My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 549: Chapter 409 Winery Gathering

"The manager seems to be able to research dishes at quite a fast pace," Moriarty commented after taking a sip of red tea, which tasted different from ordinary red tea. At the very least, Moriarty had never tasted such red tea before.

"Naturally, as a chef, it’s quite normal to research dishes," Chen Ze replied, sitting beside him, and he also poured himself a cup of red tea.

This cup of red tea wasn’t like ordinary red tea; Chen Ze had made it following the recipe for iced red tea, so it tasted refreshingly delicious, at least to his own satisfaction.

"Manager, have you ever been a father?" Moriarty suddenly asked, catching Chen Ze off guard.

"No, Lafra and I aren’t married yet." Although Chen Ze didn’t quite understand why Moriarty was asking this question, he answered truthfully nonetheless.

"I see..." Moriarty nodded and then continued to drink his red tea while reading a book.

Chen Ze was completely baffled; in fact, Chen Ze hadn’t even made it to first base, a downright tragedy in capital letters.

But now that they were on the subject... Chen Ze glanced at Professor Moriarty, who was quite old. At his age, Moriarty was supposed to have a houseful of children.

After all, despite his age, Professor Moriarty was very charming, the intellectual uncle type. Plus, Moriarty’s wealth was undoubtedly significant, so financial issues regarding marriage and having children probably were not an issue for him.

So why did Moriarty ask that question?

This made Chen Ze very curious, and in "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes," there was no mention of Moriarty’s family. It seemed as if Moriarty was a lonely and ruthless criminal genius.

"Professor Moriarty, your marital life must be very fulfilling, right?" Chen Ze ventured a question.

"Me? It’s alright, nothing special, just like that," Moriarty answered without any change in emotion, as calm as ever, as if everything was unrelated to him.

"I see..." Suddenly Chen Ze felt that the conversation couldn’t go on, and an awkward atmosphere filled the restaurant.

"..." Miss Betty stood to one side, trying hard to restrain her laughter. However, if she really did laugh, she would be forced by the manager to eat a bunch of dark cuisine, so Betty was struggling to hold it in.

"It’s been quite a while, Mr. Manager," a chilling voice reached them, and Chen Ze turned to see Gin, clad in black, entering with Vodka trailing behind.

"Long time no see, guests," Chen Ze stood up, remembering that it had been a long time since Gin and Vodka’s last visit.

"Is this the restaurant? Quite interesting. Such amazing technology, I’ve never seen it before." Before Chen Ze could walk over and inquire about their recent affairs, eight more people entered behind Gin, making the restaurant suddenly feel a bit crowded. freewebnovel.cσ๓

"And these are...?" Chen Ze was a bit taken aback, but looking at their identical uniforms, reminiscent of a cosplay contest, he had a hunch about these individuals’ identities.

"Let me introduce myself, wondrous manager, I’m Rum, and these are all my employees. We’ve come here to dine together," said the one-eyed man in the lead, staring intently at Chen Ze’s face, attempting to glean some useful information from it.

But Chen Ze remained just as nonchalant, even when he heard about Rum, the legendary second in command; nothing much stirred within him. In fact, at this point, unless God himself walked in, Chen Ze wouldn’t bat an eye.

It’s just a customer, after all. Although, if Conan walked in at this time, that would be quite entertaining.

"Alright, Betty, please take care of the guests," Chen Ze nodded, then wiped his hands and walked into the kitchen. He had to hurry and get to work; with a total of ten men in black, even if it was just one Transcendent curry pork chop rice per person, that was still a significant number.

Watching Chen Ze’s retreating back, Rum took off his prosthetic eye and wiped it clean.

"Boss..." Belmouth asked quietly. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"It’s fine, Miss Betty. Do you have any recommended dishes?" Rum found a seat, leaned on his cane, and smiled at Betty.

"Dear guest, every dish in our restaurant is quite delicious, so you just need to pick whatever you like~" Betty placed the menu on the table. The projector device given by Mr. Tony still required Chen Ze to prepare every dish at least once so that it could capture the taste and appearance.

"Then let’s have ten of the chef’s recommendations," Rum glanced at the menu, which featured an extensive variety of food, but he didn’t seem inclined to choose himself, even though Orange Liquor and Gin had some recommended dishes.

"Alright." Betty nodded and then entered the kitchen to relay Rum’s choice to Chen Ze.

"Haven’t the other guests ordered?" Chen Ze peeked out to look. Ten distillery workers were sitting in the dining area, seemingly up to something; it looked like they were conducting some strange ritual.

"No." Betty shook her head; in fact, since these ten guests had arrived, except for the one line Gin had spoken, the rest of the time Rum was the one speaking. The others remained completely silent.

"Okay, wait for me outside." Chen Ze nodded and then began to prepare today’s dishes.

For the ten chef’s recommendations, Chen Ze decided to make ten Transcendent level curry pork chop rice dishes, followed by a chocolate fantasy cake, and finally, a glass of Lai Mei should be about right.

"Right, and then make some sushi, but since the Japanese typically eat less, two pieces per person should suffice." Chen Ze washed his hands, planning to start by marinating the pork chops before working on the sushi.

Moriarty glanced at Rum. Those dressed in black had a bit of a crime organization vibe, reminding Moriarty of Moran’s demeanor.

"Boss, have you summoned us for something in particular?" Belmouth glanced at Moriarty and asked in a hushed tone.

"This time, it’s just a gathering, a simple meal," Rum said, touching the ring on his finger.

"Belmouth, you just need to eat quietly. We only need to carry out the boss’s will," Gin looked at Belmouth and let out a cold laugh.

He always felt there was something off about Belmouth but hadn’t caught any evidence.

"Dear guests~ here is your Lai Mei, please enjoy," Betty approached and placed the ten glasses of Lai Mei on the table.