My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal Chapter 535 - 395: The Initial Success of Crispy Rice Cuisin

Reinhardt’s barbecue was very convenient to handle, after all, it was simple to make and didn’t present any difficulties, and Chen Ze got the hang of it quickly, but Chen Ze was a bit troubled when it ca to Flea’s al.

Chen Ze wanted to provide Flea with a transcendent-level curry pork chop rice, but the problem was that the flavor of curry pork chop rice was too intense. If he made the curry pork chop rice, then the following dishes would seem lackluster in comparison.

"What a headache..." Chen Ze pinched the bridge of his nose. He had eaten his fill since Lafra had insisted on completing the whole feeding play, and although he felt a bit embarrassed, he was indeed full.

But afterward, Chen Ze discovered a problem, which was that curry pork chop rice would dominate the taste buds, making other dishes taste bland. He thought that the issue might arise because the other dishes hadn’t reached the transcendent level yet, leading to a contrast in flavors.

Chen Ze still rembered how impressed he was with an episode of Food Wars back in the day, where after serving a very explosive dish, it would suppress the taste of subsequent dishes, posing a significant trouble for the following chefs.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ze now found himself in such a predicant, but he wasn’t too concerned about it since this was just a small challenge on the path of a chef, and he quickly ca up with a solution.

That was to only serve the curry pork chop rice as the main dish, no other dishes, and then add a serving of chocolate dream cake. That would also be a very good choice, except Chen Ze needed to make it larger since Flea was originally a Dragon who cut at to pay off debts. Usually, dragons have a very big appetite.

"How do you feel?" Flea asked, sitting on a chair, looking at Reinhardt.

He was devouring the barbecue voraciously, with the aroma of at wafting around. Flea felt a bit hungry now.

"It’s quite good, the manager’s barbecuing skills are really top-notch." Reinhardt gave a thumbs up. His attitude was calm; now that he had obtained a nearly eternal life, Reinhardt beca even more laid-back and easygoing.

Flea even heard that the daughter of Freedom City’s lord had taken a liking to the dashing Reinhardt, admiring the way he handled things, making many nobles envious and resentful.

"It’s pretty good, the manager is a very gentle person." Flea glanced at Reinhardt’s barbecue, noting that there weren’t too many spices like chili, and the level of cooking was just right, thinking Chen Ze had made such gentle barbecue considering Reinhardt’s age.

"Yes, a very gentle young man." Reinhardt nodded. This restaurant was magical, and although Reinhardt had eaten many high-quality ingredients, his favorite food was still the dishes from Chen Ze’s place.

"I plan to go back and start promoting the manager’s items. Didn’t you talk to about a cooperation last ti? I plan to take only a 10% cut of the profits, giving the rest to the manager." Flea took a sip of lemon water; she wasn’t in a hurry as the air was filled with a pleasant aroma.

"Hmm, I support you. I’ll recomnd it to those nobles," Reinhardt nodded, understanding the subtext of his companion’s sudden statent.

"Hmm." Flea nodded and then glanced at the kitchen, where the boy who had been ridiculed and presumably furious earlier now seed even more charismatic.

"Betty, co in and serve the dishes." Chen Ze wiped his hands, having finally finished preparing what Flea needed.

Actually, making a large pot of sothing is an entirely different concept from making a normal sized pot; it’s not as simple as doubling the ingredients for two servings of curry pork chop rice. If you do that, you’re likely to end up with a dish that’s either too intense or too bland.

"Okay~" Betty walked in, her steps light and carefree, showing no signs of soone who had just devoured her al like a beast.

Once Betty had taken the curry pork chop rice out, Chen Ze scooped out the rice again, intending to continue his attempts at creating the dream-like crispy rice dish. Despite nurous failures, he always believed that he would succeed next ti.

It was probably like the sky clearing up after rain; Chen Ze felt he was ready to give it another go.

Flea ate her al with great satisfaction. Although she only had one serving of curry pork chop rice, the portion was huge and the flavor even more delicious, causing her to feel the urge to revert to her true form and devour the entire dish in one bite.

However, Flea restrained herself since there’s a big difference between a montary delight and a prolonged pleasure.

"Bang~" A muffled sound ca from the kitchen, to which Betty was accustod, having witnessed similar incidents during Chen Ze’s cooking experints.

"What happened?" Flea looked up, puzzled.

"Haha, it’s nothing, just ssing around with sothing," Chen Ze said with an awkward laugh, but his heart was filled with joy as he had finally produced his first dish that was acknowledged by the System.

[You have made a poor-quality magical crispy rice dish. Experience in making otherworldly cuisine has increased by 1 point.]

The experience gain was minuscule, but Chen Ze didn’t care. What he wanted wasn’t the experience points but the successful creation of the crispy rice dish, and getting recognition from the System ant that his dish had reached the threshold of entry-level cuisine.

"It seems that my research direction is correct, but I still need to adjust the thod of preparation and figure out how to maintain the crispness. I think Liu Maoxing might have applied sothing inside the pot..." Chen Ze stroked his chin, while the unpleasant dish had already been thrown into the trash can. Eating it was out of the question, it looked too awful.

"Should I try incorporating ingredients from ful in Egypt and Tamiya’s mix?" An idea flashed through Chen Ze’s mind, but he imdiately shook his head. This idea probably wouldn’t work. He’d better focus on how to increase the crispness of the rice instead of ending up with a dish that turned into beef brisket soaked crispy rice every ti.

"Manager, we’ve finished eating." When one is deeply focused, ti tends to fly by. By the ti Chen Ze realized it, Flea had already finished her oversized curry pork chop rice.

"Alright, this is our collaboration item, take it, and I’ll explain how to play as well," Chen Ze said as he took out the improved version of Hearthstone Nyarlathotep had given him and handed it to Flea.

Upon receiving it, Flea imdiately felt that sothing was off. Why did this object feel so similar to the divine presence they worshipped?