Chapter 324: Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Four: Trembling from the Cold
Chen Ze sat on the sofa in the living room, he suddenly felt a bit nervous. After all, he had resigned from the company, but his mother probably didn’t know about it.
Moreover, Star, although a bit sharp-tongued, hadn’t told his dad about it, so now Chen Ze was unsure whether to reveal his own matter. freewebnoveℓ.com
"Mom," Chen Ze still spoke up. This thing couldn’t be hidden from his parents forever, and besides, there had to be an explanation.
"What’s wrong?" His mother’s voice sounded as calm as ever; she was busy in the kitchen.
Chen Ze knew what his mother was busy with: she was preparing the sanpie he always had to eat whenever he came back.
Sanpie is a traditional ethnic dish, generally divided into bitter sanpie and lemon sanpie. Bitter sanpie tastes more bitter, but it is said to be good for the health, clearing heat and reducing fire.
Lemon sanpie is sour, but it fits the culinary requirements better. Chen Ze always ate lemon sanpie when he came back.
Speaking of which... Chen Ze suddenly realized that he could probably introduce sanpie in his restaurant. Although he wasn’t sure if it would count towards culinary achievements, at the very least it was a unique dish.
"What is it?" His mother asked again, puzzled, bringing Chen Ze back from his thoughts.
"Ah... it’s just that... I’ve resigned," Chen Ze didn’t know what he was feeling when he spoke, but he definitely felt very nervous.
There was no change in the sound from the kitchen; his mother was still chopping things. Chen Ze could hear the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board.
"The job market hasn’t been great lately. Have you thought about what you’re going to do next?" His mother, still his mother, didn’t ask why he resigned but instead asked about his next steps right away.
"Well... actually, I’ve opened a restaurant in the city center..." Chen Ze swallowed nervously.
"Hah? A restaurant? Tell me honestly, did you go bankrupt? How much money do you owe? Has any customer complained that you’ve tried to con them or put their life in danger?" His mother immediately came out, asking with a face full of anxiety.
Um... no doubt about it, this is the real mom.
"Mom, what are you thinking? My restaurant is doing very well. How else could I give you and dad money to travel?" Chen Ze couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Here we go again.
Why did his family have so little faith that he could run a restaurant? Shivers of frustration!
"Really?" His mother still looked at Chen Ze with a skeptical eye, after all, she knew her son’s cooking skills all too well.
"Really, forget it, I’ll cook for you tonight and you’ll see," Chen Ze decided it would be simpler to just show off his cooking skills.
"Alright, let me test your culinary skills," his mother patted Chen Ze on the shoulder.
Chen Ze hesitated again but still spoke up, after all, this matter had to be addressed.
"Mom, before I tell you the next thing, please don’t think I’ve lost my mind," Chen Ze looked at his mother very seriously.
"Hmm?" His mother looked puzzled.
"It’s just that... my restaurant is a bit special... It was given to me by an old man I helped," Chen Ze decided to start from the very beginning with Pangu creating the world.
"You continue," Mom said casually as she sat down, watching Chen Ze steadily.
"...then I discovered that this restaurant isn’t quite normal, not because it has debts or anything, but because it often has customers who don’t belong to our world." Mom sat up straight, looking at Chen Ze with an unexplainable gaze.
"Like skeletons... vampires... orcs... and even characters from anime come to my restaurant to dine." Chen Ze suddenly felt a gaze on him, the look of a mother’s love fixed upon him.
"I just cook food for these guests, including dragons, elves, and succubuses... oh right, that succubus is now my waitress." Mom’s eyes were filled with even more caring intent, and Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; he felt like his mother’s expression was akin to pitying the intellectually challenged.
"And then the vampire... that is, Lafra, became my girlfriend," Chen Ze finished explaining.
"That... you’ll come with me to see your godmother this afternoon." Mom stood up with an inexplicable smile on her face.
Chen Ze couldn’t help but cover his eyes; he knew it would be like this, but on second thought, it seemed reasonable, as any parent would first think their child was mentally ill upon hearing such news.
"Mom, have you ever seen such a large gemstone?" Chen Ze took out a large gemstone from his pocket, payment from a customer.
"This..." Mom took it, then immediately determined that it was genuine.
"How did you get this?" Mom was shocked. She used to be in the jewelry business and was quite skilled at discerning gemstones and jade.
"This is the meal fee from a dragon; do you still think your son is lying to you?" Chen Ze pulled out another sapphire from his bosom.
"This..." Seeing the look of shock in Mom’s eyes, Chen Ze felt compelled to explain again, convincing his mother to accept the fact.
"So, is your safety guaranteed?" Having accepted this reality, Mom looked at Chen Ze with concern.
"Don’t worry, Mom, I’m invincible in the restaurant," boasted Chen Ze with confidence, attributing it to the formidable magic circle—his source of security.
"So your girlfriend really is a vampire?" Mom was curious, having just seen photos of a bright and adorable girl who looked nothing like the pale-skinned vampires from the movies.
"Really, the next time you and Dad come over, I can introduce you to her." Chen Ze nodded and then walked into the kitchen, picked up the cleaver, and started chopping vegetables.
"That’s good... Mom doesn’t ask for much, as long as you’re living well, have your own family and life, Mom would be content." Feeling the weight on his shoulder, Chen Ze turned back, looking at his mother’s head full of white hair, and his eyes couldn’t help but moisten.
This is his mother, after all...
"So, when do you plan to marry Lafra? How many children do you want? How can Lafra get a marriage certificate?" Watching Mom, who had started to ramble again, Chen Ze’s mouth twitched.
It was the familiar way of things, but that’s better; Chen Ze would prefer to come home to his parents’ nagging every day.
"Your knife skills are quite good, but I’m making braised pork belly; why did you cut my lemons? Out, you’re in the way," and then Chen Ze was chased out of the kitchen.
Chen Ze touched his hand, having acted completely out of habit before remembering that his mother used to cook for leaders—her culinary skills were no joke.
And so, Chen Ze watched, chin propped up, as his mother bustled in the kitchen. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"It’s over for you, Dad; you’re in trouble!" Chen Ze could tell from Mom’s expression that she was already in a bad mood.