My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 546: Chapter 406 Tony: I... my friend wants this

"Manager, why did you borrow that what-do-you-call-it, the anything door?" Betty asked curiously while washing dishes.

"Because I wanted to test it out, but I didn’t expect that anything door to be so fragile." Chen Ze shrugged; he felt that the Magic Circle’s tolerance had its limits, and if exceeded, it would automatically get disintegrated by the Magic Circle.

It seems he would have to limit the use of spatial magic and technology in the future; otherwise, it would be troublesome if it got damaged. Take, for example, what if one day Tony Stark took it into his head to test the power of the gemstones in Chen Ze’s restaurant? Would the Purple Sweet Potato Spirit still be snapping its fingers then?

"Eh~" Betty wore an ’I-knew-there-was-something-wrong-with-you’ expression.

"Manager, do you have burgers? I’ll have one," a somewhat familiar voice said, and Chen Ze stuck his head out to see a weary Tony Stark walking in.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; could this be considered speaking of Cao Cao, and then Cao Cao arrives?

"Welcome to Dream Restaurant, Mr. Stark, please have a seat," Betty immediately went to greet him.

"Thank you, Betty. If possible, a chilled beer would be even better," Tony smiled and then found himself a place to sit.

"Of course, that’s possible. Please wait a moment," Betty went into the kitchen and poured Tony a glass of Lai Mei.

"Mr. Stark, what’s up today? Did you fight with your horde of supermodels all night long?" Chen Ze chuckled as he pulled out two slices of bread to make a burger. Although burgers didn’t give experience points, as long as the customer wanted it, he would provide it. frёewebηovel.cѳm

"Pff, I’m not afraid of a group of supermodels; I can handle two groups just fine," Tony puffed up his neck, visibly indignant.

"Pff... Mr. Stark, here’s your Lai Mei," Betty nearly laughed out loud. Not many male species in the negative dimensions would dare to claim they could take on that many females single-handedly.

You think everyone is a rabbit demon? Hop on, do a three-second drill, and it’s done.

"Hey, hey, hey, why don’t you believe me? This is the great Tony Stark we’re talking about. How could I be that kind of man?" Tony looked quite dissatisfied, feeling that Betty’s snort was definitely mocking him.

"Of course, the great Mr. Stark. So, besides the burger, is there anything else you need here?" Betty barely suppressed her laughter; if it weren’t for the fact that she couldn’t take Tony to the negative dimension, she wouldn’t mind letting him go one-on-one with a Succubus.

Succubi could squeeze out every last drop of toothpaste and then twist the tube into a lump.

"I’d better not, I feel very..." Tony shook his head. After one battle, he felt like he didn’t want anything but a burger.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Stark, we do have dishes here that are really good for men," Chen Ze remembered some bizarre recipes he had seen before.

"Hmm?" Tony was confused and didn’t quite grasp Chen Ze’s meaning.

"You know what I mean." Chen Ze shrugged, he couldn’t say it all; overtly announcing it was like rubbing it in someone else’s face.

"...I’ll take one," Tony subconsciously touched his waist. Due to Dream Restaurant, he had been very interested in Huaxia’s food and medicine lately, naturally knowing that some Huaxia dishes did possess some marvelous functions.

"All right," Chen Ze nodded.

"Oh, and please pack it for me; it’s for... a friend of mine. I don’t need it, I do not need that stuff," Tony hastily added.

Here it comes! The friend from nowhere has arrived!

"Mr. Stark, the friend you’re talking about, is it really anyone other than yourself?" Betty added insult to injury.

"...Absolutely not!" Tony was about to explode, thinking that Huaxia people understood the importance of consideration for others... Wait, that said, Betty didn’t quite seem human.

Chen Ze stood in the kitchen, head bowed, shoulders shaking uncontrollably, as if struggling to hold back laughter.

"Enough already! You’ve all been laughing at me nonstop! It never ends!" Tony felt he was on the verge of blowing up.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Stark, please wait just a moment, your burger will be ready shortly." Chen Ze pinched his own thigh.

Watching Tony sit down with a look of indignation, Chen Ze began to fry the beef patties, using Bill’s beef for this one and planning to make another patty with top-grade Wagyu beef afterward.

"Betty, come in and serve the burger." Chen Ze picked up a towel and wiped his hands. The burger was ready, next up was dealing with that dish.

"It’s also time to cook this thing I bought." Chen Ze took out a turtle that he had once bought at the market from storage, then fetched the ingredients given to him by a previous customer.

These two kidney-nourishing and Qi-boosting ingredients combined were sure to give Tony a nosebleed.

"I just have no idea how to prepare this ingredient... Never mind, let’s just try it." Chen Ze shook his head. Regardless of the method, it had to be done, and he didn’t mind giving it a go.

"Betty, this beer of yours is really good," Tony said after finishing the last of his Lai Mei, wiping the foam from the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, Mr. Stark, would you like another?" Betty asked, subtly glancing at Tony’s waist.

"..Thank you, yes." Tony was somewhat speechless; he was certain Betty had just been eyeing his kidneys.

This made Tony all the more eager for the treat Chen Ze was about to serve.

"Should I tell Pepper to knock off work early?" Tony felt a bit excited.

Chen Ze had followed the recipe for turtle soup and had added some goji berries among other ingredients, then let it simmer on low heat for an hour. But with Quadruple Speed, that was just like simmering it for four hours.

"Next time I should get a Tenfold Speed; this Quadruple Speed is just too fast," Chen Ze mused, not quite satisfied, but there was nothing he could do about it—four hours was a rather basic duration.

And in just one hour, Tony had drunk over a dozen glasses of Lai Mei, even making use of Chen Ze’s restroom.

[You have created a perfect Dream Turtle Soup. Imon culinary experience has increased by 20 points.] fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

A system notification arrived as expected, but there was no other display.

Looking at the light red turtle soup, Chen Ze twitched his mouth, but since it was perfect, there should be nothing wrong, right? After all, it was definitely something good and without side effects.

Chen Ze nodded to himself as if to muster encouragement, then called Betty in and had her serve the Dream Turtle Soup.