My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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“Isn’t this little Succubus the Manager you bought?” Stan became more curious. Originally, he thought Betty should be a slave purchased by Chen Ze. After all, Chen Ze has this ability.

Even more how, in Betty’s body, Stan saw some magic prohibitions that human slave traders used to use.

In addition, Succubus Betty is still working in Chen Ze’s restaurant, so Stan subconsciously believes that this Betty is a slave purchased by Chen Ze.

The type of waiter during the day and warming the bed at night.

But now it seems that it is not.

“No, Betty… also came in for the meal, but I didn’t have the money to pay for the meal, so I decided to let her stay in my place to work and pay.” Chen Ze touched his chin.

I was going to say that I was kind enough to take in Betty, but I thought that if Stan was a supporter of slavery, it might be a little troublesome, so I changed my mind.

“Well, then Manager really has the devil’s style of doing things.” Stan didn’t care, either, the reason is still the past.

Although there are still some loopholes in Chen Ze’s words if they are investigated carefully, Stan doesn’t care, anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

Stan glanced at Betty, “ka-cha” made a crisp sound, and the magic prohibition on Betty’s neck fell to the ground.

The iron chains on both feet were also under Stan’s sight, all falling off.

Chen Ze looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. He had imagined many methods, but didn’t expect Stan just took a look, and all the things that bothered Betty were eliminated.

Gee, is this the power of magic? Chen Ze curled his lips, a little eager, such a supernatural power, anyone who saw it would want to have it.

Betty was dumbfounded. She watched the things that had trapped her for decades disappear completely, her mouth closed and she couldn’t speak.

“Excuse me, Mr. Stan, then the meal cost this time…”

“Wait, Manager, these are just insignificant trivial matters, this time the meal expenses still have to be paid.” Stan shook the head, he did not intend to use such trivial matters as meal expenses, this is simply to his Undead Lord Insult.

Stan took three things out of his space pouch.

“This is Howling Demon Cow’s milk. I remember the Manager told me before that I brought Negative Plane’s most valuable milk.” Stan first gave it to a jar with a transparent liquid.

Chen Ze took it and shook it, similar to Moo Milk.

“This is the wing of the Blood Dragon. When I passed by before, I slaughtered it and took it.” There is another pair of wings, but this one is bigger, and one wing is as big as three tables.

“I compressed it with magic, but it’s actually bigger than this.” Stan explained specifically, if the wings are not compressed, it is estimated that Chen Ze’s restaurant will be full.

Chen Ze looked at the wings in front of him, full of bloody smell, nodded, it seems that Chen’s barbecue can introduce new varieties.

Betty looked at the wings in surprise, she was a little anxious, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn’t dare to say it in front of Stan.

Stan took out the last ingredient, a small bag of shells shining with magical light.

“Tide Calling Shellfish of Endless Sea.” A very brief explanation.

Chen Ze put the shell away and put it aside. He now has a lot of ideas, but it takes a long time to experiment. He is a bit impatient.

“Mr. Stan, next time you come, you should be able to taste more delicious Parfait.” Chen Ze looked at the bottle of milk, curious about the taste of Parfait.

Stan nodded, this is why he deliberately slaughtered a few cows in the Howling Abyss.

After watching Stan leave, Chen Ze brought the milk and shells into the kitchen as the impatient put on Toque.

As for the wings, Chen Ze plans to push them with a trolley later.

“Manager!” Betty stopped Chen Ze.

“What’s the matter?” Chen Ze looked at Betty suspiciously. This Succubus is now more energetic, but his eyes are very anxious.

“This… this wing may be a bit troublesome.” Betty pointed to the pair of wings, her eyes a little scared.

“What’s wrong? Does this wing carry any curse?” Chen Ze also got serious. He didn’t know anything about magic, so he had better be cautious.

Although Chen Ze didn’t think Stan would harm him, he still had to be careful.

“Blood Dragon… is a pet kept by Blood Ancestor. Blood Ancestor will definitely be upset.” Seeing Chen Ze’s puzzled eyes, Betty quickly explained.

“Blood Dragon is raised by Blood Ancestor. There are only 2 heads. Now one of the wings is gone. Blood Ancestor may not be able to crown Undead Sovereign, but for Manager you…” Chen Ze understood what Betty meant.

Simply put, if Stan has a pair of wings, Blood Ancestor may not be able to beat Stan, so there is no alternative, but Chen Ze will become the target of revenge for that Blood Ancestor.

Chen Ze scratched his head. He is not very worried about this problem. Let’s not say whether the Blood Ancestor can break the magic array of this store. How to find it is still a problem.

Chen Ze hasn’t seen any guests so far. They can turn on the teleportation magic to come in. They only need to go through the Transmission Gate that descends to them.

“Okay, don’t worry, come here and help me put the wings away.” Chen Ze waved his hand indifferently.

Betty looked at Chen Ze who left indifferently, and didn’t know what to say. That was Blood Ancestor, the eternal leader of Blood Race, and one of the two strong men standing at the top of Negative Plane.

But thinking of Stan’s attitude, Betty was relieved a lot. What’s wrong with It shouldn’t be, shouldn’t it…?

Chen Ze took the milk and walked to the kitchen. He planned to try to make an ice cream and make it into Parfait.

I have experience in making Parfait Chen Ze, but Chen Ze really doesn’t know how to make milk into ice cream.

So Chen Ze took out 10000 capable Baidu. Anyway, these basic things can basically be found on Baidu.

But Chen Ze obviously overlooked a problem.

Looking at the no signal sign on the phone, and then at Betty standing in the dining room trying to wipe the tables and chairs, Chen Ze sighed.

It seems that I still have to go outside to check the information, so I bought a set of clothes for the waiter and put it on for Betty.

“Let me take a look at the cooking books… the ingredients and seasonings that need to be added, and Betty’s clothes…” Chen Ze wrote down in a small notepad.

“Betty, I’m going out, you clean up well. If you have guests, let them wait for me to come back.” Chen Ze changed his clothes and opened the door and walked out.

“Okay, Mr. Manager.” Betty looked at Chen Ze’s back, laughed.