My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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In this world, there is a kind of cold, called your mother thinks you are cold, and then forced you to wear a pair of long trousers, and even sent it directly to the company, so that all colleagues in the company know that you are a person wearing long trousers. Then overwhelming majority colleagues will show the same smile because they are also wearing long trousers.

For Chen Ze, my mother seems to like to send me something. The black garlic I sent before, Chen Ze cooked once, and then put it down silently. The taste is really unique. Chen Ze can’t control it temporarily, let alone the bitter gourd and so on sent back.

“Ai, I hope it’s something normal this time.” Chen Ze can only pray silently in his heart, don’t send any weird stuff when the time comes, Chen Ze doesn’t know what he should do, he lost it It was impossible to lose, after all, wasting food is bad.

“Mr. Manager, is there any black tea today?” As soon as he heard this voice, Chen Ze knew which guest had come.

Originally, Chen Ze thought that Professor Moriarty might come after a while. After all, Professor Moriarty said that there is something to deal with before, and didn’t expect to deal with it so quickly.

“I also want a cup of black tea. If there is something delicious, please recommend it to me.” Another unfamiliar male voice, but Chen Ze didn’t care. It is probably Professor Moriarty’s follower, who used to be Professor Moriarty. Often with Moran.

“Professor Moriarty, actually I never thought you would come so early. Would you like to order anything other than black tea?” Chen Ze took a probe and saw Moriarty smiling at him, and The tall man sitting aside.

Chen Ze was stunned. The man was about six feet tall, with blue eyes, and an aquiline nose, wearing a deerstalker hat, and a cloak behind him, with a pipe in his mouth, his eyes deep. Looked at himself.

“This…is?” Chen Ze had a vague guess in his mind, but he was not sure. After all, if it was really that one, then why would he come with Professor Moriarty? This is unreasonable.

“Hello, I heard Moriarty say that you seem to like Watson’s books?” The man said, his eyes still fixed on Chen Ze, without any slack.

“So… you are Mr. Sherlock Holmes?” Chen Ze was excited all at once, and the man’s expression was also quite surprised. He had already seen Chen Ze’s emotions.

“Yes, I am Sherlock Holmes, very pleased to know you, a magical Oriental.” Holmes smiled, he stood up and took Chen Ze’s hand.

“Oh my god, it’s really you, Mr. Holmes, can you take a photo with me?” Chen Ze was very excited. Maybe he saw Canon of Sherlock Holmes since he was a child. Chen Ze liked this big detective very much, didn’t ‘t expect can see daoist now, and…

Why does this Sherlock Holmes always feel a bit like the version of Sherlock Holmes? But that’s okay, you can say that the photo taken with you is a photo taken with Juan Fu, instead of hiding it by yourself.

“Take a photo? Of course it’s fine, but Manager, do you have a camera here too?” Holmes looked around and didn’t see anything commonly used by cameras.

“Don’t be so troublesome, Mr. Holmes, you can just look at it here.” Chen Ze took out his phone and took a selfie with Holmes. The flash flashed and the picture was taken.

“It’s a magical place, actually Moriarty appeared in front of me and threatened me…” Holmes was surprised. He looked at Chen Ze’s phone in amazement. Chen Ze was showing him the photo he had just taken.

“Holmes, don鈥檛 talk nonsense, I just invite you to come here, aren鈥檛 you curious about this place.” Moriarty looked at Holmes with a cold face, with a look of dissatisfaction. He didn鈥檛 threaten Holmes, just It was just a’friendly’ invitation.

“If Moriarty you want to point a gun as an invitation, I have no opinion.” Holmes glanced at Moriarty, frigid irony and scorching satire.

Chen Ze has nodded pain, should he be called Sherlock Holmes and Moriarty, natural enemies?

“Okay, professor, what would you like to eat?” Chen Ze pinched his eyebrows, then looked at the professor and asked.

“Just the black tea from last time, plus an Asado BBQ, and another vegetable salad.” Moriarty knew what he wanted to eat, so he ordered it quickly.

“Then I would trouble Mr. Manager to recommend it to me.” Holmes sat down with a smile, and it happened to be the farthest distance in the restaurant from Moriarty.

“Um…Okay.” Chen Ze sighed, what else can I do? It’s not just going back to cook, as for Moriarty and Sherlock Holmes, Chen Ze doesn’t plan to take care of them anymore.

Back in the kitchen, Chen Ze began to think about what to do for Sherlock Holmes. After all, what Professor Moriarty wanted was very clear. Chen Ze only needed to do it, and it was not too difficult, but Sherlock Holmes was different. Up.

Should you be called a detective? Instead of following what Professor Moriarty asked for, he asked Chen Ze to cook some recommended dishes.

“Manager recommends Cuisine, this thing hasn’t appeared for a long time, then let me see…” Chen Ze stood in the kitchen, lost in thought.

“Are you afraid of sitting so far?” Moriarty sneered and looked at Holmes who was sitting farthest.

“You and I know well, why bother to ask?” Holmes calmly drank black tea. The taste of this black tea is not the same as what I often drink, but the taste is still very good, but the red in it The wolfberry affects the taste a bit.

“Then what do you think.” Moriarty asked nonchalantly. He believed Holmes knew what he meant.

“…Undead in England cannot rest in peace.” Holmes was silent for a while before answering Moriarty’s question.

“It wasn’t me who killed them. You should know, didn’t you arrest them? Detective?” Moriarty sneered when he said the words Detective.

“The murderer who killed them was arrested, but the person who provided the knife to the murderer is still at large.” Holmes glanced at Moriarty. He was still following the clue of this guy, but I have to say that Moriarty was too cautious. , It is difficult to convict.

“I don’t plan to play those little tricks anymore. It’s boring. It’s better here.” Moriarty looked at the kitchen deeply. He still wants to know why this restaurant can appear out of thin air. This is magic. Or technology?

“I want to know too, but I will still catch you.” Holmes also glanced at the kitchen.