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My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 343 - Two Hundred and Three: The Most Primitive Cooking
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Chapter 343: Chapter Two Hundred and Three: The Most Primitive Cooking

"Boss, it seems that there are also fewer customers today," Betty said expectantly as she looked at Chen Ze, her little tail swaying from side to side.

"Yeah, pretty few," Chen Ze nodded and then continued to look down at his phone, where he was searching for recipes online.

There’s a saying that three cobblers with their wits combined equal Zhuge Liang, and cooking is the same. Chen Ze wanted to learn from other cuisines to perfect his Baozi, which he made without looking at them.

Looking at Chen Ze’s reply, Betty bit her lip unwillingly, then sneaked a little closer.

"Uh, Boss, I don’t have a phone. What time is it now?" Betty forced a smile, and Chen Ze could tell at a glance that she definitely had something up her sleeve.

"Now? Let me check." Chen Ze gave Betty a puzzled look and then looked down at his phone.

"It’s noon, twelve o’...," Chen Ze said, looking at the phone and immediately understanding what Betty was up to.

"Alright, it’s noon, and since there are no customers anyway, you might as well take a lunch break," Chen Ze rolled his eyes.

"Long live the Boss," Betty cheered and then ran upstairs. Before long, Chen Ze heard his computer starting up.

"Just as this silly Succubus goes up to rest, I should take care of my own things," Chen Ze stretched lazily, then opened the freezer and took out the ingredients left by Ainz Ooal Gown from the last time.

Last time, after getting drunk, Ainz Ooal Gown left behind three ingredients. Although he said so, Chen Ze couldn’t understand what they were at all.

If Ainz Ooal Gown hadn’t said they were ingredients, anyone else might convince Chen Ze they were exhibits at an art show.

"The heart is okay... but I’m not really familiar with cooking heart, so let’s put that aside," Chen Ze set aside the heart, skipped over the Sunflower, and picked up the object that looked like a rock.

It felt just like stone to the touch, hard, cold, and chillingly icy, but it was indeed classified as an ingredient.

Chen Ze picked up the stone, which was the size of a brick, placed it on the cutting board, and gently cut down with a kitchen knife.

It wasn’t as difficult as he had imagined, the stone was smoothly cut by Chen Ze, the smoothness making him wonder if he was cutting tofu instead.

But the next moment, Chen Ze realized something wasn’t right; a strange Magic Fluctuation emanated from the stone, which was immediately crushed by the Magic Circle.

"What’s this?" Chen Ze blinked in confusion.

"Damn it!" Ainz Ooal Gown fiercely slapped the chair, suddenly remembering the time he had given the restaurant owner three ingredients as payment for drinks at that magical restaurant.

"Lord Ainz... what’s wrong?" Nabe immediately asked a question while cautiously observing the surroundings.

"It’s nothing, Nabe," Ainz Ooal Gown shook his head and then silently drummed his fingers on the table.

Although the three ingredients were rated as epicurean, they were simply bonus gifts from a prior lottery event.

"I remember... one was the Undying Sunflower... there was also a Molten Heart, and the last one was Petrified Meat, right?" Ainz Ooal Gown rubbed his head. He had always kept these items in his Magic Space and never really took them out, and now he seemed to forget their specific uses.

However, Ainz Ooal Gown remembered one thing, the ingredient called Petrified Meat. Although the description said it was an incomparably delicious meat, the cooking process faced a debuff of continuous petrification.

"Nabe, I’ll be stepping out for a bit. Stay put and keep in touch with the Great Tomb," Ainz Ooal Gown was getting restless. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

The amazing restaurant was the best place for him to relax since he came to this world, with its delicious miso soup, unagi don, and even beer.

It was truly a respite in life, and additionally, he didn’t have to disguise himself as the Supreme One there, even though he was actually just an office worker...

A flash of light passed over Ainz Ooal Gown, forcibly calming his emotions.

"Tch, just when I was thinking about having a drink with that guest," Ainz Ooal Gown shook his head and then teleported away. He wanted to go check out that restaurant.

Maybe have some beer again, and then some skewers, although he wasn’t sure if that guest would be there.

Meanwhile, Chen Ze was still cutting meat in the kitchen. Although a burst of Magic Fluctuation had emerged at first, it was no match for the suppression by the restaurant’s Magic Circle.

"But the color of this meat is really good-looking," Chen Ze exclaimed.

The meat in front of him, although appearing stony on the outside, had an internal marbling and color that looked extraordinarily beautiful, much like the most gorgeous rose.

And during the slicing process, Chen Ze could even smell a delightful meaty aroma.

When selecting meat, Chen Ze typically gave it a sniff—partly to prevent choosing poor quality meat, and partly to determine its freshness.

A seasoned chef could tell the quality of the meat just by its color and aroma.

Take pork for example, fresh pork has a red hue in the right places, and the fat is tender and white as snow.

But if slightly spoiled, the color will start to yellow, and such meat is definitely inedible—eating it would surely lead to stomach upset.

For cured meats like ham, you could also stick a needle in and smell the aroma to judge its quality.

Although Chen Ze was a self-taught chef, he at least had some experience. Plus, with what he learned from culinary school, Chen Ze could now judge the quality of meat by its aroma as well.

"The aroma is so enticing... It must be quite a rare ingredient. So, how should I prepare it?" Looking at the half-sliced meat, Chen Ze felt conflicted.

As a chef, Chen Ze was quite fortunate to encounter so many ingredients, but this also meant that he had to decide on his own how best to cook them.

"Then let’s grill it," Chen Ze finally decided.

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But Chen Ze was still worried. Although grilling meat is a simple and rustic way of cooking, now that he had cut the meat, he would have to change the grilling method.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Ze took out the honey that a guest had given him last time and smeared it over the meat.

Next, Chen Ze put the meat into the oven to roast, and now all that was left was to wait for the results.

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