My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 400: Chapter 260 Osmanthus Cake

"So, to handle the daifuku like this, the mochi skin you make will taste better," Soma Yukihira earnestly instructed Chen Ze, then took the opportunity to teach Chen Ze his own experience with making daifuku.

"Oh, I see, right, what did your dad say?" Chen Ze remembered that Soma Yukihira had taken some nut-crusted cutlassfish from him last time and wondered if he had brought Joichiro Yukihira over.

"Hehe, I told my dad I got into a car accident, and he’s taking a plane tomorrow. I’ll bring him here," Soma Yukihira said with a proud smile. He had taken a lot of nut-crusted cutlassfish, and if he didn’t bring his dad over soon, he’d feel embarrassed.

"...That’s fine too," Chen Ze was somewhat speechless but still nodded. It was okay as long as Joichiro Yukihira would come, whether he was tricked by his son or not wasn’t his business.

After sending off the mischievous Soma Yukihira, Chen Ze twisted his neck. He wasn’t sure who the next unfortunate... or fortunate guest would be to try these daifuku.

Although Chen Ze really wanted to throw them away, considering Soma Yukihira’s request, coupled with the guidance on making daifuku, he reluctantly decided to keep them. freewebnσvel.cѳm

But Chen Ze had made up his mind. As soon as the next customer ate them, then out they go, immediately!

"Manager, manager!" Betty hurried down from the second floor.

"What’s up?" Chen Ze checked his phone; it had only been over twenty minutes since Soma Yukihira had left. He wondered when Betty had gone up to the second floor.

"There was an event today, so I topped up some money," Betty looked at Chen Ze with eager eyes.

"Fine, got it. I’ll deduct it from your salary later," Chen Ze said indifferently, as he had agreed to let Betty spend money on games anyway.

After all, the account Betty was playing on was Chen Ze’s own, so in the end, it was still his own money being spent.

"But! But I topped up 648 and only got 518!" Betty was outraged.

"What happened? Was there a problem?" Chen Ze was also puzzled; he had only heard of getting extra game currency when topping up, not getting less.

"They said the event was a 20% discount, so there’s no problem!" Betty was even more infuriated, gritting her teeth, one could see she had the urge to devour the game’s planners.

Chen Ze’s lip twitched. What kind of fairy company was this? A 20% discount on top-up should mean less money charged, not a discount on the game currency.

"Forget it, they’ll probably fix it tomorrow," Chen Ze was a bit speechless too, but all they could do was wait for the game company to handle it. They couldn’t possibly really discount the game currency by 20%, could they? That would get them flamed to death.

"Mr. Manager, we’re here to eat!" the door was pushed open, and Chen Ze saw Flemea, Reinhardt and the masked man Reinhardt was carrying on his back.

"What would you like to eat today, Flemea?" Chen Ze asked with a smile, then glanced at the daifuku. Now there were three people who would suffer...

"Barbecue and beer!" Reinhardt decided immediately, pounding his chest.

"I’ll just have some sweets," Flemea smiled and picked a spot to sit down.

"I wish to die... Could you please give me a rope..." the man in the mask had an expression of utter despair.

Chen Ze’s lip twitched. What was this nonsense; when did his restaurant start collaborating with a funeral home?

"Sorry, we don’t have a dish called ’I wish to die’ here," Chen Ze could only refuse.

"Don’t listen to him, manager. This guy just got rejected by his crush," Flemea said disdainfully as she looked at her companion.

"So that’s how it is?" Chen Ze suddenly remembered a dish he had made before, being rejected by the person one has a crush on must be a really sad thing, right?

"Manager, just give Destiny a set of barbecue with beer," Reinhardt patted his companion on the shoulder.

"Sure thing." Chen Ze nodded and then returned to the kitchen to start preparing today’s dishes for the customers.

"For the daifuku... just give one for free per person, as for that masked man, make him a portion of ’sorrowful rice’." Chen Ze decided with a decisive slap to his palm, figuring out exactly what he was going to make today.

Barbecue was really not difficult, but it also didn’t give experience points, so Chen Ze made it especially quickly. Once grilled, he sprinkled cumin and chili powder over it, then had Betty take it out.

As for desserts, Chen Ze had other ideas in mind.

As everyone knows, France’s representative dessert is the macaron, and Japan’s is the daifuku, but what about Huaxia?

Chen Ze counted and really could not come up with one dessert that was most representative. It felt like each province had its own favorite dessert, but in the end, Chen Ze decided to make osmanthus cake.

The osmanthus cake has a history of over three hundred years, and there are many ways to make it, with no unified method. Nevertheless, Chen Ze found the version he intended to make.

With the help of the Acceleration Slab, Chen Ze quickly finished making the osmanthus cake, then had Betty take it out along with him.

"I’m saying... am I completely out of luck now..." Destiny looked utterly desperate, munching on barbecue and drinking Thunderbrew Lager.

"Yes." Flemea immediately nodded in agreement.

"Indeed." Reinhardt also affirmed, taking a sip of the beer.

"...I want to die, Flemea, just bite me to death." Destiny looked utterly devoid of the will to live, what on earth were his two companions thinking?

Chen Ze stood in the kitchen, glanced at Destiny, and felt a bit conflicted. Was it too much to make a ’sorrowful rice’ dish when the other person was in such a bad mood?

But Chen Ze also thought about making a good ’sorrowful rice,’ so he eventually got the ingredients out.

"Let me imagine... if it was Lafra who died..." Chen Ze closed his eyes. He concluded that the reason his last ’sorrowful rice’ wasn’t done well was that he hadn’t experienced that mindset.

Chen Ze made an effort and then put himself into that mindset. With this state of mind, he finished making the ’sorrowful rice’.

[You have made an exquisite ’sorrowful rice,’ Huaxia cuisine experience has increased by 15 points.]

Chen Ze stared blankly ahead, it took him a long time to come back to his senses. It seems that in the future he should try not to put himself in such a mindset, as it is really distressing.

"Betty, come in and serve the dish." Chen Ze clapped his hands and after a moment of thought, still took out the daifuku as well.

"Manager, what happened?" Flemea looked at Chen Ze with some concern, because Destiny was currently sobbing heavily.

"Nothing, I made a dish that evokes sadness." Chen Ze smiled and then placed the daifuku on the table.

"Dear customers, would you like to have this free daifuku? But it has some side effects."