My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 381: Chapter 241: Turtle Jelly

Chen Ze’s idea was simple. He had personally felt the little girl’s sorrow, a pain that was unbearable, and most importantly, there was no resentment.

For such a little girl to bear all this was simply too much to bear, so rather than have her endure it all, it would be better to let her forget.

With this in mind, Chen Ze knew what he had to do, which was to make a dessert with the property of forgetfulness.

After all, the only thing Chen Ze could do now that might make people forget was to make a dessert that would be given random properties.

But this was, after all, a matter of probability, so Chen Ze figured he still needed to seek Lafra’s help.

Lafra was the Empress of Europa and the luckiest person Chen Ze had ever met; he hadn’t come across anyone else who could compare to Lafra so far.

"Lafra, do me a favor," Chen Ze brought Lafra with him as he went downstairs.

However, when he thought about seeing Lafra watching that anime upstairs just a moment ago, Chen Ze’s mouth twitched. He hadn’t expected Lafra to be watching that anime.

Game San Niang was an anime that focused a lot on facial expressions and was also a comedy. But Chen Ze had no idea what expression Lafra intended to bring out from it.

After all, it seemed to be all about exaggerated facial expressions, hey!

"A very powerful vampire." Xie BiAn noticed Lafra and gave her a wary glance.

As a member of the Underworld, Xie BiAn knew about many of the ghosts and monsters from the Western world, but he had always wondered why Chen Ze, an Easterner, was surrounded by Western ghosts and monsters in his restaurant.

"Hmm, unfathomable," Fan Wujiu watched Chen Ze lead Lafra into the kitchen, then turned back to look at Lei Huen, who was still crying.

Meanwhile, Betty was already fetching water again, this being the second bucket of tears. Betty didn’t know why the little girl could have so many tears; a normal person would have run out after crying so much.

It’s not like drilling a well, where water comes out with just a few random pokes.

"So, we’re going to hold hands and do it again?" Lafra’s face turned a rosy red as she looked at Chen Ze, with watery eyes.

Chen Ze took a deep breath to calm himself down since Lafra’s expression and demeanor looked like those of someone up to no good.

"Yes, I have to ask for your help," Chen Ze nodded, then took Lafra’s hand, and proceeded to make light cheesecake.

[You made ten exquisite light cheesecakes, and your dessert-making experience increased by 50 points.]

However, no special effects were triggered, which made Chen Ze somewhat doubt life. Could it be that after confirming their relationship, Lafra had been infected by his own non-luck?

"Is... Is it done?" Lafra’s face grew even redder, having Chen Ze behind her like this for a long period, as if she was completely embraced by him.

"What should we name our child if we have one?" Out of nowhere, Lafra thought of this question, and then wondered whether she, as an immortal, still had the ability to conceive a child?

"Not yet," Chen Ze shook his head, it looked like they would have to continue, not knowing when they would be able to make what they needed.

Chen Ze glanced at the restaurant. Outside, Betty was continuing to catch tears, and Lei Huen’s tears were still flowing non-stop, with no end in sight.

Chen Ze was reminded of the overwhelming sorrow he had felt before, a kind of pain so profound that it surpassed all other grief he had experienced—an agony born of a heart turned to stone. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Chen Ze was left stunned, his mind drifting to a question: Does dessert always have to be sweet? Much like this "Lei Huen," who had been brutally killed by her own father, how desperate the situation must have been for this little girl.

What must her feelings have been at the time? Clinging to what kind of sentiment did she lose her last breath, not even bearing to resent her own father?

"Dear?" Lafra looked up, concerned that Chen Ze had been silent and still for so long.

"Lafra, could you step out for a moment? I want to try making something on my own." Chen Ze tenderly patted Lafra’s shoulder, then began preparing to make another dish.

There was a dessert that, rather than calling it a dessert, Chen Ze felt it was more like a medicine: turtle jelly.

The origins of turtle jelly are quite varied. Chen Ze recalled watching a TV drama about Wong Feihung, wherein one of his disciples accidentally created turtle jelly.

However, the market now also sells a large amount of portable turtle jelly, which often comes with honey or maple syrup for consumption.

Yet, most such turtle jellies are actually made from herbal jelly powder. The genuine Chinese medicine turtle jelly requires the use of a variety of Chinese medicinal ingredients.

Ingredients such as turtle plastron, honeysuckle, and Chicken Bone Grass, to name a few. Chen Ze had never thought about making real Chinese medicine turtle jelly, but out of curiosity, he had bought some herbal jelly powder, although it shared some similarities with Herbal Jelly Powder.

Chen Ze tried making a bowl of turtle jelly, but it wasn’t acknowledged by the System, which seemed to imply that this instantly prepared jelly was not recognized as dessert.

"Please wait just a little while longer," Chen Ze said as he stepped out to speak with Fan Wujiu and Xie BiAn, who were still sitting upright in their chairs, bowing his hands in apology.

"Honored One is too courteous, waiting a bit to alleviate the sadness of Lei Huen is quite normal," Xie BiAn immediately stood up.

"Okay, I’ll be back as fast as I can." Chen Ze didn’t dwell on it and quickly ran out to the Chinese herbal medicine shop to buy the ingredients needed for the turtle jelly.

"Young man, are you going to make turtle jelly? I have glutinous rice flour and chestnut flour here." The old man with the white beard in the shop smiled, adding the items that Chen Ze was missing.

Chen Ze hurriedly thanked him, thinking the price was a bit more expensive than the supermarket, but he really didn’t feel like going there to buy it.

Then Chen Ze rushed back to the restaurant and began to prepare the turtle jelly according to the method the old man had explained.

The preparation of turtle jelly is a lengthy process, or it could be said that most traditional Chinese medicines take a long time to make, such as the crucial step of simmering the turtle plastron.

Simmering the turtle plastron isn’t a matter of boiling it down to a few bowls of liquid; it needs to be simmered for around ten hours.

Chen Ze immediately took down Hastur’s Acceleration Slab, set it to maximum efficiency, and began simmering the turtle plastron. Even so, it would still take about two and a half hours.

Chen Ze didn’t idle; he first dealt with the other herbs and also prepared the rice flour and chestnut flour.

In between, Chen Ze took a moment to check on Xie BiAn and Fan Wujiu—and of course, the little girl—who were just the same as before.

Xie BiAn and Fan Wujiu sat there, as still as statues, not moving an inch.