The method of making durian pizza was not complicated. Although it looked a little strange to make a pizza with durian, after the durian was added to the pizza and heated, the fruit's taste was much lighter. It was not to the extent that it was unacceptable. At the very least, Chen Ze could barely smell it.
"It should be good …" Chen Ze nodded. Then, he put it into the pizza box and put it into a bag. He asked Betty to take it out.
"I'm going out to buy something. You guys eat first." Chen Ze smiled and greeted Moriarty. Then, he rubbed Jehanne's head and went out with his black-rimmed glasses.
Speaking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the first thing that came to mind was naturally mooncakes. This was a tradition of Hua Xia. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family would gather together to eat mooncakes, admire the moon, and drink something. How pleasant was that?
However, with the development of the times, there were more and more flavors of mooncakes now. There were even braised pork mooncakes. It was simply stunning. However, it felt like some mooncakes were even more regional.
For example, although there were people who complained every year that the five-kernel mooncake was so disgusting, why were there still manufacturers willing to produce it? Since there were manufacturers who were willing to continue producing it, it meant that the five-kernel mooncake still had its own value. At the very least, there were consumers who were willing to pay for it.
"But if I were to choose myself, I would still choose the cloud leg mooncake, right?" Chen Ze smiled. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the streets were much livelier. There were people coming and going, and there were also the sounds of merchants hawking. There was a kind of smoke and fire.
Naturally, Sun Moon City also had many regional mooncakes, such as chicken fir mooncakes and boletus mooncakes. Chen Ze had never eaten them before. He always felt that it was a little strange to eat them like that.
The fruit mooncake did not taste very good. Although it was called a fruit mooncake, there was basically no fruit in it. It was just some sticky substance, and Chen Ze did not like it very much.
However, Chen Ze did not come out this time to buy mooncakes. Chen Ze planned to make them himself. This time, he came out to buy some ingredients, including another item that would be on the market during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Chen Ze remembered a line from Tang Guoli's poem, "Not Yangcheng Lake crabs are good, why should one live in Suzhou?"
It could be said that the nature of a foodie was exposed to the extreme, but it also proved that the Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs used to be a world-renowned delicacy.
However, with the development of modern society, the convenience of technology and logistics made hairy crabs no longer exclusive to Yangcheng Lake. Chen Ze came out this time for hairy crabs.
There were many ways to make hairy crabs, and the overall taste was very good. The price of the top hairy crabs was also very expensive, but there were also many common hairy crabs that opened people's money bags.
Chen Ze didn't know how to choose the crabs. He just followed the method taught by Xingping Cheng Ichiro, but the effect didn't seem to be very good.
Fortunately, Chen Ze had an artifact, so Chen Ze silently put on his black-rimmed glasses and then began to choose the hairy crabs needed for tomorrow.
Then, Chen Ze bought a whole 10,000 yuan worth of hairy crabs. Each of them was the best, and there were no problems. However, the price of 10,000 yuan still made Chen Ze feel a little painful.
"Okay, then I'll go buy the things needed to make mooncakes." Chen Ze walked to the farmer's market on the other side. The boss would send the hairy crabs just now after Chen Ze called. It was quite convenient to have them delivered to the door.
When Chen Ze returned to the restaurant, Jeanne and Moriarty had already gone back. Chen Ze didn't even have the chance to ask them to come for dinner tomorrow.
"Forget it, let's just consider it fate." Chen Ze shook his head, then picked up the book left behind by Moriarty and walked into the kitchen. This book should be the detective story of Sherlock Holmes.
In Sherlock Holmes' world, there were more cases because of the existence of the Ripper. Chen Ze translated the book in his broken English. It was called "Blood Wings," which was not written by Conan Doyle.
It seemed that there were some deviations in that world, but it didn't affect Chen Ze much.
"Mr. Store Manager, what did you buy?" Betty looked at Chen Ze curiously.
Previously, Chen Ze had to carry it himself, and it took him a long time.
"Phew … It's the things we need tomorrow." Chen Ze rolled his eyes. If Betty wasn't here, Chen Ze wouldn't have to carry it himself. He could've just asked the porters to bring it in.
"Hehe, can I bring Lindsay tomorrow?" Betty smelled the scent of a feast.
"Sure." Chen Ze nodded. Tomorrow was the day of the family reunion, so Chen Ze didn't mind having more guests.
"Mr. Store Manager is so nice!" Betty was so happy that her tail kept wagging.
Chen Ze looked at his phone. It was already past twelve. He had sent a WeChat message, but his sister didn't reply.
Now that he thought about it, she was still in school. No.1 Middle School was a good school with a high graduation rate, but it also meant that there was a lot of pressure to study.
Although it was the holidays tomorrow, when they chatted last night, his sister said that she wanted to rent a house outside and study hard, especially after she found out that Chen Ze had a girlfriend.
"Let's make something tomorrow and get someone to send it over." Chen Ze touched his chin and thought that it was a feasible idea.
Chen Ze didn't continue to think about it. He planned to look up how to make hairy crabs first, and then choose the best way to make them tomorrow.
However, just as Chen Ze clicked on the search button, the signal was cut off. Chen Ze's mouth twitched.
"Beautiful big sister, have you seen my father?" As soon as the voice came out, Chen Ze instantly knew who the customer was.
"Little girl, do you have a picture of your father? Maybe I've seen him before. " Betty changed the way she phrased it. This was her new idea after she went back and played a game of love yesterday.
"I … I don't have a picture of my father. My father is very tall, his hair is like this, and he's very gentle." The little girl stood on her tiptoes and tried to compare. However, she was too short, so she couldn't accurately describe his height.
"Eh? I think I've seen this customer before. Little girl, do you want to sit in the restaurant for a while? The customer will be here soon. "Betty smiled gently.
"This …" The little girl was a little hesitant. She remembered that her father told her not to trust strangers, but this big sister said that she had seen her father before …
Betty saw a countdown timer. It was obvious that if she didn't do something now, it would trigger the little girl's escape route.
"Big sister has delicious lollipops here!"
The corner of Chen Ze's mouth twitched. 'That sounds like a pervert's speech!'
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