"Manager, four servings of curry pork cutlet rice and one dorayaki," Betty said as she came in carrying lemon water and informed Chen Ze the results of their order.
"Okay, don't forget to send out the mango mousse," Chen Ze glanced at Betty, then starting to work on the curry pork cutlets.
Chen Ze still intended to make Transcendent-level curry pork cutlet rice, because if he could do his best, why settle for less? Chen Ze felt there was no need to compromise.
As Chen Ze began to cook, the entire kitchen was instantly filled with a rich aroma of curry, making the four little guests sitting in the restaurant anxiously peer around.
"Nobita, the food at this restaurant smells really good, but are you sure we don't have to pay?" Takeshi Goda swallowed his saliva, the aroma was so much better than what his sister made, and he felt like he was starving to death.
