Zhen Yuanzi tucked his hands away, just like an immortal cultivator in the midst of an epiphany.
The curry pork chop rice that Chen Ze made tasted very good. Although it seed slightly inferior when slled, after tasting it, one would realize that the cooking skills were on par with the God of Cookery. It was just that the ingredients were not the best. If it could be replaced with the immortal pigs raised in the Heavenly Court, the flavor would certainly be even better.
"Ah~ this soup from the Honored One really is beyond words," Xie BiAn said contently as he took a sip of the hot soup. This pure white fish soup felt amazing to drink.
"Indeed, now I understand why Listening and Conqueror Buddha praised this place so highly after dining here," Zhen Yuanzi agreed with Xie BiAn’s opinion.
Although Zhen Yuanzi did not order the fish soup, Chen Ze still prepared a bowl for him anyway.
"Manager, the usual for today, please: a cup of black tea, a pastry, and if there are any grilled sausages, prepare one for as well," the door was pushed open, and Moriarty walked in.
Moriarty glanced at Zhen Yuanzi and the others. He did not recognize Zhen Yuanzi, but he had so impression of Xie BiAn and Fan Wujiu, so he nodded at them as a greeting.
"Professor Moriarty, welco to the Dream Restaurant~" Betty imdiately went over with a smile and poured a glass of lemon water for Moriarty.
"Miss Betty is still as beautiful as ever. Seeing you every morning brightens my mood imnsely," Moriarty said with a smile as he sat down, taking the lemon water from Betty and sipping it leisurely.
"Please have a seat for a mont, Mr. Moriarty, I will prepare it for you," Chen Ze popped his head out from the kitchen to call out and then went back to his work.
Although Chen Ze was curious why Moriarty would want to eat grilled sausage today, since the custor had ordered it, he couldn’t refuse to make it. So, Chen Ze decided to take so ti to prepare a grilled sausage.
Grilled sausage is a rather common delicacy, or perhaps an ergency snack to fill the stomach?
After all, in many people’s minds, the first image of a grilled sausage is probably the red sausage rolling on a grill at a street stall, or even earlier, the grilled sausage skewered on a stick at a barbecue stall.
But no matter who you ask, grilled sausage is basically a food suitable for all ages. Young people also don’t mind buying a grilled sausage to fill their bellies when they eat breakfast or feel hungry.
Nowadays there are also pure at sausages available, but Chen Ze had never bought those. As a chef, he had his ans of making grilled sausage, which wasn’t very troubleso to do.
Following the Huaxia thod, Chen Ze could chop pork or other types of at into mince and then stuff it in. Once filled, it would be ready, but of course, it required so ti to marinate.
However, Chen Ze had a bold idea, which was to skip the marinating process and put the sausage into the braising pot instead. He planned to cook the sausage by braising, then grill it until done and sprinkle it with chili powder and cumin.
"I’ll give it a try. After all, I have the Quadruple Speed Slate and can make dual preparations," Chen Ze had it well thought out. Marinating the sausage required ti for flavors to seep in, so he decided to speed up the process with the Quadruple Speed Slate.
As for braising, since it was a matter of cooking it through, it was very simple. Chen Ze decided to just braise it in the braising pot.
"As for the pastry..." Chen Ze hesitated. The variety of pastries was vast, and they were continuously introducing more, such as master patissiers from Beiyang and pastry workshops, which usually launched new pastries periodically.
Nonetheless, Chen Ze decided to make a rather classic choice that was popular among many—a cream puff.
The thod of making cream puffs was naturally quite straightforward, at least for Chen Ze now, who could even make cream puffs with his eyes closed. However, to achieve the best effect, Chen Ze still intended to take it seriously.
"Let see..." Chen Ze stared at the nu, lost in thought.
"Who is this guest?" Zhen Yuanzi looked towards Moriarty.
Moriarty had a sowhat unique appearance, resembling a native from another continent, but what Zhen Yuanzi was curious about was why this Professor Moriarty seed so familiar with the restaurant manager.
Moreover, Moriarty appeared to be just an ordinary mortal with no energy in his body; at first glance, he seed a bit like the manager, but not quite the sa. Just the thought of initiating violence would invoke a great terror of life and death.
"Hello, I am Jas Moriarty, a forr university professor, but now I am freelancing," Moriarty said with a smile and a nod, responding to Zhen Yuanzi’s curiosity.
"England?" Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback. In their world, there was no such place as England, and he had never heard the na before.
This made the restaurant all the more interesting, and the manager’s identity beca even more worthy of speculation.
"Not from the sa world, are you..." Zhen Yuanzi did so quick figuring and realized he could not calculate anything about this person nad Moriarty. There was only one possibility.
Moriarty ca from another world.
However, these were issues to be dealt with later. Right now, Zhen Yuanzi planned to go back as soon as possible and share today’s encounter with the other deities.
"Honored One, we’ll be heading back now," Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile as he finished his Lai i. The iced beer suited his taste perfectly.
"Sure, you’re welco to co again next ti," Chen Ze replied without looking up, focusing on making his puffs.
"Honored One, I see you’ve planted a Flat Peach here, haven’t you?" Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the flowerpot Chen Ze had placed in the middle of the restaurant.
"Ah? Yes, that’s right, I’ve planted a Flat Peach seed," Chen Ze nodded.
"Flat Peach, if provided with a large amount of energy, can also grow rapidly. Do you need my help, Honored One?" Zhen Yuanzi smiled, looking towards the kitchen.
"No need, guest, I don’t mind the wait," Chen Ze popped his head out, apologetically looking at Zhen Yuanzi.
"Alright, I’ve intruded," Zhen Yuanzi nodded, then walked out with Fan Wujiu and Xie BiAn.
"Mr. Manager, there always seem to be so strange custors coming here," Moriarty comnted with a smile as he took a sip of his tea, which tasted the sa as always without any improvent.
"Yes... Betty, co in and serve the puffs," Chen Ze clapped his hands; the puffs were perfect, a decent effort, but they hadn’t triggered any special effects, which was also good.
"Okay~" Betty imdiately ran in.
Chen Ze didn’t mind and took out the marinated sausages. It was ti to experint with his ideas.
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