My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 472: Chapter 332: Elder Si Ji, Take Me with You

"The food made by the manager is always really delicious, no matter what it is," Conan said with a bite of beef over rice, his face full of admiration.

Conan felt that even the beef over rice in Tokyo didn’t taste as good as Chen Ze’s, but he always felt there seemed to be a gap compared to those famous private chefs’ beef over rice in Tokyo.

"Of course, I am a great chef after all," Chen Ze said calmly. If the exquisite beef over rice still wasn’t good enough, then the world Conan lived in must be full of gods of cookery.

"But... why did you give away mousse today, Mr. Manager?" Conan looked at the mousse cake with a puzzled face.

"This... well, it’s our store’s anniversary, so we’re giving a mango mousse dessert to each customer," Chen Ze said with a smile, wondering if he should follow in others’ footsteps and offer a discount to a certain number of customers who come into the restaurant.

"I see..." Conan nodded and continued to dig into his own beef over rice.

"Yo~ Manager~ I didn’t realize you liked shota," came an extremely seductive voice, which made people want to ask why are you wearing Pi Ruh’s clothes.

"Ms. Shiratori Nozomi, it’s been a long time," Betty greeted her with a smile. Having dealt with Shiratori Nozomi a few times, she knew all about her nature, a teasy cougar who, although always flirtatious with her words, never took action.

"...Ms. Shiratori Nozomi, what would you like to eat this time?" Chen Ze twitched the corner of his mouth, somewhat speechless, but he still asked.

"Ah, gosh, I want to have a little brother~" Shiratori Nozomi, sitting next to Conan, grinned mischievously.

"Pff... cough cough..." Conan almost spat out his food. What kind of person was this, coming on to him right away? Wasn’t this too shamelessly flirtatious?

"Alright, Shiratori Nozomi, stop teasing my customer. What do you really want to eat?" Chen Ze rolled his eyes and cut off Shiratori Nozomi’s flirtation.

"I want the same thing that the little brother is having~" Shiratori Nozomi ruffled Conan’s hair, then finally got a little serious.

"Beef over rice? Sure, it will be ready in a bit," Chen Ze clapped his hands. Beef over rice was no big deal, quite simple.

"Oh~ no wonder the manager doesn’t like me~ I have a sister, little manager, how about a sisters’ combo meal?" Shiratori Nozomi flirted again, an expert at the wheel.

Conan’s face turned red as a monkey’s butt. He was a high school student after all, and this kind of talk... he had heard about it before, so he knew what she was getting at.

"Enough, okay?" Chen Ze said, a bit speechless. Why did she start flirting at the drop of a hat? It seemed she’d been holding back elsewhere for too long.

"Yes, yes, yes~" Shiratori Nozomi stretched lazily and then lay down on the table.

Chen Ze didn’t pay her any more attention and went back to the kitchen to start making the beef over rice.

"Ms. Shiratori Nozomi, here is your complimentary dessert." Betty placed a mango mousse in front of Shiratori Nozomi, along with a Coke, and then stepped aside.

"Thank you, Betty, come on, let big sis teach you a secret recipe~" Shiratori Nozomi took a taste of the mango mousse, and then pulled Betty over.

"Eh? What secret recipe?" Betty blinked, looking confused.

"What do you think~ Of course, it’s a secret recipe to make you grow big," Shiratori Nozomi eyed Betty’s chest, shaking her head with a look of pity.

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Conan’s face grew even redder, and he quickly shoveled a few mouthfuls of rice before standing up. He couldn’t stay any longer, especially since Ran seemed to have grown suspicious of him recently.

Last time, Ran overheard some of the conversation, but fortunately, he hadn’t slipped up, so he managed to brush it off, but whether he could so easily brush it off next time was a problem.

Moreover, it seemed that Ran was trying to test him lately, often casually calling him Shinichi. If he hadn’t been prepared in advance, Conan felt he would have been exposed.

"Manager, here’s my payment for the meal!" With outsiders present, Conan acted like a little kid.

"Alright, you’re welcome to come again." Chen Ze was somewhat speechless, but still had Betty put the book Conan had given him away.

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Chen Ze was also a bit puzzled why Holmes hadn’t shown up yet; he figured it was probably because Holmes hadn’t managed to get close to Moriarty.

Having seen off Conan, who had taken a bit of advantage, Chen Ze finished making the beef rice. He then placed it on the plate for Betty to serve to Shiratori Nozomi.

"Mmm~ Manager, you’re still so incredible~ I just can’t resist~" Shiratori Nozomi savored a mouthful of beef rice, her face brimming with satisfaction. The beef rice was excellent, both in taste and texture.

Chen Ze ignored her; not interacting was the best choice with these veteran ladies.

Therefore, Chen Ze planned to study the sauce recipes himself and also ask Joichiro Yukihira tomorrow how to prepare some of the sauces for Japanese cuisine.

"Tsk~ Such a boring man." Shiratori Nozomi pouted before focusing on her beef rice.

It cannot be denied that there’s a lot to learn about sauces, for example, the bean paste. Making it properly is no simple matter, and even different brands have different flavors.

And now, Chen Ze was using Pixian bean paste more often, as its flavor was considered one of the best among many options.

"I feel that if I can thoroughly research this sauce, I can enhance the flavors of many of my dishes." Chen Ze put down the cookbook, signaling that studying sauces would be his focus moving forward.

"Manager, I’m done eating~ Let’s settle the bill~" Shiratori Nozomi’s voice called out, snapping Chen Ze out of his thoughts.

"Alright, what do you plan to pay with this time?" Chen Ze looked expectantly at Shiratori Nozomi, rubbing his hands together.

"This~ This is something really special, remember to thank me for it," Shiratori Nozomi said as she took out a flask from her bosom and placed it on the table.

It was an old-fashioned flask that looked quite ordinary, with nothing unusual about it.

But Chen Ze wasn’t about to take it at face value. As everyone knows, the world of the SCP Foundation is a dangerous one, where many things capable of destroying humanity are contained.

And if they’re ever compromised, that’s a very serious problem.

"What is this?" Chen Ze asked.

"The Infinite Flask. The water inside is endless; no matter how much you pour out, there’s always more, and it tastes pretty good too," Shiratori Nozomi said with a smile, glancing at Chen Ze.

"Sigh, if only men could be like this flask," Shiratori Nozomi shook her head, an expression of regret on her face.