My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 476: Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Six: That Thing About Ramen

"Based on the surveillance footage, there indeed was a wooden door here that would appear randomly," said a group of individuals dressed in black, surrounding a small alley with a variety of tools that encased the worksite.

"Gin’s provided information is truly miraculous. Although we’ve eliminated the possibility of video tampering, that restaurant ... A woman frowned as she stared at the wall before her; they had been busy since last night, and still, the wooden door had not been seen.

"Hmph! I think those two traitors have definitely betrayed the organization. With the capability of the Metropolitan Police Department, setting up an identical alleyway is hardly an issue!" another bald and burly man angrily pounded on the wall.

After toiling all morning, they hadn’t just failed to find the wooden door; they hadn’t even spotted a speck of sawdust.

"Cut the chatter! The boss has verified it—the loyalty of Gin and Vodka is not in question," the woman retorted with dissatisfaction, then glanced at her watch. Perhaps they needed to wait until the time shown in the video to see the wooden door?

"Then let’s wait a little longer. This restaurant might be related to the organization’s goal," the woman stretched lazily and then got into the car, slowly sipping coffee.

Chen Ze had no idea that hundreds of people were waiting for him in Conan’s world. If he had known, he would definitely consider postponing the opening.

Chen Ze stretched lazily, climbing out of bed. He had a dream last night where he traveled to the world of Pokémon and was about to make grand plans to become a Pokémon Champion. However, he soon realized that he couldn’t even afford his starter Pokémon and was attacked by a group of Rattata.

"What a terrible dream," Chen Ze stood in front of a mirror, looking at his reflection as he freshened up.

It suddenly occurred to Chen Ze about a famous experiment which involved asking oneself in the mirror every day, "Who are you?"

Supposedly, over time, this would drive a person mad, but Chen Ze had never tried it himself; after all, with so many things to do, he couldn’t afford to waste his time like that.

After replenishing ingredients at the supermarket, Chen Ze returned to the restaurant, unlocked the front door, and began preparing the ingredients in the kitchen.

"Let’s see, I’ve got nearly all the ingredients for the sauces. So today’s priority is to learn about sauce-making. It seems I can ask Joichiro Yukihira for some insights once he arrives," Chen Ze nodded, finding the idea appealing.

However, the sauces he’d produce would definitely lean more towards Japanese styles. Although it would be an enhancement for cooking Japanese cuisine, Chen Ze knew that many Huaxia dishes also needed the help of sauces.

"Looks like I should visit other places in the future. They say that craftspeople can be found among the common folk, who knows, maybe I’ll find a master of sauces?" Chen Ze mused, wondering if he was becoming a client of pipedreams, always daydreaming.

"Hey buddy, you’re opening up pretty early today, huh? But we usually get up at six in the morning to buy ingredients," Joichiro Yukihira walked in, as effortlessly stylish as ever.

"Actually, I also went to pick up some ingredients and then came to start the business. Uncle Yukihira, do you know how to make sauces?" Chen Ze looked at Joichiro Yukihira and asked.

"Sauces? Are you looking to make a particular dish? I do know a bit about them. If you want to make them, I can teach you," Joichiro Yukihira said in surprise, but he agreed quickly.

"But manager, for you to grasp this so quickly is impressive. For a chef, mastery over cooking techniques and ingredients is fundamental," Joichiro Yukihira sighed. Without delicious sauces, many dishes would lose their luster and no longer be tasty.

Originally, Joichiro Yukihira thought Chen Ze would take a long time to understand the importance of ingredients.

Despite the compliments, Joichiro Yukihira was very serious when instructing, showing not the slightest possibility of relaxing, the entire kitchen was filled with various scents that nearly made it hard to breathe.

In the end, Chen Ze finally laid out a large collection of jars in the kitchen. According to Joichiro Yukihira, these sauces would need a long fermentation time, with some requiring even up to a year, or longer.

"Tomorrow, I will guide you on the usage of the ingredients, but I must say the salt you are using now is terribly poor," were Joichiro Yukihira’s last words before he left, leaving Chen Ze completely perplexed. Could it be that even the most expensive salt from the supermarket wasn’t good enough?

"Boss, what were you up to today?" Betty walked in covering her nose. She had intended to greet Chen Ze upon entering the restaurant but was immediately met with an overwhelmingly suffocating smell.

"I was making sauces. You won’t find them strange when you taste them," Chen Ze yawned and then started to knead dough.

Today he opened the doors early, Chen Ze decided to try making Lanzhou beef noodles, except noodle pulling is a craft that really requires some basic skills to get the noodles long and thin without breaking.

So Chen Ze intended to give it a casual try, as long as it wasn’t too bad, even if he ended up with noodle sheets, he could still make a bowl of beef noodle sheets.

Those who are accustomed to Lanzhou Ramen know that it is generally divided into six thicknesses, and regular customers will specify their preference when they come to the restaurant.

"Medium-thin, two servings."

However, Chen Ze felt that with his current skill level, achieving the medium-thin noodles would be very difficult, so he aimed for a little thicker ones, at worst he’d settle for the thickness of garlic chives.

But in reality, it proved that being a noodle chef was no easy task, and Chen Ze’s noodle pulling ended up closer to the thickest option.

"Well, it’s okay, broad noodles... aren’t such a bad thing," Chen Ze could only comfort himself mentally.

"Betty, come in for breakfast." Chen Ze sighed as he looked at the bowl of excellent beef noodles.

Excellent I suppose is given for the top-grade Wagyu beef’s sake, otherwise it might just be ordinary or good.

"Honored one, sorry for the disruption," Betty had just finished eating when the door was pushed open.

"Welcome to the Dream Restaurant... Guest... Boss, are we allowed to have pets in here?" Betty asked with some hesitation.

"What’s up?" Chen Ze was a bit puzzled, what kind of pet could Black and White Impermanence bring? fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Then Chen Ze poked his head out and saw following behind Black and White Impermanence was a creature with a tiger’s head, a lone horn, dog ears, a dragon’s body, a lion’s tail, and strange feet.

"What is this?" Chen Ze was a bit stunned.

"Honored one, greetings. I am Listening Officer, in the service of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva," Listening Officer spoke up, his voice booming like thunder.