"I do know quite a few interesting pieces of knowledge or stories, but if I just start talking about them, it might take up a lot of ti. After all, they aren’t stories that can be finished in a short period," Moriarty said with a smile as he looked at Chen Ze. He indeed knew many interesting things.
"Then, Professor Moriarty, may I ask if you know about Jack the Ripper?" Chen Ze was very curious. Although modern science later found key evidence, it was still impossible to definitively identify the real criminal.
After all, the criminal had long departed from this world, and it was impossible to summon his soul for an interrogation, right? That was beyond the realm of science.
This was a matter of black magic, and it involved souls or Hell. Perhaps phisto could do it with ease.
"Jack the Ripper? Of course, I know him," Moriarty nodded. He certainly knew about this guy since it was Jack the Ripper who told him about this miraculous restaurant.
"So, do you know what kind of person he was?" Chen Ze was extrely curious, his face filled with excitent as he looked at Moriarty.
"Jack the Ripper, huh... He was a very solitary person, who liked to idle away in Whitechapel, and he also enjoyed drinking," said Moriarty as he took another sip from his cherry juice, slowly stretching himself in a relaxed manner.
"Solitary?" Chen Ze was stunned. It seed that most criminals possessed so strange characteristics or very tragic life experiences.
How does the saying go?
"Talents flock to Arkham, and Gotham City is known for its simplicity and honesty."
No, that’s not right. It’s that every super-villain’s backstory is particularly tragic, and it would almost be embarrassing for them to et their fellow inmates without one.
In Arkham Asylum, there is an especially large number of super-villains with tragic backstories, and they were all different, such as being abandoned by one’s wife or falling into a vat of chemicals, all very common occurrences.
And then you have villains like Mr. Freeze, whose wife and himself were afflicted with an incurable disease. Though Chen Ze had a panacea, he wouldn’t just offer it unconditionally to anyone, especially since he didn’t even know these people.
"Yes, but he was nothing more than an insignificant little person," Moriarty said without a care, Jack the Ripper?
This sowhat neurotic subordinate of his was starting to show uncontrollable tendencies. Regardless of the reason or as a diversion for the old rat constantly watching him, Moriarty planned to deal with him soon to prevent any backlash.
"However, such knowledge is too cheap. I’ll give you so other rewards," said Moriarty as he took out a small flask from his jacket, which appeared to be made of tal.
"This is a drink I personally favor. It should be useful for the restaurant owner to use in his cooking," Moriarty said with a smile as he placed the small flask down and then departed.
"Alcohol, huh... Why have the custors recently been gifting alcohol?" Chen Ze muttered to himself as he opened the flask and sniffed. A faint scent of alcohol wafted out, not strong but quite pleasant, with a hint of fruitiness.
"Manager, the dishes are washed," Betty said, her face full of expectation as she looked at Chen Ze. Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, but he still checked his phone.
"Alright then, take a break. Go upstairs and play; I’ll order so Laoshan White Flower Snake Grass Water and Vanilla Juice for you," said Chen Ze as he rolled his eyes. Nevertheless, he let Betty go upstairs to take a break.
Watching Betty joyously head to the second floor, Chen Ze shook his head. Now was a good ti to experint with new dishes while Betty was away, just hoping that no new custors would co in.
If a custor did co in, then Betty’s wish to relax and play gas would be spoiled.
Stretching, Chen Ze took out ingredients from the fridge and continued to explore the combinations of ingredients from different worlds.
"I feel like Bill beef would taste even better if it were grilled," Chen Ze stroked his chin, thinking this idea was pretty good, especially since the texture of Bill beef was really nice.
Moreover, the juices in Bill beef were easily sealed within the at, making the taste sensation even better when eating it.
"Let’s try out my idea and see how it goes," Chen Ze twisted his neck, then took out the Bill beef and began to research formally.
This noon was very relaxing, with hardly any custors. Betty played until two in the afternoon before she finally ca down feeling satisfied.
"Manager, what are you doing?" Betty asked curiously as she looked at Chen Ze.
"Beef, grilled beef to be precise," Chen Ze explained briefly, then he took out the beef. It was the Bill beef he had grilled, sprinkled with cumin and chili.
"Beef?" Betty’s interest was piqued, and she looked as though she really wanted to try it.
"Manager, I want a serving of food, just like the sashimi from last ti!" The sound of the door being pushed open was accompanied by the tinkling of wind chis.
"Sis, today’s haul is really aweso," Jack’s voice followed, and then Betty imdiately headed out.
"Welco to Dream Restaurant, esteed custors~" Betty walked out with a beaming smile and poured water for Alice and Jack each.
"Mr. Manager, I’ll have a serving of sashimi too, and then could you also get so dessert," Jack leaned on the table, his face the epito of despair.
"Alright, no problem, please wait a mont," Chen Ze nodded, then put on those glasses that the compulsive types favor most.
But he quickly took them off again, finding them not very practical. Sashimi doesn’t just need to be cut neatly, if it’s not done according to the fish’s muscle texture, it’s problematic.
Therefore, Chen Ze decided to do it himself, and in no ti, he had prepared two servings of Iceberg Fresh Mountain and had Betty serve them.
"It’s the familiar taste..." Alice said with a satisfied expression, a shield as large as she was lying next to her hand.
"I feel like this place is where my soul belongs," Jack was very content as he ate the sashimi in big bites.
"I’m glad you two like it," Chen Ze said with a smile, watching Alice and Jack.
These two custors were quite special. Chen Ze paid close attention to them as they were among his most important custors, because they had given him things he still rembered vividly.
Particularly that leaf with Rune Words on it, which he had given to Lafra, and it seed to be regarded as an engagent ring, which left Chen Ze baffled.
Then there was the pair of glasses they gave him last ti, which Chen Ze still hadn’t figured out their use.
This made Chen Ze quite curious about what Jack and Alice would bring him this ti.
He hoped it would be sothing sowhat normal.
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