My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 279: Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine: The New Recipe

Chen Ze yawned. The coffee jelly was ready, but it only received relatively good reviews, which was based on the fact that Chen Ze had used milk from the large milk can.

Chen Ze felt that if he hadn’t used milk from the large milk can, he could have only made a plain coffee jelly at best.

"So, where exactly did the problem lie?" Chen Ze felt a bit vexed, as he couldn’t figure out what part wasn’t quite right.

"Maybe it’s the coffee?" Chen Ze stroked his chin, feeling that it was very possible.

After all, Chen Ze hadn’t handcrafted the coffee with a machine; instead, he chose instant coffee, naturally from Nestlé.

Although the taste of instant coffee wasn’t bad, it probably couldn’t compare with that of proper coffee beans.

"Looks like I’ll need to buy a coffee machine later." Chen Ze took out his phone to look, but there was no signal. Momonga-san hadn’t left, which was to be expected.

"Boss, um... I’d like to pay now..." Momonga-san stood up unsteadily; the alcohol content in the drink was stronger than he had anticipated.

"Sure, Momonga-san. Will you be paying with the potion from last time?" Chen Ze came out with a cheerful smile. What could be happier than collecting money?

"Um... the potion... Boss, were you satisfied with that bottle of potion?" Momonga-san shook his head; the drink indeed went to his head.

"Haven’t used it yet, but I hope to never need it," Chen Ze waved his hand. If he needed that potion, it would mean there was an issue with his health.

Chen Ze thought it was better not to fall ill at all rather than be sick.

"So, what would you like then?" Momonga-san lifted his head, and Chen Ze, for some reason, thought Momonga-san seemed to have a red face?

How could a skeleton’s face turn red, Chen Ze thought. Skeletons don’t have the ability to blush, right? But recalling the animation effect he had obtained, Chen Ze wasn’t too sure anymore.

"Do you have a recipe?" Chen Ze remembered Momonga-san was a gamer, and in many games, there are life professions like a chef.

If he could get a recipe like that of the delicious wyvern, it would be a real bargain, but it would still require Momonga-san to provide the ingredients.

"A recipe..." Momonga-san fell into thought, recalling that he indeed obtained a recipe at one point.

It was during a gaming event where Momonga-san spent half a month’s salary to get the final prize, but he also got some random items, including a recipe.

"I remember it’s in here." Momonga-san reached into the Magic Space and pulled out a piece of paper, handing it to Chen Ze.

Chen Ze took a glance, and it was in Japanese. Despite being mixed with Chinese characters, Chen Ze still couldn’t understand it because this was a bit tricky to handle.

Arcane Fool... oh no, wisdom, allows Chen Ze to communicate with all intelligent beings, but it doesn’t enable him to understand text.

Moreover, some of the Chinese characters used in Japanese significantly differ from the standard Chinese characters; for example, the character for ’hua’ in ’culture’ doesn’t slant downward on the right in Japanese.

Writing it incorrectly could cost points. Chen Ze remembered a classmate who had taught himself Japanese after graduating from college and complained about this when taking a Japanese proficiency test.

Despite knowing authentic Chinese, he had to write it incorrectly, or he would lose points, so he had to write it as required to pass the test.

"Could you help me with this, Momonga-san?" Chen Ze was somewhat speechless, realizing he had to ask Lafra for help. Otherwise, future unknown recipes would be troublesome, wouldn’t they?

"Eh? Boss, you don’t understand Japanese? But I heard you speak it so fluently," Momonga-san looked surprised at Chen Ze, but he still took the recipe and started to explain it to Chen Ze.

Chen Ze took down notes in his notebook.

Snowfall Fruit Jam

Three winterberries, peeled and mashed into a pulp, mixed with Black Cat Grass and Golden Hair Leaf, and ground into a paste.

Snowfall Fruit Jam can remove greasiness while maximally retaining the texture of fatty meat; when used in cooking, it can enhance the deliciousness of meat.

"...?" Chen Ze was utterly confused. What kind of fairy-tale recipe was this?

Black Cat Grass and Golden Hair Leaf? Chen Ze couldn’t help but think that the game’s development team must be made up of cat and dog lovers.

Black Cat Grass—if you put the word ’grass’ in front, it has a completely different meaning.

Speaking of black cats, Chen Ze was reminded of the black cat from "My Little Sister Can’t Be This Cute".

As for the Golden Hair, there’s no need to mention it; Chen Ze’s parents even have a Golden Retriever at home. freēwebnovel.com

"I remember... I have these things too?" Momonga-san reached into the Magic Space again.

When he won the lottery, these inexplicable ingredients were among the prizes. Although very rare and high grade, Momonga-san didn’t know how to use them but still kept them.

Chen Ze was somewhat looking forward to it; he had no idea what the taste of Snowfall Fruit Jam would be like, but given its effects, he thought it must be something excellent.

Fatty meat is greasy, and it’s okay in small bites, but eating too much can really make you sick, so Chen Ze seldom ate fatty meat.

"These are... uhm... ingredients, you... got them." Momonga-san steadied himself and then staggered out the door.

Chen Ze picked up a winterberry, which was a bit like passion fruit, but softer and bigger.

Betty began to tidy up the bowls and chopsticks, while Chen Ze returned to the kitchen, cut open the winterberry with a fruit knife, and then peeled off the outer skin.

Chen Ze sniffed it; it had no smell, none of the fragrance typical of fruits.

But Chen Ze didn’t mind and took out a pestle to start grinding it.

The winterberry spread was a purple-red color, which looked very pretty. After grinding it into a paste, he placed the bowl aside.

Next was the addition of Black Cat Grass and Golden Hair Leaf.

Chen Ze held the two items with a weird expression. The Black Cat Grass was indeed Black Cat Grass; Chen Ze recognized it instantly—it was the black cat from "My Little Sister Can’t Be This Cute", only shaped like grass.

Chen Ze figured it was some sort of cross-promotional product but still felt conflicted.

After all, seeing the lively, emotive black cat grass, Chen Ze really didn’t have the heart to grind it into a paste.

The Golden Hair Leaf was just a golden leaf, which didn’t give Chen Ze any moral dilemma.

"Forget it... If worse comes to worst, I’ll just buy another figurine next time." Chen Ze took a deep breath, then tossed the Black Cat Grass into the mix and continued grinding.

As he ground the ingredients, Chen Ze pondered how to use the Snowfall Fruit Jam, especially since its application was quite clear, and then he remembered a famous dish known far and wide.

Beijing Roast Duck.