My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 244: Chapter 104: So, Intelligence Can Be Contagious

"Coach! I want to learn how to cook!"

Looking at Betty, who was lying on the ground with tear-filled eyes, Chen Ze finally understood what a shocking opener was. freeweɓnøvel.com

"What are you making a fuss about? Are you playing with memes again?" Chen Ze rolled his eyes and dropped the front door lock to the ground.

"Eh, eh, eh? Store manager, oh no, coach, I’m serious, please teach me how to cook!" Betty quickly scrambled up, then smiled like a fawning flatterer.

The corner of Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, and then he gave Betty a silent look, "Don’t you think you should change your clothes first and also clean up a bit, before that?" freeweɓnøvel.com

"Okay, coach!" Betty immediately rushed upstairs.

"Don’t call me coach! I’m not a coach!" Chen Ze said with a look of speechlessness, he was not that big-bellied Coach Anxi.

"Okay, coach, no problem, coach," Betty’s voice came from upstairs, Chen Ze took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the urge to give Betty a beating.

Otherwise, he really feared that he might lose control and beat Betty up, as she was getting more and more proficient at playing with memes, probably having watched the movie "From Beijing With Love" as well.

Chen Ze shook his head and then returned to the kitchen, planning to make some new dish.

"I still feel hungry," Chen Ze rubbed his stomach; he had eaten breakfast with Lafra and Nina in the morning, and had also fed the second dog.

But now he was hungry again and wondered if Lafra and Nina, who had already gone back, were also feeling hungry.

"Let’s make an omelet rice," Chen Ze opened the rice cooker and glanced inside; good, there was still a lot of cold rice.

But this time, Chen Ze didn’t plan on making just any omelet rice; he intended to make a Japanese-style bursting omelet rice.

This was probably because Chen Ze had accidentally watched a video while washing dishes, and subsequently, he became intensely interested in the dish that oozed out and wrapped around the rice upon being cut open.

Chen Ze took a piece of chicken out of the fridge, diced it, and then took some mushrooms, chopped them up as well, and set them aside for later use.

The Japanese-style bursting omelet rice also has its unique requirements for the rice, it’s not simply about piling plain white rice underneath – that would be no different from making fried rice with egg.

"Some onions too, but why do I think of curry every time I hear ’onions’?" Chen Ze chopped the onions, blinking in confusion.

Humans are indeed strange creatures with exceptionally strong associative abilities.

For instance, at this moment, the act of chopping onions reminded Chen Ze of curry, then of Indian Bro, and then of the remarkable dining habits of Indians, which suddenly made him lose his appetite.

"I think I should watch less of those marketing accounts in the future, otherwise just thinking of India makes me lose my appetite," Chen Ze shook his head, trying hard to discard the image of Indians eating with their hands and using their hands in toilets.

Chen Ze watched the butter in the pan and then poured in the onions, followed by the chicken and mushrooms, and added a bit of tomato sauce.

Yes, the omelet rice isn’t just topped with tomato sauce – even the rice itself is mixed with it, but overall, the taste is still quite good.

Before long, Chen Ze finished preparing the rice for the omelet rice and piled it neatly on a plate, then he started preparing for the most crucial step of the bursting omelet rice.

Chen Ze concentrated, observing the egg in the frying pan while stirring with chopsticks. Once the bottom had set and the middle was half-cooked, he slowly tilted the pan, folding the egg over itself, then quickly moved it on top of the cooked rice.

"Done." Chen Ze did the same for another serving of bursting omelet rice, otherwise, Betty would probably annoy him to death later on.

"Manager~" Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"What is this?" Betty curiously looked at the item in front of her.

"You eat it like this." Chen Ze demonstrated, picking up a knife, he sliced the egg in the middle, and the egg instantly parted, covering the rice underneath.

Chen Ze took a spoonful and tasted it, not bad, although it felt a bit strange.

"This is really good, manager, when will you teach me how to make this dish~" Betty looked at Chen Ze with eager eyes.

The corner of Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, then he looked seriously at Betty, "Are you sure you’re serious?"

"Yes, I discussed it with Lindsay yesterday..." Betty proceeded to recount the events of the previous day.

"I don’t really have any skills, can’t earn money by making games like Lindsay, and my magic isn’t up to par, other than your cooking, I can’t think of any other way to succeed." Betty said solemnly.

"Are you sure, apart from cooking, you have no other way to succeed?" Chen Ze was skeptical, in his view, if Betty became a streamer, she would be quite good at it, such a lively mudslide beauty was a rare sight.

"Yes, I can only make ends meet by selling dishes." Betty nodded earnestly.

Chen Ze swallowed the last spoonful of the omelet rice, then stood up; since Betty had made up her mind, he did not mind giving her some guidance.

"Then hurry up and eat, and follow me to the kitchen." Chen Ze clapped his hands.

Chen Ze thought that although he wasn’t much of a chef, teaching Betty the basics of cooking should pose no problem, especially since anyone but a pig would learn to cook under his personal instruction.

Then, Chen Ze regretted it, so much that his face went pale with regret.

"This is sugar, not salt!"

"I asked you to dice the meat, what is this? Chunks?" Looking at the meat diced to the size of half a palm, Chen Ze felt like turning Betty into diced meat herself.

"Let me say it once more, you can flip the wok like this..."

"I’m sorry! I’m sorry, manager! I didn’t do it on purpose!" Betty frantically wiped the Magic Circle with a towel, if it wasn’t for the Magic Circle’s protection, the pot would have flipped right onto Chen Ze’s face.

An hour later, Chen Ze once again dumped the discarded food into the trash bag, then threw the full bag of kitchen waste into the Black Hole Rose.

"I think you’re not cut out for this." Chen Ze shook his head, Betty truly lived up to her reputation, managing to turn even the simplest fried rice sweet as candy.

Looking at a clearly dejected Betty, Chen Ze couldn’t help but scratch his head, how to solve this problem?

It seemed Betty truly had no talent for cooking, Lafra had slowly changed quite a bit, only Betty remained the same as always.

"Sigh, like this then, I’ll teach you the simplest dish." Chen Ze sighed, not having expected that after so many years, he would make this thing again.

"Eh? What is it?" Betty’s spirits immediately lifted.

"Look, these are two slices of bread sprinkled with sesame, this is a piece of pan-fried beef, ah~ppa... no, also lettuce, cheese, tomato."