Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Song Yu didn't care about Xuancheng's expression, but said with a smile: "Is the Xuancheng patriarch here for Xiao Hei?"

Xuan Cheng rarely showed a smile on his serious face, "Boss Song, I always feel that something is wrong with Xiao Hei, so I want to confirm it again."

"Aren't you worried?" Song Yu asked.

In fact, does he want to say that he still doesn't give up?

Song Yu suddenly thought of something and added, "By the way, didn't the Xuancheng patriarch have already sensed the bloodline last time? Why don't you believe in yourself?"

Xuan Cheng had a embarrassed expression.

After pondering for a few seconds, he said with some embarrassment: "Ahem... I asked Baiying girl."

White gold?

Song Yu frowned slightly, thinking of Bai Ying's God of Destiny.

These eyes seem to bring some changes to the Yaozu in the future.

This guy Xuan Cheng still seems to be a thug, and he even took out the name of Bai Ying, he must feel that he is more familiar with her.

Bai Ying didn't know what race Xiao Hei was, or what kind of special blood he had, but her eyes should have caught something from the future.

Of course, she can only capture part of the future and the past. It may be easy to inquire about the past, but it is still stressful for her to spy on the future.

Bai Ying can't really control fate, otherwise her eyes and body can't bear the cause and effect now.

It is estimated that what she said to Xuan Cheng was also ambiguous, otherwise Xuan Cheng had already made a decision and came directly to pick up Xiao Hei instead of continuing to test.

"If my knowledge is correct, Bai Ying herself does not know Xiao Hei's identity, but there is no doubt that it is from the Turtle Clan. I will still leave this choice to Xiao Hei."

Song Yu explained.

Xuan Cheng nodded: "Thank you, Boss Song."

"It's okay, I never do what is difficult for others."

Xuan Cheng smiled, and went out of the shop to find Xiao Hei.

Since Song Yu said that Xiao Hei made his own decision, it seems that he still has to find Xiao Hei to gain affection.

The other customers in the store seem to have been chatting about the new dishes on the menu, but in fact they have been secretly eavesdropping on the conversation between Song Yu and Xuan Cheng.

When Xuan Cheng mentioned Xiao Hei's name, everyone pricked up their ears.

After all, Xiao Hei is a tortoise raised by Song Yu, so the topic is quite high.

A few days ago, everyone watched Xia Tian post photos of himself and Xiao Hei in the group every day, but they were so envious.

This is what it means to have a relationship with Boss Song.

Song Yu didn't pay attention to Xuancheng anymore, after all, after the news of his opening for business spread, there were more and more customers.

"Hey, Boss Song has gone out to collect a lot of materials this time."

Tang Mufeng walked in and spoke in surprise.

"I wasted some effort, but the harvest is not bad." Song Yu nodded.

Tang Mufeng looked at the menu carefully and clicked his tongue, "It is estimated that many people will go bankrupt again this time."

However, he still felt a little distressed when he thought of his second soul and the soul attack stunt that he had finally mastered half of after many days of hard work.

Obviously, they have brought them here to experience it, why are they still reluctant to exchange those old dishes that have been dusty for hundreds of years for these silver-level dishes, isn't it delicious?

If you can give up your capital and exchange for one or two gold-level dishes, won't Fufeng Valley take off immediately?

Every time Tang Mufeng thought of this, he would be so angry that he would yell in his heart that he was an old antique.

He ordered a meat dish with 2,000 points, which is considered daily.

After all, for him, it is not difficult at all to go to those ghost-ravaged places and catch two ghosts in exchange for points to eat for a few days.

Today, there are still many new members appearing.

Lan Ning, who was called by Song Yu early in the morning, barely touched the ground.

The summer next door is also cheerfully receiving many customers who can't line up, or diners who want to take a rest after dining and listen to gossip.

For practitioners, there is no concept of meal time at all. Anyway, come when you are free, and there is not much free time throughout the day.

"Boss, do you want to recruit other shop assistants?"

Lan Ning said in a tired voice.

Now she is not physically tired, but mentally tired. Repeating the work of serving dishes is not very tiring for a practitioner, but it will be boring.

"If another clerk is recruited, there will be no overtime benefits."

Lan Ning's eyes lit up, "Boss, does this count as overtime?"

"Of course, I'm not one of those guys whose black hearts are hung on street lamps. You have a lot of work today, so of course it's overtime."

"Great."

Lan Ning was very happy.

She is less and less afraid of welfare meals.

I was afraid of eating welfare meals before, but now I can just digest them.

Her strength improved very quickly.

She was born with a spiritual body and a sword bone, and followed the master Jian Xunxian to embark on the path of sword cultivation.

In a few days, she won't have to fly on top of the door panel, and she will be flying with Yujian.

Any serious person flies on his stomach, isn't that all a mount.

"Boss, it's so strange. Why didn't anyone buy silver-level dishes today? They almost grabbed them as soon as they came out."

Lan Ning asked puzzled.

Song Yu thought for a while and said, "Maybe everyone didn't expect to open today, and they didn't prepare silver coins."

But obviously, there are a lot of people who have stored silver coins, but haven't shown up today.

Lan Ning left after eating the welfare meal. She was very busy and had to go back to receive intensive training from her uncle and master.

Song Yu stretched out his arms, ended his busy day, picked up the clock for getting off work and hung it on the door.

When he went out, he saw Xiao Hei.

It was lazily lying on the ground, squinting its eyes, the setting sun shone on its shell, and there was a faint purple-gold color flowing.

"Xiao Hei, didn't you promise Xuan Cheng?"

Song Yu asked.

Xiao Hei raised his head, "No, that old man just doesn't want to miss it. He doesn't even know what my blood race is."

"Didn't I tell you that their clan might be richer?"

"I'm not going anywhere, just stay with the boss."

Song Yu smiled, "Then it's up to you, if you want to stay here, stay here."

He also understood that part of the reason for this was that Xiao Hei actually had some contact with the store after he agreed to look at the store door.

Although this did not affect it going out to join the Xuangui Clan, it did affect its choice.

But it mainly depends on whether the idea of ​​leaving by itself is strong or not.

Chatting with Xiao Hei, Song Yu's eyes gradually became suspicious.

I saw someone coming out of some shops in the alley with a familiar face.

They greeted Song Yu kindly.

Upstairs on the second, third and fourth floors on both sides, there were also people poking their heads out, their faces still familiar.

What's going on?

What about my neighbors?

How did they all become cultivators?

Song Yu was speechless for a long time.

It wasn't like this four days ago.

In just four days, you surrounded me?

That's right, these people are all practitioners. They either live here, or they have opened some small shops in the alley.

There are also a few shopkeepers who are still happily sitting together playing cards.

You are all cultivators, are you so free?

"hello……"

A pleasant voice came, and Song Yu couldn't help but looked up to the side.

Shirokage's upper body was exposed from the window on the third floor of the next building.

With a smile all over her face, she waved and greeted Song Yu.

"You live here too?" Song Yu twitched his lips.