My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 99: Chapter 99 As everyone knows, Oolong tea is flammable

"What the heck happened to me..." Chen Ze rubbed his own head, feeling dizzy and in particular, a sharp pain.

"Hiss..." Chen Ze thumped his head, but it still hurt a lot.

Chen Ze tried to recall the events of yesterday, remembering that he had dinner with Betty and the others last night, and then what happened?

Chen Ze looked around; he was now in bed on the second floor, still in his pajamas, not the chef’s outfit from yesterday. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

How did he get up here? Chen Ze was a bit confused. His memory seemed to stop at last night’s dinner. He had a vague recollection of everything that happened after that.

Chen Ze went downstairs. He planned to check the dining room, to see if he could find his missing memories from yesterday.

The dining room was very quiet, and Chen Ze felt it was no different than usual. If he had to mention something, it was probably that the door of the dining room was left open.

Chen Ze immediately went over, locked the door—he didn’t feel his current state was suitable for entertaining guests; Chen Ze thought he could barely stand.

Chen Ze took out his phone and checked the time; it was already 8:27. Although Chen Ze had classes at 8:30, now was the Spring Festival holiday, and he didn’t have to go to school.

"What on earth happened last night?" Chen Ze felt lost, and his head began to hurt again.

"Did I... drink too much?" Chen Ze patted his head—this sensation, he remembered, he had only experienced once in his life.

That was during his college graduation when Chen Ze and several dorm mates bought several cases of beer, and the following day was filled with headaches and dizziness.

Chen Ze hurried to the kitchen to check the trash can. The dining room’s kitchen waste was always thrown into the trash bin, and the restaurant’s trash also went into the kitchen’s trash can.

Then Chen Ze saw several empty bottles of erguotou, and suddenly, the memories of last night became clearer.

"Manager, here, have some water." By that time, Chen Ze had already eaten quite a bit and was feeling thirsty.

So without looking closely, he gulped down the transparent, suspiciously water-like drink Betty handed him...

After that, Chen Ze couldn’t remember what happened, but now he roughly guessed the rest of the story.

Betty must have taken a few bottles of erguotou from the kitchen—this liquor was bought by Chen Ze for cooking, but Betty got her hands on it.

Then, for whatever reason, Betty poured Chen Ze a full glass of erguotou, and Chen Ze, wanting to be polite, drained it in one go.

The corners of Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; he suddenly suspected Betty might have secretly watched an anime about a diving and heavy drinking group, and then decided to play this trick on him.

"Hehehe... hehehe... hahahaha..." Laughter echoed in the dining room, sounding enough to send chills down one’s spine.

Chen Ze put on a mask and went out. His head was hurting, but the anger inside him was like a volcano, feeling like it was about to erupt.

Chen Ze went to the supermarket to buy some things, thankful that this store was open during the Spring Festival. Otherwise, he thought he might have to wait until after the holiday to exact revenge.

"Gentlemen’s revenge, ten years is not too late? Hmph, I prefer to have my revenge on the same day," Chen Ze smiled as he looked at the items he’d bought.

Vodka and whiskey—although a bit pricey, Chen Ze thought they were fine and even useful as decoration.

"Let’s start preparing then. I wonder if Betty can still read text now, it’s probably not advisable to bring it out directly," Chen Ze shrugged his shoulders, then mixed the vodka and whiskey at a ratio of 9:1, poured it into an empty oolong tea bottle, and put it in the fridge.

After the revenge tools were ready, Chen Ze patted his head, feeling a bit dizzy still.

Chen Ze opened the fridge to see what ingredients he had, then decided what new dish to make.

"Red chopped pepper... Green chopped pepper too?" Chen Ze paused, looking at the two peppers, he recalled a dish famous throughout the country.

Chen Ze glanced at the fish he had bought, and then he spotted a grunt.

"Alright, looks like today we can make ’Duo Jiao Yu Tou’ (diced chili fish head)." Chen Ze clapped his hands, having decided what the next dish would be.

’Duo Jiao Yu Tou’, as a famous dish in the Hunan cuisine, was something Chen Ze had also heard of. Conveniently, one of his classmates from culinary school was a Hunan cuisine chef; Chen Ze had chatted with him about how to make ’Duo Jiao Yu Tou’ during lunch.

Having decided what to make, Chen Ze put on his chef’s uniform and started to get busy. But as soon as he picked up the knife, Chen Ze realized he wasn’t quite right today.

Chen Ze leaned against the cabinet—his head felt a little dizzy.

"Is the hangover effect really that bad?" Chen Ze pounded his head, trying to steady himself.

"First cut open the fish head, remove the gills, the dark membrane..." Chen Ze shook his head; he still felt a bit dizzy. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Then rub in salt and cooking wine, it needs to marinate for 15 minutes." He placed the fish head aside, Chen Ze began chopping garlic, ginger, and spring onions.

After the fish head had marinated, Chen Ze began preparing the ’Duo Jiao Yu Tou’ following the recipe and his classmate’s instructions.

"Hmm... the fishy water has been poured off; now it’s time to lay down the red and green chopped chili and then sprinkle some sugar, right?" Chen Ze covered the dish, sat down, and checked his phone.

Now it still needed to steam for another 15 minutes.

Chen Ze yawned; he felt very sleepy today and was sure he hadn’t slept well last night.

"It’s about time to open up too." Chen Ze touched the "Arcane Wisdom Stone", then went to open the restaurant’s main door.

After Chen Ze served the fish head, he heard the sound of the wind chimes and Betty’s voice.

"Boss?" Betty sounded a bit uneasy today.

Chen Ze smiled—if he hadn’t remembered what happened yesterday, he wouldn’t have found anything strange, but now he knew Betty had a guilty conscience.

"What’s the matter, Betty?" Chen Ze asked as he heated up some oil.

Peering in, Betty looked at Chen Ze with a radiant smile, "Boss~ You’re alright today, aren’t you?"

Chen Ze scratched his head. "Nope, I’m fine, but what happened yesterday? How come I woke up in bed?"

"Boss, about yesterday... I don’t know either, after dinner you just let me go home," Betty replied, visibly relieved that Chen Ze hadn’t noticed anything.

"Betty, I bought some drinks; go grab something from the fridge and try it, see if it suits your taste," said Chen Ze, who continued to busily work without turning to look at Betty.

"Eh? Why is that?" Betty was a bit wary.

"Because I’m thinking about adding a new regular drink to the restaurant’s menu," Chen Ze provided the explanation he had thought of beforehand.

"Alright~ I’ll give it a try." Chen Ze heard the sound of the fridge opening.

He couldn’t help but clench his hand; he was looking forward to what would happen next.

Then he heard the sound of water being poured, and Chen Ze turned his head slightly, catching a glimpse.

He then saw Betty pick up the "oolong tea," sniff it, and then extend her finger, which lit up with flame.

Watching the "oolong tea" being ignited, Betty looked at Chen Ze with a grin.

"Boss, is this drink supposed to be flammable?"