My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 179: Chapter Thirty-Nine: Insects and Cuisine

"Manager, what happened yesterday~" Betty excitedly leaned in, and Chen Ze could even see her tail wagging behind her.

"Nothing much," Chen Ze scratched his head, thinking yesterday was just a date with Lafra. Apart from watching a movie and having a meal together, there really wasn’t anything else noteworthy to mention.

"Eh?" Betty’s face fell with disappointment. She had hoped to hear some gossip. If she had known Chen Ze was so boring, she might as well have slept in at home.

Yesterday, she had been dragged by Lindsay to help her with reading, and now Betty felt a headache coming on at the sight of Chinese characters. She even began to forget some of them, feeling that the more she looked at or wrote a character, the more alien it became.

"You seem pretty eager?" Chen Ze rolled his eyes. He didn’t understand why Betty was so curious about his love life.

"Manager, I’ll have two specials!" Before Betty could respond, she was interrupted and quickly ran off—Sebastian had arrived.

"Welcome to Dream Restaurant, Mr. Sebastian, and welcome to Dream Restaurant, Little Dragone... I mean, Mr. Dragone!" Chen Ze’s mouth twitched as Betty nearly misspoke again, but it wasn’t surprising if it was Dragone. freeweɓnovel.cøm

"Manager~" Betty called out towards the kitchen.

"Alright, I heard you." Chen Ze nodded and tied on his headscarf.

For today’s special, Chen Ze planned to include a rather unique item, something aromatic but not necessarily to everyone’s taste. At the very least, he himself had to psyche up for a long time before taking the first bite.

"Dragone, the Grey Elf High Priest asked me to find out if you want to marry him," Sebastian said with a mischievous grin, looking at Dragone. It had to be said, his companion might be a Sprite Dragon with incredible strength.

But he really was quite the looker, so much so that he attracted someone like the High Priest in just a few days since arriving in the negative plane.

"Sebastian, if you want a beating, please do let me know," Dragone said, clenching his fists and giving Sebastian a dangerous glance.

Betty quietly refilled Sebastian’s glass with lemon water, then poured some freshly prepared coffee for Dragone.

"Thank you." Dragone nodded politely at Betty, then took the coffee and sipped it with satisfaction.

"Speaking of which, manager!" Sebastian shouted toward the kitchen, and Chen Ze, startled, then peeked out to look.

"When are you and the Crimson Overlord getting married?" Sebastian looked expectantly at Chen Ze. The first time he found out Lafra was interested in Chen Ze, he nearly melted his own bed with dragon breath.

Sebastian genuinely admired Chen Ze for managing to find such a formidable girlfriend, and the strongest one at that.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, and he silently returned to the kitchen. He decided to make some Magical Mapo Tofu today, and for Sebastian’s portion, he definitely needed to add extra chili.

Maybe using the Reaper Chili from last time would be a good choice? But Chen Ze felt that even the spiciness of the Reaper Chili might be useless against a Dragon like Sebastian, not to mention it seemed far too cruel.

So, Chen Ze eventually decided to use capsaicin, the hottest kind.

"That being said, Dragone, have you not considered getting married yet? Even Riesel is married," Sebastian asked his friend curiously, not minding Chen Ze’s attitude.

"This old man isn’t that... that eager! I want to take my time to find the right one for me," Dragone refuted with a blush on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey~ really? I feel like it’s probably because you, Dragone, went to confess, and then the other person told you they don’t like the same sex, right? It’s definitely that..." Betty watched as Sebastian, who hadn’t finished speaking, was punched hard, and she shook her head silently. She found that Sebastian was straying further and further down the path of seeking his own doom.

Chen Ze squatted in the kitchen, ready with the ingredients for Magical Mapo Tofu, and was heating the oil.

Chen Ze planned to fry the dishes for the day first, even though he felt they were less like main dishes and more like snacks or barbecue.

Looking at the now hot oil, Chen Ze poured all of the locusts from the plate into it, and a unique fragrance quickly filled the air. Watching the locusts in the pot, he couldn’t help but recall the days when he and his sister visited Xishuangbanna.

There, Chen Ze learned about many delicacies and also encountered quite a few dishes that he instantly rejected, including fried locusts and roasted spiders.

Some vendors fried the locusts similarly to how chicken legs are fried, coating them with breadcrumbs, which made it unrecognizable as locusts. However, some honest vendors would just toss the locusts in to fry, and the resulting locusts still exhibited visible patterns, which was very realistic.

Chen Ze refused those; he didn’t like insects, even though he often played with locusts when he was in primary school. But that didn’t mean he was willing to put them in his mouth; they just looked odd to him.

But seeing his sister eating them with relish, Chen Ze couldn’t resist trying one, and then he started competing with his sister for them.

Fried locusts were incredibly crispy and didn’t have too weird of a texture when eaten. Moreover, since they were specially bred locusts, Chen Ze ate them without worry.

Only roasted spiders were absolutely unacceptable to Chen Ze. After being roasted, spiders looked even more bizarre, with their pitch-black appearance and legs that seemed to still have fuzz on them. This made Chen Ze instinctively resist this food, and even though he saw that the vendor did good business, he didn’t have the courage to try one.

Even though many people said that roasted spiders tasted good, like crab roe, Chen Ze believed he could never eat them.

Later, he even heard about roasted centipedes, and Chen Ze could only think there really was nothing that couldn’t be roasted. He even wondered if, in the future, should extraterrestrial life forms land and reproduce here, would people’s first thought be whether they could eat them and what the taste would be like?

Chen Ze shook his head — now wasn’t the time to think about these things. He looked at the frying pan, then scooped out the fried locusts and placed them on a plate.

"Betty, come and serve the dishes," Chen Ze called out.

After he finished the set meal, Chen Ze planned to take some time to make the Star-Gazing Space that Betty wanted to eat. This morning, Betty came in looking forward to it and asked about it.

Chen Ze was only responsible for cooking; whether or not Betty could finish eating was her own business.