My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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The research of Goubuli Steamed Bun has made great progress, but Chen Ze is not clear how to deal with this problem. After all, it is not a simple matter to achieve the level of food grade film.

“Bald head…” Chen Ze sat on the chair a little distressed. He thought for a while, but didn’t expect what kind of stuff should be used to wrap the aspic.

“Manager, I’m here.” Betty jumped in happily, seeing that she was in a good mood.

“Yeah, good.” Chen Ze nodded, but still didn’t get up, he was still thinking about how to make Goubuli Steamed Bun.

“Huh?” Betty glanced at Chen Ze strangely, then stopped talking.

“What’s wrong?” Chen Ze asked strangely, how could this guy look at himself with this expression.

“It’s that…Manager~hehe~Are there any early?” Betty looked at Chen Ze expectantly.

She remembered that Chen Ze had made it earlier. Whether it was Thin Crust Stuffed Bun or Crab Meat Tangbao, it was very delicious.

And Betty thinks that it is a very appropriate thing to have such food early. If there is another beef soup, it will be even better.

“Are you early? Yes, do you want to try Russian Cuisine?” Chen Ze looked at Betty with a smile.

“Russian?” Betty blinked. She still heard the name. It was said that it was a group of people who swim in winter and can kill bears.

But Betty’s strange thing is that Chen Ze suddenly asked her if she wanted to eat Russian Cuisine.

“Yes, eat or not? If I don’t eat, I don’t bother to make it early.” Chen Ze slumped on the chair again, his face looked like a salted fish.

“Hmm…eat!” Betty rubbed her stomach, she felt hungry again.

“Well, you go up and change clothes.” Chen Ze smiled nodded, as long as Betty nodded.

Seeing Betty go up to the second floor with a puzzled look, Chen Ze smiled very happily.

As everyone knows, the UK is a country where food is unpalatable. There are also a lot of strange dark cuisines, but people there often eat fried fish and French Fries.

what? Do you think my food is too monotonous?

OK, then eat mashed potatoes and fried fish today.

The three meals in the UK made many international students feel bitter, saying that only Lao Gan Ma can save their Chinese stomach.

In the past, you could buy cheap trotters and eat them yourself, but now the British have also discovered the deliciousness of trotters. They just don’t know which bastard revealed the news.

But even if they live in a country called a gourmet desert, the British are still willing to betray the dishes from Russian.

Russian dishes generally highlight three characteristics: sour, salty and greasy.

Of course, there are sweet and sweet desserts. Traveling to Russia, remember not to take local desserts as souvenirs and bring them home to friends. There are really not many that can be finished.

Chen Ze remembered that when he checked the recipe, he saw a Slavic Cuisine called Salo, which was simple and crude to make Dharma Idol, and the way of eating made Chen Ze daunting.

Simply put, Salo’s method is to use a whole piece of pig fat, add various seasonings to marinate, put it out and freeze it, you can slice it directly.

It’s not a big deal. It’s better to put some butter and butter and so on together to make you feel what a greasy teacher is…world.

“Hehe…didn’t expect the things I bought before will be useful for a day.” Chen Ze laughed, and then took out a bag of pickles from the refrigerator.

This is not an ordinary pickled cucumber. The biggest difference from pickled cucumbers in Northeast China is that this is a pickled cucumber from Russia.

Chen Ze bought 2 bags. The first bag tasted a little by himself. After taking a bite, Chen Ze, who was sour, doubted life, and pondered deeply whether he had any misunderstandings about sour.

Chen Ze sneered, put the pickled cucumber slices on the table, made some bread in the oven, and poured out a bowl of salt.

“That’s right, there’s this…” Chen Ze took out from the refrigerator the item that the store had gifted when buying pickles, a bag of Russian traditional Smoked & Salted Dried Fish.

“Manager~Wow, so hearty!” Betty rushed in, her hair still a bit wet.

“Well, come and eat early, I will tell you how to eat.” Chen Ze sat down.

“Eat with bread dipped in salt, and then you can put some cucumber on top, and then eat this dried fish together.” Chen Ze briefly introduced, and then began to slowly clamp the cucumber.

As Chen Ze expected, Betty quickly tore the bread apart, put a few slices of pickles, and a large chopsticks of dried fish, then dipped in some salt and ate them together.

“!” Betty grabbed her throat in horror, she really didn’t know how to describe the smell.

The salty taste and the sour suspicion of Mosheng were completely mixed together. For a moment, Betty wondered if Chen Ze planned to poison her to death.

“How do you feel?” Chen Ze put these things away. He didn’t want to eat them. After all, he had tasted these things himself.

“I don’t think I will be happy anymore…” Betty rinsed Cola several times, but it still felt a little salty.

“Hahaha, this is Russian Cuisine.” Chen Ze felt a lot of joy at once.

Then Chen Ze took out a small notebook from his arms and marked something on it.

Betty suddenly had a bad feeling, she stood up quickly, and took a look.

“What are you doing?” Chen Ze received it quickly, but Betty still saw the above.

“On December 2019, 12, my stupid waiter covered my sun and moon archives, holding grudges.”

“That…Manager, you…” Betty suddenly felt that her mood was very complicated, and she didn’t know how to describe it.

“After all, it was the archive I played for a long time, and there were a lot of flash Pokémon in it, not surprising, right?” Chen Ze smiled kindly.

“And I don’t have that many time to play again now, so I will never forgive you, understandable?” Chen Ze’s smile became brighter.

Only when I work, I don’t know that many time to play games. Chen Ze’s switch has been in ash for a while.

“Hey, don’t you lose one’s head out of fear, after all, I’m not a devil, and there will be no more behind that one.” Chen Ze patted Betty on the shoulder, and then went back to study his Goubuli Steamed Bun .

But Betty couldn’t help but swallowed her saliva. She felt her magic life was dark.

If she didn’t make a mistake just now, the one that Chen Ze crossed out is only the very top part in Chen Ze’s book…