My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 493: Chapter 353: Ramen

"Welcome to Dream Restaurant~ Esteemed guests," Chen Ze was coming downstairs when Betty had already gone over to greet the customers, her smile brimming as she looked at the two in front of her.

"Hmm, I’d like something to eat, do you have any recommended dishes?" The woman clad in black attire spoke up. She smiled at Betty and then found a seat to settle down, while the man following her inspected the surroundings continuously, almost as if he planned to dine and dash.

Betty immediately took out the menu and handed the entire thing over to the woman in black.

"Guest, all the dishes here are delicious, so feel free to choose anything you like," Betty said proudly, although she wasn’t the one cooking. But the menu at Chen Ze’s place really was getting better and better.

"Oh? Then I shall choose carefully." The woman smiled and then nodded at Chen Ze, who happened to walk by.

Chen Ze also nodded back with a smile and then returned to the restaurant. He was somewhat curious about what the deal was with these people dressed all in black; could they also be employees from a distillery?

But Chen Ze didn’t pay it much mind. What did it matter if they were distillery workers? As long as they didn’t cause trouble, Chen Ze wouldn’t bother with them—it was Conan’s job to deal with them.

"Then I’ll have an order of Mapo Tofu, plus some pan-fried dumplings, and beef over rice too," the woman in black quickly decided on what she wanted for today, then handed the menu to her companion.

"Don’t they have ramen here?" The man took the menu and glanced at it, frowning slightly. He only liked ramen and wasn’t particularly interested in anything else.

"We do have that. What kind of ramen would you like?" Chen Ze responded, curious as to why Japanese people were so fond of ramen. Chen Ze himself had learned a bit about making ramen while learning sauce creation from Joichiro Yukihira.

"Give me a bowl of Tonkotsu Ramen... no, make it two orders," the man thought for a moment and then gave his response.

"Alrighty, just a moment," Chen Ze clapped his hands and retreated back to the kitchen to prepare the dishes the two guests had requested.

As usual, Chen Ze made the Magical Mapo Tofu for the woman; after all, it tasted almost the same as ordinary Mapo Tofu—but the Magical version glowed, making it extra attractive.

As for the pan-fried dumplings, Chen Ze couldn’t be bothered to comment any longer. It wasn’t a particularly difficult dish to make, and the beef over rice was just a tad more time-consuming to prepare.

"Ramen, huh... speaking of ramen, Naruto also liked it quite a bit. When he first came, he probably thought this place was Uncle Ichiraku’s ramen shop. Speaking of Uncle Ichiraku..." Chen Ze paused for a moment, and as a result, he cut the braised pork a bit too large.

Chen Ze twitched the corner of his mouth and then shook his head, picking up the chunk of pork and eating it.

He remembered reading a post which argued that Uncle Ichiraku’s real name was ’Otsutsuki Ichiraku,’ presented in such a convincing way that it was persuasive, much like how people became experts on the Mythical Goku after its release.

"Should I have Naruto bring Uncle Ichiraku here next time so I can learn his ramen-making method?" Chen Ze thought this idea wasn’t bad at all. Although he knew guests from other worlds, when it came to making ramen, Uncle Ichiraku was probably the expert.

"Tsk tsk, maybe as I make the ramen, Student Koizumi will walk in. After all, she’s a crazy ramen enthusiast." Chen Ze smiled, finished his preparations, and moved onto handling other matters.

Many people, when they think of Japanese ramen, first consider the broth, which is indeed quite important. In fact, the importance of the broth is often considered above the noodles themselves. However, this doesn’t mean that the noodles can just be treated carelessly.

"Would you like your noodles firm or soft?" Chen Ze poked his head out and asked.

"Firm is fine," the man in black hesitated for a moment but quickly responded to Chen Ze’s question.

"Alright," Chen Ze nodded. Generally speaking, the firmness of Japanese noodles can be categorized into eight levels, but Chen Ze had only mastered a few basic methods of making noodles, and firm noodles were one of the few he could make.

The woman and the man were looking at their phones, finding no signal. Even the radio signals were completely disrupted upon entering, confirming Gin and Vodka’s statements that the restaurant seemed to completely block all signals.

Orange Liquor looked at Betty with keen interest. She was a scientist in the organization, specializing in biology. The wings on the back of this server, from every angle, seemed as real as actual wings.

"What’s your name?" Orange Liquor asked.

Betty was taken aback for a moment, then glanced around. Indeed, there was no one else close by, and she realized that the female customer was addressing her.

"Hello, guest, my name is Betty. Is there anything I can assist you with?" Betty approached, still wearing her professional smile. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"You’re quite pretty. Are you using any cosmetics?" Orange Liquor was skilled at socializing, and among women, starting a conversation with cosmetics was always a good choice.

"Eh? I don’t wear makeup. I am naturally beautiful; this is my bare face," Betty blinked. Was a succubus like her in need of makeup? Absolutely not.

Moreover, succubi could adjust their magic power and use it to beautify themselves, so Betty never paid attention to any beauty products.

"..You also maintain your figure quite well," Orange Liquor took a deep breath. How did this server manage conversations? After that opening statement, Orange Liquor didn’t even know what to say.

The man’s shoulder twitched, then he continued to read the newspaper in his hands as if nothing happened. God knows how long he had been reading that paper.

"About that, I can’t get fat. After all, succubi don’t gain weight, hehe~" Betty was proud, although she had actually gained a little weight, but in front of others, she chose to be shameless.

"I’m quite envious," Orange Liquor meant it sincerely, but she was reviewing her knowledge of succubi in her mind.

"Betty, come and serve the dishes," Chen Ze clapped his hands, all the dishes were ready, including the ramen.

Chen Ze looked at the plates in front of him and hesitated for a moment, then took out two mango mousses and placed them on the plates, wondering what he might have missed previously.

"Okay!" Betty nodded and went in cheerfully.