My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal Chapter 501 - 361 Mephisto: The 007 Work Schedule is Truly a

The new use of the Sun Mushroom made Chen Ze very happy. At the very least, whether it was used for cooking or enhancing the spiciness of chili peppers, it was a very good choice. However, Chen Ze was still hesitant. If he put it into hot pot, he wasn’t sure if it would still have the sa effect.

"If only Riesel were here, after all, this guy really loves spicy food. For him, the Sun Mushroom could play its greatest role." Chen Ze shook his head; the Sun Mushroom could wait for now. Before that, he needed to prepare the pizza that Ronna was going to take back with her today.

"Ronna, how do you think this problem should be dealt with?" Moriarty asked with a smile, holding a piece of paper in his hand which was obviously ant as a test question.

"This... I think Joan of Arc did quite well." Ronna blinked her eyes.

"Oh? Why is that?" Moriarty’s expression did not change; he asked calmly.

"Isn’t it because the King always needs those... um... people who eat with golden spoons to take on the role?" Ronna tilted her head, under the impression that a lofty king always ate with a golden spoon, and felt that if her dirty hands touched his clothes, she could even be sentenced to death.

"Ronna, your idea is incorrect. You must understand, a king is not born a king, the soul of a king is the sa as that of an ordinary person..." Moriarty patiently educated Ronna, enjoying the pleasure of this queen-nurturing ga.

"In fact, the soul of a king is indeed different from that of an ordinary person; their souls are darker." An unfamiliar voice spoke, and Moriarty raised his head to see a man in white clothing walking in.

"Welco to Dream Restaurant, Mr. phisto." Betty smiled and walked over; he was a regular custor.

"Good day, Succubus Betty. What delicious food do you have to recomnd today?" phisto walked in slowly and then took a seat.

"Mr. phisto, all the dishes in our establishnt are very tasty." Betty handed the nu to phisto.

"I rember the manager is a Huaxia chef, so Kung Pao chicken should be an easy dish for him, right? Bring a serving, along with so soy sauce chicken and a bowl of chicken rice." phisto tapped his fingers on the table.

"phisto... Mr. phisto?" Moriarty went over the na in his mind. Not many dared to use that na, and the most famous was of course, the Demon King of Hell.

"What’s wrong, teacher?" Ronna looked puzzled at Moriarty, who seed a bit distracted ever since this custor had co in.

"Nothing, let’s continue our lesson." Moriarty said with a smile, shaking his head. He had so other thoughts in his mind.

"Kung Pao chicken? Soy sauce chicken? Chicken rice?" Chen Ze was stunned for a mont when he heard these three dishes; he really hadn’t expected phisto to order them.

Speaking of chicken rice, the most famous would naturally be the Wanbei chicken rice from Taiwan Province of Huaxia. Chen Ze had eaten it before, and indeed, it tasted quite good, but it could get a bit greasy if eaten too much.

"No problem, let Mr. phisto wait a bit," Chen Ze clapped his hands. For Chen Ze, the difficulty wasn’t in how to cook the dishes but rather in how to select the recipes.

The popularity of Kung Pao Chicken was quite significant, so there had always been ongoing research into improvents and variations of the dish. Many recipes had been developed and subsequently shared online. Of course, so big restaurants’ Kung Pao Chicken might involve their own secret techniques, but Chen Ze had not apprenticed with a master chef of Huaxia cuisine.

"Let’s go with this one," Chen Ze decided after so consideration, choosing a recipe he quite liked even though it was an ordinary household cooking thod, confident that the taste would be assured.

Preparing Kung Pao Chicken wasn’t complicated. The main ingredients usually included chicken breast, cucumber, and peanuts, with so recipes adding carrots according to their own unique thods.

After preparing a fine dish of Kung Pao Chicken, Chen Ze was quite pleased and wiped his hands. Next, he was to make Soy Sauce Chicken and also prepare so Chicken Oil Rice on the side.

For Chicken Oil Rice, there was indeed a thod involving adding chicken oil after the rice had cooked, but Chen Ze wasn’t fond of this technique. He felt that Chicken Oil Rice made this way might not be as flavorful, which could affect the final result. Therefore, he planned to cook a version where the rice was cooked directly with the chicken oil.

In the process of making Soy Sauce Chicken, Chen Ze peeled off the chicken fat and skin and set them aside to render the oil. When the oil was nearly done, he washed the rice, added water, and then combined it with chicken oil and skin, with a pinch of salt. All that was left was to wait for the rice to cook.

"Betty, do you work here every day?" phisto asked with interest as he looked at Betty.

"Yes, Mr. phisto, is there sothing you need?" Betty stood up, placing her cleaning cloth aside, and looked at phisto quizzically.

"No, just wondering when you usually rest," phisto shifted his feet, seemingly wanting to cross his legs in a relaxed pose but ultimately deciding against it.

"I don’t rest," Betty shook her head. In fact, she found the work in the restaurant quite easy and didn’t see much difference from resting.

"Lately in Hell, we’ve been implenting a 007 work system and many demons are quite pleased with it. I thought you might be the sa," phisto said with a smile. As more modern human souls fell to Hell, the 007 work system had been proposed by the Demon Rights Protection Association. phisto, who enjoyed playing around with it, had approved with laughter.

"Ha... hahaha," Betty laughed awkwardly. Hell really was terrifying; Betty had seen people online complaining that the 996 work system was torture, and she hadn’t expected there to be an even more brutal 007 work system. But souls shouldn’t have to worry about sudden death, right?

"Betty, co in and serve the dishes," Chen Ze called out, wiping his hands. The pizza was also ready, and with the help of the Quadruple Speed Slate, the Chicken Oil Rice was done ahead of ti too. However, there were no comnts on the Chicken Oil Rice, probably because the System thought the dish was too simple to judge, falling into the category of sothing anyone with hands could make.

"Okay~" Betty happily rushed in, but Chen Ze hesitated a mont and stopped her before she could leave.

Then, under Betty’s perplexed gaze, Chen Ze took out a bag of Fuling pickles from the storage and poured it all into the Chicken Oil Rice.

"Go on," Chen Ze said with increased satisfaction.