My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 132: Twenty-four Chapters: How can you become stronger without spending money?

Chen Ze felt a bit embarrassed as he suddenly remembered that he had previously mixed Vodka and whiskey to make some "oolong tea," then placed it in the fridge only to forget about it later.

He hadn’t expected it to backfire on Betty now.

Is this what revenge feels like? Chen Ze scratched his head. It should count as revenge, right? After all, he had been plotting to get back at Betty.

Then, Betty was so drunk she was out cold. It turned out that Succubi don’t have a tolerance for alcohol, and a high alcohol content can indeed make a Succubus drunk.

Chen Ze felt a bit regretful. Having gotten Betty drunk, wouldn’t he have to go through the day without a waitress? ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Chen Ze poured out the "oolong tea" and washed the cup. Then, he carried Betty up to the second floor to lay her down in the same spot where Liu Maoxing had slept before.

Chen Ze had no intention of letting Betty sleep in his own bed. Who knew if Betty might throw up? Then, he would have to wash the bedding.

Chen Ze checked his phone and saw he had an hour left before he could open for business.

"I should get the prep work done first. I guess the Magma Berry juice is still too spicy when unadulterated?" Chen Ze decided to dilute the Magma Berry juice and, by the way, post tomorrow’s takeout orders on Sun Moon City’s food forums and Tieba.

[Riding Wind: LOL, I thought for a moment the manager had gone abroad to buy ingredients again.]

[Dark Lolita Complex: We can order takeout now? Then how am I supposed to drive over in my Lamborghini and show off?]

[FFF Group Leader: I suspect the person above is showing off their wealth, and I have evidence.]

[Three Thousand Worlds: Thanks to the manager, I can finally improve my meals. I’ve been idling at home lately and almost learned to embroider.]

[I Really Don’t Know You Know: Shouldn’t your focus be on the quantity this time? The manager actually said unlimited orders? I’m buying a hundred skewers!]

Chen Ze’s post stirred quite a response... well, not really.

Chen Ze’s grilled squid was delicious, but it hadn’t reached the level of fame where the majority of comments were from new customers. Most were from regulars.

Anyone who had ever tasted Chen Ze’s grilled squid was captivated. They had never had such delicious grilled squid before.

Chen Ze watched as the replies increased and glanced at the pail beside him. He suddenly felt that one pail might not be enough. It might be best to prepare a few more.

"Knock, knock." There was a knock at the door.

Chen Ze, somewhat puzzled, walked over. It was unusual for someone to knock on the door. Could it be a customer who saw that Chen Ze would start delivering for one day tomorrow and came by specially to buy in advance?

Chen Ze walked out the side door since opening the main door was out of the question. If a customer came in, how would he explain it?

Chen Ze poked his head out and saw nobody at the restaurant’s front door.

"Was I mistaken, or is it a prank?" Just as Chen Ze was about to close the door, he heard the knocking again, and yet there was still no one outside.

The atmosphere suddenly turned eerie, and Chen Ze felt that, following the horror movie trope, he might see a ghostly face as soon as he turned around.

Chen Ze calmly shut the door and checked his phone. It wasn’t the appointed time yet, and he didn’t know why this person had come so early today.

Of all Chen Ze’s guests, the only one who could affect his original world was The King in Yellow.

Chen Ze locked the door. Then the next moment, he saw Hastur walking in, still dressed in his usual nekomimi style, but now with dark circles under his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hurry up and prepare something to eat. I’m starving," Hastur said, listlessly taking a seat.

"Alright, what do you want to eat today?" Chen Ze clapped his hands.

"I want to eat Golden Smiling Mouth and Fierce Ice Fresh Dorado Mountain," Hastur said with a playful smile.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, he remembered he hadn’t added "China’s Little Head Chef" to his computer, how did Hastur know about it?

"Sorry, our store doesn’t have those two dishes at the moment," Chen Ze calmly shook his head, though they didn’t have them now, it didn’t mean they wouldn’t have them in the future.

After all, Liu Maoxing was one of Chen Ze’s guests, and with a little patience, Chen Ze would eventually learn more glowing recipes.

"Tch, I thought you’d deny it stubbornly," Hastur said with a disdainful curl of his lip.

"Then give me today’s special recommendation," Hastur said as he took a Coke that Chen Ze passed to him and poured himself a glass.

"Okay," Chen Ze nodded and walked into the kitchen.

"By the way, do you know where I can watch ’Daily Life of a Monster Girl’? I can’t find it on that crappy little site." Chen Ze nearly tripped over.

He looked at Hastur with disbelief. What was going on with this creature? How did he know these titles? And how had he searched for them on that crappy little site?

"Hey~ you don’t think that I got these dark circles under my eyes from staying up late playing games, do you?" Hastur smiled, pointing at the dark circles on his face. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"I’ve spent a great deal of time and energy to make a little hole in your world, barely managed to get my computer online." Hastur’s face was full of pride; after getting connected to the internet, he felt his life became much more enjoyable.

What could Chen Ze say besides 666?

"Manager, what do you think~" It seemed his ability to play with memes was also top-notch.

Chen Ze pointed at his own eyes.

"I look with my eyes."

Chen Ze went back to the kitchen, planning to make a serving of Nine Turns Intestine, to familiarize himself with the new recipe, and simultaneously to make a serving of potato-stewed Bill beef.

Hastur looked upstairs; even here, His strength was limited, but He could still sense Betty’s life fluctuations.

When Chen Ze came out carrying the Nine Turns Intestine, Hastur looked at him with an amused expression, "I didn’t expect you to take action against Betty."

Chen Ze had a face full of black lines.

"By the way, I plan to make a trade with you." Hastur ate quickly, wiped his mouth, and then leisurely took a sip of Coke.

"What trade?" Chen Ze curiously stepped out of the kitchen.

"I’ll get you another batch of ingredients, you give me money." Chen Ze blinked, suspecting he might have heard wrong.

"What do you need money for?" Chen Ze was a bit confused. With Hastur’s abilities, in another world, he would just need to speak a word, and people would automatically bring him money, right?

"Because I need to spend money to play games and to watch anime. Otherwise, I have to wait seven days to watch them." Chen Ze felt Hastur made such a compelling argument, he found himself at a loss for words.

"As for ingredients, I don’t need any for now," Chen Ze shook his head, Alisa had previously brought a large batch of ingredients.

"Then I will grant you a request, whatever you ask for, I can help you do it," Hastur proposed another condition.

"Fine, also, just wondering, how much money do you plan to ask for?" Chen Ze glanced at WeChat, he still had some balance left.

"Not much, just seventy thousand," Hastur replied.

Chen Ze silently put his phone back in his pocket.