My restaurant connects to another world

Zhu Guangming nodded, and then checked his office. There were no bugs.

"But what I care more about is, how should I use this fifty thousand dollars?" Zhu Guangming pointed to the wooden door behind his bookshelf, with a look of doubt on his face.

"Go to Las Vegas." Frank drew his weapon, followed Zhu Guangming, opened the door and walked in.

"Welcome to Yimeng Restaurant, respected two guests" Betty greeted him with a smile.

"Restaurant? Is there anything to eat?" Zhu Guangming glanced, then held his companion's hand and walked in calmly.

"This is the menu, guest." Betty passed the menu with a smile.

"Oh? It's Huaxia food? Could you give me two portions of boiled beef, another two portions of Mapo tofu, and a bowl of three fresh soup." Zhu Guangming's eyes lit up, and he immediately ordered the dishes.

"Okay, the manager has two boiled beef." Looking at Betty who was going to the kitchen, Zhu Guangming couldn't help shaking his legs.

"Zhu, what's the matter?" Frank looked at his friend curiously.

"This restaurant is not in our world. This restaurant with an area of ​​at least 100 square meters can't hide behind my bookshelf." Zhu Guangming took a sip of wolfberry black tea and relaxed his nerves comfortably.

"Then Jenny's case" Frank nodded, trusting his friend's judgment.

"We will investigate in private, but we need to think of a way." Zhu Guangming didn't believe that the other party would just trust him like this, so it's definitely not possible to know it.

Chen Ze stood in the kitchen, looked at the two guests in the restaurant, and then determined that the black-haired person should be his compatriot.

"I haven't cooked boiled beef, but I remember it seems to be in the recipe." Chen Ze flipped through the recipes, and he bought some recipe books in the kitchen.

"I suddenly felt that this restaurant might not be professional." Zhu Guangming was a little disappointed.

"What's the matter?" Frank looked blank. In his opinion, Betty, the chick, is still very punctual.

"Oh, have you ever seen a chef who has to turn over the recipe before cooking?" Zhu Guangming sighed. The open kitchen can be seen in the location he chose specially.

So he saw Chen Ze turning over the recipe.

""Are you a voyeur?"Chen Ze was a little speechless.

Chapter 283 Don't underestimate the chef, soul egg!

"This boiled beef is still quite simple." Chen Ze checked the recipe and was relieved. After all, compared to the tofu he made, this boiled beef is really not too difficult.

"I feel the store manager is so serious." Betty stood aside, looking at Chen Ze curiously.

"That's for sure, after all, my cooking skills are not considered to be good by others." Chen Ze smiled, not to mention that the guest said that it was not good, Chen Ze was a bit speechless.

Although he does not remember the recipe, Chen Ze feels that he would not make bad boiled beef.

"Start to work." Chen Ze rolled up his sleeves. This time Chen Ze planned to make a boiled beef seriously.

"So do you have any ideas now?" Frank naturally took a cigar out of his arms and planned to light it for himself, but when he thought it was a counterfeit, he took it back with a sad face.

"It started with the lawyer, but we will still be monitored. Also, next time you buy a cigar, it's better to find an old man." Zhu Guangming glanced at his companion's cigar, and slowly smoked his cigarette.

"Don't you know how to make-up? How about we use make-up to investigate?" Frank thought of a good idea.

"No, the other party has been monitoring us. Unless we find someone to pretend to be, it's still very difficult to go." Zhu Guangming shook his head. He had considered this idea before, but he didn't know how to do it.

"How about asking someone to help us handle it?" Frank took a sip of Coke and hiccuped comfortably.

"No, the Epstein case involves too many people, and the people we are looking for cannot be sure of safety." Zhu Guangming shook his head.

In fact, if it weren't for Frank's violent friendship with him, he wouldn't join forces with Frank, anyone else?

If one million dollars is smashed, the group of people who used to be brothers will betray themselves in minutes.

What's more, those people didn't just take out one million dollars. Now Epstein's case is already in a minefield, and those who dare to take over must face threats.

"These guys! It's disgusting!" Frank squeezed the cup angrily. He especially wanted to shake out all the things that big people did behind their backs, but he had no evidence. It was a very troublesome thing.

"There will be a way." Zhu Guangming took another sip, and the cigarette was gone.

"Betty, come in and serve food." Chen Ze twisted his neck, and these things were done.

"Zhu, can you tell me why this tofu glows?" Frank stared at the magic mapo tofu in front of him, a little dumbfounded.

"In fact, I don't know that I have never eaten Mapo tofu like this." Zhu Guangming was shocked. He had eaten many Chinese dishes, but it was really the first time I saw something that shines like this.

Chen Ze triumphantly looked at the surprised two people outside. He was definitely not angry because his cooking skills were questioned, so instead of making ordinary Mapo tofu, he brought out this magical Mapo tofu.

"Will there be a problem?" Frank was a little worried. In fact, the poisoning was not strange.

"Probably not, no one is stupid enough to make such a direct poisonous dish." Zhu Guangming shook his head. The poisoning was all quietly, for fear that he would be found out, but it would be a minority.

"Then I'll try first, Zhu, don't eat it." Frank picked up the chopsticks, put a chopsticks of magic mapo tofu into his mouth, and ate it without hesitation.

"Hmm?" Frank had a deadly expression on his face, but soon his expression changed slightly.

"It's so delicious! Zhu, try it now, I have never eaten such a great dish!" Frank looked surprised. He felt that the things he had eaten before were plastic and tasteless.

"Indeed, it tastes better than other dishes I have ever tasted." Zhu Guangming agreed with his face, and he also tasted some.

Chen Ze prepared two bowls of rice for them, two bowls for each person. Because the dishes they ordered were relatively good, Chen Ze prepared two bowls in advance.

"The taste of this boiled beef is also superb, Zhu, why don't I think that the other party is a cook who has to read the recipe?" Frank looked at his old friend suspiciously.

"Zhu Guangming also has a little doubt about life, after all, he did see Chen Ze turning over the recipe just now.

However, these two dishes are completely master-level dishes, and it is impossible to make them without a certain degree of chef skills, so could it be that you read it wrong?

Zhu Guangming recalled it for a while, and then decided to wait and check it out on the Internet.

"I'm full." Frank comfortably took the newly rolled cigarette from Zhu Guangming's hand and took a sip.

"" Zhu Guangming's mouth twitched, this old man is still the same.

But he didn't care, he rolled another one, and pulled it slowly.

"Check out, waiter, how much is it?" Frank snapped his fingers.

"Sir, our shop does not support payment with coins. You can use ingredients, knowledge, or other interesting items to pay." Betty walked over with a smile.

"Well, for the ingredients, I feel that I have something here, you shouldn't need it, so how about this?" Zhu Guangming took out a wooden box from his arms and put it on the table.

Betty did not answer, but waited for Chen Ze to come out.

Chen Ze came out, and Zhu Guangming had already opened this long wooden box. Inside was a quill pen with very beautiful feathers.

"Quill pens? Yes, I still like them very much." Chen Ze nodded in satisfaction. Chen Ze University has also played with such things as feather pens.