Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

"I'm a little moved."

White Shadow said.

She can really get gold coins.

Song Yu paused for two seconds, and said: "I didn't hear that you are not interested, you know, I never fool customers into buying dishes, whether it is suitable or not, I will only tell you the effect of the dishes, the real choice, It's up to you to decide."

Bai Ying nodded: "I understand, 15 gold coins, a magical power to return to the ruins, it's not bad after thinking about it, but even if I have the magical power to return to the ruins, it's not very useful."

usefulness?

Song Yu couldn't help thinking of the place Guixu.

The usefulness can only allow the two parties to communicate. After the supernatural power is proficient, it may be possible to find a way to connect the two worlds.

Song Yu asked: "Is there anyone in your monster clan who is in the ruins?"

"Yes, but it's not our clan. There are not many masters left in the monster clan, and we don't know each other well."

Song Yu nodded: "The Guixu supernatural power not only passes through the two worlds, but can also be used in battles. After proficiency, you can enter the Guixu at any time. It may be difficult to get through the Guixu on the heavenly level."

Bai Ying said: "This is what I'm struggling with."

"If you have a lot of money, that's okay, anyway, these won't conflict."

Song Yu spread his hands.

Li Yan who was on the side sighed: "It's a pity that gold coins are hard to find, otherwise I would be interested in trying the magical power of returning to the ruins."

Of course, it is difficult to obtain gold coins. Only items of the heaven rank can be exchanged for gold coins.

Only those big powers can find some inherited heavenly treasures, like Li Yan, there is really no place to look for gold coins.

Unless you can meet such a gnostic Buddha again.

It is really rare for such a situation to be known to the Buddha, and it just happened to meet Li Yan's major.

If you change someone, there is really no way.

The one Buddha eye that has no promise is worth about five gold coins, and the other two are gifts. It is because of the monk's favor in Saipan, and Song Yu also wanted to try, so it was a success.

If all the treasures given by the three Buddhist sects are used, and nothing is "researched" in the end, Boss Song will lose most of his face.

After chatting with each other for a few words, the morning light has already appeared in the distant sky.

The three of them returned to Kitchen God Lane.

Bai Ying and Li Yan obviously don't intend to go to other places, and they still live in the room here.

Song Yu adjusted his breath a little to regain his energy, and was ready to open the door when the time came.

What made him very puzzled was that these two days had passed, why did everyone stare at the gold-level dishes? Isn't there a silver-level dish?

There are three silver-level dishes in total, and those people seem to be unable to see them.

[Salt baked chicken: 26 silver coins]

(Note: Eating it can increase the strength of the body...you can comprehend a unique skill of movement, ignoring illusions of the same level.)

[Dongpo elbow: 30 silver coins]

(Note: Eating it can increase the strength of the meridians, improve the affinity of vitality, and connect to the heavenly orifice. Based on one's own talent, it can increase the speed of absorbing vitality by up to ten times and the comprehension by five times.)

[One product tofu soup: 68 silver coins]

(Note: Eating it can improve the root and understanding, and can condense a sword intent seed.)

Song Yu himself thought that these three things should be enough to attract the attention of most practitioners, but he didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by two dishes that were biased towards Buddhism.

Speaking of which, there are still a few silver-level dishes that have been reserved, but the bronze-level dishes will be consumed by diners from time to time.

Song Yu thought so, but after he opened the door and passed by in the morning, the silver-level dishes were still left unattended, which made him curious.

Silently eavesdropping on the diners' chats, I found that there was only one reason.

poverty……

Song Yu was speechless.

What if the gold level is more popular than the silver level?

This situation was unexpected by Song Yu, but he believed that there would not be so many rich people.

"Look at the live broadcast, it's so exciting."

"Big news, I didn't expect monks to be so violent."

...

The sudden sound of discussion in Song Ji Restaurant made everyone else stretch their ears.

Song Yu also noticed this scene, and couldn't help listening to a few words.

Hearing this, he discovered that the protagonist of these people's discussion turned out to be crossing the catastrophe.

And it seems that Du Nan's Ananda knife has gone crazy in Jingyuan City.

Could it be that he was too depressed and a little out of control?

Song Yu muttered in his heart, listened to the accounts those people were talking about, and then found the live broadcast room.

It has to be said that it is good to have a well-developed network. Even in the era when ghosts are rampant in Jingyuan City, there are still many people risking their lives to broadcast live broadcasts to make money.

Outside a remote manor on the outskirts of Jingyuan City, there was a group of people surrounding the disaster.

Du Nan held the Ananda Knife and stood quietly, while outside was a circle of practitioners mainly dressed in black.

Through the live broadcast, Song Yu couldn't tell whether these were real humans or other evil things.

In particular, this live broadcast room is considered to be one with a large number of people. The anchor is using a drone to broadcast live, and the picture is relatively complete.

It shouldn't be impossible to get out of control, right?

After all, Jian Xunxian and Lin Yuan were all watching.

It's just that in the picture, those two people don't seem to be seen.

Is it hidden in the dark, or is there something else delaying it?

Song Yu frowned and looked at the live broadcast.

The scale of the live broadcast is much larger now, and those men in black who fell all over the ground are bleeding all over the ground.

Although the anchor has done blurring, the blood red color can't fool the audience, it's just a little more friendly to the blood-sick audience.

Song Yu glanced around, and there were more than a hundred dead men in black.

The rest of these people are still surviving the difficulties, are they really not afraid of death?

Just thinking about it, Song Yu understood why.

Hearing a piercing sound of the Buddha's chant, the men in black rushed towards the disaster as if they had received some orders.

But this is another dozens of people going up to die.

Song Yu guessed that crossing the difficulty didn't even consume much Buddha power in his body, right?

Then why do they keep rushing upwards, wanting to give away their heads to create a psychological shadow for Du Nan?

Song Yu even joked in his heart.

But soon, he discovered that the picture was wrong.

After thinking about it, he typed and said, "Anchor, observe the direction of blood flow."

He swiped several times before he heard the host start to speak.

"The direction of blood flow? Let me see... Damn, what the hell is this?"

In a few seconds, he said that he was the quintessence of the country.

In an instant, the barrage took off.

The barrage kept swiping the screen.

"Let me see what's going on."

"The anchor removes the filter, I'm not afraid of blood."

"Anchor, let us have a look, what's going on, and why?"

"Boss, is that big boss there just now?"

"Boss, please explain."

...

There were too many barrages, almost causing the screen in the live broadcast room to freeze up.

Song Yu turned off the barrage, only then could he see that the blood had formed a vague shape.

Song Yu found that the live broadcast camera was subconsciously raised a lot, obviously the anchor was scared.

At this time, a barrage attracted Song Yu's attention.

"Run the anchor, it's safe to be at least a thousand meters away. This is a special method of the evil cult. Let these puppets without their own thoughts go to death, and then use their resentment and flesh and blood to condense a new body, and eventually there will be The high level of the Taoist cult descended with evil thoughts."

It's a pity that when Song Yu saw this bullet screen, the whole camera was blood red, and he couldn't see anything. Then, the screen of the end of the live broadcast appeared.

A group of people were still asking if the anchor was safe, but Song Yu was thinking about the pattern he saw.

"Boss Song, what made you look so dignified?"

When Liyan's voice came, she seemed to be in a good mood.

Song Yu didn't speak, but mobilized his energy and drew an oval pattern out of thin air.

"Look at this."