My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 311: Chapter 171 Pizza

Chen Ze watched the inquisitive little girl before him, feeling that her name seemed somewhat familiar.

Yet, he couldn’t recall where he had heard the name, and due to the guest from another world, he was unable to connect to the internet on his phone.

"Otherwise, I could’ve searched the name online. It’s a shame I can’t do it now," Chen Ze shook his head, a bit disappointed.

For young people today, a phone without internet is like a brick, only with a connection can they enjoy the happy life online.

Chen Ze used to be the same, going home after work, eating something casually while looking at his phone, and even in bed.

He would always feel sleepy like a dog at noon, thinking he must sleep early that night, by ten-thirty.

Then he’d look at his phone in bed, and before he knew it, it was past midnight.

So Chen Ze was quite satisfied with the restaurant he had inherited, his only regret being the absence of the internet when customers arrived.

"This is the Dream Restaurant, a place... where all kinds of delicacies are served," Betty said with a smile, fond of children, as she answered Ronna’s question.

"A place that serves delicacies... does that mean bread and clean water?" Ronna’s eyes lit up instantly as she looked expectantly at Betty.

Chen Ze paused, having realized from the girl’s clothes that she must be quite poor.

The patched clothing was conspicuous, and he noticed, also sensing that the girl seemed a bit malnourished.

But Chen Ze never expected that her idea of a delicacy would be just bread and clean water.

"No, Mr. Manager can make really delicious food, including meat and fish," Betty also paused, but then quickly replied.

"Fish... meat..." Ronna swallowed hard, her small hand clutching her worn clothes.

Ronna Dake used to be a child of a wealthy family but was now poor. freёwebnovel.com

As a poor family’s child, the most delicious food she had ever eaten was a piece of bread with a little oil on it, given by her mother on her birthday.

The fragrant oil and the coarse black bread were always so delicious; even more so if paired with some wild vegetables.

Life used to be better though.

Her family’s days were manageable until the day the nobles increased the taxes, and life became even more strained.

"Daddy’s not hungry, Mommy’s not hungry, you eat," Ronna hung her head, not touching the only slice of black bread on the table, under her parents’ caring gaze.

She wasn’t foolish!

That morning she had seen her father take a big gulp of water with a bucket and then go off to farm with a bulging belly.

And her mother’s hands, blistered from toil, all for a bit of food!

Life shouldn’t have been like this; her family had their own land, her father a respectable job, and a stable income.

It was all because of those damned Burgundians. Because of them, she and her parents were hungry, and the village they lived in had been attacked by those damned people several times!

"Um... I’m sorry... I don’t have money to eat..." Ronna Dake shook her head before turning to flee from the upscale restaurant.

"Do you know any handcrafts? You can work for food," Chen Ze stepped forward.

"That... I can make flowers, my mom taught me... as well as sew clothes, and farm..." Ronna earnestly looked at Chen Ze, her big eyes steadily gazing into Chen Ze’s.

"Then make some flowers. Next time you come to the restaurant, bring your crafted flowers to pay for this meal," Chen Ze decided resolutely.

"Don’t you want to see my flowers first?" Ronna hesitated.

"No need, I trust your craftsmanship," Chen Ze said with a smile, turning around to head back to the kitchen to prepare some food for Ronna.

Guided by Betty, Ronna sat down cautiously on the chair, her gaze nervously sweeping around the room.

This chair... and these transparent utensils... they looked like they were meant for entertaining high-class nobility.

Ronna couldn’t help but stand up again, her gaze helplessly roaming.

"Guest, is there anything you need help with?" Betty approached with curiosity, pouring Ronna a glass of lemon water.

"I am so sorry! May I have a rag or something... I..." Ronna said, her head bowed in embarrassment. She didn’t dare sit on the chair; what if she dirtied it?

"It’s okay, just sit down and relax," Betty gently persuaded Ronna to sit back down.

Betty of course understood what Ronna meant, and this made her feel even more sympathetic toward the child.

Ronna swallowed hard. She understood that the owner of the restaurant was a kind person, willing to exchange food for her crafted flowers.

In the village, many children could craft flowers even more beautiful than hers!

But one still starved to death; hunger and cold claimed her and her family permanently last winter.

Chen Ze stood in the kitchen, pondering what food to prepare for the young girl.

"Feeding just her might be enough, but she has a family... Her family’s situation probably isn’t good either," Chen Ze hesitated. If he assumed her parents were also exceptionally poor,

then he would need to prepare food with high caloric value and sufficient portions. Thinking about that...

Chen Ze suddenly remembered a famous Western fast food that rivals the popularity of burgers—pizza.

Simple, quick to make, and calorie-dense due to its ingredients, it typically tastes rather good too.

Pizza is a common fast food in Western countries, so after some hesitation, Chen Ze decided to make one.

"But the method is so simple, it probably doesn’t count as cooking, right?" Chen Ze tied his apron and chuckled while holding the dough.

Just like burgers, which the System seemingly doesn’t acknowledge as cooking, Chen Ze figured pizza was likely the same.

Pizza is particularly simple to make, especially the more homestyle versions. Chen Ze prepared a large, thick pizza dough and began to top it with ingredients.

After adding some sauce, he could put it straight into the oven to bake.

Chen Ze set the timer and then took up a book to continue reading, which was a leisurely pastime he had come up with.

After all, sometimes when customers don’t come for a long time, Chen Ze needs to find something to entertain himself.

So Chen Ze started reading books, including cookbooks and culinary literature, which also helped pass the time.