My restaurant connects to another world

Chen Ze felt that to understand this sentence, one must first understand what a soul is, or whether a person has a soul.

Although it is often said that the soul weighs 21 grams, Chen Ze just listened to it as a legend until Chen Ze met Stan.

This undead monarch can be said to be quite powerful, but he does have a soul. According to Stan, it is normal for a lich to play with a soul.

So, the soul is equal to the warmth Stan gives to the soul

Chen Ze instantly thought of some red-light districts, or custom shops, but Chen Ze immediately shook his head and threw out all these unsuitable things for children.

"Tsk, it's just a one-time use, so you have to be more cautious." Chen Ze yawned, put the starry sky cake, took a picture with his mobile phone, and then sent it to his sister.

I am Dahao: My sister, times have changed!

Chen Ze was happy, but the 4g signal network was disconnected again in the next second.

It seemed that it was a visitor, and Chen Ze walked up, and of course he took the starry sky cake and put it in the refrigerator.

"Dear guest, this is your ice-cola." Betty smiled, and then put a cold coke in front of Anzurgon.

"Flying squirrel, long time no see." Chen Ze looked at Anzurgong in surprise, it seemed that the other party was in a bad mood.

"Manager, give me a chestnut rice, and a bowl of miso soup." Flying squirrel does look a little depressed?

The ghost knew how Chen Ze could see this emotion from Flying Squirrel's skull face, but Chen Ze could faintly feel it.

"Okay, Kabayaki eel, would you like a copy?" Chen Ze nodded, and did not pretend to ask what happened to the flying squirrel, which is not very polite.

Flying Squirrel nodded.

Others are not happy about things, except for their own friends, basically will not tell others, not to mention that Chen Ze and Flying Squirrel are at most a relationship between a customer and a chef.

Chen Ze walked into the kitchen and wiped the knife. It is a rare visitor today, and I don't know if other guests will come in later.

Chestnut rice, this is a very familiar dish for Chen Ze, but Chen Ze also considered whether to give flying squirrel a ice sea chestnut rice, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

What flying squirrel needs is the taste in memory, not the novel taste, at least Chen Ze feels that way.

Chen Ze started steaming the chestnuts, and then began to process the miso soup. The Kabayaki eel had to be processed patiently.

Smelling the scent in the air, flying squirrel felt a little more cheerful, but only a little bit.

"Why, why didn't I think that Xia Tiya would betray? Why didn't I watch out for world-class props?" Flying Squirrel was very upset, the light on his body flashed by, and his emotions were suppressed again.

This made Flying Squirrel calm down. Compared to when he first learned about world-class props, his mood now does not need to be repeatedly suppressed several times.

Flying Squirrel knocked on the table, and the next step was to think about how to deal with Shatia's affairs. This was a treasure left by his companions, and Flying Squirrel would not ignore it like this.

Chen Ze adjusted the heat to low, and the miso soup was cooked slowly, and the next step was to prepare the Kabayaki eel.

Kabayaki eel is not a challenge for Chen Ze. After all, the eel rice is made on this basis, but Chen Ze still makes it very carefully.

Lavra rested her chin and yawned, although she didn't need sleep.

"How long will it be?" Lavra was a little boring, she regretted why she agreed to Stan to help him take the job of the Dark Council. It was so boring.

"Blood Ancestor, this is an invitation from the cardinal archbishop of the church on the negative plane." A lich flew in and looked at Lavra respectfully, but his eyes sparkled with inexplicable light.

"It's you, Roland Mad Lich, what does this invitation letter do." Lavra rubbed the ring on her finger, the red gem, which was in line with Lavra's aesthetic.

"Blood Ancestor, under the crown of the Pope, you are invited to participate in an exhibition." Roland explained quickly.

"Huh, exhibition?" Lavra picked up the envelope with disdain, opened it and took out the invitation letter inside.

The so-called exhibition, in Lafra's understanding, is what new breakthrough the Pope has achieved, wanting to show off, and then veiled threatening the negative plane.

This is the case every time. The last exhibition was six hundred years ago. That time the Pope accidentally acquired the legacy of the ancient goblins. Several steel airships were also equipped with Armstrong Cycling and Accelerating Armstrong Cannons.

I don't know what good things this dead old man will get again.

Dear President of the Dark Council: We sincerely invite you to participate in the exhibition jointly organized by the Church of Light and the Association of Masters.

The content is very simple, there is nothing worth noting, but Lafra frowned.

This handwriting does not look like the handwriting of a letter from the Bright Church. It is very neat, but lacks a little aura.

Words cannot be given casually. Not only the Dark Council has the evil magic called Curse of Feathers, but even the Bright Church has magic of stigmata ruling.

Of course it is the so-called "righteous" magic, which Lavra sneered at. In the Dark Council, the stigmata ruling is evil magic, and vice versa.

"Tell the cardinal, I will go there." Lafra took the invitation letter up, a black flame ignited in her hand, and the invitation letter was burned to ashes, and then dropped into the void.

Roland nodded respectfully, and then left.

"Sure enough, has the power of fire magic increased? The increase is also very good." Lavra swayed her short legs, smiling at the ring in her hand.

Then Lavra stood up and stretched her waist. It seems that tomorrow there will be no way to accompany her lovely boyfriend.

Then just go to him later, right?Lavra thought very much, and then suddenly blushed and stomped her feet hard.

"Asshole, I definitely can't do without him." Lavra held her face, her body temperature was rising, and her cheeks were hot.

"Tomorrow I have to take a good look, what is it that deserves such pride!"

Lavra was going to see, the old man, the pope, was going to show some muscles.

If it's not muscle, Lavra doesn't mind letting those things turn into rubbish on the spot, the kind that cannot be recycled.

Chapter 138 Coffee Jelly

Chen Ze twisted his neck, and the Kabayaki eel was finally set up, which made Chen Ze a sigh of relief. After all, this thing is not complicated, but it takes more time.

"Betty, come in and serve the dishes." Chen Ze clapped his hands, and then asked Betty to come in and serve the dishes.

"Flying squirrel, what happened?" Chen Ze walked out of the kitchen, because the flying squirrel's expression still didn't look good.

"Ah, it's okay, but I made a little mistake myself." Flying Squirrel shook his head, then picked up the chopsticks, took a chopsticks of chestnut rice, and ate it slowly.

"Would you like to drink some wine?" Chen Ze suddenly remembered. Lavra made six bottles of wine made by Lavra himself.

Lavra named the wine Elizabeth. Although Chen Ze didn't quite understand why he called it, he still obeyed his girlfriend's opinions.

"Wine? Sake or beer?" Flying squirrel became interested immediately, and he hadn't drank wine for a long time.

This makes Flying Squirrel think of his own past. He would still be a social animal. His favorite thing is to go to an izakaya with his friends to drink beer, and then eat some chicken skewers. You can talk for a long time.

And the beer you drink must be frothy, this kind of beer is enjoyable to drink, and it is most in line with the hobby of flying squirrels.

"Yes" Chen Ze suddenly didn't know how to answer. The wine Lavra gave was obviously high-grade wine, not sake, and definitely not beer.