My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 207: Chapter 67: What is the Master’s Husband’s Name?

If Chen Ze knew that Nyarlathotep believed the nonsense he made up, he would never say that the energy used by WALL-E robots was nuclear energy. freewёbnoνel.com

After all, Nyarlathotep’s question yesterday was so sudden that Chen Ze had no mental preparation, nor time to consult Baidu, so he could only blurt out ’nuclear energy’.

Of course, even if Chen Ze had known, it wouldn’t have mattered, as it was impossible for the other world to have uranium enrichment facilities, or the capability to make nuclear weapons.

Even if they managed to make one, it would hardly be as powerful as the skills Nyarlathotep could casually wield.

Chen Ze was satisfied as he looked at the pot of white soup in front of him, which had a very faint aroma, so faint one could say it lacked any, but Chen Ze had just taken a sip himself, and it was an exquisite delight akin to a celestial delicacy.

"This taste is simply amazing," Chen Ze clicked his tongue, the soup made from Moonlight Mushrooms was probably the epitome of umami flavor.

Chen Ze even thought that if ’Journey to the West’ were real, then the feasts eaten by the Jade Emperor wouldn’t be much better.

"Wow, what is this? It looks so delicious!" Betty excitedly popped into the kitchen, her eyes fixated on the soup pot in front of her.

Chen Ze blinked, remembering he hadn’t cooked any particularly aromatic dish. How did Betty know he had prepared a meal?

Could it be that Betty was actually a sake-drinking macaque? In crucial moments, would she shout "Balalala magical energy" and then transform into a love warrior?

Chen Ze shook his head vigorously, casting aside this impractical thought, lest he continue down this trail of thought to a manly version of ’New Treasure Island’ or something of the sort.

"Manager~" Betty’s tail started wagging again, which left Chen Ze somewhat helpless; was she a dog or what?

Chen Ze always had the feeling of having a pet.

"It’s for the employee meal at noon." Chen Ze gestured and, watching Betty happily go out to wipe tables, he continued chopping the pickles.

The comic didn’t specify what kind of pickle was best, so looking at the creamy white soup, Chen Ze felt that something too flavorful might not be suitable.

After all, chestnut rice seemed to be a sweet dish, and if the pickles were too overpowering, that would create an unpleasant clash, which Chen Ze didn’t want to experience.

A little while later, the rice cooker dinged, and Chen Ze quickly opened it, releasing a faint chestnut aroma.

"Uncle~" The familiar voice made Chen Ze, who was about to scoop out some rice, stop in his tracks.

"Naruto, what would you like to eat?" Chen Ze poked his head out to look and saw a genuinely happy Naruto.

It seemed Lafra’s assigned task had been completed well by Naruto, or else he wouldn’t look so relaxed and natural.

"Hehe, I want to eat today’s special combo!" Naruto took his seat and carefully pulled sixty taels from his bosom.

"Alright, then just wait a bit," Chen Ze glanced at the chestnut rice; the main dish was ready, so why not just make a fried pork cutlet for Naruto as well.

"Um... hasn’t... hasn’t the Third Hokage arrived yet?" Naruto asked a bit nervously.

Betty leaned in, "Naruto, your teacher hasn’t arrived yet, what are you so nervous about?"

Naruto scratched his head awkwardly and then leaned in close to Betty, whispering, "Lafra, is the uncle my teacher’s husband?"

Lafra nodded, certainly, what a joke, she considered Chen Ze her personal property, and anyone daring to reach out should think twice about their strength.

"Um... if the wife of a teacher is called ’teacher’s wife,’ then what should the husband of a teacher be called?"

Betty was suddenly stunned; she had never thought about this question before. Well, that’s true, if the teacher is a woman, what should her husband be called?

Teacher’s husband? But it feels off, just not right.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, he really didn’t expect Naruto to ask that question.

Although Naruto spoke very quietly, this was Chen Ze’s restaurant, after all, and the Magic Circle faithfully delivered Naruto and Betty’s whispers straight to Chen Ze’s ears.

Chen Ze scooped a bowl of chestnut rice, then topped it with steamed chestnuts and poured in Moonlight Mushroom soup until it nearly reached the edge of the bowl before stopping.

"Betty, come take the dish!" Chen Ze called out to the restaurant.

If he didn’t let Betty come in, Chen Ze was going to be called ’father-in-law’.

Why don’t you just call me ’master’ instead.

"Okay~" Betty quickly came in, then took out the chestnut rice for Naruto.

"Eh? Is it chestnut rice? Thank you, father-in-law!" Naruto’s excitement was so loud Chen Ze could hear it all the way in the kitchen.

"Naruto, don’t call me father-in-law, you can call me ’master dad’ if you want." Chen Ze’s mouth twitched again.

"Alright, father-in-law."

"I said not to call me father-in-law!"

"No problem, father-in-law." Chen Ze, feeling helpless, covered his face; he had given up.

Well, Naruto, as long as you’re happy.

Then Chen Ze called Betty back in and had her carry out the other two servings, and then Chen Ze followed suit and stepped out as well.

Naruto couldn’t help but swallow his saliva as he looked at the bowl of chestnut rice in front of him. He scooped up a spoonful of chestnut rice with soup and put it into his mouth.

The fragrant chestnut flavor, the rich umami taste, and the rice flavor mixed together in his mouth, creating a delicious storm that made Naruto involuntarily close his eyes.

If the curry pork chop rice that Chen Ze made before was a kind of gourmet food, this chestnut rice was a treat for the taste buds, giving the sensation of sweeping through the mountain’s delicacies of spring and summer in one go.

"Delicious! Manager, your culinary skills are getting more and more profound!" Betty exclaimed as she took another spoonful of chestnut rice.

Chen Ze smiled proudly; what a joke, this was chestnut rice rated as ’excellent’ by the System.

However, Chen Ze still wanted to try to make a ’perfect’ dish. If he could achieve that, what kind of taste would it bring? freewebnσvel.cѳm

Perhaps it would feel like being in a state of ecstasy?

A serving of chestnut rice wasn’t too much, and it was all finished in less than twenty minutes. Naruto patted his stomach and sat back in his chair, letting out a contented burp.

"Father-in-law, I can now release the Wind Blade Technique!" Naruto recited a spell happily, and a gust of wind appeared in his hand.

Chen Ze raised an eyebrow; he was too lazy to correct Naruto’s way of addressing him anymore, but it seemed that Naruto had indeed been studying diligently.

"How’s your life been recently?" Chen Ze asked, showing concern for his girlfriend’s apprentice.

"...Great!" Seeing Naruto’s innocent smile, Chen Ze fell silent.

Indeed, the Third Hokage had protected the young Naruto, but for the son of a hero to have such a miserable childhood, endure the alienation of the villagers, and have almost no friends was tragic.

Chen Ze couldn’t help but sigh.

"Naruto, wait a bit and I’ll make you two chiffon cakes, you can take them home and eat them slowly." Chen Ze said with a smile, looking at Naruto.