My Restaurant Connects to Other Worlds

After losing her job, Nan Tu slunk back to her hometown and opened a tiny restaurant that was quiet and practically deserted. Before long, she discovered that every so often, this utterly ordinary little restaurant would receive extraordinary customers from all sorts of different planes. The middle-aged man before her was broad-shouldered and battle-hardened, and claimed to come from the apocalypse. "I don't care what kind of trick this is. If you can get me a machine gun and a thousand bullets, all this gold is yours." Nan Tu gazed longingly at the pile of gold and said regretfully, "Sorry, I can't give you anything except food." A few days later, the middle-aged man appeared again, looking even worse for wear. "Just give me some food, and this machine gun is yours!" Nan Tu: "Wait, big guy, what happened to your gold?" A witch who lived in a shadowy forest knocked on the restaurant door. "Oh my goodness, my teleportation circle actually worked! You sell food here? Wonderful. Now I don't have to go shopping in town." "Getting the town baker to make delicious bread is like asking the mill donkey to do it!" Nan Tu silently offered her a cupcake. "Want to try one?" The witch licked the cream from her fingertips, then pulled out several brightly colored potion bottles. "I should be the one paying you. Would you like this gender-swap potion, or this bad-luck potion?" Nan Tu: "Um... do you have a potion that turns things into gold?" Elder Wuji of the Lingxiao Sect had abstained from food for years. One day, he accidentally wandered into Nanlai Restaurant and tried a dish called Insanely Spicy Devil's Chicken Wings. He beat his chest, wept bitterly, and reached a profound realization. The intense stimulation broke through his shackles, and his cultivation, which had not advanced in years, finally broke through! When word got out, cultivators rushed over in droves, crowding Nanlai Restaurant until there was no room to move. Nan Tu had no choice but to hang a wooden sign on the door: The food at this restaurant offers no benefit to cultivation. However, any damage to tables or chairs inside the restaurant must be compensated tenfold. The next day, Nan Tu received five hundred spirit stones in compensation. Before she knew it, the restaurant had connected to the apocalyptic plane, the cultivation plane, the interstellar plane, the Western fantasy plane... Nanlai Restaurant became famous far and wide, and Nan Tu accidentally achieved financial freedom. Pre-release: The Little Monster Restaurant. Add it to your collection if you're interested! Qing Mu, an herb that had cultivated a human form, answered the Human World Administration's call to protect employment and promote stability by opening a little restaurant in Anqing City. From then on, an irresistible aroma always drew passersby to the restaurant door. Whole chickens, fish bones, and pork bones simmered into a rich, milky-white broth. Toss in a handful of noodles, and the flavor went straight to the bone. Paper-thin buns, bursting with filling, were translucent and revealed their delicious contents at a glance. Scalding red oil was poured over boiled fish. The fish slices trembled between the chopsticks, tender, smooth, and succulent. Round meatballs bobbed in clear soup. Add a handful of scallions, and every bite was savory. There was only one downside... Customer: Boss, why weren't you open this morning? Qing Mu: I overslept. Customer: Boss, why weren't you open this afternoon? Qing Mu: I over-over-over-slept. Customer: Boss, will you be open tomorrow? Qing Mu: I slept too much and have a headache. I'm taking the day off. At last, all the customers stood outside the door and complained in unison: Boss, I know you're home! If you can make food this delicious, you can open the door! Theme: Food heals the soul