My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 529: Chapter 389: Conqueror Buddha Sun Wukong

"How’s it feel?" Chen Ze wiped his hands, a bowl of crispy beef noodles was ready. He had even generously added a bit more beef for Betty, just so she could have her fill.

"Mmm, super delicious!" Betty gave a big thumbs up. Her once rumbling stomach had finally quieted down quite a bit, and the rich beef broth along with the crispy yet tender beef was incredibly tasty.

Not to mention, Chen Ze had made hand-pulled noodles, making the beef noodles chewy and refreshing. Betty felt she was tremendously fortunate. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Be more careful next time, and if possible, let Hastur set up a protective item for you. Otherwise, you might not have the chance to call His name next time." Chen Ze was leisurely tidying up his cooking utensils, pondering what dish to prepare next.

"Hehe, got it, thanks Manager." Betty nodded earnestly, feeling that she indeed should get some protection for herself. It could really be the end of her, especially if those people from yesterday had come in and killed her and Lindsay on the spot.

"Right, Manager, Lindsay has agreed." Betty remembered the serious task Alisa had entrusted to her. Only with the cola procured could their fast food chain expand further, and then Betty could quickly earn enough money for her meals.

"Okay, I have prepared two cases of cola for you. Take them for now. Getting them in larger quantities requires going to a specialized place." Chen Ze yawned. To meet Betty’s needs, he thought a supermarket probably wouldn’t suffice, and besides, the cost price would be higher.

Chen Ze planned to procure directly from the factory of Coca-Cola. As he knew, there was a production site in Sun Moon City, which he had visited as a schoolboy and had gotten a free bottle of Coke.

"Right, I saw that little girl you mentioned yesterday." Chen Ze glanced at Betty, who was devouring her beef noodles heartily, with an eating manner quite ferocious.

"Hmm? Cough cough... pfft..." Betty patted her chest in distress as she was caught off guard and almost sprayed noodles out of her nose.

"That little... little girl? Did you invite her in, Manager?" Betty patted her chest again and drank some clear soup, finally easing a bit.

"I invited her, but she didn’t come in, and she’s a spiritual body." Chen Ze peeked into the restaurant, still not seeing any customers coming in, suggesting today’s crowd was a bit sparse.

"A spiritual body? So that means..." Betty’s expression dimmed slightly, having vaguely guessed but not expecting it to be true.

"Yeah, think of a way, just pretend you’re playing a dating game." Chen Ze patted Betty’s shoulder, as nearly all the dating games on his computer had been played through by her. It was time to put them into practice.

"Easy for you to say, Manager." Betty really wanted to grumble. Who had played such a tricky game without options, where you had to figure out everything yourself, and if you failed, you had to wait another day?

"May I ask if the Honored One is present here?" A voice with a distinct identity made Chen Ze, who was about to encourage Betty, freeze.

Then Chen Ze hastily looked out and saw a furry-faced thunder monk with auspicious clouds behind him and Buddha light above his head, looking at him with interest.

Just by the other party’s fiery, golden-crazed eyes, Chen Ze knew who it was.

"Cough cough... Welcome to Dream Restaurant, esteemed guest~" Before Chen Ze could speak, Betty rushed out, smiling at Conqueror Buddha Sun Wukong.

"Hahaha, you little girl, quite interesting, full of demonic energy, yet inscrutable, truly amusing." Sun Wukong was scratching his head and looking at Betty, laughing heartily.

"Welcome to the Dream Restaurant, may I ask if the visitor today is Conqueror Buddha Sun Wukong or the Monkey King Sun Wukong?" Chen Ze said with a smile as he walked out. To tell the truth, he was still not quite used to Sun Wukong’s outfit, feeling that Sun Wukong’s attire during the Monkey King era was more fitting for the title of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

"..." Sun Wukong did not answer Chen Ze’s question, but gave him a profound look, as if trying to see through Chen Ze.

However, no matter how he looked, the person in front of him seemed to not exist at all, without any aura, as though he was one with the universe.

Of course, Sun Wukong was unaware that this was the effect of a Magic Circle.

"The Honored One jests. It is naturally Conqueror Buddha Sun Wukong who has come," Sun Wukong replied very peacefully, with a sense of a highly enlightened monk.

Chen Ze felt a bit disappointed. He thought his implication was clear, but it seemed that it wasn’t understood.

"Alright, then may I ask what would you like to eat?" Chen Ze still had that smile, but his tone had become much calmer.

Betty stood on the side, a bit confused. She didn’t understand why this customer was being served personally by the manager, and something seemed off.

If the situation had been appropriate, Betty would have wanted to grab a stool to sit on, crack some sunflower seeds, and watch the drama unfold.

"The Honored One may serve whatever he sees fit," Sun Wukong was still very polite.

Chen Ze nodded with a smile and returned to the kitchen, feeling uncomfortable all over. This was Sun Wukong, the one who fought against heaven and earth, so why did he now seem like a deity?

Drifting freely, with that Buddhist compassion for the world—perhaps ever since Sun Wukong ascended to the spiritual mountains and became a Buddha, he was no longer the domineering Monkey King of the past?

"Let me think, what should I make for Sun Wukong?" Chen Ze rubbed his chin, lost in thought, but he couldn’t settle his mind. This wasn’t the Sun Wukong he had wanted to invite.

Chen Ze decided to take a big gamble, thinking that perhaps Sun Wukong was hiding his true nature. So, provoking him a bit might yield some results.

"Bi Ma Wen, what do you think about these chive pockets?" Chen Ze asked in a very flippant tone, holding in his hand the poorly-made chive pockets, which looked burnt.

Sun Wukong glanced at Chen Ze, seeing the chive pockets that could not really be considered food in his hand.

"Of course, they are good. I am very curious about the food of the Honored One," Sun Wukong said without anger, still very calm. Chen Ze felt that if he were given a lotus pedestal and called a Buddha statue, no one would object.

"The Conqueror Buddha should wait a moment. I’ll go back and make you a new portion," Chen Ze sighed and felt awkward about giving Sun Wukong this kind of food.

Then Chen Ze remembered the Sorrow Sake he had gotten from Mephisto.