My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 548: Chapter 408 Magic Crispy Rice Cuisine

"As for grilling steak..." Chen Ze hesitated a bit as he was pondering whether to make an improved version of grilled steak.

But since he didn’t have any good ideas at the moment, Chen Ze decided to make an ordinary grilled steak instead.

Chen Ze pulled out a piece of beef from the storage stone, then chose a relatively good part, cut it open, and placed it on the cutting board; he planned to rub it with lemon first.

Grilling beef is not quite the same as other meats, but Chen Ze still had experience. The reason for smearing it with lemon was to prevent the beef from being too firm and getting stuck between the teeth. In fact, a softer texture is often beneficial, although in some cases, a firmer texture is best.

"Let’s see, according to Joichiro Yukihira, I can add a bit of honey to tenderize the meat, making the flavor even more fantastic... but if it’s for grilling steak, then I’ll have to consider how the honey affects the searing process." Chen Ze wiped his hands, then took out the Royal Honey, spread a bit on his hand, and then rubbed it evenly onto the beef.

"Should I try the Egyptian method?" Numerous ideas flashed through Chen Ze’s mind, but he still had to select the ones that fit his cooking style.

"Professor Moriarty, here’s your lemon water, please enjoy." Betty gave a smile as she placed a glass of iced lemon water on the table.

"Thank you, Betty," Moriarty smiled and nodded, then continued reading the book in his hands.

But sharp-eyed Betty noticed some not-so-great drawings on the cover, which gave her the urge to eye another set of risqué pictures.

"Actually, this is about Greek mythology. I’ve been reading books on Greek myths lately," Moriarty quickly picked up on the meaning in Betty’s eyes and spoke up to explain.

"Alright." Betty nodded, then stepped aside.

If it were any other mythology, Betty might have suspected Moriarty was making an excuse, but Greek mythology was something she knew about, having played the video game God of War and having some knowledge of it.

Those gods, rather than being gods, were more like humans who possessed Transcendent powers, complete with human desires and emotions, and they often committed absurd acts. However, in that mythological system, it seemed it was quite normal?

"Betty, come in and serve the food." Chen Ze clapped his hands, the steak was ready, although it had not yet been recognized by the System as an improved version and remained a normal steak. freewebnovel.cσ๓

"Okay~" Betty happily walked in, then went out carrying the steak and a light cheesecake.

"You seem to have added some Egyptian flavors to this?" Moriarty said as he took his first bite of steak and tasted something different.

"Yes, that was an idea of mine. The spice should be pretty nice to use," Chen Ze nodded.

"It is quite nice. This is the first time I’ve tasted such a flavored steak," Moriarty nodded.

"As long as the guest likes it," Chen Ze nodded, then continued to delve into his Magic crispy rice cuisine.

Meanwhile, Moriarty continued to ponder his own issues while eating the steak.

In fact, looking into Greek mythology was not purely out of interest. Moriarty had a crazy idea in his head recently, and to play Ghost, he needed some other methods as a disguise.

However, Moriarty still didn’t have a very good idea, so now he intended to draw inspiration from other books to help himself broaden his thoughts.

"That comical detective seems to have already gotwind of this place," Moriarty said as he cut off a piece of steak and slowly chewed.

"What an annoying fellow." Moriarty took a sip of the lemon water, which was very refreshing.

Recently, Moriarty had been conducting research at Chen Ze’s place. The area where the wooden door appeared had been bought by Moriarty and transformed into his private estate, completing the construction of a manor. It could be said that money was indeed very useful.

After all, what Moriarty did was merely provide criminal ideas. It was up to the criminals how to execute them, and it had nothing to do with Moriarty.

So when Moriarty found out that Holmes had been investigating him, he sent Holmes a telegram.

"You are investigating criminals, what does that have to do with me, Moriarty?"

As a result, that infuriating detective took down one of Moriarty’s criminal gangs that very night.

"The restaurant..." Moriarty suddenly thought of something.

What was the most attractive thing about this restaurant? Was it the food, or its unique manner of appearing—so magical that it had captured all of Moriarty’s attention, and he knew that the smarter the person, the more likely they were to be resolute in their thinking.

"Footprints... iron bars... timing..." Moriarty’s hands waved excitedly; he felt as if he were looking down at a map of London, his criminal plan nearly perfected.

"This plan... A magic-like crime, let’s call it ’The Seventh Chapter of the Night.’" Moriarty smiled contently, dining here truly was the best, and now Moriarty felt that he has found the optimal method of committing a crime.

"Professor Moriarty, would you like to try something I’ve just made?" Chen Ze was exceedingly proud as he held a bowl in his hand.

"Oh? I’m naturally interested in anything made by you, Manager," Moriarty nodded, deeply intrigued by all the dishes Chen Ze made.

"This is it!" Chen Ze lifted the lid of the pot, revealing a pale yellow ball inside.

"What is this?" Moriarty eyed the ball in front of him with a hint of curiosity.

"This is a Magic Crispy Rice dish I have developed." Chen Ze looked at the crispy rice before him and tapped it with a spoon.

Then a crack appeared on the crispy rice, followed by it splitting open, with a beam of light shooting out, which Moriarty found a bit dazzling.

A dish that glows?

Moriarty thought it was quite similar to the Magical Mapo Tofu he had eaten before.

"Come, give it a try." Chen Ze handed the spoon to Moriarty.

Moriarty took the spoon, scooped a spoonful of crispy rice and its filling, and put it in his mouth.

The salty umami taste, combined with the distinctive beef flavor, made the dish not bad—but it was far from as stunning as the steak he’d just had.

"It feels like something is missing." Moriarty had a few bites, then put down the spoon.

"That’s quite normal; in fact, this dish is not yet perfected." Chen Ze nodded. He had had a sudden inspiration, using an ingredient that resulted in a successful creation of a complete spherical crispy rice.

Unfortunately, it was just ordinary.