My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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Chen Ze stood in the kitchen and touched his chin.

Ainz Ooal Gown is naturally his guest. This is not surprising. After all, Chen Ze has discovered that his Transmission Gate can be said to be connected to many planes.

Not to mention Ainz Ooal Gown, even if his Transmission Gate opens in Douluo in the future, or brings in Senior Bai and Squirrel Hang from the cultivation chat group, Chen Ze will not be too surprised.

However, there are some guests who haven’t seen him for a long time, such as the bald Great Demon King. Chen Ze hasn’t seen him for a long time.

If it weren’t for Chen Ze to be sure of Saitama’s strength, he would probably think that Saitama was accidentally defeated by a Stranger.

In other words…Stranger who lives on the same plane with Saitama is really bad luck.

At this moment, Momonga was also looking at the restaurant curiously. He came here again, but after knowing that Chen Ze couldn’t help him go home, he didn’t come back for a long time.

Recently, I missed the taste of my hometown very much, so I came here again.

Momonga felt that her biggest mistake at the time was that she didn’t modify the settings of the maids. After heaven knows came to that magical world, what did Momonga eat?

Although the maids are very careful to cook according to his requirements, no matter what they do, they always taste a little different from their own in mind.

The salt is always unsatisfactory, and there is a lot of oil. Compared with the light taste of the Japanese style, Momonga cannot accept it.

I don’t know how the cuisine made in this shop is? Momonga is holding her chin bone, thinking about this problem.

Chestnut Rice, what I really miss, I haven’t eaten that thing for a long time.

Momonga glanced at Betty. The waitress seemed to be of the same race as her supervisor, Albedo, but her figure was the difference between Heaven and Earth.

Momonga glanced at Laura again. This is Vampire. Although she also has a Shatia under her, the imposing manners of the two are completely different.

Then Momonga looked towards the only little boy, a little yellow-haired kid with a beard.

Momonga couldn’t help but touched his ring. He always felt that the little boy was familiar, as if he had seen it when he was still at work.

But for a while, I can’t remember where I saw him. This made Momonga a little entangled. He wanted to know the identity of the little boy.

And Chen Ze is making soup in the kitchen. This is not to say that Chen Ze is unwilling to entertain guests with Moonlight Mushroom soup, but Chen Ze thinks Momonga may prefer a sip of Miso Soup.

Although Chestnut Rice doesn’t know if there is any habit of using Miso Soup, Chen Ze thinks it can try.

Miso Soup is also very famous in Japanese Cuisine. This is not to say that the ingredients are exquisite and it is not because it is very delicious, but because basically in Japan, they will make Miso Soup.

Under the promotion of manga animation, Miso Soup has become quite famous.

Chen Ze took some kelp out of the locker, soaked it in water, and then started tonkatsu.

The more troublesome thing about Miso Soup is the process of boiling the broth. The kombu needs to be soaked for about 30 minutes, which is a process that must be waited for.

Blue Fatty is not here now, otherwise Chen Ze could borrow the Time Cloth from Doraemon.

Chen Ze was stunned. By the way, why didn’t he forget to borrow from Doraemon. If the phone booth, it was Divine Item, changing the Divine Item of the entire world.

If my restaurant everyday all will automatically add high-quality ingredients… if I have 100 100000000 million products…

When the time comes is really a small goal of 100000000, Chen Ze can even become the richest person in the world.

“Forget it.” Chen Ze shook the head. If Doraemon is by his side now, Chen Ze would not borrow Divine Item like a phone booth from him.

“En?” Chen Ze lowered his head and glanced, yes, the pork chop was over fried again. It seems that when cooking, don’t think about other things that are relatively better.

“Master, I feel a headache.” Naruto opened his eyes, and a trace of rays of light flashed past.

“Tons~ha~” Laura put down the Cola bottle comfortably, and then glanced at Naruto.

“Very good, the magic energy you have absorbed has reached your endurance limit.” Laura saw Naruto’s current state at a glance.

“Next, there is no need to meditate. First, digest the magic energy with peace of mind.” Laura was satisfied and nodded. Although the discipline is too clumsy, Laura is confident to teach it well.

But which Teacher does not like smart students?

A green rays of light flashed across Momonga on the side. If this is Overlord’s anime, someone in the barrage will send Proud Heavenly Skull green!

Momonga looked at the yellow-haired Naruto in surprise. Now he finally remembered where he had seen Naruto.

In the comics I read when I was young, there was a guy named Uzumaki Naruto, who was Ninja from Konoha.

Thinking about it now, Momonga realized that this Naruto is exactly the same as that Naruto, except that it is a little younger.

For an instant, Momonga’s mind kept thinking about a series of things. If it is really Naruto, then this restaurant is really amazing.

Does that mean that it will also be connected to other planes? Will there be other guests in these animations like Death God and Demon Slayer Blade?

So, if this is the case, would he also come out of light novels or anime?

If it really is, isn’t your Destiny in the hands of others?

Green’s rays of light flashed over Momonga’s body, and the forced calming effect triggered time and time again.

“Guest, sorry for the long wait.” Betty’s crisp voice awakened Momonga who was thinking.

“This is a special recommendation today, Chestnut Rice.” Betty put a large bowl and a medium bowl on Momonga’s table.

Momonga lowered her head and glanced, Chestnut Rice soaked in pure white soup, exuding a good smell, but what attracted more attention was the middle bowl on the side.

Momonga held up the bowl in surprise, and took a sip slowly.

“Hu…really Miso Soup.” Momonga put out a long breath with satisfaction. This taste is the Miso Soup that I often eat.

Although there are some flaws, it is really delicious and Momonga is very satisfying.

Standing in the kitchen, Chen Ze didn’t choose to use Miso Soup to make Chestnut Rice, but Moonlight Mushroom soup.

After all, Chen Ze thinks that if he was studying in the north, he would like to eat more, it would be the Cuisine in his hometown.

Looking at Momonga’s contented expression, Chen Ze felt that he was right this time.

How can bird’s nest and shark’s fin from another town be better than a bowl of porridge in my hometown?