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Chapter 82

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"Restaurant?" The old man was stunned when he heard Chen Ze's words. Then, he realized what Chen Ze was talking about.

"Interesting. What do you have to eat here?" The old man walked in slowly and sat down on a chair.

Chen Ze took the menu from the table. Betty was not here, so he had to serve it himself.

The old man looked at the menu Chen Ze handed to him curiously. He had never seen this thing before, but when he looked at the photos, he felt that it was quite useful.

"Red … Red Braised Pork?" There were two lines on the menu in the common language of the continent and the demon language. The old man knew all of them, but he did not understand the meaning of the words.

"Give me the restaurant manager's recommended set meal." The old man hesitated for a while and decided to order the restaurant manager's recommended set meal on the first page of the menu. According to the description on the menu, the restaurant manager would make a special meal for the day.

Although he did not know what the so-called special meal was, it was better than hesitating about what to eat.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Chen Ze took back the menu and put a pot of iced lemonade beside the old man. He then put on a headscarf and went back to the kitchen.

Miguel looked at this unfamiliar place with great interest. He had just tried to hide in the shadows, but he found that the magic circle here had completely restrained his magic, so he could not sneak around like before.

There was no doubt that this place was quite magical, and there must be a Master Magician behind it. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain the superb attainments in space-time magic.

Miguel touched the chair he was sitting on and the table in front of him. The wood was not very good, but it was very smooth and tidy, as if it had been waxed.

Miguel's fingers quickly tapped on the table. He was thinking about what was going on with the portal that suddenly appeared in his hiding place. Could there be some kind of conspiracy behind it?

If it weren't for the fact that he had seen a certain fat sheep with a bounty on his head walk through a similar portal, Miguel felt that he would never have set foot in this place in his entire life. As an Assassin, being too curious wasn't a good thing.

Of course, Chen Ze didn't know that the old man sitting in his restaurant was also an assassin. He was thinking about what to cook for today's special recommended set meal.

Ruda was the only drink he could bring out at the moment, so he definitely had to make Ruda. Chen Ze planned to provide light cheesecake for dessert. The key was what to choose for the main dish, which he had to think about.

"If it's an old man with white hair and beard … I don't know if his teeth are good, but it's better not to cook something that's too hard to digest." Chen Ze scratched his head and finally decided to cook a bowl of Braised Pork Rice with Soy Sauce.

Chen Ze felt that the old man could still eat the slightly soft braised pork and the equally soft tofu.

After a while, Chen Ze walked out with a plate in his hand. Now, these dishes were considered very simple for him.

"What's this?" Miguel sniffed. From the beginning, the air was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

"Wait, I remember it's in the menu. It seems to be Braised Pork Rice with Soy Sauce, Runaway Pork Rice, and Light Cheesecake?" Miguel remembered very accurately, but he mispronounced a few words when he read the names of the dishes.

"Yes, old man. You can try it." Chen Ze was very confident. These three dishes were all ordinary. Although they were not very delicious, they could still be sold.

Miguel saw the confidence in Chen Ze's eyes. He couldn't help but pick up the fork and put a piece of meat into his mouth.

Ordinary meat. There was nothing praiseworthy about it, but it was cooked until it was soft. It seems that this young man is treating me as an ordinary old man?

Miguel thought as he ate.

"Thank you for your kindness, young man, but I can't eat anymore." Miguel put down the fork. This made Chen Ze, who was about to return to the kitchen, stunned.

Since the opening of the restaurant until now, although Chen Ze had seen many customers, there were very few who were as unique as this old man in front of him.

"Is it not to your liking?" Chen Ze frowned. His dish was an ordinary dish. Even Alyssa would say it was delicious after eating it, although there were a lot of flaws in it.

"That's not it. I … I don't have any taste when I eat." Miguel shook his head. He was not lying, and there was no need to lie.

"No taste?" Chen Ze touched his chin. Mo Fei, this old man, liked strong food?

"Yes, no matter what dish it is, I don't have any taste when I eat it. It's like … like I'm eating dirt." Miguel explained with a smile. This was also the reason why he never went to the restaurant.

"No taste … Then how about you try this? This is our special seasoning. "Chen Ze hesitated for a while and took out a small spoon of chili from the kitchen.

Chen Ze remembered that Rissel especially liked to eat chili. He even said that it was one of the few things that could stimulate his Megalosaurus body.

If even a Megalosaurus would find it stimulating, then there was no reason why a human would not find it stimulating.

Miguel did not reject Chen Ze's kindness. If he could taste some flavor, then he was willing to try more. After all, he was old and there were not many things that he could enjoy.

If even his ability to eat delicious food was taken away, then it would be too tragic.

Chen Ze stood at the side and watched Miguel eat the small spoon of chili in one bite. Then, he chewed for a while and swallowed it without any change in his expression.

"Still no taste." Miguel shook his head.

Chen Ze was stunned. This was a little abnormal. To be precise, the spiciness of chili was not a type of taste, but a type of pain. If that was the case, this old man in front of him had not only lost his sense of taste, but also his sense of pain.

"Old man, I have a request that might be a little too much …" Chen Ze scratched his head. There were no customers now. It was rare for him to meet such a strange person, so he had some thoughts.

"What request?" Miguel looked at Chen Ze in confusion. He originally thought that Chen Ze had decided to give up. After all, his question was not simple.

"I … Can I stab you?" Miguel's eyes widened. He looked at Chen Ze's hands. Chen Ze was not holding a kitchen knife.

Miguel took a deep breath. He had lived for so long, but this was the first time that he heard a chef wanting to stab him with a knife. He even said that the request was a little too much.

"Then can I stab you with a knife? I promise that one stab will be enough. " Miguel looked at Chen Ze with a cold face. He did not move much, but a dagger flashing with cold light appeared in his hand.

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