Chen Ze stretched his back. It was not that he did not want to buy coffee beans and a coffee machine to grind it himself. Chen Ze had thought of doing so before Chen Ze gave it a try.
Only then did he realize that it was not easy to grind coffee manually. Not only did he have to learn how to choose the coffee, but he also had to master the grinding method and technique, as well as how to adjust the concentration of the coffee.
Not to mention learning how to make Blue Mountain Coffee, Cappuccino, and other varieties. Therefore, Chen Ze chose to give up in the end. Instead, he chose to serve instant coffee like Nescafe.
Chen Ze would consider buying coffee beans and a coffee machine if he met someone who did not want to drink instant coffee in the future.
Chen Ze frowned. He suddenly remembered that when he was researching various ways to make coffee, he saw a type of coffee called hand-brewed coffee. At that time, Chen Ze was tainted.
"Ah … I really miss the time when I was young and ignorant. Back then, my penis was still a pencil, and my chrysanthemum was still a flower …" Chen Ze shook his head. His naive self was gone forever.
Chen Ze focused and continued to process the dough. After all, the dough was almost ready.
"The coffee in this restaurant is quite unique. However, I prefer the coffee beans from the Tamilnadu state in southeastern India. The taste of the ground coffee beans there is excellent," Professor Moriarty said to Molan with a smile as he took a sip of the coffee in his cup.
Betty stood at the side and listened silently. India? Is that the Hindustani that people often talk about on the forum?
Curry flavor, Indian divine skills, but I don't think I've heard anything about coffee beans.
"Sir, your knowledge is really amazing," Molan flattered at the right time.
"Haha, Molan, as long as you read more books and experience more things, you can always learn a lot of things. Also …" Moriarty looked at the magical restaurant with a smile.
"Knowledge is really intoxicating," Moriarty sighed. His main focus was now on the restaurant.
The magical door, the magical waiters, and the magical oriental chef. Moriarty liked it very much. He wanted to explore this magical place.
"Dong dong …" A dull sound rang out.
Chen Ze didn't hear it. He was still making steamed buns in the kitchen. Once he was done, he could steam them. Then, he would harvest delicious crab roe soup dumplings.
"Hmm?" Mo Lan turned around. Was it an illusion?
"Someone is knocking on the door." Moriarty glanced at the door. He was certain that he had heard it.
"Eh?" Betty was a little confused, but she still opened the door to take a look.
"There's no one …" There was nothing outside the door. Betty felt a little creeped out.
Could this be some kind of supernatural event?
Betty quickly closed the door.
"Dong …" The strange knocking sound came again. Betty swallowed her saliva. The sound she heard seemed to come from below the door, as if someone was knocking on the door below.
Betty opened the door abruptly, but it was empty again. There was nothing inside.
"Betty, stop trying. The door you open will only lead to your own world." Chen Ze walked out. The crab roe soup dumplings were already being steamed.
My own world? Moriarty immediately grasped the key point. He looked at the wooden door. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like it could lead to another world.
However …
Thinking of the wooden door in Whitechapel, Moriarty felt that this should be the truth.
"Then what should I do, manager? It's very scary." Betty was a little trembling. She looked at the wooden door in horror.
"Aren't you a succubus? Why are you afraid of ghosts? "Chen Ze didn't care. Even Miss Kayako was destroyed by him. Who would Chen Ze be afraid of?
"Who said succubi can't be afraid of ghosts? You're discriminating!" Betty was angry. Then, she stood aside.
Succubus? This restaurant is getting more and more interesting.
Moriarty took another sip of coffee. He looked at Betty, her wings, and her tail with interest.
"Yes, yes, yes, you're afraid of ghosts. But just wait for it to come in. If you can't open the door, you can't enter my restaurant." Chen Ze rolled his eyes. No matter what kind of customer it was, they had to come in by themselves. Chen Ze couldn't open the door for them.
"Kuo … Kuo Wai …" Betty trembled and covered her mouth.
"Speak human language." Chen Ze narrowed his eyes and looked at Betty. How did she do it under the effect of Arcane Wisdom and still speak Japanese?
"Dong …" The sound of knocking came again, and this time, there was an even stranger sound.
It sounded like something was scratching the wooden door. Then, there was the intermittent sound of water dripping.
Creak … The door handle moved, and then the door was slowly pushed open.
Chen Ze looked at the door strangely. There were no customers, and he didn't feel anything coming in.
"On the floor, sir." Moriarty raised his cup and gestured to Chen Ze.
Chen Ze lowered his head and saw a person lying on the floor.
"Eh? Customer, are you okay? "Chen Ze was a little confused. Is this a drunkard?
However, Chen Ze immediately realized that this guy wasn't a drunkard. He slowly stood up in a very strange posture, like a marionette.
Chen Ze calmly looked at the boy in front of him. He raised his head. The left side of his head was missing, and there was a big bloody hole in his head. Chen Ze could even see the brain.
No matter how he looked at it, he was a dead person. After all, a living person with such injuries would probably be sent to a funeral home.
"Sigh, another customer like Kayako?" Chen Ze sighed. Then, he planned to use a magic array to destroy this ghost.
"Is this … a restaurant?" Blood dripped from the boy's face onto the floor, but he did speak.
"… Yes. Customer, do you want to eat anything?" Chen Ze was silent for a while. Although he was a little unhappy that the floor was dirty, this was still a customer, so Chen Ze chose to serve him.
"Hmm … I want to eat egg fried rice." The boy nodded. Then, he dragged his exposed right leg and found a place to sit down.
Then, he turned his head to look at Moriarty and Moran, and nodded cautiously.
"S … Sir …" Moran was a little flustered. He was Moriarty's number one fighter and had killed many people. However, he had never seen a dead person who could still walk and eat.
"Don't make a fuss. If there are demons, why can't there be ghosts?" Moriarty observed the ghost. The hole in his head looked very interesting.
"Store Manager, this must be a brainstorm, right?" Betty came over. Chen Ze glanced at her.
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