My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 369: Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Nine: If Telephone Booth

"Nobita, Doraemon, long time no see! What would you like to eat?" Chen Ze came out, smiling at the two guests.

"Manager sir! Do we still need to pay for food now?" Nobita asked excitedly.

"Nobita! I’ve told you before, the manager here isn’t affected by the phone booth!" Doraemon anxiously pulled on Nobita, knowing that Nobita was a troublemaker, but didn’t expect him to come here to try his luck.

"You don’t have to pay with money." Chen Ze looked at Nobita with a smile, as well as the anxious Blue Fatty.

"See, I told you, the phone booth would definitely work!" Nobita said proudly to Doraemon. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Eh? No way!" Doraemon looked at Chen Ze in surprise, he hadn’t expected to receive such an answer.

This restaurant, Doraemon remembered well, especially those delicious dorayaki that filled your belly so easily.

But later, Doraemon found out that the restaurant couldn’t be found via the time machine. He tried to return to this restaurant through the time machine to buy more dorayaki, only to find out that no matter how many different times he chose, the restaurant never appeared, and he never saw his own self from this timeline.

The restaurant seemed to have vanished from the entire timeline, and for this reason, Doraemon was always a bit suspicious of this restaurant.

"However, although you don’t need to pay with money, you do have to pay with something else in exchange, such as ingredients or something else." Chen Ze looked at the surprised Blue Fatty with a very happy smile, and then added another sentence.

"Huh?" Nobita was stunned, he really hadn’t expected that the phone booth wouldn’t work after all.

"Alright, what would you like to eat?" Chen Ze waved his hand, interrupting Nobita who was still in a daze.

"Then... I’ll have a curry rice!" Nobita quickly made up his mind.

"Nobita! What are you going to use to pay for the meal?" Doraemon looked at Nobita angrily, hating this kind of behavior where Nobita agreed hastily and then turned to him for help.

"Doraemon, please, I’m counting on you~" Nobita looked at Doraemon with a pitiable look.

"So annoying, I knew you would always be like this." Doraemon looked at Nobita with an exasperated look.

"Then I’ll have a dorayaki," Doraemon sighed and then sat down resignedly.

"Alright, but before that, I want to give you something to eat." Chen Ze clapped his hands and brought out two steamed zongzi from the kitchen.

"What is this?" Nobita looked at Chen Ze with curiosity, having never seen this before.

"This... looks like Huaxia’s zongzi?" Doraemon frowned and thought for a while before coming to a conclusion.

"That’s right, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, so happy Dragon Boat Festival in advance," Chen Ze explained with a smiling face.

"Thank you!" Doraemon and Nobita smiled happily and thanked Chen Ze.

Chen Ze nodded and then returned to the kitchen; he needed to start preparing the dishes for Nobita and Doraemon.

"How do we eat this, Doraemon?" Nobita looked at Doraemon, completely puzzled on how to eat it.

"Well... I remember zongzi... you have to peel off the outer leaves of the zongzi, then eat the stuffing inside," Doraemon scratched his head, peeled the zongzi, and took out the ham-stuffed zongzi.

"It’s white, looks like sticky rice," Nobita, following Doraemon’s example, peeled open the bamboo leaves and then picked up the white zongzi and took a bite.

The texture of the sticky rice, coupled with the savory taste, was so unique that Nobita couldn’t help but take another bite.

"It’s delicious!" Nobita was extremely satisfied, the taste of this zongzi was really good, it felt like eating a dessert.

"Yeah, it truly is delicious. It’s great to have zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival," Doraemon also enjoyed the zongzi very much, its taste was particularly good.

"I heard the manager say that there are many flavors of zongzi, like egg yolk zongzi, mixed nuts zongzi..." Betty joined the conversation, but she shuddered when speaking about the mixed nuts zongzi, feeling it had a rather peculiar taste.

"So many strange zongzi," Nobita said as he ate his last bite.

"I wonder if there’s a dorayaki-filled zongzi," Doraemon also looked longing, eager to try those magical zongzi.

"Betty, come in and serve the dishes," Chen Ze stretched lazily, a curry rice, and a dorayaki wasn’t too much of a challenge.

Unfortunately, this time the dorayaki didn’t trigger any special effects, it was just a better-than-average dorayaki.

"Eh? Why do I feel not so full after eating this time?" Doraemon patted his stomach, puzzled. He remembered that last time after eating one dorayaki, he would feel full and couldn’t eat anything else.

"This time’s just a regular dorayaki; those that fill you up with one bite are still very hard to make," Chen Ze clapped his hands, and served another plate of dorayaki to Doraemon.

"Wow! I’m really so blessed!" Doraemon ate the dorayaki in his hands with a look of bliss.

Chen Ze smiled and said nothing, figuring that he would have to settle the bill later anyway. The more Doraemon ate, the greater help Chen Ze could get.

If Doraemon was willing, then Chen Ze thought he might attempt to get a bit of that Multiplying Potion.

This magical item that could make things grow exponentially had long been coveted by Chen Ze.

Not to mention dripping it onto gold, Chen Ze had even once considered what would happen if he dripped the Multiplying Potion onto Earth; would the soil keep multiplying, or would Earth itself duplicate?

What if Chen Ze dripped it onto his own restaurant? Would there then be two identical Dream Restaurants on Earth?

Chen Ze was very curious, extremely curious.

"Uncle Manager’s cooking is really delicious, even better than my mom’s." Nobita rubbed his belly, the flavor of the dish was truly amazing.

Chen Ze didn’t speak; after all, this was the high-quality cuisine he had painstakingly prepared. If it couldn’t beat an average housewife’s cooking, he felt it might be better to close up shop sooner rather than later.

"So, what do you want?" Doraemon looked at Chen Ze.

"That’s... let me think..." Chen Ze hesitated for a moment. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

There were many gadgets in Doraemon’s collection, so many that Chen Ze himself couldn’t remember how many there were, but among them were a few that could destroy the world.

So it pained Chen Ze to make a choice, to decide what would be the best thing to ask for, since he desired everything from the telephone booth to the time machine.

"Can I... have all of them?"