My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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Chen Ze rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes slowly, and got up from the bed. Laura was still sleeping, and there was no sign of getting up for the time being, so Chen Ze didn’t intend to disturb her, and didn’t know why Laura has been so sleepy lately, Chen Ze asked Laura and did not answer, but blushed and said it was a secret.

If you ask urgently, Laura will step on Chen Ze, so after being stepped on dozens of times, Chen Ze gave up the idea of ​​asking this question.

“It’s a bit cold today.” Chen Ze, who walked out of the bed, couldn’t help but tremble. The weather is really cold now. Chen Ze opened the window and took a look. It was raining outside.

Chen Ze laughed, it’s rainy and cold, and it’s usually the best time to eat Hotpot at this time. It seems that you can start to consider learning how to make Hotpot today, otherwise you will always buy Hotpot base materials and you will not be able to increase your EXP.

After a simple wash, Chen Ze changed clothes, then came to the first floor, opened the door lock, and began to prepare today’s ingredients.

“Yo, little brother, it’s still so early today.” Yukihira Jōichirō was the first to come in. He has now completely replaced his son’s job and is now in charge of teaching Chen Ze to cook.

“It’s Chef after all, but Mr. Yukihira, I would like to ask, do you have any recommendations for Ramen?” Chen Ze thought of yesterday’s winery staff. It seems that those Japanese visitors still like Ramen. .

“Ramen? Didn’t you teach you some basic Ramen before?” Yukihira Jōichirō raised her brows, and then put down her backpack.

“I still want to learn more, because some customers like Ramen, so I don’t want to press down.” Chen Ze laughed, and then gave Yukihira Jōichirō a Mango Mousse.

“It tastes good. Frankly speaking, among the Chefs I have seen, you are the best dessert. Even the top ten of Totsuki Saryo Culinary Institute are not as good as you.” Yukihira Jōichirō praised with satisfaction After a bit of Chen Ze, today’s rigorous guidance began.

If you must compare exercise with exercise, Chen Ze feels that Yukihira Jōichirō’s teaching method is to let you run 3000 metres, and you can’t stop and slow down. Most people really can’t hold on, but Chen Ze is already A good Chef, plus the physical strength is relatively better, so I still hold on.

“Yes, little brother, but you are still not enough. Tomorrow I will teach you the difference between various ingredients.” Yukihira Jōichirō patted Chen Ze on the shoulder with satisfaction.

In his opinion, Chen Ze’s technical level will definitely surpass himself in the future, and even reach a higher realm. Take the amazing Magical Mapo Tofu, at least Yukihira Jōichirō has never seen this kind of Cuisine. .

“Okay.” Chen Ze wiped his sweat with a towel. If it weren’t for the guests in the restaurant, they would be warm in winter and cool in summer. Chen Ze felt he could wet his clothes every day by sweating.

However, Chen Ze found that he was looking forward to tomorrow’s arrival even more, because the difference between the ingredients is really big, not only between different ingredients, but also between the same ingredients. Significantly.

Take mutton as an example. Southern mutton generally tastes a little fishy, ​​so there are not many people who like to eat it, but if it is mutton from Inner Mongolia, the smell of fishy mutton will disappear a lot and it will taste even more. Delicious.

So Chen Ze has recently ordered lamb from Inner Mongolia on the Internet. As long as the lamb arrives, Chen Ze can start cooking some lamb dishes, such as mutton soup, lamb soup, lamb rice noodles and so on.

Thinking of the taste of those delicacies, Chen Ze couldn’t help but swallowed saliva and said. It seems it’s time to get a bowl of Lanzhou beef noodles.

“Shop…Manager…” Chen Ze was taken aback by the sound, and quickly put down the beef he was cutting, and took a look at it.

Then I saw that Betty was dying, and he walked in weakly holding the door frame.

“What’s wrong with you?” Chen Ze was a little dazed. Why didn’t I see him for a day, Betty was just as drained.

“I…I’m hungry…” Betty lay on the chair. She felt that she hadn’t experienced such a life in a long time.

Hunger, endless hunger, feeling the stomach is acidic, burning uncomfortable, Betty knows that this is not enough to eat, although it was even more miserable when I was a slave.

“tsk tsk, what a big deal, I’ll make a bowl of noodles for you, and wait.” Chen Ze shook the head, then went back to the kitchen, quickly made a bowl of beef noodles, and gave it to Betty.

“I feel like I’m coming alive!” Betty, who had eaten Ramen with strong wind scattering the last clouds, looked contented.

“Speak well.” Chen Ze looked at Betty with false eyes. How could this guy be like this every time? I don’t know if he thought it was the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

“Hehe, I’m going to change my clothes now.” Betty stuck his tongue out and ran up to the second floor.

Chen Ze shook the head, Betty this guy has been watching anime recently. The ghost knows where she learned these suffocating expressions. You must know that the two-dimensional cute girl is pretty good to do, but three times Yuan…

If you look beautiful and cute, then you can accept it, but if you look like Grandma Qiao Biluo, it is very unacceptable.

Chen Ze didn’t struggle for too long, turned around and made himself a bowl of beef noodles, put a tablespoon of hot pepper, and ate it with two cloves of garlic.

Then Chen Ze cut a little empty ginseng and put it into his mouth to chew.

“How does the void ginseng feel that it can only be used as chewing gum.. Why don’t you try the dragon insect soup?” Chen Ze thought for a while and thought that this idea was also quite good, so he took out the dragon insect soup. Then start heating.

After the dragon worm soup boiled, Chen Ze cut three more pieces of Void Ginseng and threw it in.

“Wait for half an hour to see.” Chen Ze closed the lid, and then continued to cut other ingredients.

“Mr. Manager, is there any morning tea today?” Professor Moriarty pushed the door and walked in before cutting it for a while.

“This is of course, Professor, didn’t Mr. Holmes come?” Chen Ze looked behind Moriarty curiously, not at all following the big detective.

“Thank you, Betty…that guy seems to have a big opinion of me, so he is still making trouble for me.” Moriarty smiled and took the lemon tea from Betty and took a sip of it slowly.

“That said, Mr. Holmes is indeed such a persistent person.” Chen Ze laughed, and then took out the black tea. It was time to take care of Moriarty’s body. Wolfberry Black Tea is good.