"Side effects? What side effects?" Flea looked at Chen Ze curiously. Eating at his place, she had really never seen any side effects. Could this daifuku be so sort of alchemical potion?"
"It’s just... People might do so strange actions." Chen Ze hesitated for a mont, but he still explained.
"That’s fine, let try it." Flea took a piece of daifuku, slled it, and detected nothing weird about it.
On the contrary, there was a faint scent of fruit, which Flea actually liked quite a bit. However, considering what Chen Ze had ntioned, she decided to be careful.
"Destiny, co here, I have sothing good for you." Flea smiled as she stuffed the daifuku into her companion’s mouth.
"Uh... I want to die... Just let ... Mmm... Mmmhmm~" Destiny was on the verge of tears, then suddenly stood up and twisted into a few poses.
"Tsk, it’s really quite an eyesore, Mister Manager, I’ll pass." Flea shook her head; those poses were too embarrassing. If it had been her, she probably would have socially died on the spot.
"Um... My eyes can’t stand it either, I’ll pass too." Reinhardt, who was eating barbecue, also hurriedly waved his hands, afraid that Chen Ze would offer him the daifuku.
Chen Ze nodded, then prepared to toss the daifuku into the trash can.
"Wait..." Destiny, who had just recovered, spoke out.
"Hm?" Chen Ze turned his head in confusion. Could it be that Destiny felt the daifuku was too embarrassing and wanted to personally dispose of it?
"How much for this... thing? I want to buy it and take it away." Destiny had regained his composure, and his eyes beneath the mask stared fixedly at Chen Ze.
"How much? It’s not necessary, consider it an apology for earlier. If you want it, just take it for free." Chen Ze shook his head. This thing was originally a failed product, and now with Soma Yukihira’s guidance, Chen Ze was confident he could make an even more fantastic daifuku.
"By the way, Flea." Chen Ze rembered sothing he had ntioned to her last ti.
"What is it, Manager?" Flea looked at Chen Ze with curiosity.
"About that matter from last ti, I’ve already asked soone to handle Hearthstone. I can give it to you when it’s ready." Chen Ze clapped his hands together. Nyarlathotep’s abilities were reliable, it was just uncertain when the otherworld version of Hearthstone would be ready.
"Alright, thank you so much, Mister Manager, by the way." Flea nodded with a smile, then took a bag out from her bosom.
"This is our paynt for the al, a Sun Mushroom." Flea handed the bag to Chen Ze.
As soon as Chen Ze took the bag, he felt a warmth emanating from it, and it seed to be coming from the bag itself, which made him very curious.
He had only heard of the Moonlight Mushroom, and it was also an especially important ingredient in Chen Ze’s possession. Where did this Sun Mushroom pop up from? He wondered about the taste of this new ingredient.
"Thank you, and you’re welco to co again next ti." Although he hadn’t tried it yet, Chen Ze was looking forward to it, considering the na was sowhat similar to Moonlight Mushroom.
"Then we’ll co again next ti." Flea waved her hand and then left with her companion.
Chen Ze stretched lazily, hoping that there would be more custors today; otherwise, it was really too boring.
On the other hand, Destiny once again made his way to He Luo’s shop.
"Why are you here again? Are you here to buy so ingredients?" He Luo looked at Destiny curiously, and subconsciously shifted her stool.
Destiny saw this and felt a twinge of pain in his heart, but today he had co with the intention of repairing their relationship.
"This... It’s sothing I obtained from a ruin, and it has a very strange effect." Destiny took out the daifuku, the pristine white snack with its tempting food aroma was quite eye-catching.
"Isn’t this ant to be eaten?" He Luo looked at Destiny with dissatisfaction, thinking that the masked man was simply mocking her.
"It’s a real alchemical item, but its effect is quite bizarre; it makes people involuntarily perform a few actions." Destiny quickly explained, otherwise he worried that he would be turned away at the door.
"..." He Luo didn’t speak, just gave him a look as if he were an idiot.
"I can prove it to you!" Destiny anxiously grabbed a piece of daifuku and threw it into his mouth.
"Mr. Destiny, I think... you might need to see a priest, after all, this kind of behavior... " He Luo expressed concern with her face, but her gaze only made Destiny feel even worse—hey, he wasn’t an idiot!
Chen Ze, of course, didn’t know that because of the daifuku, his beloved god had treated Destiny as an idiot; he was looking at his phone.
To be precise, he was searching for recipes.
"Tigger Essence Broth? That’s an unusual na, let see what the recipe is..." Chen Ze raised an eyebrow, then the more he read, the darker his expression beca.
"What kind of recipe is this... I fear I’d end up in jail if I tried it." Chen Ze rolled his eyes, knowing it’s not okay to eat ga, especially not tiger testicles.
"Flying Dragon Soup... Forget it, it’s an endangered species, I can’t afford to ss with that." Chen Ze felt sowhat speechless. Why did every recipe he looked up turn out to be like this?
Flying Dragon Soup actually has nothing to do with eating dragon at or dragons at all; it’s completely about a bird, the Flying Dragon Bird.
But because they were consud in large numbers, Flying Dragon Birds are now endangered as well.
Chen Ze hesitated for a mont, then searched again, this ti finding a recipe that seed feasible.
"Paper-wrapped fried chicken? It just sounds like fried chicken; why would it be lost?" Chen Ze looked carefully again to confirm the reason for its disappearance.
The thod of making paper-wrapped fried chicken isn’t complicated; the recipes are even still available. However, the key lies in one essential ingredient that’s no longer around: the paper. This paper isn’t ordinary paper but made using ancient thods, and the materials for making this paper are also lost to history with no clear answers; hence the entire dish has beco lost as well.
"Paper, huh... But with this broken System of mine, unless I figure it out on my own, it’s hardly likely to give the recipe." Chen Ze felt a bit lancholic, but then he slapped his face to snap out of it—after all, it was a lost recipe, and it wouldn’t be so easily recreated by him if it were simple.
Chen Ze continued his research on Baidu, looking up ancient papermaking techniques and materials that could potentially be used to make the paper—all of which required further study.
However, Chen Ze put down his phone. It wasn’t because he had given up, but because the wind chi rang—there was a custor coming in.
"Welco to the Dream Restaurant, Mr. Saitama~"
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