Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Song Yu frowned slightly, and said, "Qiong Xian... Daoist Priest, this is a secret that our shop cannot disclose."

The woman seemed to have realized it now, and quickly smiled awkwardly, turned around and nodded slightly, and said softly: "Boss Song, it was Qiongxian who was shocked when he saw this squirrel mandarin fish, so he was rude."

"No problem." Song Yu waved his hand.

This woman, obviously dressed in modern clothes, always gave him the illusion that a lady from an ancient family was opposite her.

The difference from Bai Ying is that she has an elegance that cannot be ignored, whether she speaks or behaves.

Bai Ying is obviously a typical example of someone who can pretend to be a master without speaking, and breaks his skills when he speaks.

Qiongxian smiled at Song Yu, then turned around and picked up the chopsticks, sipping the plate of seemingly ordinary shredded potatoes.

In fact, in Song Yu's eyes, this is indeed very ordinary, and it is only because of the different ingredients that it has a special effect.

This plate of shredded potatoes costs 500 points.

Because its ingredient is a devil-level big potato.

Only two potatoes are produced by one evil spirit.

Su Xianlong didn't say much, just quietly watched her senior sister eat.

After Qiongxian finished eating, she stared at the empty plate with empty eyes.

Song Yu was surprised, but found that Su Xianlong was used to it, so he thought that maybe this Qiongxian Daoist had some special habits.

Qiongxian was in a daze for a moment, then looked at Su Xianlong: "Linxian, let's go."

They left.

Song Yu was a little curious about the purpose of this Qiongxian coming here, but he didn't think too much about it.

Maybe it was because the squirrel mandarin fish came here because of curiosity.

After a little tidying up, he was about to close the door.

But he was interrupted by a sky blue figure.

"Who are you?"

Song Yu couldn't help asking, looking at the girl in front of him.

She was wearing a mask, and she didn't dare to look directly at herself, but she stood in front of the store, as if she had something to look for.

The girl was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by a phone ringing.

She glanced at the phone, revealing a trace of panic and endless exhaustion in her eyes.

"You... hello, I, my name is Lan Ning."

Song Yu looked at the slender girl in the sky blue dress in front of him, and gradually felt a sense of familiarity.

"Well, my name is Song Yu, are you looking for me? But you have to answer the phone first."

Song Yu pointed to the phone in her hand that was still ringing.

"Hmm...ah, no way."

Lan Ning nodded, then shook her head frantically, and said, "I can't answer this call, if I answer it, I will die."

After speaking a few words, she spoke much more fluently, and she no longer stumbled like she did at the beginning.

"Why?"

"This is... a ghost call." Lan Ning lowered her head, not daring to look at Song Yu.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Ghost phone? As far as I know, ghost phone has the ability to make your phone appear as any name that exists in your address book. How do you judge that this is not ordinary? A phone, but a ghost phone?"

"Because, because I only have my mother's number in my address book, but my mother has passed away long ago, so it is impossible to call me."

Song Yu looked at the melodious music, and couldn't help asking: "Do you have any other family and friends?"

Lan Ning shook her head slightly, lowering her head.

"And I, I can feel that this is not a normal phone, that something is staring at me."

Song Yu's expression became surprised: "You are just an ordinary person, but you can feel ghost calls?"

"Um."

Song Yu froze for two seconds, then turned around and picked up a bear doll from the counter.

"You did this, right?"

"En." Lan Ning glanced at her and nodded subconsciously.

But then, she came to her senses, her eyes narrowed, her fingers pinched the corner of her skirt, her whole head seemed to sink into her chest.

Although she was wearing a mask, Song Yu could already imagine her flushed cheeks.

He smiled and said, "You come in first."

Lan Ning hesitated for a few seconds before whispering, "Thank you."

Standing in the store, the phone she was holding still kept ringing, making Song Yu feel a little annoyed.

"Can I see your phone?"

"good."

She handed the phone to Song Yu, and Song Yu was taken aback by the word "mother" in the notes on the phone call.

What a distant name.

With a sigh in his heart, Song Yu directly pressed the answer button.

Lan Ning was startled, and was about to raise her hand to stop it, but it was too late.

Song Yu spoke directly, "Hello? Who are you looking for?"

There was no response from the other side, but there were shrill and crazy shouts, laughter, and crying.

"Jie jie jie jie..."

"Quack quack quack..."

"Ahhh..."

"Woo woo woo..."

A series of inexplicable voices came, carrying a cold breath.

Song Yu glanced at Lan Ning, and found that the little girl was frozen in place, her face was pale, and her body was trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, just wait here in this shop, and I'll see when it comes."

After thinking about it, Song Yu's voice became gentle and he spoke softly.

He originally wanted to directly use the power of the store to kill the phone ghost, but seeing Lan Ning's state, he gave up on this idea.

It would be better to kill that ghost in front of her.

"thanks, thanks."

She lowered her head and bowed slightly, saying thank you repeatedly, but the big teardrops silently ran across her cheeks and fell on the floor.

Song Yu looked at her like a little quail, and couldn't help but sighed from the bottom of his heart.

There are tens of thousands of ordinary people in this world, and there is more than one person like her.

"Sit down first. I'll tidy up and wait for the phone ghost to come. In my shop, you are absolutely safe, so don't worry about danger."

Song Yu's voice was still gentle, comforting the other party.

Then he went into the kitchen.

The phone ghost's action time is generally fixed at ten minutes. This is the official data and there is no error.

In the past few years, several ghosts who used this method to commit crimes have been caught.

However, even for the strong of the three religions, it is difficult to completely kill the ghosts. If you are not careful, the opponent may leave a remnant soul and attack again.

Therefore, they usually choose to capture all the ghosts, and then bring them back to the Special Affairs Bureau for centralized elimination.

Song Yu was a little curious about how they were eliminated, but in the Bureau of Special Affairs, it was under the secrecy regulations, and ordinary staff didn't know about it.

When Song Yu tidied up the kitchen and came to the front hall, he found that the tableware on the table outside had been tidily put together, and Lan Ning was quietly cleaning the floor.

"Stop it, it's almost time."

Song Yu said.

Lan Ning trembled all over, and her face turned pale visible to the naked eye.

Song Yu asked a little puzzled: "Don't worry so much, it's just a phone ghost, and you can easily deal with it with someone from the Special Affairs Bureau."

Lan Ning nodded and said, "Well, I know, but this is not the first time."

What Song Yu said was actually only half right.

Telephone ghosts are the lowest level of evil ghosts, and some of them can touch the realm of fierce ghosts. They can only be regarded as above-average in supernatural events, and ordinary team leaders can handle them.

But only those capable of being the team leader and above can handle it, and the staff of the general ghost-level ghost control team can't catch the opponent.

Those who can spread fear and harvest souls through this more idealistic way belong to the elite among ghosts.

Just then, the phone rang.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth curled up, revealing a smile, exactly the same smile as when he saw the knocker stepping into the shop door.