Little Taotie wouldn't give up so easily. Once a child's curiosity is piqued, they won't stop until they find out the truth.
The little head kept peeking around, trying to see exactly what made the chubby waiter gasp.
The chubby waiter couldn't resist the little girl, but was worried that if he moved his hand, it would frighten her.
It seemed that the customers outside were getting impatient, shouting, "Where's the Peacock Display dish? Why hasn't it been served yet?"
"Hurry up with the dishes, we're almost done eating and they're still not all here!"
"Yeah, hurry up with the food!"
Hearing the urging voices from outside, Little Taotie's small brows furrowed, "Brother, if you won't let me see and won't serve the dish, what exactly are you going to do?"
The chubby waiter mumbled an explanation, "…The dish can't be served, it's not clean."
Little Taotie was puzzled, "Not clean?"
