Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Chen Tianhua and the others were the first to try steamed buns, and they didn't hide their expressions too much.

Song Yu noticed their abnormality.

Immediately surprised, the steamed stuffed bun also has special effects besides increasing Yin power?

However, considering that soy milk has special effects, the material used for buns is better than soy milk, and the production process is more complicated.

So it seems unsurprising that buns have special effects.

"Boss Song, how many buns do you have?"

Song Yu replied: "Not many, only eight."

Chen Tianhua sighed: "It would be great if the effect of the steamed stuffed bun was stronger, but if this is the case, maybe it can only be used for self-protection."

Lao Sun said: "The taste is also good, much better than the ones in our cafeteria."

Song Yu didn't speak, and couldn't figure out the meaning of Chen Tianhua's words for a while, so he simply pretended to be dead.

If you want steamed stuffed buns with stronger effects, you need better ingredients.

Ordinary resentful soul-level ingredients will definitely not be too effective.

"Uncle Chen, what are you talking about?"

Xia Ling came over.

Chen Tianhua shook his head, looking at the soybean milk in front of him.

"Xiaoling, you should also try Boss Song's buns."

Xia Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly said: "Uncle Chen, I don't have any points."

Chen Tianhua turned his head and saw her smiling sarcastically, obviously wanting to get some wool from him.

"Only these two."

He handed over a jade bottle containing two resentful souls.

Xia Ling happily topped up and asked for a steamed stuffed bun.

During the process of eating the steamed stuffed bun, she didn't feel much, only her Yin power was increasing.

But when he finished eating, he suddenly trembled and his expression was stunned.

"This bun can improve people's eyesight and keep the altar clear?"

She looked at Chen Tianhua and the two of them.

The two nodded, confirming her thoughts.

Xia Ling was stunned for a while before she said: "What Uncle Chen means is that if the steamed stuffed bun's effect is stronger, we won't be confused when we enter the small ghost realm formed by this supernatural event?"

Chen Tianhua sighed: "It's a pity, it's just such a level of meditation effect, it's just a drop in the bucket."

The three sighed at the same time, feeling helpless.

There are quite a few things with such effects, among which there are several alchemy companies in the Taoist sect who are quite skilled in alchemy, and it is not difficult to refine such elixir.

The young man on the side listened for a long time, and seemed to have finally figured out what was going on.

"The food made by the boss has special effects?"

The young man was surprised.

Chen Tianhua and the two didn't respond, Xia Ling hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded to confirm his guess.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he looked at Song Yu.

"Boss, what do you think of me?"

Song Yu looked confused, "How about what?"

"Boss, I want to become a ghost master, what do I need to pay?"

Song Yu snorted, with a serious expression.

"If you want to become a ghost master, you need to meet two requirements."

When he said this, the expressions of the three members of the Special Affairs Bureau changed slightly.

As far as they know, the ghost master still depends on chance.

Most people will only be devoured by ghosts, and some even have no bones left.

Only with a few exceptions can one become a ghost master.

The hundreds of ghost masters in each city are exceptions among tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people who have come into contact with ghosts.

According to statistics, the number of human beings who encounter supernatural events has reached 12%, and the number of survivors is less than half.

Of those who survived, a few became ghost masters, and most were rescued.

In the past five years, the Bureau of Special Affairs has been running around endlessly to suppress supernatural events everywhere. All the staff are tense, for fear of missing any important information and causing heavy casualties.

So Song Yu said two requests at this moment, which made them a little moved. Is there really a way to make ordinary people become ghost masters?

Xia Ling and the young man were the most excited, thinking they had met an expert.

Song Yu continued: "First, you need to meet a ghost."

The young man nodded excitedly: "Boss, I know this, what's next?"

"Second, if you find a way to integrate and control it, you can become a ghost master."

The young man's excitement gradually eased, and he asked in a daze, "What do you think?"

Song Yu spread his hands, "I'm not a ghost master, you ask me how do I know?"

The young man seemed to have been pressed the pause button and stayed where he was for a long time without speaking.

Chen Tianhua and the others were silent.

This boss is not kind, he deceives a good young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

When everyone encounters a ghost that merges with themselves, the situation is different. Except for a few similar ones, most of them can only rely on their own luck.

Unless the characteristics of ghosts have been fully mastered, people can try to contact them, and then fuse and control them.

But if you want to fully grasp the characteristics of a ghost, you need a strong ability or test it with your life.

Those who are capable enough, how can they have free time to do these things.

Those who are not strong enough, no one likes to be cannon fodder.

"Boss, you are so powerful, is there any food in the store that can make me a ghost master?"

The young man came back to his senses and asked with the last sliver of hope.

"No." Song Yu replied in seconds.

The young man sat slumped on the chair, blankly wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Song Yu was a little embarrassed.

Just kidding yourself, this guy won't be really hit, right?

So he reminded: "Well, I'm not a ghost master, and I don't have the food that can make you a ghost master, but the three next to you are all ghost masters. You might as well ask them if you ask me."

The young man shook his head: "Actually, I have been paying attention to the news of ghost masters every day, and I have learned about it. It is too difficult to become a ghost master, and it will definitely be life-threatening. If you think about it carefully, it is better to be an ordinary person. You are afraid every day, and you are miserable."

He seemed to think about it.

But Song Yu felt that he hadn't opened it and needed to be guided.

After all, he had always looked at Chen Tianhua and the others with envy.

"You're right, but don't forget, you can still be a monk, you can be a Taoist priest, and you can still cast down demons."

The young man was stunned when he heard the words, and then became excited again.

He patted his thigh and said, "Yes, why did I forget about this?"

"Boss, thank you for reminding me, when this supernatural incident is over, I have to find a way to learn from a teacher."

Song Yu smiled and said: "Don't worry, if you have this talent, you will definitely reach the pinnacle of your life in the future."

"Yes, I can still take Dahei with me."

"Dahei?" Song Yu asked curiously.

"Dahei is my husky, he is so lively."

Song Yu was silent for two seconds, and said, "Ha...Shiqi...why is it called Dahei?"

"It likes the name."

The young man seemed to want to start talking about his big black, Song Yu hurriedly said: "Everyone sit down first, I suddenly had an inspiration and went to the kitchen to research new dishes. You can call or send messages as you like. I don't have many rules here."

He slipped away, Xia Ling and the three had no other place to hide, they could only be dragged by the young man to start talking about his past with Dahei.

But listening to it, the faces of the three of them changed a little.

Xia Ling quickly interrupted him, and said, "Wait, you said your Dahei can read and write, can he still type to send you messages?"

The young man said: "What? You don't believe it? I told others that they didn't believe it either. They didn't think Husky was that smart. They also said that I was crazy. I didn't bother to argue with them. My Dahei is really smart. If you don't believe me, look, this is the message it sent me before."

The three of Xia Ling couldn't help looking at the chat records in his mobile phone.

Dahei: [Boss, hurry home, I heard from the dog outside that today is a bit dangerous. ]

Qinglong: [It’s okay, it’s okay, your boss and I are blessed in the sky, everything will be fine, and there is no danger in broad daylight, I will be back later. ]

Dahei: [Boss, if I don’t see you in three minutes, I’m going to tear down the sofa (with tongue sticking out like a dog’s head)]

Qinglong: [Don't... I'm on the next street, I'll be right back. ]

Dahei: [Okay, if you don’t come back, I’ll come out to look for you after dismantling the sofa. ]

The chat history ends here.

The three of Chen Tianhua looked at each other in blank dismay.

Xia Lingchi questioned: "Is it really your husky who is typing on the opposite side?"