Wang Peng sat in his empty restaurant, feeling very frustrated. It had been _36 _ very strange morning. Usually he got up early and prepared his menu of barbecued mutton kebabs, roast pork, stir-fried _37_ (vegetable) and fried rice. Then _38 _ lunchtime they would all be sold. By now his restaurant ought to be full of people. But not today! Why was that? What _39 _ (happen)? He thought of his mutton, beef and bacon _40 _ (cook) in the hottest, finest oil. His cola was _41 _ (sugar) and cold, and his ice cream was made of milk, cream and delicious fruit. “Nothing could be _42 _ (good),” he thought. Suddenly he saw his friend Li Chang _43 _ (hurry) by. “Hello, Lao Li,” he called. “Your usual?” But Li Chang seemed not to hear. What was the matter? Something terrible must have happened if Li Chang was not coming _44 _ (eat) in his restaurant _45_ he always did.