My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 377: Chapter 237: Delivery Person from Another World

"Speaking of which, what about that hunter from yesterday? Hasn’t he shown up yet?" Chen Ze was cooking nut swordfish while pondering this question.

Chen Ze had thought that the man would bring the Chef Cat to the restaurant today so that he could learn about those magical cat dishes, but to his surprise, he hadn’t seen the customer from yesterday yet.

"Manager, pretty idle, huh." Betty yawned. Ever since Nyarlathotep left, no other customers had come in.

"I know it’s quiet." Chen Ze watched as the fish soup began to whiten and smacked his lips.

Because he hadn’t realized it was nut swordfish at first, Chen Ze hadn’t had the time to take any measures to preserve the fish. Now, one-tenth of one fish had been used, with the rest still in the fridge.

It had to be said that nut swordfish was indeed a very magical ingredient. Even without adding any seasoning, a delightful aroma could be smelled, and the soup was almost like a broth.

"Wonder what Lafra is up to." Chen Ze rested his chin in his hands, slowly stirring the fish soup with the ladle he had obtained last time.

The Negative Dark Parliament was in the throes of an argument.

"I will say it again! My slave only escaped to that disgusting city because of your smuggling operation!" a Necromancer bellowed furiously. If he had been capable of producing saliva, the Death Knight standing opposite him would probably be getting a free face wash.

"What’s it to me that your slave ran away? My team only made a little money. If you have a complaint, take it up with Hope City," the Death Knight said, unaffected, as he applied Corpse Maintenance Oil to his skin.

"You bastard, we’re both undead, and you’re still applying beauty products?" The Necromancer mocked, eyeing the Death Knight.

"What’s it to you if I apply maintenance oil? I will use whatever I want. Why don’t you look at yourself with that strong scent of abyssal flowers on you? What are you trying to do?" The Death Knight, angered, took off her helmet to reveal a pale face and long golden hair.

"Anyone who didn’t know better would think you old cad are off to The Lich Happy Hand Punch Shop! Do you even have the organ for it? You dead Necromancer!" The golden-haired Death Knight glanced sidelong at the Necromancer’s thigh.

"Do you have a death wish? Want a taste of my Disintegration Spell?" the Necromancer, poked where it hurt, raised his Magic Wand, while vast Magical Energy gathered around it.

"Have you all yelled enough?" a voice as cold and merciless as a winter chill interrupted the two who were at each other’s throats.

Looking at Stan seated at the head of the table, correcting documents, the Death Knight swallowed hard, realizing she might have gone a bit too far.

"Haha, ha ha ha~ Thank goodness I’m not the chairman anymore." Lafra walked in triumphantly, wearing a pair of red high heels.

"This is your business too," Stan shot her a glance, then added with annoyance.

The thought of this matter irritated Stan: he had meant to go to Chen Ze’s to eat Buffet’s cooking, but the whole situation with Hope City had trapped him here.

"Humph! It’s my fault your affairs went poorly, is it?" Lafra rolled her eyes but still looked over at the two undead creatures who were restlessly seated.

"Why aren’t you arguing anymore?" Lafra slowly walked over.

"I just heard you mocking the dead Necromancer, why not continue?" Lafra approached the Death Knight and laid a hand on her shoulder.

The Death Knight shuddered and hung her head low, trembling and not daring to speak.

"And you? Weren’t you about to cast a Disintegration Spell?" Lafra moved to the Necromancer’s side, whose Soul Fire stirred within him.

"Tsk, you two, how about a fight in the Bloody Colosseum?" Lafra curled her lip in disdain; these two were simply too cowardly.

"No, no, Lady Lafra," the Necromancer immediately shook his head, joking aside, only one could survive the Bloody Colosseum.

"I... I’ll also pass..." The Death Knight said with an awkward laugh, glancing at Lafra. freeweɓnøvel.com

"Tsk," Lafra shook her head; these two were just like the video she watched at Chen Ze’s place last time.

Dogs barking fiercely at each other through a fence, looking like they wanted to bite each other to death, but once the barrier was gone, they neither barked nor fought.

"Buffet," Stan suddenly spoke.

"Asking for my help is quite expensive," Lafra understood what Stan meant.

"Payment." Stan tossed a bag over, which landed in front of Lafra.

Lafra caught it and instantly knew what was inside.

"How generous of you this time, you, yes you, come with me," Lafra pointed at the Death Knight.

"Eh?" The Death Knight pointed at himself and blinked.

"Eh what? I’m going to fetch something; you bring it to Stan," Lafra said impatiently to the Death Knight. If it weren’t for the Dark Council’s ban on anyone other than Stan and Lafra using teleportation magic, she would have preferred taking the Necromancer with her. freewebnøvel.com

"So that’s why you came over?" Chen Ze couldn’t help but smile wryly at Lafra.

Although seeing his girlfriend was a very happy event, after listening to Lafra’s experience, Chen Ze felt an urge to laugh.

Glancing at the Death Knight quietly sitting in the restaurant, Chen Ze couldn’t help but smile; this was probably the other world’s first delivery guy... ah, no, delivery person.

"Anyway, you make a Buffet for Stan first," Lafra gently shook Chen Ze’s hand.

"No problem, but how do we preserve it? Buffet is cold; it can’t get too hot," Chen Ze was a bit worried; it would be quite embarrassing if it melted on the way.

"Don’t worry, the Death Knight can perform ice magic," Lafra said without a concern.

Chen Ze nodded, that made sense, he was worrying for nothing.

Then, Chen Ze began to quickly make the Buffet, basing it on Stan’s usual portion, totaling twenty servings, but taking into account Stan hadn’t eaten in a long while, Chen Ze made an extra ten servings.

"Hold these properly, don’t spill them, preserve them with ice magic, and hurry back," Lafra handed over the Buffet; these were glass cups specially prepared by Chen Ze.

When Chen Ze used to order takeout, he had considered what if he needed glass cups. He didn’t plan to give away the restaurant’s glass cups since they are very hard, so he had gone ahead and bought some ordinary ones, never thinking he’d actually put them to use now.

"Okay... okay!" The Death Knight nodded and immediately ran out, and as he closed the door, Chen Ze even heard a relieving sigh.

"Darling, what position do you prefer?" Lafra suddenly leaned into Chen Ze’s ear and whispered softly.

*Snort!*