My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 344: Chapter 204: Three Ingredients

Honey is quite a unique thing.

On one hand, honey can be mixed with water for drinking, which is quite useful for treating constipation and it also counts as a nutritional product.

Besides, it can be used as a condiment in cooking ingredients, a moderate amount of honey can serve to tenderize meat.

The oven beeped, but Chen Ze didn’t receive any notification from the System, which made him raise an eyebrow. It seems that this grilled meat was not acknowledged by the System for some reason.

"It doesn’t matter if it’s not recognized, let’s see how it tastes first," Chen Ze said, picking up his chopsticks to try a slice of the grilled meat.

Upon taking a bite, he suddenly felt a burst of brightness before his eyes; the flavor of this grilled meat was truly excellent.

The meat that looked like a stone didn’t have any special taste, but its natural flavors were thoroughly unleashed. The surface was crispy, followed by the sealed juices within.

The juices were plentiful, making Chen Ze feel as if he were eating an exploding meat slice. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Moreover, the subtle sweetness of honey was very good too, perfectly complementing the meat.

"This meat is so fantastic; why hasn’t it been acknowledged by the System?" Chen Ze sighed. He felt that if this meat could be rated, it would likely achieve an excellent grade.

"Manager, I have something to tell you. Your..." The sound of Wind Chimes rang, followed by the voice of Ainz Ooal Gown.

It was apparent that the other party was very anxious, as the sounds of the door being pushed and the voice speaking almost came simultaneously.

"What’s the matter, Mr. Momonga?" Chen Ze walked out, puzzled. Not even half an hour had passed, and Betty’s lunch break wasn’t over yet.

"Welcome to Dream Restaurant, dear guest..." To his surprise, Betty still came downstairs, somewhat out of breath.

"Uh... did I interrupt something?" Ainz Ooal Gown looked at Chen Ze, with a knowing expression on his face.

"Not at all, she was just playing games upstairs," Chen Ze rolled his eyes. There was no way he would do something unspeakable with Betty.

Besides, Betty’s flat physique really wasn’t to Chen Ze’s taste, although, of course, Lafra was different. Lafra was so cute...

Betty looked at Chen Ze, confused. She couldn’t help but feel that Chen Ze had just glanced her way and that her self-esteem had been wounded in some inexplicable manner.

"???" When I type out question marks, it’s not because there’s something wrong with me, but because I think there’s something wrong with you.

"Right! That’s it, Manager, I gave you three ingredients before, could you bring them here for me to see?" Mr. Momonga asked Chen Ze, looking somewhat anxious.

Chen Ze didn’t pay much attention and simply brought out the three ingredients.

"Right, I’ve already cut half of this meat; that’s not a problem, is it?" Chen Ze asked.

"Eh? Petrified Meat... Manager, are you all right?" Mr. Momonga looked at Chen Ze, shocked. He remembered that this stuff had a continuous petrification effect.

"I’m fine. There was a Magic Fluctuation when I was cutting it, but I handled it," Chen Ze said, waving his hand nonchalantly.

"I see..." Mr. Momonga nodded, relieved that Chen Ze’s safety was assured.

"This one is the Molten Heart; after eating it, you recover one percent of your stamina every minute... Um... It helps you recover from fatigue faster," Mr. Momonga started off smoothly but hesitated midway.

Chen Ze laughed. It seemed that Mr. Momonga still didn’t want others to know he was from a game world.

"So what about this?" Chen Ze pointed at the sunflower, which he never figured out how to eat.

What chef can cook with light! Damn it!

"This, the effects of eating this thing are..." Mr. Momonga picked up the sunflower and then saw its properties.

"Eating this will allow your mental energy to recover quickly, and it also warms the body and soul," Mr. Momonga read out all the attributes.

"Warm the body and soul... like a spa?" Chen Ze could barely hold back his urge to retort.

And the most crucial cooking method still isn’t written!

"Let’s not talk about that. Mr. Momonga, what would you like to eat today?" Chen Ze asked with a smile, looking at Mr. Momonga.

"Let me think, give me a serving of eel rice, then miso soup and a beer!" Mr. Momonga smiled happily. It’s really great here, no suppressed feelings, and you can eat your hometown’s cuisine.

"All right, please wait a moment," Chen Ze nodded and then went back to the kitchen.

And Betty considerately poured Mr. Momonga a glass of cola, although Mr. Momonga had already asked for a beer, but the complimentary was still necessary.

Because the eel rice took a bit of time, by the time Chen Ze finished all the cooking, quite some time had already passed, but Mr. Momonga was understanding since eel rice indeed takes time to make.

"Puhah~ This taste is really great, I never get tired of drinking it!" Mr. Momonga happily put down his beer glass.

"Hey, boss, did that customer from last time not come?" Mr. Momonga asked curiously.

He was still looking forward to having a companion, even if just a temporary drinking buddy, it would be a very good thing.

"No, it’s still unclear when Mr. Stan will be able to come, after all, the customers’ arrival times are random," Chen Ze replied from the kitchen.

"I see..." Mr. Momonga seemed a bit disappointed, old and alone...

Chen Ze wiped the glasses, saying nothing.

This was probably the root reason why Mr. Momonga didn’t want to go adventuring and wanted to return to his own world. After all, the absence of those gaming companions was too gloomy and lonely for him.

"Boss, boss!" Betty quietly approached.

"What’s up?" Chen Ze looked at Betty curiously.

"That is... how about having the customer try the Sorrow Sake Mr. Mephisto gave us?" Betty had an evil grin on her face.

"What grudge do you have against Mr. Momonga, and besides, that thing called Sorrow Sake is nearly pure alcohol," Chen Ze looked at Betty with blank eyes, thinking she must be up to no good.

"No, it’s just that Mr. Momonga seems quite down, and when I got drunk before, it felt like all my worries disappeared," although Betty’s words seemed normal, Chen Ze felt that was not really her point.

"Really?" Chen Ze looked doubtful, sensing something amiss. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Yes, I really think so, isn’t there a saying... drown one’s sorrows in alcohol?" Betty became more earnest.

"Although what you’re saying seems somewhat logical... but..."