be taller than six feet. I guess this is the giant Mexican from Flagstaff. I've long heard that there's a scary guy in that rural area."
Hans looked at the person who had spoken first. He poked his ear, frowned, and said, "Karu, what did you just say? Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. "
"I said that those two idiots, Rambis and Carl, are in trouble," the middle-aged man, Karu, laughed dryly.
Mr. Li felt that Hans deserved a beating. In American dramas, such people usually didn't survive more than ten minutes.
They sat at the bar, and as Godzilla sat down, the bar was filled with people.
The treasure hunters chatted about storage information. Karu asked Hans, "Buddy, what good stuff are you guys looking for this time?"
Hans said, "Just looking around. We haven't opened much this month."
Seeing that he didn't want to divulge any information, the topic changed. A young man with a big nose said, "Do you guys know about Frank the Freak? Is that true? "
"Yes, it's true. I've contacted his partner, York. They found gold," the middle-aged man beside him said calmly.
Although his tone was calm, when he said that he could contact the treasure hunter named "York," his face showed a proud expression.
Of course, the people around him also showed envious expressions. "Hey, Ccides, you sure have a lot of connections. You can even contact a guy from the Million Dollar Club."
Li Du didn't know what they were talking about, so he asked, "What happened?"
Hans said, "Frank Boll, a very famous treasure hunter in Phoenix. That b * stard found a box of gold sand in Tucson. I don't know which idiot left it in the storage unit, but he made a fortune!"
"Wow, he's really good," Li Du praised sincerely.
The people beside him asked in surprise, "Aren't you envious? Millions of gold. "
Li Du shrugged. "I'm envious, but we also have such opportunities, don't we?"
"Ha, we'll have to see if God blesses us." The treasure hunters laughed.
Li Du felt that it was not difficult to find gold that had been left behind. They had never encountered such an opportunity, but if they did, he wouldn't miss it.
This topic became the focus of their discussion. The treasure hunters were all eagerly talking about storage units, gold, and jewelry, as if they were the ones who had bid for these things.
Li Du could understand these people. Like other industries, most treasure hunters didn't make much money. The motivation that kept them in this industry was the chance to get rich overnight by picking up storage units that had been left behind.
Every day, thousands of unowned storage units were auctioned off in America. Almost every day, there were treasure hunters who found treasures in storage units and became new millionaires.
This was like the lottery. Everyone bought the lottery because there would be a lucky person who would win millions every year. Everyone thought that they had the chance to be one of those lucky people.
Godzilla listened for a while and lost interest. He saw a truck tire wrapped in a metal chain at the entrance of the hotel, and asked Bedes if he could borrow it for some exercise.
Bedes said no problem, and then Godzilla picked up the tire and carried it on his shoulders to do squats.
The treasure hunters stopped talking about storage units and the opportunity to get rich. They started to gasp and watch Godzilla exercise.
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