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My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 253 - One Hundred and Thirteen: Iceberg Fresh Mountain
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Chapter 253: Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen: Iceberg Fresh Mountain

"Are you sure you got this thing from the manager?" Lindsay asked Betty skeptically—the object seemed to have nothing to do with games.

"Yeah, I asked the manager for the game cartridge at noon, and he told me to fetch it myself. But unexpectedly, he moved its original spot," Betty pouted, as she had been looking forward to playing Mario today.

"Betty is always so Betty~" Lindsay laughed heartily before looking up at the projected image.

"Do you feel anything?" Lindsay turned and asked.

"Huh? No, what happened?" Betty looked around, feeling fine except for a slight stomachache—she’d need to visit the restroom soon.

"Nothing." Lindsay frowned; she could confirm that there was indeed a curse within the plate, but after looking at these meaningless things, the curse hadn’t taken effect yet.

That left Lindsay a bit disappointed; even the weakest devil couldn’t mess up a curse like this.

"Sigh, this is so dull. Lindsay, give me back the videotape; I need to return it to the manager tomorrow," Betty rubbed her stomach as she retrieved the tape.

"Betty, have you learned to cook anything?" Lindsay turned back to the computer screen, ready to finish the second major level today.

She would definitely scare those humans out of their wits!

"Burgers, hmm... I’ll make one for you later; I have to go now," Betty clutched her belly, twisting uncomfortably.

A stomachache was like this, especially when wanting to go to the toilet and someone stops you—every word is torture on your muscles.

If she accidentally... Betty shivered at the thought; she might as well die than have that happen. freёwebnovel.com

Chen Ze yawned; Kayako had died very quickly. With a snap of his fingers, he had killed her.

However, Chen Ze was somewhat annoyed because it seemed that Kayako was also an avatar, meaning she might still come to his restaurant to bring him "warmth" in the future.

"I wonder what Lafra is up to." Chen Ze rubbed his eyes and lay down in bed; lately, Lafra seemed to be very busy.

It always gave Chen Ze a sense of inverted roles, as he should be the one working outside by tradition, but why did it feel like he had become a house husband now?

Chen Ze shook his head, dismissing the thought; otherwise, he felt he might not be able to sleep tonight.

The next morning, Chen Ze woke up especially early. After a quick wash, he went to open the door.

"Manager, I’m sorry I wanted to come earlier, but I ran into some problems." As Chen Zhe had just returned to the kitchen, he heard the sound of wind chimes and a familiar voice.

"Liu Maoxing?!" Chen Ze looked at Liu Maoxing with surprise; he had thought it might be a while before he saw him again, but there he was so soon.

"Liu Maoxing, is this the chef you mentioned who made a dish similar to mine?" A tall man entered, and Chen Zhe recognized him immediately by his hair and eye color.

"Yes, Ryan, this manager is also a chef; it was he who made a dish nearly identical to your Fierce Ice Fresh Dorado Mountain," Liu Maoxing nodded and stepped in.

"Is that waitress not here today?" Liu Maoxing and Ryan took their seats looking around curiously.

"Betty hasn’t arrived yet today; it will probably take a while longer," Chen Ze checked his phone—it wasn’t even nine o’clock so Liu Maoxing and Ryan had arrived quite early.

"Let me see," Ryan stood up, and Chen Ze was startled. Why did that line sound so familiar?

"Let me see," Ryan, seeing Chen Ze shivering, repeated.

"Brother Jie, no... ah, sorry, please follow me." Chen Ze shook his head violently. Damn it, it must have been from watching videos before bed.

Ryan didn’t speak; he just followed Chen Ze into the kitchen and then picked up Chen Ze’s kitchen knife to take a look.

"What a great knife, unbelievably sharp," Ryan admired the kitchen knife. If he had a knife like this, that would be even better.

"Chef Ryan, take a look," Chen Ze cautiously took out the first Ice Fish that he hadn’t finished cutting from the fridge. He could finish it today.

"Good fish, it’s been frozen for so long, but it’s still very elastic, and the taste is also very fresh. It’s just that..." Ryan stroked the Ice Fish appreciatively, then frowned at the cut surface of the fish.

"Is this how you cut fish? It’s a complete waste!" Ryan trembled with anger. Such a good fish, and Liu Maoxing had said that it tasted amazing.

But the knife skills were simply an eyesore; Ryan could hardly bear to watch.

Chen Ze scratched his head awkwardly; he knew his knife skills were inferior, especially since Liu Maoxing had already pointed it out once.

"Stop scratching your head. Go wash your hands after that. A chef must be very particular about cleanliness," Ryan glanced at Chen Ze and then picked up the kitchen knife. He planned to make a Fierce Ice Fresh Dorado Mountain for Chen Ze.

"Chef Ryan, wait!" Chen Ze quickly stopped Ryan, then took an ice knife out from the cupboard.

"Ice knife? You’ve got the right idea... Doesn’t it freeze your hand?" Ryan was genuinely surprised. His own Northern Celestial Wolf Blade wasn’t like that.

Chen Ze nodded and then went to wash his hands. Every time he scratched his head, Chen Ze would wash his hands, but it seemed that he needed to be even more careful next time.

"Watch carefully. Because of Liu Maoxing, and your fish, I’m making this especially for you. How much you learn is up to you," Ryan said, glancing at Chen Ze, then took the ice knife in hand.

Chen Ze quickly turned on the video recording mode on his phone, then watched Ryan’s every move without blinking.

It had to be said, Ryan’s culinary skills were truly remarkable. The complete Iceberg Fresh Mountain really achieved the effect seen in the animations.

"Come, try it," Ryan lifted the Iceberg Fresh Mountain out and also brought three dipping dishes, his special concoction.

Chen Ze looked at the scene before him, feeling a sense of déjà vu. Usually, at this time, someone with a built-in ’gourmet radar’ would show up uninvited...

"Manager, I was telling you, where did you put the game cartridge yesterd... eh?" Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, then he looked at the Iceberg Fresh Mountain in front of him. This dish was made by Ryan—surely Betty wasn’t actually equipped with a ’gourmet radar.’

"Mr. Liu Maoxing, welcome to the Dream Restaurant~" Betty grinned at Liu Maoxing, then turned to Chen Ze.

"Manager~" Seeing Betty’s tail wagging furiously, Chen Ze sighed.

"Come and eat."

"Long live the manager!"

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