My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 459: Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen: The Health Traps of Contemporary Young People

After Joichiro Yukihira left, Chen Ze glanced at Betty, who was eating with her mouth full of oil, and couldn’t help but sigh.

"Manager, what’s wrong?" Betty looked up in confusion, with a chicken leg still stuffed in her mouth.

"It’s nothing, I was just thinking, if I said you were a succubus right now, would your people believe it?" Chen Ze sighed again, not understanding what was up with Betty, who had arrived as a tablet but now seemed to be on the verge of becoming a tablet plus version.

Of course, this didn’t mean that Betty’s attractiveness and charm had increased, because her appearance had basically not changed, and her flat chest remained the same, except now Betty was like a special edition of tablets and beers combined.

"I am a succubus, a purebred succubus." Betty looked at Chen Ze seriously, thinking that she needed to clear her name, otherwise who knew what else Chen Ze might misunderstand.

"Really? And your companion, Lindsay didn’t say anything?" Chen Ze looked incredulous.

"Nope, because Lindsay has been working on a new game recently. I heard the graphics of this game will peak current standards, but it requires a high-performance computer." Betty thought for a moment, realizing Lindsay had been indoors for some time, subsisting only on sandwiches and burgers.

Chen Ze twitched the corner of his mouth, the highest graphics? And it requires a high-performance computer? fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Chen Ze was a bit skeptical, as improving game graphics wasn’t so straightforward, considering that the contemporary AAA titles were already using cutting-edge engines.

But some sacrifices had been made, such as the company known for offering games with bugs included at no extra cost.

"Forget it, just look at your belly." Chen Ze felt he needed to point it out.

"My belly? What’s wrong with it?" Betty looked blissfully unaware, but she soon looked down and pinched her belly.

"Aaaaaaahhh!!" Betty screamed so loudly that Chen Ze’s eardrums almost burst.

Chen Ze was somewhat speechless; now, when Betty sat down, her belly had two layers, which was comparatively mild. At work, he had seen a colleague whose belly had transcended the limits of layers and had become unified.

"Manager, what should I do..." Betty looked at Chen Ze with tearful eyes.

"I think you shouldn’t continue being like this." Chen Ze shook his head, implying more than he said.

"Like what?" Betty was clueless. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Just like this." Chen Ze covered his face with his left hand and then pointed at the chicken wing in Betty’s hand. In just a moment, Betty had finished the chicken leg and was now naturally picking up another chicken wing.

"Is there something wrong with this?" Betty didn’t seem to realize the severity of the issue.

"How do you think you got fat? All this meat, you ate it!" Chen Ze couldn’t hold back and laid bare the truth.

"I... I thought it was fine to eat..." Betty was scared and put the quarter of roast chicken she had left on the plate, looking anxious.

"Start dieting, eat less and exercise more. Dieting doesn’t mean not eating, it just means you need to control the amount you eat." Chen Ze pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Alright! So what should I eat?" Betty pondered this new dilemma.

"Go look it up online, just five minutes okay, and don’t you go binge-watching." Chen Ze gave Betty a wary look, knowing her past behavior.

"Okay!" Betty immediately hugged her clothes and rushed upstairs, as she too needed to take a shower and change.

Chen Ze stood in the kitchen and glanced at the beggar’s chicken. He definitely wouldn’t eat leftovers from others, so he put the beggar’s chicken in the fridge and started the prep work for the paper-wrapped fried chicken.

It wasn’t long before Betty came down. It took her a while, but it definitely wasn’t enough time for playing games.

"Manager, I’ve decided!" Betty’s voice sounded quite proud, which made Chen Ze dread that she might add, "I’m done being human!"

But on second thought, Betty was a succubus, she wasn’t human to begin with.

"I want to eat whole wheat bread!" Betty said with pride, seeming to have discovered this dieting trick online.

Chen Ze was somewhat speechless but still gave Betty a look, "Why would you think of eating whole wheat bread?"

Whole wheat bread was no small matter. With society’s development, many young people had begun to pursue health foods, and whole wheat bread had gained recognition from many, to the extent that some would even buy it specifically to eat.

Let’s not discuss whether the calories in whole wheat bread are really that low, but the taste of whole wheat bread is generally not very good. Even the famous German rye bread’s first impression is often, "Isn’t this thing practically a brick?"

"I read online that whole wheat bread is sugar-free, low-fat, and made of whole grains. It’s very healthy to eat," Betty confidently argued, which reminded Chen Ze of his mother who believed that negative ion foot baths could cure cancer.

"Although whole wheat bread is indeed quite healthy, according to experts, the calorie content of whole wheat bread isn’t much less than that of regular bread. Plus, if you want to reduce your intake of refined grains and sugar, you just need to slightly increase the proportion of whole grains," sighed Chen Ze.

Many young people think their parents are easily deceived by health products, little knowing that in the eyes of future generations, they themselves might be considered foolish for being duped.

Seeing sugar-free beverages, they think they’re taking care of their health; seeing whole wheat bread, they believe it’s the best meal replacement.

However, Chen Ze couldn’t be bothered to remind Betty. As long as she could eat it, it was not his concern.

"So what do you want to eat?" Chen Ze took out his phone because he wasn’t keen on making whole wheat bread. It wouldn’t sell well, so why bother making it?

"Big Leba!" Betty clearly had her decision ready.

"Heh... Big Leba... Alright, remember to eat it all up, with no waste," Chen Ze pulled out his phone, opened Taobao, and helped Betty purchase seven Big Lebas.

"Thank you, Manager~" Betty went out happily, while Chen Ze revealed a knowing smile.

The taste of whole wheat bread was nothing special, and although Big Leba wasn’t as bad as some German brand rye bread, it wasn’t too far off. Chen Ze was very much looking forward to Betty’s reaction.

"Honored One, my apologies for disturbing you," Xie BiAn walked in, followed by Fan Wujiu and a man with an exceptionally long neck.

Chen Ze was a bit speechless. He had just sent away that cursed man yesterday, and now another ghost arrived today? And this one seemed to be a hanged ghost.

"No problem, but who’s this?" Chen Ze looked at the hanged ghost, who stuck out his long tongue and had strangulation marks on his neck.

"He wants a meal, otherwise he won’t spit out his son’s soul," Xie BiAn still wore a gentle smile, but the words he spoke were as cold as the winter wind.