My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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“I’m so stupid, really.” Betty sat on the chair with a playful expression on his face, which made Christine very suspicious of what Chen Ze did to this Succubus.

“I shouldn’t go into the kitchen, let alone the kitchen where Manager is.” Betty no longer knows what words to use to describe her mood now.

Betty has eaten a lot of things, and many of them are things that the demons don’t want to eat, or that they don’t want to eat. The brown bread and marsh moss that were eaten under the hands of slave traders before are even more delicious than today.

Betty can’t remember how she ate the noodles. To be precise, her memory was completely lost after the weird noodles were imported.

“What happened to you just now?” Christine asked curiously, staring straight at the Parfait that Betty had just put down.

“I only remember that Manager gave me a taste of his newly tested Cuisine… It seems to be something called noodles… Then I don’t remember.” Betty shook the head, she even felt that she was imposed by Chen Ze What kind of spiritual forgetting magic.

And Christine not at all on the side responded to Betty’s words, she was enjoying this dessert from Earth with joy.

As an assassin of the Shadow Alliance, Christine seldom goes to restaurants and other places to eat, even if he eats, it is for the mission.

But didn’t expect this special Transmission Gate, there is such a magical restaurant, and such a magical Cuisine.

“Parfait? Strange name, is Manager in memory of her girlfriend?” Christine squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

“I haven’t heard the origin of the name of the dish from Manager.” Seeing Christine’s satisfied expression, Betty didn’t know why he was so happy.

While Chen Ze not at all is going to eavesdrop on the conversation of one big and one small, he is looking at the pot in front of him intently.

Hot Pepper Soup, after many failures, Chen Ze finally made an ordinary Hot Pepper Soup, and Chen Ze also recorded all the ingredients and dosage of this Hot Pepper Soup in his own notebook.

“Um… this is the taste.” Chen Ze was satisfied and nodded. This bowl of Hot Pepper Soup fits Chen Ze’s own taste.

“It seems that it is wise to report to the culinary school.” Chen Ze shook his kitchen knife. He knew his skills. From the beginning of dicing like dicing, to now dicing is just dices. Chen Ze’s culinary skills have improved. Still very fast.

“But it’s time to think about going out to set up a stall.” Chen Ze scratched his head, there was not much money left in WeChat.

Even more how Chen Ze wants to know what he will get if the series of progress bars in the system are full.

“Manager, add a Parfait!” Betty cautiously said to Chen Ze at the kitchen door.

“Okay.” Chen Ze nodded, looking back and seeing Betty’s cautious expression, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help being twitched.

Just now the pot of Fruity Crepe…Chen Ze looked at his kitchen trash can, the pot of noodles was already in it, Chen Ze liked to eat a piece of noodles, and then gave up the idea.

It turns out that the combination of noodles and fruit is not very good. There is even a sense of sight of dark cuisine, which is probably the same as Indigowoad Noodles.

Although there are many success stories at 100 degrees, and even recipes… But Chen Ze’s own creativity failed.

“Tsk, what do you do for the next Cuisine?” Chen Ze touched his chin, feeling that after his sword skills had improved, Chen Ze fell into a state of feeling good about himself.

If not for himself, Chen Ze even planned to challenge Sliced ​​Tofu Broth.

“Get up and go to the vegetable market tomorrow morning. I don’t know if we can buy it or not.” Chen Ze sounded the delicacies he had once visited a barbecue stall.

When I saw it for the first time, Chen Ze thought it was pure oil, and even thought that his younger sister wanted to make him fat, and then hit his body and mind in all directions.

Chen Ze refused. Chen Ze was to disdain as beneath contempt. Chen Ze said that he had seen through Chen Xingchen’s evil intentions.

Until he was forced to eat a piece, and then it was out of control, sinking into the deliciousness that melts in the mouth.

Chen Ze even found an ancient comment about this ingredient at 100 degrees.

There is a thin, crispy shell on the outside, which is broken, and there seems to be nothing inside, a pack of clean water.

This is the comment of that ingredient. Chen Ze recalled the feeling he had eaten, and felt that the description was really good.

“Manager? What are you thinking?” Betty’s hand shook in front of Chen Ze’s eyes, and Chen Ze woke up from the memory.

“Me? I’m thinking about a new Cuisine.” Chen Ze wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and now he thinks it’s impossible to bear drooling.

“New…New Cuisine?” Betty stepped back a few steps in an instant, and stood directly at the door of the kitchen.

“Don’t be nervous, that thing…sizzle…especially delicious.” Chen Ze wiped the corners of his mouth again Unable to Bear.

Thinking of this, I haven’t eaten that thing for a long time.

“Okay, Manager, Christine has finished eating, it’s time to charge.” At Unusual Dream Restaurant, Chen Ze has always handled the charge personally. This is not because he doesn’t trust Betty, but Chen Ze doesn’t know how to give himself. Cuisine pricing.

The same Cuisine has completely different values ​​in the hearts of different customers.

For a Light Cheesecake, Sebastian is willing to pay a Gold Coin, and Eliza said that this Cuisine is worth one Silver Coin at most.

The price of the difference between Heaven and Earth, even more how, sometimes customers pay for it with ingredients, so the charge can only be done by Chen Ze himself.

“Manager, checkout, how much Silver Coin?” Christine touched her belly with satisfaction. For the first time, she felt that eating was a pleasure, not for survival.

“Four Silver Coins.” Chen Ze felt that one Parfait, one Silver Coin, and one Red Braised Pork, 4 Silver Coins, were still relatively appropriate prices.

“Okay, will the door always be there?” Christine happily put 4 Silver Coins on the table, and then asked.

“I open the door every night. If I don’t open it, it means something will happen temporarily.” Chen Ze answered quickly, and then he decided to let Betty write down the approximate business hours of his restaurant by the way tomorrow and put it at the front entrance of the restaurant.

After sending Christine away, Chen Ze didn’t do any other cuisine, which made Betty relax a lot.

“Betty, you’ll leave later.” Chen Ze checked the time, it was almost time for Hastur’s meal.

Although not sure if the Great Old One will come, Chen Ze still plans to let Betty go back first.

“It’s okay, Manager, I’m a waiter.” Betty looked relaxed.

Chen Ze looked at Betty’s trembling legs, lost in thought.