About half a month ago, the restaurant next to Luojiashan Tavern changed its owner.
Because the store was very small and the person who originally bought the store was a human, Bell ignored it.
Partly because he rarely eats chocolate.
On the other hand, it is because human shops are too small for them.
Besides, the polar bear doesn't think that a human can start a business on Poseidon Street.
This place is so messy that Huang Silang will be slapped twice every time he comes.
The reason why all the polar bears see are smiling faces is because he is a five-meter-four white monster with a size as big as a house.
What happens to ordinary little animals?
Just look at Skipper, the poor kid has some pretty severe PTSD.
Poseidon Street is brutal.
Here, the relationship between humans and animals is like the relationship between white people and black people.
While black people fear white people, they also resent white people.
The polar bear knew there was a store here, but never cared.
In his opinion, it won't be long before this store closes down. What's more, for a bunch of animals struggling to make ends meet?
Chocolate is such a luxury!
However, when Belle first entered this chocolate shop called Wonka?
He found that this place was indeed unusual.
First of all, the space is huge, and even a behemoth of Bell's size will not feel depressed.
There was a rich chocolate aroma in the air, which was different from any chocolate shop I had ever seen before.
There are no windows here, not even a cash register.
There is just a brown road with a layer of colorful cobblestones.
There is emerald green grass next to it, and not far away there is a brown mud volcano with sticky bubbles coming out, but the smell that fills the air is the sweetness of chocolate.
He was pretty sure that what he saw through the glass when he pushed the door open was not the scene in front of him.
And you can be sure that you are still on Earth.
Then the store in front of you becomes interesting.
He casually pulled off a slender green leaf from the ground. The cross section was not green, but brown grass juice that was similar in color to chocolate.
Bell threw it into his mouth, and the strong aroma of grass, accompanied by the taste of chocolate, made the polar bear's eyes light up.
He suddenly discovered that as a carnivore, he didn't seem to hate sweet foods like chocolate?
"Is anyone here?"
Bell stood up and asked.
His voice spread across the empty space.
After a while, a piece of green grass not far away opened from below, passing through a square grid.
Her hair is the color of white chocolate, she is wearing a coffee-chocolate suit, and she is holding a rainbow candy cane-shaped cane in her hand.
As the other party raised his head, there was an eye with unique pupils on his face that was 99.9% similar to Captain Jack:
"I'm the boss here, how can I help you?"
The polar bear was silent. He really didn't know how to describe the man in front of him.
He has the skin color of Captain Jack Sparrow, the eyes of Grindelwald, and the clothes of a chocolate factory owner.
Looking at the silent polar bear, the other party hesitated and asked again:
"Sir, how can I help you?"
The polar bear thought for a while and then said:
"I need a piece of dark chocolate, the concentration should be above 70%."
The owner of the chocolate shop nodded, turned around and got into the ground again, covering the square green lawn at the same time.
About half a minute passed.
The man who looked like Depp was holding a large piece of dark chocolate in his hand:
"Is 82% concentration okay? This is already the lowest concentration chocolate I have here."
Taking the chocolate from the other party's hand, Bell took out his wallet and asked:
"How much?"
But the owner of this store didn't mean to take money. Instead, after thinking about it for a while, he asked the polar bear:
"You are the owner of the pub next door, right?"
The polar bear raised his eyebrows and looked down at the man:
"so?"
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a strange smile appeared on the face of this man who looked like Depp. It could be seen that he was trying hard to control the corners of his mouth:
"You can call me Willy Wonka, and maybe you can invite me to your house for a beer?"
Dark brown animal eyes stared at the smirking Wonka boss in front of him.
After looking at each other for about ten seconds, the polar bear nodded and took back his wallet:
"Bel Iorek."
After saying this, watching the polar bear turn and leave, the smile on Boss Wonka's face instantly faded, but his eyes were fixed on the back of the polar bear as it left.
Curiosity and excitement can be seen in his eyes, as well as a hint of deep respect!
On the other side, as the door jingled, the old octopus who was busy in the kitchen looked up and pointed to the table not far away:
"Boss, are you back? Put the chocolate here, I will use it later."
The polar bear put the chocolate on the table casually, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and subconsciously touched his chin:
"This neighbor is interesting. His chocolates should be good."
Old Octopus: "?"
Looking at the old octopus's confused eyes, the polar bear explained:
"The chocolates were given as gifts. It can be seen that this new neighbor has a hospitable character."
After the words fell, the old octopus fell silent.
After a while, Dave said hesitantly:
"Do you need me to send you some pastries?"
Although I don't want to admit it.
But in fact, more than half of the people in Luojia Mountain Tavern have serious psychological problems.
Little Love, who was abandoned by his biological parents, has only one Arctic shrew named Beagle by his side.
Among the four new penguins, one suffers from severe PTSD, one has a high IQ and is withdrawn, one is so innocent and speechless, and one has pica with maximal executive ability.
The problem of the old octopus is antisocial personality + extreme anti-humanity.
As for polar bears?
The old father often felt out of tune with his family because he was not perverted enough.
That's why Dave didn't accompany the polar bear to the wedding last month.
It also explained that there was a chocolate shop nearby, but the old octopus still asked Bell to buy dark chocolate from further away.
Dave doesn't like humans. As the number of people increases, the old octopus will show strong fear and irritability, and is extremely aggressive.
Of course, this situation is getting better. For example, the old octopus just said hesitantly that he could give his neighbor a cake.
The polar bear's heart moved and he realized that this was a good opportunity for treatment:
"It's up to you, it depends on your mood, but he said he would come to the house for a drink when he has time."
With a hint of resistance in his expression, the old octopus frowned:
"Forget it."
Look at the old octopus's expression at this moment.
Bell can be sure that on the day when Boss Wonka comes to visit his house, the old octopus will definitely hide in the room and not come out.
This made the polar bear sigh and suggested with a very sincere expression:
“Dave, you have to understand that this is not your fault, but this deformed society.
Your thinking is misguided. This is not a matter of skin color and race, but a matter of class, the oppression of the lower class by the upper class.
These politicians are misleading you into thinking it's your problem. "
But obviously, the old octopus is unwilling to discuss this topic with the polar bear.
The purple-red tentacle wrapped around the spoon and tapped the soup bucket in front of him:
"Boss, it's time to eat soon."
The polar bear shook his head, looking helpless.
He is like a highly skilled psychiatrist who knows exactly how to treat the other person.
But the patient refused to receive treatment.
The helpless polar bear could only sincerely suggest:
“Well, I have books like Capital and Basic Principles of Marxism in my room.
If you are interested, you can read it at any time. If you don’t understand anything, you can tell me. I will be happy to discuss these issues with you. "
But the old octopus didn't even turn his head, and waved his tentacles very perfunctorily:
"Okay, definitely next time."
