My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal Chapter 537 - Three Hundred Ninety-Seven: The Taste of Drago

Lafra nodded happily; in fact, Dragon at was sothing she wasn’t short of, having tasted just about every type of Dragon there was. However, the fact that Chen Ze was inviting her to eat Dragon at still brought her joy.

Lafra glanced at the restaurant’s front door; she hadn’t quite told the truth just now. The reason she insisted on playing a feeding ga with Chen Ze at lunch was to assert her dominance in front of that annoying female Dragon.

So when she slled the scent of a Red Dragon a mont ago, Lafra hurriedly ran down, wondering whether the female Dragon couldn’t resist and was about to seduce Chen Ze -- an act that wouldn’t be too strange among the Dragon Clan.

Chen Ze was very focused on what he was doing; he didn’t notice Lafra’s little sches, as all his attention was on the Dragon at before him.

What Dragon at looked like, what it tasted like -- these were questions Chen Ze didn’t know the answers to before, but now he felt he could go on Zhihu and answer them.

"Laxative, I’m in another world, just stepped out of the portal, there’s a crowd of insiders; stealth mode activated," Chen Ze humd a tune and sliced the at that looked like gemstones into pieces, then soaked them in ice water to remove the gay sll.

Although Chen Ze was unsure if this would work on Dragon at, he could only try it out first.

Then Chen Ze brought out his grill; he still planned to roast the Dragon at over charcoal. However, before he could put the charcoal in, he saw the grill before him suddenly ignite.

"Sweetheart, Dragon at can’t be cooked with ordinary fire," Lafra said, turning around to see Lafra watching him with a smile.

"Okay, thank you, sweetie," Chen Ze nodded with a smile, thankful for Lafra’s help, which saved him so trouble. Otherwise, by the ti Chen Ze realized that charcoal wouldn’t cook the at, he might have already been waiting for quite so ti.

Chen Ze then placed the Dragon at on the grill, not even brushing it with oil, as he intended to taste the essence of the ingredient itself to see if the at’s flavor could be brought out.

Watching the Dragon at sizzle on the grill, Chen Ze quickly processed the other pieces of at and then put them in a boiling pot to cook the Dragon at.

"Done, next is to focus on the grill," Chen Ze shrugged his shoulders, feeling a pain in his halved self and not sure why; maybe he was tired from cooking for too long.

"Hmm, I’ll help you watch it," Lafra said seriously with a nod.

But seeing her look as if she could fall asleep at any mont, Chen Ze didn’t have much confidence; however, it was nice that Lafra had the intention.

Cherry blossoms fall at a speed of five centiters per second, so how long does it take to cook Dragon at?

Chen Ze didn’t know the answer to this question, but he knew now that the cooking ti for Dragon at was six minutes and six seconds, and he didn’t know why. According to Lafra, the cooking ti for Red Dragon at was generally this duration; it seed Red Dragons really belonged to a 666 kind of Dragon Clan.

"Do you want to sprinkle on sothing?" Betty asked. Lafra thought the opportunity to eat Dragon at was rare for Betty, so she had called Betty in from cleaning outside.

"No, the main point of this taste test of Dragon at is to appreciate the flavor of the at itself," Chen Ze shook his head; what a joke, if he wanted to add seasoning, he could co up with no less than a hundred seasoning combinations, but there was no need.

Chen Ze had cut a total of nine slices of roasted Dragon at, which allocated three slices per person just right; there was no occurrence of the kind of problem a mathematics teacher might question.

Gazing at the fragrantly sizzling Dragon at before him, Chen Ze licked his lips, hoping that this Dragon at would not disappoint.

As the Dragon at entered his mouth, Chen Ze’s first reaction was that it was hot—although it had been off the grill for so ti, it was still very hot, yet not to an unacceptable degree.

As Chen Ze bit into the first piece, the temperature quickly dropped, followed by a flow of flavorful juices oozing from the at, carrying a rich and spicy kick—very delicious—and Chen Ze felt that this at juice was more like a sauce.

The originally unseasoned Dragon at beca springier and more delectable due to the Dragon at juice; the juiciness and the at’s flavour rged perfectly, constituting Chen Ze’s strongest impression.

There was no such reaction as clothes bursting upon eating; the Dragon at gave Chen Ze an ultimate aty experience, beyond which he could find no fitting adjective.

This is the consequence of not reading much—Chen Ze truly wanted to praise the Dragon at eloquently, but what blurted out was only an astonished "Holy shit."

"I didn’t expect this Dragon at to co with its own seasoning," noted Betty, eating quickly; by the ti Chen Ze finished his first slice, her plate was already empty.

"Roasted Dragon at is like that. One dish is made by wrapping Dragon at with Dragon egg liquid, then coating it with Abyss locust; it’s delicious," explained Lafra calmly. This dish cannot be considered a dish, as it was rely the inherent flavor of the Dragon at, devoid of any processed trace.

"Speaking of Dragon Eggs, I actually do have one." Chen Ze rembered the white dragon egg in his pocket, although Sebastian stubbornly referred to this Dragon Egg as a Dragon Beast Egg; Chen Ze wondered what his fixation was.

"A Dragon Egg? That would make for a good ingredient to work with. If it could be paired with the ingredient you asked about before, my love, the flavor would be even more exquisite," Lafra said with a sweet smile.

The ingredient Chen Ze had previously acquired was called the Toad’s Heart, which despite the na, was not the toad Chen Ze was familiar with, but a type of fungus. It resembled a toad, but could hop around, alive.

However, due to a toxic substance it released, it was difficult to catch, but for the powerful, it wasn’t much of a challenge.

"All right, I’ll give it a try next ti," Chen Ze nodded, although his current focus remained on exploring better ways to enjoy the Dragon at.

Thereupon, Chen Ze brought out the cooked Dragon at—the fla for which had been supplied by Lafra; otherwise, it may have taken a year to cook properly.

Cooking the Dragon at prompted a significant reaction, as Chen Ze discovered upon removing the pot lid; the Dragon at soup had beco a deep red, but Chen Ze wasn’t too eager to taste this broth.

The cooked Dragon at retained its red hue but resembled a gemstone even more, appearing crystal clear without any visible veins or muscle structures, looking more like a jewel than sothing edible.

Chen Ze picked up a piece of Dragon at and put it in his mouth, gently biting into it.

It was as soft as jelly, and yet the taste was that of at, which made Chen Ze very uncomfortable; the texture combination was simply too bizarre.