My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 245: Chapter 105 Nyarlathotep: The King Must Be Me!

Hamburgers are relatively easy to make; to be precise, they’re fast food, known for being simple to cook and tasty.

When Chen Ze just graduated from college and started working, due to his low salary, he would cook for himself to get by. However, at that time, his cooking skills were on par with Betty’s current abilities. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

But a person can’t really poison themselves to death, and besides, constantly ordering takeout was too expensive, so that wasn’t a sustainable solution in the long run.

And eating instant noodles all the time wasn’t good for his health, so Chen Ze was quite troubled during that period. Eventually, he had an epiphany and started making hamburgers. As long as he bought the bread, the rest was easy to come by.

"Watch closely, this patty, just fry it for seven minutes, don’t overdo it," Chen Ze demonstrated to Betty, and then put the sizzling patty on a plate.

"Next, let’s prepare the lettuce. Only lettuce and tomatoes can be eaten raw, of course. If there are any vegetables in your world that can be eaten raw, that’s also fine. There aren’t such strict requirements," Chen Ze said as he cut the tomatoes and lettuce and took out the hamburger buns, placing a piece of lettuce on one, followed by a slice of tomato.

"For seasoning the patty, you can use things like ketchup. Did you get that?" Chen Ze placed the patty on it and squeezed some ketchup on top. freeweɓnøvel.com

"Yep yep, of course I understand, I’m super brave!" Betty said with full confidence.

Chen Ze was noncommittal and took a bite of the hamburger he had made. Not bad, it still had that old taste, and there was definitely no problem with filling his stomach.

"Now you try..." Chen Ze opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coca Cola, and made sure it wasn’t cherry-flavored.

"Okie-dokie~" Betty said, brimming with confidence as she got started.

Chen Ze stood by quietly watching, munching on his burger and drinking Coca Cola.

"Aiyah, how do you adjust this..." Chen Ze watched expressionlessly as Betty turned the stove to maximum heat and fried the patty in the oil until it sizzled.

It must be burnt, right? It must be. Chen Ze took another bite of his hamburger. This patty was fried nicely, with all the juice locked in, tasting fantastic.

"Slice... slice..." Chen Ze looked at the hamburger in his hand, the thickness was just right, whereas the tomatoes Betty sliced were almost as thick as the bread.

"Then squeeze some ketchup on it," Chen Ze couldn’t help but sigh. Only special talent could mistake capsaicin for ketchup.

"Ding ding ding~ Betty’s secret hamburger recipe, fresh out of the kitchen~" Betty seemed very happy, holding something that could tentatively be called a hamburger in her hand.

"Boss, do you want a bite?" Betty asked Chen Ze excitedly.

Chen Ze decisively shook his head; he would rather go hungry than eat this hamburger.

"Such a pity, then I’ll just have it myself." Then Chen Ze watched as Betty took a big bite.

Chen Ze watched with interest as Betty’s expressions shifted from triumph to horror, from a flushed face to turning pale, and then Betty seemed to notice Chen Ze’s gaze. She quickly held back her tears.

"Mm... it’s really, really good! So delicious!" Betty said, with a forced smile on her face as she took another bite.

Chen Ze watched as Betty finished the super spicy hamburger she had made, and all the while he really wanted to applaud. What spirit was this from Betty?

This was an unyielding spirit, able to eat a super spicy hamburger, which was probably also burnt, and still put on an expression of supreme deliciousness, all to save face. Chen Ze admitted he couldn’t do it.

"Come on, have some Coca Cola." Chen Ze handed a can of Coke to Betty with a smile.

"Manager, how about that, I’m talented, right!" Betty gulped down half the can in one go.

"You need to pay attention here, you don’t fry meat pies like this." Chen Ze didn’t bother with this jester but was slowly explaining the mistakes Betty had made while cooking.

Watching Betty go out to clean, Chen Ze stroked his chin, thinking that it’s quite good Betty had this idea.

"Manager, I’m here to report." Nyarlathotep and Andrew pushed the door open and found a comfortable chair to sit down.

"Andrew!" Betty excitedly hugged Andrew and then pinched his arms and legs.

"Are you alright? Really, you’re really back, Andrew!" Betty looked at Andrew with teary eyes; when Elena carried him over yesterday, it almost scared her to death.

"Thank you, Sister Betty, thank you, uncle." Andrew bowed solemnly; he knew exactly what had happened—he had died, and if it hadn’t been for the foolish girl Elena and uncle the manager, he might never have been able to open his eyes again.

"Well done, any side effects?" Chen Ze also came out to take a look and then casually ruffled Andrew’s hair.

"Who am I, you think I’d worry about such a thing?" Nyarlathotep snorted. Reviving someone is nothing, if she couldn’t even do that, how could she blend in.

"What about the murderer?" Chen Ze curiously looked at Nyarlathotep. He didn’t ask Andrew or Nyarlathotep what exactly happened, as saying it out loud would undoubtedly inflict further harm on Andrew.

"I gender-swapped him, then cast a spell of linguistic confusion and dumped him in the lowest kind of brothel among the orcs." Nyarlathotep took the lemon water that Betty handed over and nodded with satisfaction.

Chen Ze twitched at the corner of his mouth; this punishment... well, it’s a bit weird.

"Don’t worry, I made some appropriate adjustments. It’s roughly like if you had to stuff the cork of a wine bottle into a tiny syringe, and no matter how many times, it’s still that small." Nyarlathotep, noticing Chen Ze’s confusion, chuckled softly.

Chen Ze shivered instantly; this punishment could be said to be very severe; it was difficult for him to imagine the daily pain the murderer would endure.

However...

Chen Ze turned to look at Andrew, who was shyly hanging his head, and he no longer cared. A human life, and who knows if there were others, such punishment wasn’t excessive.

And besides, what if that person suddenly developed some strange fetish?

"Now that you’re here, would you like to eat something?" Chen Ze put on his headband and looked at Nyarlathotep.

"Then just something casual, my avatar is very busy." Nyarlathotep nodded.

"I want the bitterest dish you have."

Chen Ze blinked, "Huh?"

"The bitterest dish. I have never failed before, so I’ve never experienced hardship. Sigh, a life that’s too smooth is really boring." Nyarlathotep shook his head, his face full of melancholy.

Chen Ze clenched his fist; this guy is laying it on thick. I’ll give you 82 points, and the remaining 12 I’ll give in the form of a 666.