"Speaking of which, what about that hunter from yesterday? Hasn't he shown up yet?" Chen Ze was cooking nut swordfish while pondering this question.
Chen Ze had thought that the man would bring the Chef Cat to the restaurant today so that he could learn about those magical cat dishes, but to his surprise, he hadn't seen the customer from yesterday yet.
"Manager, pretty idle, huh." Betty yawned. Ever since Nyarlathotep left, no other customers had come in.
"I know it's quiet." Chen Ze watched as the fish soup began to whiten and smacked his lips.
Because he hadn't realized it was nut swordfish at first, Chen Ze hadn't had the time to take any measures to preserve the fish. Now, one-tenth of one fish had been used, with the rest still in the fridge.
It had to be said that nut swordfish was indeed a very magical ingredient. Even without adding any seasoning, a delightful aroma could be smelled, and the soup was almost like a broth.
