My restaurant connects to another world

"Next time it's troublesome to set up a stall and tell the stars." Chen Ze nodded when he heard the words, it was not a matter of importance.

"By the way, Your Excellency Medivu, have you ever seen a giant dragon?" The second and second illness, who had become Romanty again, approached with a serious face.

"I've seen it, I've seen two, a black dragon, and a golden dragon." Chen Ze nodded, he really saw a giant dragon.

"God! Have you ever seen such a magical creature like a dragon? You deserve to be the last guardian. Actually, I also have a demon in my house. Are you going to see it?" Zhonger Bing said in a very low voice, with a face It's true.

Chen Zeqiang held back his smile and shook his head hard, "No, no, the salesperson in my shop is a succubus, I won't go to see it."

Chen Ze just heard that Chen Xingchen said that the demon in Romanti's house is a huge Alaskan dog.

Chen Ze thinks that if the Alaskan dog is really the Alaskan family, it would be appropriate to describe it as a demon.

After all, Chen Ze knew the name of the three stupid sleds.

"Succubus? Hey" the second girl had an expression that I understand, which made Chen Ze a little bit painful, he obviously didn't do anything.

"Your Excellency Madiwu, what is the figure of the succubus? Where is the tail? Is it exciting?" Chen Ze felt that he should take out the bus card, and the old driver in front of him seemed to be driving.

"Shihan, what are you talking about with my brother?" Chen Xingchen finally arrived at the critical moment and rescued Chen Ze in embarrassment.

Chen Ze glanced at Chen Xingchen, and the other hand was carrying a box of fried rice, a box of takoyaki and a bowl of shaved ice.

"Brother, are you exhausted today? I bought this for you specially." Chen Xingchen handed Chen Ze the hot fried rice.

Chen Ze took the plastic bag, picked it up and smelled it, the fried rice smelled very strong, very Chen style.

"You fried it?" Chen Ze asked, this kind of fried rice will add a little soy sauce and spicy oil style, which is what Chen Xingchen and Chen Ze's mother will do.

"I am not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." Chen Xingchen shook his head quickly and denied Sanlian.

Chen Ze didn't speak, just picked up a spoon and took a spoonful. After just taking a bite, Chen Ze could be sure that this fried rice was his sister's handwriting.

Chen Ze picked up the shaved ice again, and the fruits on it were Chen Ze's favorite.

Chen Ze opened the takoyaki and took a look. It was indeed Chen Ze's favorite sauce.

There is a brother-controlled sister who is arrogant and poisonous, looks good?

Chapter 52 Open for Business

"Today is really tired to death." Chen Ze stretched out, lying on the bed without any thought of moving.

After returning from the No. 1 Middle School, Chen Ze went to the vegetable market to buy some ingredients he wanted. After all, he had already figured out what to cook for himself.

Oily and dry, an uncomplicated dish but a little bit demanding for heat and dry quality.

Chen Ze’s memory of oily dryness dates back to the last time he ate at home. After dinner at home, Chen Ze took out his mobile phone and started. This is also one of his few hobbies after work.

But Chen Ze has another problem. He always likes to eat something, whether it's dessert or snack, Chen Ze always feels that he has to chew something in his mouth, which looks delicious.

At that time, Chen Ze would go to the kitchen to scoop a bowl of cold rice, and then add a few slices of oily dry, without any other dishes.

Chen Ze's impression of oily dry food is that it is a good meal. If you eat it alone, you will feel a bit salty if you eat too much.

However, the advantage is that it is easy and simple to make. You only need to slice the dry bacon into small sections, add garlic and ginger in the oil, and you can make it.

So Chen Ze didn't worry that he would fail many times. Basically, as long as he mastered the appropriate heat, there would be no problem.

"Speaking of it, that cooking school looks pretty good, but it's a bit far away from me." Chen Ze scratched his head. When he went to buy ingredients in the afternoon, he also found some information about the cooking school on his mobile phone. .

I found a few good ones, but they all have one thing in common. It is far from the city center, and there is one that Chen Ze prefers, even in the suburbs.

"I regret that I didn't take the driver's license at the university." Chen Ze yawned, and he felt like he was falling asleep.

Chen Ze looked at the phone, it was 7 o'clock in the evening.

"Let's sleep for a while. I'll talk about finding the school tomorrow." Chen Ze took the phone to charge, and then fell asleep.

The next day, Chen Ze woke up naturally, and the phone's alarm did not play any role as usual.

Chen Ze picked up the phone and glanced at it. It was 11:30 noon.

"Get up and do some oiling." Chen Ze walked into the kitchen after a simple wash.

Chen Ze picked up the kitchen knife and was a bit tangled. Generally speaking, it can be cut into small pieces or slices. It depends on the chef's personal ideas.

"Slice it, right?" Chen Ze felt that he was simply choosing a difficult disease, or the late one.

Chen Ze picked up the kitchen knife. During this period of time, he has been cooking a lot, and Chen Ze finally did not dare to cut the vegetables from the beginning, for fear of novices.

Up to now, Chen Ze can slice quickly, and he doesn't worry about cutting it, unless Chen Ze loses his mind.

After a while, a small plate of dry slices was cut and placed on the table.

Chen Ze began to cut garlic and ginger again. These spices are also necessary.

Turning on the fire, Chen Ze struggled with how long it would take to fry while heating the pan.

The most important thing about oily dryness, Chen Ze thinks is that it will burn too much, and it will develop too early, and the taste of oily dryness will be affected if the fire is too close.

Looking at the hot pot and oil, Chen Ze poured dry slices into it, and according to the recipe found on Baidu, he poured garlic and ginger into it.

After a while, Chen Ze took out the first oily and dry portion.

You have made a barely greasy drencher, the home cooking experience has increased by 3 points

Chen Ze scratched his head. This oily dryness is not well done, and at least the systematic evaluation will not be wrong.

Chen Ze guessed that there was a problem with his heat. Chen Ze put the greasy dry stick aside, and he planned to eat it by himself.

I did it again, and Chen Ze took a little longer to fry this time.

You have made a barely greasy drencher, the home cooking experience has increased by 3 points

Chen Ze raised his eyebrows, and put the badly made oily dry stick aside.

After a while, Chen Ze made the third oily dry.

You made a terrible greasy drencher, and the home cooking experience has increased by 1 point

Chen Ze took too long to fry this time.

After making a full 8 servings of oily lymphatic stem, Chen Ze finally found a suitable heat and made the first ordinary oily lymphatic stem.

Chen Ze checked the time, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Open the door, it was closed yesterday." Chen Ze scratched his head and unlocked the hanging lock.