My restaurant connects to another world

"Thank you, I will definitely get it together as soon as possible." Xiaozhi nodded immediately, and then went out with Pikachu.

"Manager, who is that boy?" Flying Squirrel looked at Xiaozhi's back with concern.

"That, it's Xiaozhi, the one he brought is Pikachu, don't you know?" Chen Ze was a little surprised, originally he thought Flying Squirrel knew Pokémon.

Could there be no Pokémon series in the world of Flying Squirrel?

"I don't know." Flying Squirrel shook his head.

Chen Ze returned to the kitchen thoughtfully, and then began to prepare chestnut rice and miso soup for the flying squirrel.

It's just a piece of chestnut rice, and Chen Ze is confident that it will be done within ten minutes, but he still has to wait until the chestnuts are steamed.

On the other hand, the Pope wiped the dust off his head. He really didn't expect such a small bunch of flowers to contain such bursting energy.

More importantly, from Tesla's shot to the explosion, he did not feel any abnormal fluctuations from the bunch of flowers.

There is no magical energy, no sound of gears, and no smell of alchemy. What is going on?

For the first time, a trace of fear arose in the Pope's heart. The unknown is always terrible.

The Pope looked around, and if he hadn't activated the magic circle of the artifact just in time, the manpower he had brought would probably be half of the casualties that would be caught off guard.

"What is this? Pagan." The pope looked at Tesla cautiously. Although this flower is a bit strange, it has not touched his psychological bottom line, so the pope is still relatively calm.

Tesla looked at the pope calmly, then took out a book and threw it to the pope.

The pope took a look at the strange word. He has never seen such a word. What is this?

Tesla saw the doubt in the eyes of the Pope, and he explained that "this is elementary physics. In fact, to make this thing of mine, we need more books, such as the theory of relativity." Tesla seemed to mention it all at once I became interested, and introduced them endlessly.

"You all retreat." The pope waved his hand, and the cardinal and the captain nodded immediately, and then retreated.

"Why retreat?" a knight asked his companion in a low voice.

"Because the Pope doesn't want to be dragged down by us." The companion said righteously. He had seen the explosion just now. If it were not for the Pope, he might be able to send a pension to his wife.

Ah, I really miss my wife. I haven't been back for three years. I heard that his wife gave birth to a son again. It must be the grace of God of Light.

"How do I think the pope wants to say?" The young knight touched his nose, always feeling a bit of a deal behind.

"Your Excellency, are you willing to join our Bright Church?" The pope immediately asked a question as he looked around no one.

"Didn't you just say that I was a heretic?" Tesla smiled playfully.

"What kind of pagan? I only saw a master who is obsessed with engineering. If you are willing to join the church, we will provide you with the materials you need. Of course, your research results will also be given to us." The pope laughed and patted. Pat Tesla on the shoulder.

"Then what if I say no?" Tesla turned his head and looked at his shoulder, a dangerous energy surging continuously in the Pope's hand.

"Then, I have no choice but to carry forward the teachings of my lord and purge you as a heretic." The pope's face turned black for an instant, and the danger aura in him continued to increase.

"Don't think this little toy can do anything to me. You don't know anything about the church or my power, mortal." The pope looked at Tesla playfully. The kind of thing just now seemed to him. No threat.

"Mortal? Power? Hahahahahahahahaha!" Tesla suddenly laughed while clutching his stomach. This was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

The pope's face grew darker.

"Okay, I promise you." Tesla stopped laughing, then nodded with a serious face.

"You shamelessly look like you were when I was young." The pope looked at Tesla with a strange expression.

"Mother each other" Tesla smiled and shook the pope's outstretched hand.

"Happy cooperation." Once you have mastered your knowledge, you will be sent to the fire as a heretic.

The Pope thought to himself, but still had a friendly smile on his face.

Tesla looked at the Pope playfully, and a black light flashed in his eyes.

Chen Ze didn't know that the Pope was dying, or that if he knew, he would only give the Pope a stick of incense.

Are you kidding me?Are you playing scheming with Nyaratotip?I'm afraid I haven't died.

Even the God of Light was wiped out by Nyara as an ant. What a pope you are.

"How does it taste?" Chen Ze looked at Flying Squirrel and asked a little hesitantly.

"Very good!" Flying Squirrel nodded happily, the taste was more pure and more in line with his heart.

"That's good." Chen Ze breathed a sigh of relief, but he bought a special seasoning from a Japanese specialty store.

Japanese soy sauce is specially made. Chen Ze thought about it before. If you buy a special soy sauce, will it taste better?

Looking at the flying squirrel, this experiment was very successful.

Chapter 82 Cooking and Human Nature

However, Chen Ze didn't get any improvement. The evaluation given by the system was still the same without any changes. This made Chen Ze a little doubt that he was in the wrong direction.

After all, Chen Ze had cooked perfect-level cuisine before. Although it was exclusive to Nafi brothers and sisters, it was also perfect-level cuisine after all.

After this, Chen Ze never made perfect level cooking, even if it was temporarily promoted.

"I'll use this to pay for the meal this time." Flying Squirrel took a bottle of potion out of the magic space, the bright red color and the unique shape.

Chen Ze could tell at a glance that the eight achievements of this thing are blood bottles.

"Okay, thank you for your patronage." Chen Ze nodded, took the blood bottle, and then watched the flying squirrel leave.

Found an energy source, is it absorbed?

Then Chen Ze saw this prompt. Chen Ze looked at the blood bottle in his hand, and it was obvious that the system was talking about this.

"Looking at the way the flying squirrel looks, this thing is not a very precious thing, right?" Chen Ze touched his chin, thinking about whether to use energy to contribute to the system.

"Forget it, what if it's useful in the future?" Chen Ze suddenly remembered Rose.

The first guest, the first guest from another world, and he almost died in his restaurant later. If Chen Ze hadn't rescued her with a crappy first aid method, Chen Ze would have considered how to deal with the body.

Moreover, the ghost knew whether Chen Ze would leave any psychological shadow, so Chen Ze finally decided to keep this blood bottle.

"Om" vibration.

Chen Ze took out his cell phone and took a look at his sister's information.

Wushuang General Pan Feng: Brother, I found a particularly interesting recipe!

Dahao: What is your name and profile picture?