Chen Ze rubbed his eyes. He now deeply suspected that he was hallucinating. When he found that the man was still in the restaurant, he went to check if the gas was not turned off properly.
"Hey, who are you? Are you the manager here? "The bald man saw Chen Ze retreating back into the kitchen and asked.
Chen Ze walked out of the kitchen with his mouth twitching. He was now sure that he was not hallucinating. The person in front of him was indeed a living bald man. Or rather, Chen Ze should call him …
"You are … the bald man in the cape?" Chen Ze looked at the bald man in front of him with a stomachache. The bald man had no hair on his head, and it was a little shiny under the light.
Chen Ze recognized him at a glance. The man in front of him was the male protagonist of one of his favorite animes, Saitama, who was known as the Bald Demon King.
He was also a character in animes that people could cheer for the villain. Chen Ze still remembered that when Saitama and the overlord of the universe, Borges, the bullet screen was filled with "Come on, big brother who flies a spaceship!". It was simply poisonous.
This did not make sense. Chen Ze did not see Saitama's pores when he got closer, nor did he see the skin on an ordinary person's head. The Saitama in front of him was like a person who walked out of the world of One Punch Superman.
"Hey! Who are you calling a bald man? Bastard! " Looking at the grumpy Saitama, Chen Ze was more certain of the other party's identity, especially when he saw Saitama's outfit.
"I'm sorry, customer. Welcome to the Dream Restaurant. What would you like to eat?" Chen Ze coughed a few times. He felt a little awkward because he had always served 3D customers. Now, he was suddenly serving a 2D customer …
"It really is a restaurant. But how did you open the door in the monster's stomach?" Saitama saw that it was an ordinary person and loosened his clenched fist.
This scene made the corner of Chen Ze's mouth twitch constantly. He wondered if Saitama would have directly dealt with the problem with a punch if a monster had walked out just now.
"This … the teleportation gate is not fixed. You should be able to tell that the environment here is different from the one you entered from earlier." Chen Ze shook his head. How could he open a portal in a monster's stomach? He could only say that the guy was unlucky. The portal just happened to respawn in his stomach.
"So I'm no longer in the same place?" Saitama looked around. Indeed, this place was different from the place where he had just fought.
Chen Ze resisted the urge to complain and looked at Saitama with the most normal smile he could muster. "Sir, what would you like to eat?"
Saitama immediately shook his head. What kind of joke was this? He was a man who would go to the supermarket on special days. A meal in such a well-decorated restaurant would probably cost a few thousand, right?
"You can consider ordering the store manager's special recommendation …" Chen Ze naturally understood Saitama's financial situation, so he immediately added.
However, Saitama was already shaking his head and was about to push the door open.
"It's a special today." Saitama hesitated for a moment, but he still took a step out with his left foot.
"The store manager's special recommendation is only 100 yen." In fact, Chen Ze did not accept Yen, but Saitama obviously only had Yen.
"Okay, please give me one." The next second, Saitama turned his head and sat on the chair. At the same time, he took out a 100-yen coin and placed it on the table.
Chen Ze took it with a smile. It indeed had the texture of a coin, and it also looked like Yen.
"But it's probably not in circulation." Chen Ze looked at the 100-yen coin in his hand and scratched his head. It seemed that he could only put it in his box.
Chen Ze took a glass of lemonade and placed it beside Saitama. Then, he went back to the kitchen and began to prepare the store manager's special recommendation today.
"What should I make …" Chen Ze looked at the ingredients in the kitchen. He did not think that Saitama was the kind of person who liked to eat sweets, so after hesitating for a long time, Chen Ze decided to make a braised pork rice, fried dumplings, and a soya Ruda.
Chen Ze looked at the braised pork in the pot while making the dumplings. He remembered that he had heard a friend say that dumplings were a very common food in the two-dimensional world. They were even eaten as a dish.
"Pork and leek dumplings …" Looking at the dumplings, Chen Ze was relieved. He was worried that something would go wrong since it was his first time making dumplings.
Saitama looked at the restaurant. It was obviously not a traditional Japanese restaurant. From the decoration, it looked more like a western restaurant, and the tableware was knives and forks.
"Western restaurants usually have steak, right?" Saitama scratched his head. Since he became a hero, Saitama rarely went out to eat.
"But what is the special meal? It can't be pasta, right? "Saitama did not like pasta very much.
Slowly, a strong meaty aroma drifted in the air, along with the smell of spices and soy sauce. Saitama could not help but swallow his saliva.
After a short while, Chen Ze came out with a dish and placed the prepared dishes in front of Saitama.
"Sir, this is the store manager's special recommendation today. Braised pork rice, fried dumplings, and soya Ruda. Please enjoy." Chen Ze put a pair of chopsticks beside Saitama.
This was the first customer who knew how to use chopsticks in his restaurant. This made Chen Ze feel a little emotional. Finally, he could take out the chopsticks in the kitchen.
"So this is a Chinese restaurant." Saitama had never heard of braised pork rice, so he did not know where it was from. However, he knew about the dumplings and the braised pork rice. He felt that this should be a Chinese restaurant.
"Well, yes, sir." Chen Ze smiled. He would definitely be able to cook more and more dishes in the future, regardless of whether it was Chinese, Japanese, or European or American cuisine.
"I'm going to dig in!" Saitama picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, dipped it in the sauce dish that Chen Ze put next to him, and put it into his mouth.
The familiar taste of the dumpling, the delicious meat, and the vinegar made the dumpling more delicious. Saitama could not help but eat a few more.
Chen Ze had returned to the kitchen. He looked at Saitama who was eating the dumplings and was more certain that his friend's words were indeed very reasonable.
"Phew … The dumplings alone are worth it." There were not many dumplings on the plate. Chen Ze only made ten dumplings, and Saitama finished them in a short while.
"The dumplings are so delicious, so this braised pork rice must be very good." Saitama put down the chopsticks, picked up the spoon that Chen Ze put next to the bowl, scooped a spoonful of braised pork and rice and ate it together.
"Delicious!"
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