My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 334: Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Four: Barbecue

"There’s a type of cuisine, or rather, a method of preparation, that draws countless eyes and stirs insatiable cravings in the dead of night," Betty suddenly began speaking in a broadcaster’s tone.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, deeply skeptical whether Betty, having nothing better to do, had started creating her own entertainment.

"Slather on the oil, sprinkle with chili and cumin, and under the char of the charcoal, it transforms into the irresistible delight of the late night," Chen Ze sighed, wondering if she had been influenced by something she saw.

"Betty, what have you been watching lately?" Chen Ze asked directly, afraid Betty might continue otherwise.

"I’ve been watching ’Life on a String’ lately, Boss. When it comes to the ultimate late-night snack, it has to be barbecue, right?" Betty was brimming with excitement, wiping drool from her mouth as her eyes expressed her longing for barbecue.

"Hmm... that can indeed be said," Chen Ze couldn’t argue. When it comes to late-night snacks, nine out of ten people probably think of barbecue. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Whether it’s chives for one RMB per skewer, or ten RMB for a chicken wing, different types of barbecue conquer taste buds at food stalls.

With the recent permission to set up stalls, the number of barbecue vendors had soared. Moreover, a barbecue stall required skillful hands; if yours wasn’t tasty, you’d painfully realize that no one wanted to eat there.

Thus, those stalls that stay in business for a long time are the ones that make good food, and those with long queues have their unique secret recipes.

Chen Ze remembered a barbecue stall near his home that was incredibly popular, often attracting people to drive there just to eat. Curious, he tried it once, only to discover that their grilled chicken tendons truly tasted remarkable.

Customers never settle for mediocre. To stay in business for the long term, you can’t treat customers like fools, or else you’ll become a cautionary tale like the instant noodle snack bar.

"So, can you offer barbecue in the restaurant, Boss?" Betty looked at him with hopeful eyes, her tail wagging excitedly.

Chen Ze pinched the bridge of his nose, fundamentally opposed to the idea.

Since barbecue stalls didn’t provide Chen Ze with experience points and were also troublesome to operate, preparing the ingredients alone and then skewering them was a significant amount of work.

Furthermore, Chen Ze had no idea how to price the barbecue since all his customers were from exotic worlds, and not a single one paid in RMB.

"I... will consider it," Chen Ze said, unable to outright refuse Betty’s expectant gaze.

Delighting customers with good food was a chef’s duty, after all. So Chen Ze thought it wouldn’t be strange for his restaurant to introduce barbecue.

"Boss! Hooray!" Betty jumped around joyfully.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched again. Though he had said he’d consider it, seeing Betty’s reaction made him inexplicably annoyed. Why was that?

"But if I do make it, you must eat it all," Chen Ze added a condition while feigning indifference.

"Of course—eh?" Betty suddenly turned her head, then fell into deep thought.

She suddenly recalled the "dark dishes" that Chen Ze had made—fruity ramen, durian stewed with canned herring, creations so despairing that not even a Little Wretch Demon would touch them.

"Ahem... It has to be something that’s available on the market," Betty quickly added, or else Chen Ze might serve up some dark cuisine, and she’d find herself in a hole of her own making.

"No problem, you hold down the fort while I go buy some stuff," Chen Ze nodded and then left.

Every place has its own unique dishes for barbecue. Thanks to the convenience of modern society, Chen Ze still managed to buy everything he wanted, including some things he never imagined could be used for grilling.

Before long, Chen Ze returned to his restaurant with a huge pile of items.

As soon as he pushed open the door, Chen Ze saw Ronna Dake sitting on a chair in the restaurant with various flowers already placed on the table.

"Manager!" Ronna looked at Chen Ze happily.

"Ronna, wait a moment, I’ll make you something delicious today." Chen Ze rubbed Ronna’s little head, instantly feeling healed.

"Okay, Manager!" Ronna immediately nodded.

Chen Ze went back to the kitchen, brought out the barbecue grill, then put charcoal in it and started the fire.

Then he quickly made a pizza, put it in the oven, and started skewering the ingredients.

"Let’s see... the chicken carcasses need to be marinated first... After washing them, I can brush on the marinade," Chen Ze was skillfully handling everything.

"Next, this milk carton... I thought beef sukiyaki or Los Angeles oysters were unique enough, but I didn’t expect this to be on the list too..." Chen Ze shook his head, but still skewered it.

"Now for the sheep eyes, I need to handle them carefully..." Chen Ze kept processing these skewers.

Halfway through skewering, the oven timer rang. Chen Ze looked up, then placed the skewers on the grill, letting the chicken carcasses marinate a bit longer.

Chen Ze picked up a brush, oiled the various ingredients, then flipped them over to continue grilling. freewebnσvel.cøm

The smell of smoke and the aroma of barbecue slowly spread out from the kitchen, making Betty’s mouth water countless times.

"Betty, come in and bring the barbecue." Chen Ze clapped his hands, placed the barbecue on a nearby plate, and sprinkled some chili and cumin on it.

"Got it!" Betty immediately rushed in, her speed so fast Chen Ze suspected she had been waiting just outside the kitchen door.

"What are these..." Ronna marveled at the skewers before her, never having seen such strange dishes.

"Come on, let’s eat together." Chen Ze also sat down, eager to taste these new flavors.

"Hehe, Ronna, eat up quickly, these are barbecues, especially delicious ones." Betty sat down and picked up a skewer.

Chen Ze watched on the side, then picked out a skewer of artificial mushrooms, something he particularly enjoyed when eating barbecue.

"Whew! What is this thing?" Betty gently blew on it, curiously examining the somewhat round item in her hand.

"Sheep’s eyes," Chen Ze answered Betty’s question.

Then Chen Ze noticed that both Betty, blowing on her item, and Ronna, who had picked up a skewer of grilled beef, froze for a moment, and then quietly put down their skewers.

Chen Ze, puzzled, looked at the two of them. Although sheep’s eyes sounded scary, they were actually quite tasty, and there was nothing wrong with the beef either.