"Huh? Don’t you guys think Manager Chen Ze’s cooking speed is a bit slow today?" Sebastian looked at the kitchen doubtfully. Normally, the dishes should have been served by this ti.
"Just eat your food. Why are you even concerned about this?" Dragone rolled his eyes. He felt it was probably because Sebastian had ordered too much, which was why Manager Chen was taking his ti.
"I’m just curious, after all, roasting at shouldn’t take that long," Sebastian replied.
Riesel, not paying attention to his two companions, was eating hotpot and sweating profusely.
"Betty, co in and serve the dishes." Chen Ze clapped his hands, having finally finished preparing the roast at Sebastian and his friends had ordered. It seed better not to get distracted while cooking in the future.
"Sorry about that, there was a problem with the roast I made before, so I’ve prepared a new one for you," Chen Ze said with a smile as he walked out.
"No worries, manager. By the way, do you want a Dragon Egg?" Sebastian asked, eyeing the roast at on the table and swallowing his saliva.
"Dragon... Dragon Egg?" Chen Ze looked at Sebastian in shock.
So you’re a female?
Sebastian understood the look in Chen Ze’s eyes and was a bit speechless, but he still explained.
"Don’t get the wrong idea. Recently, the White Dragon has had a surplus of Dragon Beast Eggs. Such eggs, even if they hatch, would only produce Beasts."
"I see... Well then, I’ll take one," Chen Ze nodded. He was certainly interested in Dragon Eggs, in fact, he was also very interested in Dragon at, it was just that he had no way to obtain it for the ti being.
"Sure thing... mmm... delicious!" Sebastian said as he stuffed more roast at into his mouth.
Chen Ze smiled and didn’t continue to disturb Sebastian and the other two Dragons, heading straight back to the kitchen to look up the exact recipe for Beggar’s Chicken.
"Riesel, where’s your wife?" Sebastian asked his friend curiously while eating roast at.
"Her? She’s been spending ti at her father’s house recently, says she needs to take care of herself," Riesel replied nonchalantly, feeling quite relieved at the mont.
"Laying eggs doesn’t require taking care of oneself, did you guys have a fight?" Dragone glanced at Riesel.
Since when did Dragons need to take special care of themselves to lay eggs? Dragone had never heard such a thing.
"Well... she told she wanted to eat Earth-Shaking Beef, but I was in a hurry to co here for hotpot, so I told her ’next ti.’ It wasn’t a big deal," Riesel said, lifting his head with chili oil sared around his mouth.
"Old husband thinks the clan leader might have made a questionable decision." Dragone looked at his old friend, sowhat speechless.
"Sigh, what does Manager Chen say? ’Ironclad straight dragon!’" Sebastian added in frustration.
"Shut up, you two single Dragons." Riesel countered with a taunt that hit the mark.
"So that’s the plan... I feel like I’ll just need to get so lotus leaves tomorrow, then buy so mud and cotton thread, and that’ll be it," Chen Ze clapped his hands, admitting that the Beggar’s Chicken recipe was quite simple.
But that was to be expected, the most basic Beggar’s Chicken is made just like that, without the need for any seasoning, done in this way, the chicken will have that hint of lotus leaf fragrance in it.
"Then after buying the missing items tomorrow, I can make Beggar’s Chicken," Chen Ze yawned, and then heard Sebastian order another ten servings of Argentine grilled at.
"Alright, coming right up," Chen Ze responded from the kitchen. It seed that there would be a busy ti before closing.
"Phew..." Zhu Guangming collapsed onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
The investigation wasn’t making any progress. Although he had so clues, it was clear that revealing them wouldn’t affect the big shots much, let alone cause public outrage leading to the trial of these seemingly respectable fellows.
"I didn’t expect Jennifer to die in a car accident, it was most likely their doing, but it was done very cleanly..." Zhu Guangming rubbed his temples, these shaless people were far more troubleso than he had thought.
However, Zhu Guangming felt he needed to first deal with his own problems; otherwise, not to ntion continuing the investigation, he wasn’t even sure if he could go on living.
"They said I entered the country illegally and now they want to deport . I’ve been hiding for now, but eating is another issue..." Zhu Guangming suddenly thought of the Miraculous Restaurant he had visited before, and he had investigated it.
That restaurant, which could be called a miracle, was a complete mystery regarding its appearance. But according to the video Zhu Guangming had taken, once you enter the restaurant, the door would disappear, reappearing only when soone exits and then vanishing again.
Zhu Guangming took out his tobacco and rolling paper, hesitated for a mont, and then put it back. He decided to let himself relax at that miraculous restaurant again.
"Manager, next ti I’ll bring you a Dragon Beast Egg from the White Dragon, and this is the al paynt for this ti," Sebastian was very satisfied with his al; he had eaten forty servings of barbecue, feeling like his stomach was filled with the taste of grilled at.
Sebastian took out a bag from his chest, containing three Ice Fish. It seed like the combined al paynt from the three dragons, but Chen Ze was quite satisfied as well, for he would definitely prefer more Ice Fish.
"Welco to co again!" Chen Ze waved his hand with a smile.
"Oh right, Manager, I might go to an auction in a while, do you want anything from there?" Riesel didn’t leave with Sebastian but stopped to ask Chen Ze.
"An auction? What kind of things?" Chen Ze’s eyes lit up, he really wanted to buy so ingredients from the other world, after all, the taste of Bill’s beef was quite incredible.
"Manager, I’m here to bother you again," the door was pushed open, and Zhu Guangming walked in, making Chen Ze’s mouth twitch, as he was about to close up for the day.
"It’s a slave auction," Riesel added.
Zhu Guangming’s expression changed instantly, and he quickly shut the door, leaving Betty puzzled, unable to understand why the custor who had visited before now looked as if he had seen a Ghost.
"Did I bring any trouble to you, Manager?" Riesel asked curiously, glancing at the wooden door of the restaurant.
"No worries, probably just a gas leak at ho," Chen Ze laughed it off, not bothered.
However, Riesel’s words did catch his attention, a slave auction... but he didn’t need any slaves; one waiter was basically enough for the restaurant, and he was not a master of slaves.
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