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My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 547 - 407 Shut Up, Jarvis
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Chapter 547: Chapter 407 Shut Up, Jarvis

Looking at the pot of light red turtle soup in front of him, Tony felt no particular stirring in his heart. In fact, for a tycoon like him, what dish had he not tasted? Although the red turtle soup looked a bit strange, it was still acceptable.

Tony picked up the spoon beside him. He planned to first taste the dish and then observe if there would be any marvelous reaction.

"..." But before Tony could dip the spoon in, he sharply sensed a teasing gaze and turned his head to find Betty watching him intently.

"Well... I’m actually just tasting it for a friend," Tony said earnestly.

"All right, you can dine on your own, no need to inform me," Betty said with a smile and a nod, then she glanced at Tony’s waist.

Tony was somewhat speechless. Although he was a playboy who didn’t care much about what others thought, in this wondrous restaurant, especially in front of a beautiful woman, Tony always felt that if he ate this dish without any reservation, it would be like admitting he was not up to par.

That was very frustrating. How could a man say he was not up to par? Especially someone as proud as Tony.

"Cough cough... Manager, could you pack it up for me? I’d like to take this back for my... friend," Tony snapped his fingers.

"Of course, there’s no problem with that. Just a friendly reminder, Mr. Tony, if you want to drink this soup, it’s best to make sure it’s convenient around you," Chen Ze shrugged.

"It’s not for me, Manager!" Tony was a bit anxious; he had clearly said it was for his friend.

"Oh, I get it, I get it~" Chen Ze nodded meaningfully, then he took out a box and helped Tony pack the turtle soup.

"Thank you, Manager, but I am a generous man, so I will also cover the bill for my friend. This is for the meal; I think you’ll like it," Tony said calmly as he took out a small camera and placed it on the table.

"A camera?" Chen Ze picked up the small device and looked at it, about the size of a computer mouse.

"No, no, no, this is a special restaurant projection device I’ve developed just for you. Although the inspiration came from a scientist, remember, I am Tony Stark! Based on his original work, I’ve made some modifications, and to a certain extent, it can recreate the essence of a dish’s fragrance," Tony said proudly as he introduced it.

Chen Ze was stunned for a moment as Tony demonstrated, but it looked very much like the projection device used by the villain in ’Spider-Man: Far From Home.’

According to the plot, the villain should have demonstrated it, leading to a fallout with Tony, but given the current situation, it seemed that the scientist had been recognized, hadn’t he?

Does that mean Spider-Man wouldn’t encounter that guy anymore?

"Manager, are you satisfied?" Tony’s voice pulled Chen Ze back from his reverie.

"Certainly, especially since it can simulate the fragrance of the dish," Chen Ze nodded.

Maybe this invention would astonish the world if it were outside, but Chen Ze thought it would be a fine choice for introducing the menu to customers in his restaurant.

"Haha, that’s great, I’ll come back in a few days," said Tony, happily nodding before picking up his turtle soup and walking out.

"Manager, I’m hungry," Betty said pitifully as she looked at Chen Ze.

"Your beef noodle soup with crispy rice is already cooked in the kitchen, go eat," Chen Ze stretched languidly.

Since Tony only ordered a burger, Betty’s task this time was much easier, and whenever Sebastian and his company came, it was the toughest time for Betty.

"Long live the manager~" Watching Betty cheerfully run to the kitchen, Chen Ze shook his head, one might think he had raised a husky if they didn’t know any better.

"However, this thing... it should have some other uses, right?" Chen Ze thought of one of his regular customers, and though to him, this item was nothing out of the ordinary, it should at least provide some psychological comfort.

Chen Ze brought the camera into the kitchen, and since there were no customers at the moment, he had to connect online quickly and look up the information he needed.

...

"Oh my God..." Tony had finished the turtle soup cooked by Chen Ze and also had a taste of the turtle, which looked strange to begin with.

After eating, Tony realized that something was off with his body.

"Sir, your heartbeat is increasing, and your body’s blood flow is focusing," Jarvis’s voice was still calm.

"Shut up, Jarvis, and call Pepper over," Tony touched his nose, feeling like he was about to get a nosebleed.

"Certainly, sir."

"Damn, why is the effect of this thing so strong? I feel like even a blue pill shouldn’t have such a powerful effect," Tony realized something was trickling down from his nostrils and found out it was a nosebleed.

Long afterward, according to an unnamed Vision, on that day, Miss Pepper was left exhausted and it took a very long time to clean the whole villa the next day.

"Shut up! Jarvis!" Pepper, happily holding Tony’s hand with a big belly showing.

"That night, I was very satisfied, extremely satisfied!" Pepper was happy. Tony, although a playboy, had changed a lot after becoming a dad. freewebnøvel.com

...

Chen Ze had no idea that the turtle soup he made had caused such significant changes in Tony’s life; he was currently contemplating what to cook while looking at this sphere.

"Lard... not really good, the rice is still hard to form into crispy rice, made it somewhat like beef fried rice instead," Chen Ze shook his head, this idea was also no good.

"If only Liu Maoxing were here, or even Yog-Sothoth would be good," Chen Ze muttered to himself while stroking his chin. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Chen Ze was finally realizing why having a master is so important. If one wants to research something by oneself, it’s truly difficult. On the other hand, if there had been recordings here, making the Magic crispy rice would not have been too troublesome.

"Mr. Manager, one cup of tea, another serving of grilled steak, and finally, one light cheesecake please," said the professor’s gentle voice.

"Of course, please have a seat for a moment," Chen Ze nodded, he was just wondering why the professor hadn’t come in.

"Yes, thank you." Moriarty nodded and then found a seat to sit down.

However, this time the professor did not flip through the newspaper but took out a book to read instead.

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