Chen Ze clutched his head in pain, his face full of disbelief.
"Is this Murphy's Law? It must be, right? The more I don't want this probability to not be triggered, the more the system won't trigger it. Is this a trap? " Chen Ze's face was full of pain. He had made many light cheesecakes, but none of them triggered the passive effect.
"Manager, that girl wants to pay the bill," Betty came in and said to Chen Ze.
"Hmm …" Chen Ze nodded. It seemed like the girl was scared out of her wits. But what should he do?
Chen Ze walked out to take a look. There were only ten bamboo sticks on Pomelo's table. She had already finished eating. Pomelo's expression was one of contentment, but there was also a hint of fear.
"Dear customer, you have ordered ten skewers. Each skewer costs 30 RMB, so you will have to pay 300 RMB in total." Chen Ze looked at Pomelo with a smile on his face. In his mind, he was wondering if he should use the A-level memory erase (physics).
"I … Pay on WeChat … Wait, there's no internet now …" Pomelo forced a smile on her face. She trembled as she took out a cute pink wallet from her arms. Then, she took out three Grandpa Mao notes and handed them to Chen Ze.
"Dear customer, please wait a moment. Since this is your first time here, we will give you a light cheesecake for free." Chen Ze thought of a solution. He did not need to use the A-level memory erase (physics) anymore.
Looking at Pomelo's happy face, Chen Ze quickly ran into the kitchen and asked Betty to bring out an exquisite light cheesecake. Then, Chen Ze ran up to the second floor. He needed Lavra's help to solve this problem.
"So, dear, do you need me to erase a girl's memory today?" Lavra put down the game controller and looked at Chen Ze seriously.
"Yes, yes. Please, Lavra." Chen Ze nodded quickly.
"That's not a problem. Point it out to me." Lavra quickly agreed.
Then, with Lavra's help, Chen Ze successfully erased Pomelo's memory, and hurriedly sent her out before she could regain her consciousness.
"Eh? Why am I here? "Pomelo looked around blankly. When did she get out of bed? When did he come to this place?
Pomelo couldn't remember at all. However, Pomelo quickly shook her head and took out her phone. She realized that the live broadcast was already connected.
[Transforming Battle Qi into a Horse: Pomelo, Pomelo! Oh my god, you're finally back online. What happened to you just now?]
[Charcoal is a cat: I wanted to call the police just now. Pomelo, what were you doing at the restaurant?]
Looking at the lively live broadcast room, Pomelo was stunned. Why couldn't she remember what had just happened?
Pomelo turned around. The audience had just told her that she was planning to enter the restaurant, but in the next second, the internet had been cut off for more than half an hour.
Pomelo tried to push the door of the Dream Restaurant in front of her, but there was no response. The door was locked.
"Huff … Dear audience, this restaurant is locked. Let's go to other places to take a look." Pomelo shook her head and walked away with her phone.
Chen Ze stood in the restaurant and looked at the female ghost in red clothes. It wasn't that this female ghost was as beautiful as a flower and could compete with Nie Xiaoqian, but she had seduced Chen Ze to the point that he wanted to become a Specter Knight.
It was because Chen Ze had never seen the way the female ghost ate.
After all, the way she wolfed down the food looked quite scary. Moreover, she opened her mouth and poured the soup down her throat.
"So, this time, because her resentment is too great, you want to come to me before you go to the Underworld to see if I can resolve her resentment?" Chen Ze's mouth twitched. Why did it feel like his restaurant was becoming a canteen for the underworld's staff?
"Yes, of course, it was also because we wanted to have a meal here. We haven't had a meal like this in a long time." Xie Bi 'an saluted Chen Ze.
"It's okay. This is a restaurant anyway. But how do we resolve this resentment? Do we help her fulfill her wish? " Chen Ze was a little confused. Was this female ghost's wish to eat the Boiled Fish with Pickled Cabbage before she died? That was too strange.
"That's not it, but she did want to eat the Boiled Fish with Pickled Cabbage once. Now, her resentment has … probably been resolved a little." Xie Bi 'an looked at the female ghost in red.
Chen Ze didn't believe him. After all, the expression on his face looked like he was just being polite.
"This is the fee for this meal, Venerable One." Xie Bi 'an took out a bronze mirror and handed it to Chen Ze.
"What's the use of this?" Chen Ze was curious. In Hua Xia's culture, mirrors were often used to reveal evil spirits. So, Chen Ze was curious about the use of this item.
"This mirror can reveal ghosts," Xie Bi 'an explained. Chen Ze didn't think he needed it, but he accepted it anyway. It might be useful in the future.
After sending off the Black and White Impermanence, Chen Ze stretched his neck. Now, he could finally rest. But he wasn't sure if the streamer had noticed anything amiss.
Chen Ze quickly took out his phone and checked the Riyue City forum. He then went to check the streamer's live broadcast room. Only then did he feel relieved.
"Manager, I'm here." The door was pushed open, and Xing Ping Cheng Ichiro walked in. Chen Ze suddenly felt his back hurt.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you today." Chen Ze took out the Tokyo Is It Hot? Now, all he had to do was look at the magical DV camera.
"Oh? You're still very energetic today. " Xing Ping Cheng Ichiro smiled. He thought Chen Ze would soon lose the motivation to continue learning.
"Of course!" Chen Ze was very serious. This was the best time to improve his cooking skills. When Xing Ping Cheng Ichiro couldn't teach him anymore, then he could go and learn from the Little Master.
"Oh! Then, do your best. Today, I'll teach you about the tossing of the ladle and the control of the heat. "Xing Ping Cheng Ichiro nodded and then began to teach Chen Ze seriously.
It had to be said that Xing Ping Cheng Ichiro was a very good chef. At the very least, he had accumulated a lot of cooking skills over a long period of time.
Many problems that Chen Ze didn't pay attention to were pointed out by Xing Ping Cheng Ichiro. He also taught Chen Ze some of the special techniques of tossing the ladle.
However, he was still very tired. After Xing Ping Cheng Ichiro left, Chen Ze's whole body lay on the table. He didn't want to move at all. He felt like he should go to a hot spring to relax his nerves.
"Manager, manager, do you have any good barbecue here?"
"Manager, we're here."
"Give me a cup of Thunder Ale!"
The corners of Chen Ze's mouth twitched, but he still stood up and responded.
"Okay!"
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