My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 340: Two hundred Chapters of Battle Nation’s Cuisine

Significant progress had been made in the research of the "Dog Ignoring" baozi, but Chen Ze was still unclear about how to tackle this problem, considering that meeting the standards for edible film wasn’t a simple task.

"Going bald here..." Chen Ze sat in his chair, a bit troubled. He thought about it for a while, but still couldn’t figure out what to use to wrap the aspic.

"Manager, I’m here." Betty hopped in cheerfully, clearly in a good mood.

"Mhm, okay." Chen Ze nodded but didn’t get up, still pondering how to make the "Dog Ignoring" baozi.

"Eh?" Betty glanced at Chen Ze curiously, wanting to say something but hesitated.

"What’s up?" Chen Ze asked, puzzled by the look she was giving him.

"It’s just that... Manager~ Hehe~ Is there any breakfast?" Betty looked at Chen Ze with hopeful eyes.

She was reminded of the breakfast items Chen Ze made, whether it was the thin-skinned buns or the crab roe soup dumplings, they were all incredibly delicious food.

And Betty thought that such food was very fitting for breakfast, especially if accompanied by a serving of beef soup, which would be even better.

"Breakfast? Sure, how about trying something from the Battle Nation’s cuisine?" Chen Ze said with a smile, watching Betty’s reaction.

"Battle Nation?" Betty blinked, she had heard the name before, supposedly referring to people who swim in winter and can even scare off bears.

However, Betty was puzzled why Chen Ze suddenly asked if she wanted to try the Battle Nation’s cuisine.

"Right, eat or not? If you don’t, I’m too lazy to make breakfast," Chen Ze sprawled back in his chair, with the look of a salted fish.

"Um... Eat!" Betty rubbed her stomach, feeling hungry again.

"Alright then, go upstairs and change," Chen Ze said with a smile, nodding as long as Betty agreed.

Watching Betty, puzzled, head upstairs, Chen Ze couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

As everyone knows, the United Kingdom is a country where food is typically hard to enjoy, with a variety of strange dark cuisines also fairly common, although the locals often eat fish and chips.

What? You think what I eat is too monotonous?

Okay, then today let’s have mashed potatoes and fried fish.

The meals in the UK have caused many international students to complain bitterly, who say that only "Lao Gan Ma" can save their Huaxia stomachs.

Before, one could also buy cheap pork trotters to eat, but now the British have also discovered the deliciousness of pork trotters, thanks to some bastard who let the secret out.

Even living in a nation that could be labeled a food desert, the British still concede when it comes to cuisine from the Battle Nation.

Russian cuisine generally stands out for three characteristics: sour, salty, and greasy.

Of course, there are also overly sweet desserts. If you go to Russia, remember not to bring back local desserts as gifts for your friends, as very few can actually finish them.

Chen Ze remembered when he was looking up recipes, he stumbled upon a Slavic dish called "salo." It had an exceptionally simple and crude preparation, and its way of eating made Chen Ze apprehensive.

To put it simply, "salo" is made by taking an entire slab of raw pork fat, seasoning it with various spices, then freezing it well before it can be sliced and eaten directly.

This was nothing special; the best way to eat it was to spread some butter on it to truly experience what "oily" means... the world.

"Hehe... I didn’t expect that the stuff I bought before would actually come in handy one day." Chen Ze chuckled, then took a bag of pickles out of the refrigerator.

These were not ordinary pickles. The biggest difference between them and the pickles from the Northeast region of Huaxia was that these were Russian pickles.

Chen Ze had bought two bags, tasted a bit from the first, and upon taking a bite, his mouth puckered so much that Chen Ze questioned his life and deeply reconsidered his understanding of sourness.

Chen Ze sliced the pickles with a sneer, placed them on the table, baked some bread in the oven, and poured a bowl of salt.

"Oh, there’s also this..." Chen Ze took something else out of the refrigerator – a bag of traditional Russian smoked and salted dried fish that came as a freebie when he bought the pickles.

"Boss~ Wow, this looks so lavish!" Betty immediately rushed in, her hair still a bit damp.

"Hmm, come have breakfast, I’ll show you how to eat it." Chen Ze sat down.

"You dip the bread in the salt, then you can add some pickles, and after that, some fish to eat it all together," Chen Ze explained briefly and then started to leisurely pick up slices of pickle.

As Chen Ze expected, Betty quickly tore off a piece of bread, piled several slices of pickle onto it, grabbed a large amount of fish with her chopsticks, dipped it all in a bit of salt, and ate it.

"!" Betty clutched at her throat in shock, at a loss for words to describe the taste.

The intense saltiness, paired with the sour taste that made her question whether she’d been possessed by a devil, blended together completely. For a moment, Betty wondered if Chen Ze was trying to poison her.

"How does it feel?" Chen Ze put away the food without any intention of eating it himself, since he had already tried a little before.

"I feel like I’ll never be happy again..." Betty gargled with cola several times but still felt a bit salty.

"Hahaha, this is Battle Nation cuisine," Chen Ze’s mood brightened considerably.

Chen Ze then took out a small notebook from his pocket and made a mark in it.

Betty immediately had a bad feeling. She stood up, leaned in, and took a glance.

"What are you doing?" Chen Ze put it away quickly, but Betty still managed to see the content.

"December 26, 2019, my foolish waitress overwrote my Sun and Moon game save, revenge noted."

"That... Boss, you..." Betty suddenly felt very conflicted and didn’t know how to describe her feelings.

"After all, that was a save I had played for a long time, and it had many Shiny Pokémon in it. Not strange, right?" Chen Ze’s smile was very amiable. freewebnσvel.cѳm

"And now I don’t have that much time to play again, so I definitely won’t forgive you. You understand, right?" Chen Ze’s smile grew even more radiant.

Only by working did he realize that there really wasn’t as much time to play games, and Chen Ze’s Switch had been collecting dust for a while.

"Hey, don’t be so panicked. After all, I’m not some devil, and there’s nothing more after that one," Chen Ze patted Betty on the shoulder, then turned back to continue studying his Goubuli buns.

But Betty couldn’t help swallowing hard, feeling her devilish life growing darker.

If she hadn’t seen wrong just now, the entry Chen Ze crossed out was only at the very beginning of his notebook...