My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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Chen Ze took a deep breath, holding the table to endure the urge to control the magic array.

“Do you have Gold Coin?” Chen Ze just looked at Fremiya, and the other party didn’t look like he would bring food with him.

“Gold Coin? I’m running out of Gold Coins. I only have ten. It’s not enough.” Fremiya put her tail away, then touched her body a few times, took out ten Gold Coins and placed them on the table. .

Chen Ze accepted the Gold Coin, this Gold Coin is still a bit warm “Enough, thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again next time.”

“Human boy, don’t you want to know where this Gold Coin came from~” Fremiya had a rippling smile on his face.

“I don’t want to know.” Chen Ze rolled the eyes, he has decided to talk less to this dragon, otherwise he might be killed by this guy.

“Eh~ why, don’t you feel the body temperature above? This is something I hid specially~” Fremiya had a shy expression on his face.

Normally, under this situation, Chen Ze, as a healthy and normal man, will definitely have a lot of imagination, and at the very least, he will be subconsciously replenishing his brain.

But before Chen Ze could speak, Fremiya leaned in, looked up and down Chen Ze, and then tsk tsk twice.

“Poor little virgin, I said so, you still have no response, you won’t be…”

“I don’t care at all!” Chen Ze angrily controlled the demon array, lifted Fremiya up, and threw it out.

Chen Ze would rather spend time researching the new Cuisine than continuing to talk with Fremiya.

But this is also the first time Chen Ze took the initiative to throw a guest out of the house, which made Chen Ze a little regretful. If he did it again, Chen Ze would choose to kick Fremiya out with his feet.

After all, using the magic array to throw it out is not as comfortable as kicking it out with your feet.

Chen Ze stretched his waist and tried to relieve his bad mood, but found that not at all had any effect.

“Make some snacks.” Chen Ze put on Toque, returning to the kitchen.

Chen Ze is a person who likes to eat very much, especially when watching movies and novels. If you don’t eat something in your mouth, you will feel awkward.

Fortunately, Chen Ze everyday all insisted on exercising, so he did not get fat.

“Snack…Potato Chips? French Fries?” Chen Ze frowned, and rejected the idea.

Potato Chips and French Fries are not difficult. Although Chen Ze’s current knife skills are not as good as Sliced ​​Tofu Broth, it is still possible to cut French Fries.

“Then make a Fried Chicken…Yes, Fried Chicken.” Chen Ze hesitated, but still didn’t finish that sentence. After all, the meaning of Fried Chicken changed.

Fried Chicken is a kind of amazing food. Chen Ze’s first impression of Fried Chicken came from the Golden Arch. Later, because of his female classmates, he learned that South Korea also has Fried Chicken.

At that time, Korean dramas became popular. Chen Ze had seen many male students who learned the protagonist of Korean dramas were invited to their parents.

“Fried Chicken and Beer are more suitable~” I don’t know how many times my female tablemate has said this sentence.

Had it not been for the female tablemate who was 4 meters tall and weighed 100, Chen Ze might still be interested in trying Fried Chicken Beer.

Chen Ze took a few chicken drumsticks out, wrapped them in Egg Wash, and turned them in starch to make sure that they were full, and Chen Ze put them in breadcrumbs and turned them.

“It’s not easy to write a recipe these days.” Chen Ze flipped the Fried Chicken legs in the frying pan and looked at the phone to spit.

“Tsk tsk, this recipe, I don’t know what the Maillard reaction is for the academic paper I thought I wrote?” Chen Ze stroked his finger, feeling that his Chef was in vain.

“Chef is not easy. You have to cook and write papers.” Chen Ze shook the head.

I sincerely admired this guy who wrote a few thousand words on the legs of Fried Chicken.

After a while, Chen Ze put the Fried Chicken legs on the plate.

Unsurprisingly, not at all system hint, Chen Ze also did not gain experience. It seems that this simple Cuisine not at all provides experience qualifications.

Chen Ze sprinkled some chili powder and was about to wash his hands and pick up the chicken legs to gnaw.

“Manager ~ I’m coming… Huh?” The wind bell came in with Betty’s voice.

Chen Ze rolled the eyes and silently took another ten chicken drumsticks from the refrigerator.

“Manager~” Betty got into the kitchen, staring straight at the chicken drumstick Chen Ze placed on the cabinet.

“Go to the bath and change clothes first, and eat later.” Chen Ze threw the breadcrumbs-coated chicken legs into the oil pan.

“Okay!” Chen Ze corner of the mouth twitched listening to Betty rubbing upstairs.

Many times Chen Ze was thinking, what did he take in?

I knew it was Succubus, but I didn’t know that Chen Ze thought he was taking in a starving ghost.

After Chen Ze put the ten fried chicken drumsticks on the plate, Betty had moved a chair and sat aside.

Chen Ze took out a bottle of cold Cola from the refrigerator. He still likes to pair the Fried Chicken legs with Cola. A mouthful of hot high-calorie chicken legs and a mouthful of carbonated Cola are a way to grow a happy fat house.

“Ding burial.” Betty bit the chicken leg, his mouth was full, like a hamster.

“Swallow it and say it.” Chen Ze took a bite of the chicken leg. The crispy texture was great.

“Um…Manager, I want to ask, how do you beat that monster with lightning all over?” Betty patted his breast and swallowed the chicken legs, then learned Chen Ze picked up Cola and took a sip.

Chen Ze silently gnawed the chicken legs in his hand, took out a tissue and wiped his hands.

“You mean Thunder Wolf Dragon?” Chen Ze asked calmly.

“I don’t know, I was shot to death by it several times.” Betty shook the head, she couldn’t read the words at all.

“Hehe…I’ll just say why my archive is gone, bastard, die!” The ghost knew Chen Ze opened the monster hunter and found that his archive was gone.

“I have chosen another game specially, you are really good, and you also overwrite my save?” Chen Ze felt like he was going away.

If anger can improve the strength, Chen Ze feels that he can enter the super level at any time.

Just when Chen Ze was thinking about whether to chop Betty into Succubus broth, the wind bell rang again.

Betty rushed out as fast as she could. She felt that if she stayed in the kitchen for a while, she might really lose her life.

“Dear guest, welcome to Unusual Dream Restaurant, do you want… no one?” Betty’s puzzled voice came from the restaurant.

And Chen Ze looked at the unknown sculpture in front of him, feeling a little stomachache.

There are many sculptures, but Chen Ze only knows one when he grows into such a sculpture.

“SCP–173?”