My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 213: Chapter 73: Black Holes and Green Dumplings

Chen Ze didn’t continue paying attention to Anfield; after all, Anfield was just a customer, and Chen Ze wasn’t very familiar with him.

Chen Ze was contemplating how to make green dumplings, as Lafra and Naruto had both already left, with Naruto leaving to continue on his ninja path.

Although Chen Ze felt that the current Naruto no longer needed to continue being a ninja, seeing Naruto’s determination, Chen Ze didn’t say much.

Chen Ze just felt that, given Naruto’s talent for magic, as long as nothing went wrong, he could definitely become a master wizard in the future.

The thought of Naruto using magic to battle Uchiha Madara excited Chen Ze greatly, but by the time Naruto reached that level, Chen Ze’s kids would be old enough to fetch soy sauce.

As for Lafra, it has to be said that being a leader comes with its own set of troubles, and at the very least, Lafra’s aspirations to become a happy layabout were no longer viable.

Chen Ze had already bought the wormwood powder, and now all he had to do was follow the recipe’s instructions, but what made him anxious was that his dough-kneading skills weren’t very good.

What should have been good green dumplings, under Chen Ze’s hands, turned into green lumps, green triangles, green isosceles triangles...

Chen Ze felt maybe he was a mathematician, one specializing in geometry at that; being a chef seemed like a waste.

Ten minutes later, Chen Ze finally kneaded a green dumpling that looked passable, which made him somewhat doubt his life choices.

"Boss, time to settle the bill," said Anfield as he put down his knife and fork and took out his wallet.

Chen Ze came out and hesitated a little when he saw the US dollars inside, as this was something that could only be used as a collector’s item.

"What forms of payment do you accept here?" Anfield suddenly asked, as he put his wallet away.

Chen Ze was stunned, hadn’t Anfield just taken out US dollars and then put them away again?

"Here we accept payment with money as well as with ingredients or other interesting items," Chen Ze replied quickly.

"Not with souls?" Anfield asked, surprised, which caused Chen Ze’s face to darken considerably. How had he guessed that souls could be used for payment?

Chen Ze isn’t one of those devils who idle around tricking people into signing contracts; that was clearly something Hastur would do.

"So it’s really not," Anfield said, although it was a question, he quickly took something out of his pants pocket.

Chen Ze curiously picked it up for a look; it was a pocket watch, a very ordinary looking one, and Chen Ze had no idea of its purpose.

"What is this?" However, Chen Ze didn’t jump to conclusions and instead looked at Anfield.

Anfield raised his hand, holding the pocket watch in it.

"This is actually..." Anfield spoke in a profound tone, piquing Chen Ze’s interest.

A pocket watch, it couldn’t possibly be another one of Doraemon’s divine artifacts, could it? Or perhaps, by using this watch, one could turn back time? Or foresee the future?

"A regular pocket watch," Anfield put the pocket watch away.

Chen Ze’s face darkened instantly.

"But I do have something that’s quite interesting," Anfield took out a cloth bag from his chest and placed it on the table.

Chen Ze glanced at him, deciding if he was played again, he would simply use a magic circle to kick him out.

Chen Ze opened the cloth bag, inside was a flower, a rose.

But bizarrely, this rose was not like ordinary roses; typical roses are red, a vivid red.

Although there are rainbow roses or roses of other colors, Chen Ze was certain there was no other rose quite like this one.

It was a profound black, so utterly black that Chen Ze even felt it absorbed the light around it.

"This is something I got after helping an old Indian man," Anfield took out a cigarette and took a puff.

Chen Ze didn’t look at him but used the Magic Circle to extinguish his cigarette directly.

"Smoking is prohibited in the store, thank you for cooperating," Chen Ze said as he picked up the eerie rose.

It was incredibly light; Chen Ze would have thought he was holding nothing if he weren’t looking at it and feeling it in his hand. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Chen Ze reached out curiously, but Anfield immediately stopped him.

"Although you possess magical powers, Wizard, this rose is like a small black hole; it can crush a gun into powder and suck it in. You wouldn’t want to try," Anfield said sternly to Chen Ze.

Chen Ze raised an eyebrow and heeded Anfield’s advice. Even though he felt the protection of the Magic Circle would be enough against the Black Hole Rose, being cautious was always a good idea.

"That thing must be precious, don’t you want it?" Chen Ze asked Anfield. If taken to a lab, there would be top scientists willing to pay a high price for it.

The notion of a black hole, never verified since it was proposed, actually existed on a rose. Chen Ze believed many would be interested in it.

"Exactly because it is so precious, I’ve been keeping it hidden. And only this cloth can stop its gravitational pull," Anfield said succinctly; keeping the item was useless to him and it posed a danger.

Chen Ze nodded thoughtfully; he had been wondering why the cloth was unaffected, it turns out the cloth was the carrier.

"The innocent must suffer for being in possession of a treasure," Chen Ze lamented.

Anfield gave Chen Ze a look, his conjectures about him becoming increasingly clear.

"Alright, this item can be used to offset the meal cost, and considering its high value, you can also enjoy three special meals in the store," Chen Ze wrapped the rose in the cloth and tucked it inside his clothes.

"I’ll come again, interdimensional store manager," Anfield said as he walked out the door.

Chen Ze was taken aback; was this another detective, acting just like the last villager who had visited?

Speaking of that villager, Chen Ze wondered how he was faring now, whether he had dealt with that giant octopus or not.

Chen Ze sighed; some customers never returned after their first visit, and he preferred to think they had found better places to go rather than never being able to return.

"Manager~" Betty brought in a plate, looking excitedly at Chen Ze.

Chen Ze smiled and brought out the finished green dumplings, which looked lovely and green, just like tiny little buns.

"Come on, eat, Betty. These are green dumplings," Chen Ze picked one up and popped it into his mouth.

It was sweet but not cloying, which suited Chen Ze’s taste just right.

Gazing out the window into the night, Chen Ze lifted a green dumpling, hoping you’re doing well in another world, Grandpa.