"Ronna, here’s your pizza. How has life been for you all lately?" Chen Ze packed the pizza into a box and handed it over to Ronna.
"Thank you, Manager. Those guys have been taxing the village a lot recently, and many people can’t make it through. If..." Ronna’s eyes reddened as she spoke.
"If it wasn’t for the Manager giving pizzas, things would be very difficult for our family too," Ronna said gratefully, looking at Chen Ze.
In fact, the pizzas Chen Ze gave her had beco life-saving food for many people, but only for Ronna’s relatives and so street children.
For this reason, Ronna was now being called God’s favored child by everyone, since only she could see and enter that restaurant; no one else could see a thing.
"It’s no big deal, really," Chen Ze’s mouth twitched as he spoke. Why did Ronna’s eyes turn red as soon as he asked her? Anyone would think Chen Ze had bullied her if they didn’t know better.
Though Chen Ze knew of the historical figure Joan of Arc, he was clueless about the specific historical events, knowing only that she seed to have ended up at the stake in the end.
It looked like he would have to check Baidu tonight and learn a bit about it, but with Professor Moriarty guiding Ronna by her side now, her destiny was bound to diverge from the historical Joan of Arc’s.
"Thank you, Manager. I’ll co again tomorrow," Ronna bowed to Chen Ze, then left with her pizza box.
Chen Ze silently watched her leave from behind and still felt conflicted about how to tell Ronna that it just wasn’t possible with Nyarlathotep.
Chen Ze yawned. It seed he could only deal with this problem slowly. As long as Ronna didn’t see Nyarlathotep too often, there should still be a way to gradually fade those feelings.
Chen Ze returned to the kitchen, took out the Void Ginseng, and placed it on the cutting board. He planned to weigh it to decide how much to use for different dishes.
"A little over seven kilograms? Not bad, though I’m not sure what it is exactly," Chen Ze hesitated with a knife in hand, unsure which end was which.
In the end, Chen Ze decided to just cut it in whatever way, and with a gentle slice, he revealed a piece of tender white flesh.
"What is this...can’t tell if it’s sea cucumber or ginseng..." Chen Ze laughed and cried at the sight, then boiled it for a bit. After fifteen minutes, he took the slice of Void Ginseng out and tasted it.
The flavor was tender and fresh; with each bite, those were the only sensations, followed by a delicate fragrance that slowly diffused, lingering on the lips and teeth, and the aroma was incredibly persistent.
Chen Ze stared at the remaining Void Ginseng, sowhat at a loss for words.
"If you say it’s edible... The flavor is indeed good, feels even fresher than Moonlight Mushroom... but there’s always this hint of chewing gum flavor..." Chen Ze was deeply conflicted.
This ingredient, Chen Ze felt, showed its value in its ability to leave an enduring taste. One bite would leave the lips and teeth fragrant, and the flavor was indeed fantastic, not to ntion it seed very long-lasting—at least the taste was still lingering in Chen Ze’s mouth more than ten minutes after he had finished eating it.
"Manager, Manager!" While Chen Ze was still in a quandary, the door was pushed open, and then Chen Ze saw a cowlick enter his field of vision.
"What is it?" Chen Ze asked curiously, poking his head out, and then saw Conan co in—or rather, jog in.
"That potion from last ti..." Conan began. He was dressed in casual clothes today, not his usual school uniform.
"You can’t have the potion," Chen Ze shook his head. Giving Conan the potion ant he would definitely embark on a different path, leading to quite a rift from the original story. Whether that would be good or bad was unknowable.
"I know you won’t give it to , I just want to ask, Mr. Manager, what do you plan to use this potion for?" Conan looked up at Chen Ze and asked.
"Eh?" This question stumped Chen Ze; he really hadn’t thought about where he would use this poison. It’s not like he could sell it, right?
And then casually advertise that ingesting this potion might rejuvenate you~
He would probably be arrested the next day and then thrown in prison for selling fake dicine.
However, Chen Ze also couldn’t possibly offer it to other custors, although so of the custors he currently had were pretty tough, like the professor, like the Third Hokage.
"Sigh, if you don’t know what to do with it, why not just destroy it?" Seeing Chen Ze fall into deep thought, Conan visibly relaxed. As long as the manager wasn’t a bad person, the outco would be good.
"Forget it, I think maybe it can be used for other custors," Chen Ze shook his head, recalling a certain Gou Dahu, who was a scientific genius. Perhaps he could develop a youth-restoring dicine based on this potion, right?
Although the chances weren’t high, having so chance was better than none, so Chen Ze still wanted to try it.
"But..." Conan tried to counter, but was imdiately cut off by Chen Ze.
"Alright, Kudo Shinichi, what do you plan to eat this ti?" Chen Ze clearly didn’t want to discuss the topic further. Understanding Chen Ze’s intention, Conan had to let it go.
"Then, I’ll have a beef rice, do you have that here?" Conan asked curiously.
He had long realized that Chen Ze’s place was a Chinese restaurant, and Chinese restaurants don’t seem to serve beef rice.
"Beef rice? We have it, but you’ll have to wait for to go and buy so ingredients," Chen Ze nodded. Conan was quite lucky as Gin had just delivered a top-grade Wagyu beef.
"Okay, then I’m looking forward to it," Conan smiled, took a sip of lemon soda water passed by Betty, and slowly drank.
Chen Ze yawned and left the restaurant, went to the supermarket next door to buy so seasonings he needed, and then returned. However, he had to admit, the black glasses that Jas gave him were really useful.
When Chen Ze was buying black sesa, he could even tell whether they were fresh or old stock that had been sitting for a long ti.
Back at the restaurant, Chen Ze glanced over and saw Conan juggling a soccer ball. No other custors had co in.
Chen Ze hurried back to the kitchen and then began to prepare the beef rice.
There were complicated and relatively simple thods to prepare beef rice. After hesitating for a while, Chen Ze decided to go with the complicated thod.
Boil water, chop onions, and after the water boils, toss in the onions, then add various spices.
After slicing the Wagyu, Chen Ze started another pot, blanched the beef to remove the scum, then scooped it out and put it in the pot with onions.
Add seasonings, and boil the soup until it’s reduced, leaving a little bit of juice, and it’s ready to serve.
Chen Ze clapped his hands in satisfaction; the exquisite beef rice should be good, though not yet perfect, probably a slight issue with the seasonings.
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