Chapter 26
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Chen Ze was no stranger to sweet and sour pork ribs. It was his family's signature dish. He used to eat it once a week when he was still at home.
However, compared to the sweet and sour pork ribs, Chen Ze preferred the simple deep-fried pork ribs.
"Brother, the pork ribs you bought are not good enough." Chen Xingchen picked the ribs with disdain.
Chen Ze patted her head helplessly. "Don't be so disdainful. I don't know how to pick ribs."
"Tsk tsk, you really are a brother who can't even win against maggots. At least maggots can be used as chicken feed." Chen Xingchen took out a portion of pork ribs and threw it on the table.
"See if the seasoning is enough." Chen Ze was used to his sister's sharp tongue. He opened the freezer and took out a small bottle and put it aside.
"There's definitely enough seasoning … What is this?" Chen Xingchen turned her head to look at the thing Chen Ze took out in confusion.
"The ingredient Stan gave me. It's called Strong Liquor Grass. I don't know how to process it. You can ask around when you're home today." Chen Ze looked at the grass in the bottle and touched his chin.
Originally, he wanted to soak the grass in water to see if he could make any alcohol. However, he was afraid that something might go wrong, so he delayed it until now.
"Strong Liquor Grass? What a strange name. "Chen Xingchen washed her hands and opened the bottle to take a sniff.
"Hey, wait, don't …" Chen Ze quickly stopped her, but it was obviously too late.
"What is this … It reeks of alcohol." Chen Xingchen covered her nose in disgust and put the bottle cap back.
"That's why I stopped you. You know what Strong Liquor Grass is from the name."
Chen Xingchen frowned as she looked at the small bottle and then at the pork ribs. She felt that maybe she could try another dish.
"I think this can be made into Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, but Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs is usually made with rice wine. This kind of thing … I can only try." Chen Xingchen hesitated for a while before speaking her mind.
"It's okay. Try it. You have to try it anyway." Chen Ze didn't care. He didn't know how to cook it either. He might as well let his sister, who was much better at cooking than him, have a try.
"Then, brother, come over and help me." Chen Xingchen put on a mask. She didn't want to be knocked out by the strong smell of alcohol before she was done.
"Okay." Chen Ze also silently put on his mask, then opened the bottle and took out the spirit grass.
"Cut it into sections first, then marinate the ribs."
"How come the smell of alcohol is getting stronger with the seasoning?" Chen Xingchen covered her nose. Even through the mask, she could smell the alcohol getting stronger.
Chen Ze shook his head. How could he know why the smell of alcohol was so strong after he cut it open? He felt like he was about to lose consciousness.
"Turn on the hood and see if it can remove the smell of alcohol. Otherwise, we can't continue." Chen Ze pointed at the hood, and Chen Xingchen immediately turned it on.
Along with the operation of the kitchen hood, the extremely strong smell of alcohol in the kitchen finally faded a lot.
Chen Ze didn't realize that the smell had spread to the outside of the restaurant.
"What's this smell?" An office worker sniffed.
"It smells like alcohol …" A girl in a dress covered her nose. She had just experienced a nightmarish cocktail party yesterday.
An old man smelled the alcohol in the air and came to the door of Dream Restaurant.
"That's right. The strong smell of alcohol is coming from this restaurant."
"It smells so good … It's much better than the alcohol I've drunk!" The old man swallowed his saliva. He had never smelled such a strong smell of alcohol.
Just smelling it next to him was a kind of enjoyment for an old drunkard like him.
"Why isn't this restaurant open?" The old man knocked on the door impatiently, but there was no response.
"I'll call Old Man Sun over first … Otherwise, it won't be good if the restaurant opens." The old man took out his phone and made a call.
On the other hand, Chen Ze felt like he was about to faint. Even with the hood on, the smell of alcohol in the air kept affecting his rationality.
"Brother … Come here. Come here and try it …" Chen Xingchen, who was cooking, was blushing. She had a low alcohol tolerance, and it was already very hard for her to hold on until now without collapsing.
Chen Ze shook his head, walked to the stove, and lifted the lid of the pot that was simmering.
A smell mixed with the smell of meat and alcohol directly filled Chen Ze's nose.
"This smell …" Chen Ze picked up a piece of pork rib with his chopsticks and took a tentative bite.
Chen Ze couldn't help but open his eyes wide. He had eaten pork ribs many times before, but this was the first time he had eaten something as unique as this.
Chen Ze chewed slowly. The meat and bones were chewed together, and the thick soup flowed into Chen Ze's mouth.
Chen Ze felt like he wasn't eating meat, but more like eating porridge.
"Xingchen! You try it too! This dish tastes really good. "Chen Ze excitedly picked up a piece of meat and turned around, trying to let his sister have a piece too.
But when he turned around, Chen Ze saw that Chen Xingchen was already lying on the table, unconscious.
Chen Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He carried his sister up to her room on the second floor and covered her with a blanket.
"You've worked hard …" Chen Ze rubbed Chen Xingchen's blushing face.
When Chen Xingchen was cooking, she was very busy. She would even tell Chen Ze what he needed to pay attention to. Naturally, Chen Ze knew that she wanted him to master the dish as soon as possible.
Otherwise, Chen Xingchen could have finished the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs 20 minutes earlier.
"Looks like dishes that aren't made by me won't give me any experience." From the beginning to the end, Chen Ze didn't see any familiar words.
Chen Ze took a few deep breaths of fresh air and walked down to the kitchen. He still had to deal with the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs.
Just as he reached the first floor, Chen Ze heard someone knocking on the door of the dining room.
"What's going on? Could it be that someone from the community came to put up something? "Chen Ze walked into the kitchen and looked at the monitor screen in confusion.
Chen Ze was shocked when he saw that a large group of people had gathered at the entrance of the dining room. There were even some old men among them.
And the person knocking on the door was an old man.
"Could it be that they are fans of the Storm Roast Meat?" Chen Ze scratched his head. This was the only possibility he could think of.
However, with so many people gathered at the entrance of his dining room, it was quite troublesome. Moreover, there were so many old men. If anything happened to any of them, Chen Ze reckoned that he would go bankrupt.
So, Chen Ze put on his headscarf and opened the small door. He had to ask what was going on.
As for the door, Chen Ze wouldn't open it. If an Undead Lord came in after the old men, it would be a big problem.
"Old man, what's the matter?" Chen Ze nervously rubbed his hands.
"You are?" The old man in the lead looked at Chen Ze in puzzlement.
"I am the owner of the Dream Restaurant. I don't know …"
"Good boy, what kind of wine is your restaurant brewing? Quickly take it out and let this old man quench his thirst! "The old man's eyes lit up. He patted Chen Ze's shoulder hard.
Chen Ze felt a huge force coming from his shoulder and tried his best not to let himself fall.
This old man was quite fierce!
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