My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal Chapter 240: One hundred - s: Four Happiness Meatballs and S

Chen Ze stroked his chin, he had just glanced at his phone, and it was already ten o’clock at night; it looked like Liu Maoxing wouldn’t be coming. He wondered if sothing had happened.

Moreover, Chen Ze had discovered another problem. Just now, he thought Hastur had given him a ring that was of no use, but after taking a closer look upon receiving it, he realized it contained Ice Fish.

Speaking of which, had it not been for Chen Ze’s sighting of these Ice Fish, he wouldn’t have been reminded that he had asked Hastur for so Ice Fish previously.

"Getting old~" Chen Ze yawned lazily, and then Betty imdiately looked at him, impatient as ever.

"Let’s call it a day, Betty." Since there were no custors anyway and Lafra would probably co looking for him later, Chen Ze decided to let Betty go play gas.

"Long live the manager!" Betty cheered, ready to go upstairs to change.

"Oh, Manager!" Betty suddenly turned back, looking at Chen Ze with a serious face.

"What’s the matter?" Chen Ze was a bit confused. Usually, at this ti, shouldn’t Betty be running off like a horse without a harness?

"Four Happiness atballs, do you know how to make them?" Chen Ze looked at Betty, who was salivating again.

"I do, it’s not that hard. Why, do you want so?" Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, Betty was becoming more and more of a foodie. Also, where did she hear about Four Happiness atballs?

"Of course, I want so! The dishes you make are so delicious, and what you say so agreeable; Betty loves being in this restaurant the most, filled with talented people." Betty imdiately sat down in a chair and expertly poured herself a cup of Coca Cola.

Chen Ze took a deep breath; actually, he himself was feeling a bit hungry. Eating Ran for dinner was tasty, but not filling, and now he was hungry again.

"Fine, I’ll make a serving of Four Happiness atballs." Chen Ze nodded, tied on his headband, and walked back into the kitchen.

Betty had obviously been playing with a just now, but whenever Betty played with s, Chen Ze was reminded of Che Guevara, whose emoji had beco wildly popular throughout Jiangnan.

Lately, he’d heard Che was about to reappear in the public eye, and Chen Ze thought he didn’t need to do anything else but beco an internet celebrity to make a good inco.

Chen Ze took the pork out of the refrigerator. atballs are a rather special delicacy that were initially so simple they were rarely included in cookbooks, but that changed over ti.

As for Four Happiness atballs, it’s a traditional Huaxia dish, delicious and symbolizing good fortune, traditionally served at birthday feasts or wedding banquets and quite popular.

However, Four Happiness atballs are often mistaken for lion’s head atballs by those unfamiliar with the atball family.

Chen Ze rembered eating lion’s head atballs in Hangzhou as a child, thinking that they resembled an enlarged version of Four Happiness atballs, which once made him doubt whether he had been deceived.

But it had to be said, the taste of Four Happiness atballs was indeed very good.

The thod for making Four Happiness atballs wasn’t difficult. Chen Ze could easily do it following a recipe, although he carelessly made a mistake once while shaping the atballs.

However, Chen Ze quickly fixed it and then he fried the properly shaped atballs in a pan, took them out, and began making the sauce.

The sauce on the Four Happiness atballs is quite important; whether the dish is good or not is discernable just by tasting the sauce.

Chen Ze sniffed, the air was filled with a pleasant aroma, which made him very satisfied and caused his stomach to growl a little.

"I rember there’s a dish called ’chicken fat rice’, but I don’t know how it’s made. I’ll have to check the recipe later." Chen Ze looked at the Four Happiness atballs in the pot, almost ready.

Before long, Chen Ze had plated the Four Happiness atballs and placed them on the counter. He wasn’t planning to take them out just yet, after all, munching on a single serving of the atballs seed sowhat improper.

Concerning Huaxia cuisine, the balance of at and vegetables is essential, so Chen Ze decided to make another dish, a combination much beloved by the people of Huaxia.

Chen Ze took two large tomatoes out of the fridge, scored them with a cross on top, and started boiling them in a pot.

He then cracked four eggs, added so salt, and began to whisk them.

Chen Ze felt that if one were to hold a vote for the most beloved ho-cooked dish among the Huaxia people, tomato and egg stir-fry would definitely get a lot of votes.

Whether in the south or the north, there is a consensus on tomato and egg stir-fry; it’s truly food of national stature.

There are different thods to making tomato and egg stir-fry, but Chen Ze still preferred his family’s thod, which was to score the tomatoes with a cross, boil them until the skin wrinkled, then turn off the heat and peel them.

Chen Ze then added so oil, poured in the eggs, and only after the eggs were fully set, did he add the cut tomatoes.

Soon enough, Chen Ze ca out with the tomato and egg stir-fry and Four Happiness atballs and had Betty get two bowls of rice.

"Betty, how did you find out about Four Happiness atballs?" Chen Ze was a bit curious.

Betty was gobbling down her food with great gusto. The red and yellow dish was simply delicious, particularly satisfying, and the Four Happiness atballs were excellent too, with their rich sauce—every bite was filled with joy.

"I... I read it in a novel, where it ntioned ’Great Four Happiness,’" Betty struggled to pat her chest to swallow the mouthful of rice that almost choked her.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, great, Betty was back to reading novels again. Who knows if she would evolve from connoisseur to master in the future.

"Hehe, Manager, this is so delicious!" Betty patted her little tummy, feeling truly full.

"It’s obvious, considering you went for seconds four tis," Chen Ze calmly observed the table, the dishes clean.

"I’ll go wash the dishes now~" Betty carried the bowls and utensils back inside.

"Darling, I’m here." The door was pushed open, and Lafra walked in, looking especially lovely today.

However, Chen Ze felt an urge to drag Betty out and give her a good scolding, because Lafra was dressed in Hanfu.

Who knows how Lafra managed to find a wooden hairpin, and why did it look so pretty?

"What’s... what’s wrong... Your gaze is so strange..." Lafra’s hands gently clasped together, her head bashfully bowed, her face flushed red.

"I’m looking at the woman of my dreams," Chen Ze spoke directly, as Lafra was just too lovely.

Even though Lafra’s golden hair made her look a tad peculiar, she was truly adorable.

"Hmph~" Lafra was in high spirits, walking over with a smile and snuggling up to Chen Ze.

"Manager, I’ll go back..." Betty erged and felt a sense of awkwardness upon beholding the scene in front of her.

"Sorry, sorry, I... I left the gas on at ho! I’ve got to go!"