Free Web NovelChapter 419: Chapter Two Hundred Seventy-Nine: Black Hair... Huh? Glasses
"This is the best cuisine I’ve ever had, meow!" Meowth patted its belly and lay back on the chair, not wanting to move at all. It had finished the entire bowl of sauerkraut fish and drank half of the soup. In fact, if it weren’t for the fact that it was too full to drink any more, it even intended to finish it all.
"Meowth, I think... *burp*... I now understand why Ash keeps coming to this restaurant." James was also very satisfied, feeling that the curry pork chop rice he had was better than any cuisine he had ever tasted, and paired with that bowl of chicken soup, it was even more comforting and helped cut through the richness of the curry.
"I propose that from now on, this be our Team Rocket’s team-building restaurant!" Musashi said joyfully. The restaurant suited her taste perfectly—the unprecedented iced sea chestnut rice was so delicious it was hard to resist.
Chen Ze almost tripped and fell in the kitchen. Team Rocket’s team-building restaurant? Are you trying to work me to death?
Chen Ze was very clear about how enormous an organization Team Rocket was, with countless grunts, and a bunch of executives, and then there was Boss Sakaki. If they all came to his restaurant to eat, it would be packed, and he might have to queue all day.
"Musashi, what are you thinking? If we turned this place into Team Rocket’s team-building restaurant, then we wouldn’t be able to eat here all the time, not to mention the place is quite small to begin with." Fortunately, before Chen Ze could come out to stop them, James had already stepped forward to speak, easing Chen Ze’s worry.
That also gave Chen Ze a sigh of relief. In fact, if Sakaki and the trio came over, Chen Ze wouldn’t mind too much, although these people were villains, they were certainly no match for Ash.
Besides, if Sakaki came over, Chen Ze might be able to get some things he wanted from him, as it shouldn’t be too difficult to ask for an Elf from the boss of Team Rocket.
"Manager, we’d like to settle the bill," James called out.
"Certainly, dear customers. However, our establishment does not accept currency. You may choose to pay with goods or Pokémon instead," Chen Ze said with a smile as he walked out.
"Eh? There’s such a restaurant?" Musashi was a bit confused; she was accustomed to paying for food with money and had never encountered a restaurant that didn’t take it.
"There is such a one, meow! In the world of Pokémon, you don’t need money, meow!" Meowth stood up and strongly supported Chen Ze.
"Well then, manager, do you think this will do?" James hesitated for a moment but, encouraged by Meowth’s words, took out a strange pair of glasses from his pocket.
"What’s this?" Chen Ze took the glasses with curiosity, thinking about glasses. He had quite a few pairs already, and not to mention he had recently acquired a Divine Artifact for obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"These are Black Glasses. Although we’re not sure what they’re for, they are definitely something magical!" James’s statement left Chen Ze somewhat speechless; this was the first time he received something that even the giver didn’t know the use for.
"Hmm, alright then, welcome to come again next time," Chen Ze nodded, accepting the glasses. After all, he couldn’t very well just have them leave Meowth behind, could he?
After seeing Team Rocket off, Chen Ze tried on the Black Glasses and looked around. There was no strange reaction; they seemed like ordinary glasses, and since they were not prescription lenses, they caused no problem for the non-nearsighted Chen Ze when worn.
"Speaking of which, I remember in the Jewel Generation, there was a male NPC who seemed to be looking for these Black Glasses...what exactly is wrong here?" Chen Ze was puzzled but still slipped the glasses into his pocket, figuring he might find their use eventually.
He had almost forgotten what those black glasses were for, and besides, Team Rocket didn’t seem to be in that area anymore, so it probably wasn’t those black glasses.
Chen Ze returned to the kitchen and immediately started to prepare lunch for Lafra and himself. Soon, he had cooked up a sumptuous spread.
"Lafra, sorry for the wait, I was attending to the customers," Chen Ze called Lafra down from the second floor.
"It’s okay, I know you’re busy. Besides, I was playing games," Lafra replied gently, which caught Chen Ze off guard.
Speaking of which, this transformation from a haughty queen before dating to a tender and gentle one after, reminded him of what character again? Chen Ze just couldn’t remember.
After finishing lunch with Lafra and Betty, Chen Ze lay back in his chair and turned into a salted fish, lamenting the unpredictability of customer flow in his restaurant.
Chen Ze twisted his neck, thought about whether there were any ingredients he was running short of recently, told Betty to watch the shop, and then went out to buy groceries.
Chen Ze yawned and sat in the taxi, watching the relentless rain that had been falling for almost a week. He planned to go to the lamb wholesale market to buy some lamb tails to stock up, as some dishes still required them.
Moreover, lamb tails were also the best choice for flavoring hotpot.
Upon arriving at the lamb wholesale market, Chen Ze put on his mask and walked in, but this time did not see the vendor who had sold him goods last time.
"Ah, this is troublesome, looks like I have to find another good shop," Chen Ze sighed and found another vendor. After some bargaining, just as he was about to make the purchase, he suddenly felt the glasses in his pocket. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
How did I bring this thing out?
Chen Ze was a bit confused, but he put on the glasses without much thought, and then took a look around. Soon, Chen Ze noticed something very wrong—why did there appear to be a sickness alert on the lamb tails in front of him?
"Are you sure these lamb tails are fresh?" Chen Ze questioned, because after taking off the glasses, the sickness alert was gone.
"Of course they are fresh. You people, always making a fuss over buying groceries. Do you want it or not? If not, I won’t sell it to you," the vendor said with an indifferent face.
Chen Ze put on the glasses again and glanced at the lamb on the vendor’s table. Most of them had a sickness alert, which seemed to be more than his imagination. Meanwhile, the lamb on the other vendors’ tables showed no such alerts and looked quite normal. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Chen Ze shook his head and decided not to buy it. He felt that this was no accident, as everything looked completely different with the glasses on. Then, Chen Ze purchased three large bags of lamb tails from another vendor and before leaving, he casually called the authorities to report the vendor selling sick lamb meat.
"These things are quite useful," Chen Ze was pleased.
