My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 541: Chapter 401: Slime Egg?

The barbecue chicken feet were relatively simple to prepare. Chen Ze only needed to wash them, then cut them down the middle to facilitate grilling, and he felt that nothing else was too troublesome.

Moreover, Chen Ze had marinated them in advance. If he hadn’t marinated the chicken feet, the flavor would have been a bit too bland for his taste after grilling.

"Grilling chicken feet is not a problem, but I’m not sure if Stan and the others will like them." Chen Ze yawned, then glanced at his cell phone. According to the time, it was about time to close up shop.

Chen Ze planned to close up shop as long as no other customers came in, so that he could rest up and spend some quality time with Lafra upstairs.

"Stan, let me tell you, do you think it’s necessary to cast combat enhancements before a fight?" Dragon, already a little drunk because Chen Ze’s restaurant allowed him to be free from the constraints usually placed on his emotions by his passive skills, was very relaxed. freeweɓnovel.cøm

"Not necessarily; not every fight gives you the chance to apply combat enhancements beforehand." Stan shook his head. Casting combat enhancements was quite a hassle, and many enhancement spells only lasted for a short duration, so Stan usually just put up a magic shield on himself.

As for other enhancements, they didn’t have a significant effect on him, especially since at his level of combat, opponents often didn’t give him the time to cast such spells.

Compared to casting enhancement spells, Stan was more skilled at defeating his opponents with powerful attack spells and then toying with their souls.

"That’s also true..." Dragon picked up the last piece of corn and crab roe sushi and slowly chewed it.

"Betty, come collect the dishes." Chen Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead. Grilling was great, but not so much for Chen Ze himself, who had to face the heat of the charcoal fire up close.

Nonetheless, Chen Ze was very satisfied with the results; he had grilled a skewer for himself to taste, and it was very good. Although it was not as exquisite as some dishes, it was still a very decent barbecue.

"This is chicken feet, isn’t it?" Dragon said, looking at the barbecue before Stan and taking a sip of his Lai Mei.

"Yes, customer, these are the grilled chicken feet specially introduced by the manager today." Betty nodded her head. In fact, Chen Ze had already told Betty the names of these dishes when she went to fetch them.

"Let me have a taste." Stan picked up a skewer of chicken feet and bit into it directly.

The crispy grilled chicken skin, combined with the unique texture of chicken feet and Chen Ze’s exquisite marinade, made the taste stand out immediately, prompting Stan to take another bite.

Chen Ze handled it very well; he had considered whether deboning or specially treating the bones to make them edible would be better.

So this time, Chen Ze had made a cut in each part of the chicken feet, making the bones crispy and edible when grilled. Besides, since Stan didn’t have an esophagus, he didn’t need to worry about the bones.

"The taste is really good." Stan smiled a little. The chicken feet looked a bit odd, but they tasted great.

"Hehe, let me try too, okay?" Dragon said, eyeing the grilled chicken feet with envy.

"Of course, you can." Stan said with a smile, nodding his head and pushing his chicken feet over.

Then Chen Ze yawned in the kitchen. After chatting with the flying squirrel and Stan for two and a half hours and drinking half a barrel of Lai Mei, they finally paid and left.

"These two guys, really." Chen Ze was somewhat at a loss for words. Among the customers who came to his restaurant, these two were the biggest drinkers, but of course, this didn’t include the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan’s big stomachs were tallied separately.

"Betty?" Chen Ze looked at Betty, who was leaning against the wall, looking down, seemingly in thought.

"..." Betty didn’t respond, still in the same posture, but Chen Ze faintly heard the sound of snoring.

"Betty, time to eat." Chen Ze sighed. This guy could fall asleep anywhere.

"Time to eat! Ehehe... Manager, I’ll start cleaning up right away." Excited, Betty jumped up and then, embarrassed, glanced at Chen Ze’s expressionless face and hurriedly scampered off to collect the dishes.

Chen Ze shook his head. He didn’t bother with Betty because indeed it was hard work, and besides, Betty had been captured yesterday and must have suffered a bit. It was quite normal for her to be tired now.

"These things Stan gave me... I can understand, but this thing from the flying squirrel..." Chen Ze was somewhat amused and perplexed; it was his first time seeing someone use such an item to settle their bill.

Before leaving, Stan had given Chen Ze some ingredients, all of which Chen Ze had used before, so he happily accepted them. However, when it came to the flying squirrel, the whole vibe changed.

"Manager~ this... this thing... hic... is for you." The flying squirrel, burping from the alcohol, stuffed a green ball into Chen Ze’s hands.

"What’s this?" Chen Ze was completely confused. The green ball didn’t look very big, about the size of a basketball, but from the feel of it, it didn’t seem edible.

"This is... a Slime Egg. You can use it to hatch a slime that will follow your orders, and it can transform into various shapes too~" Chen Ze always felt that the flying squirrel had a sly look at that moment, as if he were up to something, but Chen Ze had no evidence.

Chen Ze initially didn’t want to accept it. He knew what a slime was like, just think of the maid from the ’Bone King’ cartoon, and he didn’t really need such a thing. Moreover, even if he really took it, he felt the Slime Egg would only make a collectible. Hatching was out of the question.

But then the flying squirrel added, "This is a very rare item. I wouldn’t want to give it to anyone else but the manager."

Chen Ze could only silently accept the damn Slime Egg and planned to keep it on his cabinet forever, not intending to do anything with the slime.

After Betty finished cleaning the dishes and the place, and with still no customers around, Chen Ze promptly told Betty to leave work early as he too wanted to rest.

"But now that we mention it, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming up soon. Seems like it’s time to start preparing the mooncakes." Chen Ze yawned again, locked up, turned off the restaurant’s lights, and leisurely walked up to the second floor.