Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Song Yu was astonished. If it is confiscated and cannot be used, shouldn't he find a way to discount it?

Xia Tian looked around and said: "Actually, what happened last time is not over yet. This is what was handed over from that villa area. There are many people living there, and all of them are powerful and powerful, but they are all bewitched later. I'm gone, and I haven't found everything yet."

"Is it really appropriate for you to tell me these things?"

"What I can say is naturally appropriate, and what I can't say, I dare not say even if you kill me."

"Does that mean it's just a stronghold?"

"Well, it's not just our Liangcheng that has a headache now, basically everyone around us in the northwest and southwest has headaches."

Song Yu was shocked: "The scope is so large?"

"Preliminary estimates show that their operations cover more than twenty cities."

Song Yu suddenly felt numb.

Are these evil cultivators doing things so violently?

Seeing that Song Yu was a little confused, Xia Tian said: "Brother Song, do you think these people are sick? They can clearly enjoy the glory and wealth, but follow them to treat themselves as inhumane ghosts, just to live dozens more. Year."

Song Yu was astonished and said, "Isn't it for longevity? These people have no pursuit."

"Longevity...Brother Song, you really dare to think about it." Xia Tian looked strange.

Song Yu took it for granted: "Paying such a heavy price is not for the sake of immortality. Who is out of their minds to give up the life of a rich man and run to be a cow or a horse for others?"

"Then there are quite a lot of people with broken brains." Xia Tian said sadly.

As far as he knew, there were quite a few people who joined that weird organization, including not only evil cultivators, but also monsters of strange races, such as Yingkui.

They collectively enshrine some kind of weird god, and it is said that they can give them vitality, and it is no problem to live for decades.

If they make outstanding contributions, the gods they enshrine can even transform them into ghost bodies and live longer.

In short, after seriously extorting a confession from the so-called elder, she said something that shocked everyone in the Bureau of Special Affairs.

The details are things that cannot be said to Song Yu.

For example, some staff merged to interrogate ghosts and the like.

I heard the method is cruel.

Xia Tian quickly left, and threw the car keys to Song Yu, letting him drive casually, and Song Yu had time to observe his beloved car carefully.

No matter who it belonged to before, it is now its own.

The inside and outside of the car are like new, obviously the Special Affairs Bureau has been fully maintained.

Inside the car, Song Yu saw a fuel card and instructions.

Unexpectedly, you can still refill unlimitedly, just add it yourself, and someone will reimburse the gas fee.

One word, cool and crooked.

At the same time, the extra subsidy has also reached his own account.

Looking at those five or six zeros, Song Yu felt that he was definitely a good citizen of Liangcheng.

Just as he was inspecting his future car with joy, a group of people walked over not far away.

"right here?"

"Yes, young master."

"Why is it so tattered?"

"Young master, Liangcheng is a third-tier city, and it's normal for it to be dilapidated. The earliest news about the mysterious shop was confirmed from the Special Affairs Bureau, which should be accurate."

"Then go in and have a look."

Song Yu found out about their conversation, and then left the car, looking at the group of people outside the door who were looking at the shop.

Among them was a young man, a young girl, an old man, and two strong young men.

Judging from the appearance and temperament of the young girls, it is obvious that they come from wealthy families.

Every wealthy family in this era is not simple.

Is this the legendary brainless villain?

Is the classic plot coming?

Song Yu was inexplicably looking forward to it.

Lan Ning and Han Qinglong Dahei were the only ones in the shop. Worried about conflicts between the two, he quickly walked in front of them.

Han Qinglong is more in the second grade. This young girl looks sixteen or seventeen years old, and she looks younger than Lan Ning. She is obviously spoiled and spoiled, and her temper is probably not small.

"Boy, who are you? Dare to jump in line?"

Seeing Song Yu two steps past them and entering the store, the young man who was about to enter was upset.

Song Yu glanced back at him and walked behind the counter.

"What do you guys want to eat? How about sitting at the door first?"

There was a warm smile on his face, as if he didn't hear what he said just now.

Anyway, they were going to come in, Song Yu wasn't afraid of trouble now.

Trouble will come sooner or later, and the sooner it comes, the sooner it is dealt with.

Lan Ning was about to step forward when Song Yu raised his hand to stop her.

She is quite smart, and she guessed the general idea through Song Yu's behavior and the look he gave her just now.

It was the old man next to the young girl who came to the counter with a smile.

"My young master heard that there is a mysterious shop in the deep alley of Liangcheng, so I came here to have a look."

"oh."

Song Yu replied.

The old man's tone was stagnant, and he said again: "Boss, tell me what signature dishes you have in the store."

"The details are written here."

Song Yu pointed to the small blackboard and electronic screen beside them.

The kind smile on the old man's face couldn't hold back anymore, and he said: "You are in business, with such a service attitude, you will go bankrupt sooner or later."

"Thank you for your kind words." Song Yu said with a smile instead.

The old man took a deep breath, but finally endured it, and asked with a sullen face: "It's our first time here, and it's okay to ask you to introduce the signature dishes in the store?"

Song Yu said: "Of course it can, but we only have one signature dish in our store, and the rest are ordinary meals."

"What signature dish?"

The boy couldn't bear it anymore.

Song Yu set his eyes on the top of the electronic screen.

"This is the squirrel mandarin fish dish."

Everyone's eyes were on the top of the electronic screen.

[Squirrel Mandarin Fish: 18 Gold Coins]

"What are gold coins?"

The boy couldn't help asking when he saw the price behind.

The old man quickly replied: "Young master, the exchange price here is ten gold coins for a fierce god or a sky demon."

"What?"

The teenager stared.

He didn't bother to read the rules written on the small blackboard.

"Young master, that's what's written here."

"Eating this squirrel mandarin fish, can you really awaken the Heavenly Demon Dominant Body?"

The young man stared at Song Yu with burning eyes.

"able."

The boy raised his eyebrows, "So confident? Okay, serve me food."

Song Yu said slowly: "Guest, you need to have the purchase authority."

"Young master, we might as well try primary or intermediate food first. It costs so much, if it doesn't work, the loss outweighs the gain."

The old man hurriedly stopped his young master, giving him a step down, and also giving himself and others a step up.

Old man, even if I try my best, I can't get enough 18 gold coins for you.

On the contrary, the girl looked at this side and that side, looking like a curious baby.

"Brother Yu, is the Heavenly Demon Dominant Physique the legendary physique that can demonize the flesh?"

the girl asked.

The boy nodded: "Yes, but no one has seen the Heavenly Demon Dominant Body for thousands of years."

The girl suddenly realized, "Does that mean that this store might be fake? Engaging in false propaganda?"

The faces of the young man and the old man were all black, and even the two young men who were next to them almost didn't tense their expressions.

Please, don't say in front of others that they are selling fakes?

The young man silently raised his hands to cover his face, and said, "Let's try a normal one first, Uncle Chen, you can figure it out."

Afterwards, he sat down at the table with a serious face.

Song Yu's mouth twitched.

Why do I feel like I've lost my mind? The painting style of this group of people is a bit different from what I imagined.

The old man obviously knew about this place, became a member, and even caught a ghost.

Each of the boy and the girl was served a top-quality fried rice with golden eggs, each with 2,000 points.

"Hmm...how did this happen?"

After taking a bite, the boy said in shock.

The words came out, but he quickly shut up, trying his best to hide his expression.

But everything is in vain, his contrast is too obvious.

"Brother Lin, why does eating this egg fried rice increase mana?"

The girl spoke again.