Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

The boy was caught in a tangle, "This...does Uncle Chen know?"

The old man shook his head.

How does the old man know? If he really knew, he would make it for himself every day.

Not long after, the two of them devoured the best golden egg fried rice.

After that, they fell into the state of cultivation and digestion almost at the same time, and woke up one after another after more than ten minutes.

"Is it normal?"

The boy wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and said proudly.

Song Yu leaned back slightly when he heard the words, squinting his eyes.

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Is it fake that the food you ate just now was so delicious?

"It's delicious, I think it's much more delicious than the cook at home."

The girl opened her mouth, which made the boy dumbfounded.

"Where is it delicious?"

"Anyway, I think it's delicious."

"It's obviously not delicious at all, that is, the unique taste can increase a little mana."

"No, it's delicious."

...

Song Yu watched them fall into an argument, blinked, and was in a trance.

It seems that this is not the part where they should pretend to be aggressive. They started a civil war first.

The old man interrupted their argument skillfully, without seeming surprised at all.

"Young master, Miss Yun, it's normal for everyone to have different tastes, there's no need to argue over this."

"snort……"

The girl turned her head, but saw Lan Ning looking at them.

"Are you the clerk here?" she asked.

"Well, if you have any needs, you can tell me." Lan Ning quickly looked away and replied.

"This small shop, no matter how delicious it is, so what? The salary for you must be very low. You look so good-looking and have a nice voice. Why don't you come back with me and become my assistant?"

"Huh?" Lan Ning was confused.

Song Yu was also shocked when he heard this.

Good guys, I thought you were here to make trouble and find fault, but I didn't expect you to come to pry the corner of the wall.

Lan Ning recovered from her confusion, and quickly said, "No, thank you."

"Why? What's so good about serving dishes here? You come back with me. I'll give you a salary of 100,000 yuan a month."

Song Yu complained in his heart, and he is a big dog again.

But Lan Ning would definitely not go with them.

"It's not about money." Lan Ning replied weakly.

The girl turned her attention to Song Yu again: "Is it because of you that she refuses to leave? You can't be a black-hearted boss, threatening her by holding on to her?"

At this moment, Song Yu understood why the young man and the old man felt a little helpless towards the young girl.

"I respect her choice."

The girl wrinkled her small nose, "Then why didn't she leave with me? She wanted to stay with you and suffer?"

Song Yu: ...

He lost.

Lost to innocence, lost to innocence.

He looked at the old man and the young man.

Both of them turned their heads together, not looking at Song Yu.

Song Yu suddenly took a long breath.

"Miss Yun, everyone has their own choice. Maybe people like to serve dishes here, so let's not bother them."

Seeing that Song Yu seemed about to make some moves, the old man hurried forward to smooth things over.

There was a distressing mastery in his movements and tone.

"Really? But why would anyone like to serve dishes?"

"I don't know about this, just like Miss Yun likes to eat sweets, but the young master likes to eat salty and spicy food, right?"

"That's it... then forget it."

The girl looked at Dahei again.

Dahei was shocked, and slid off the bench all of a sudden, and got behind Han Qinglong.

It has just observed that there is something wrong with this girl, so it is better to hide.

"Is this a mature husky?"

The girl's curiosity soared.

"An Xue, she is a demon master." The young man couldn't help but reminded him.

"Oh, forget it."

Song Yu looked a little dazed, if you didn't count, what would you do?

"Let's go. I've eaten it. It tastes alright. It's better than spreading rumors. Uncle Chen, let's get down to business first."

said the boy.

But he licked his lips, and his eyes paused for two seconds on the food list on the electronic screen on the side wall.

Song Yu was quite speechless, there was something wrong with this group of people no matter how they looked at it.

This girl doesn't seem to be able to tell lies, she can say whatever comes to her mind, and she is curious about everything she sees.

The boy looked proud, like a peacock, with an extremely stubborn mouth.

The two young men beside them seemed to be dumb, never uttering a single word.

The old man is the most normal.

Such a combination, what is the purpose of coming to your store?

Song Yu watched them leave, just as suddenly as when they came.

Han Qinglong said blankly: "Boss Song, do you know them?"

"do not know."

He added: "I always feel that something is wrong with them."

Song Yu complained silently in his heart, feeling that something was wrong with everyone.

Lan Ning said, "This is probably the legendary Tsundere."

As soon as she said that, Song Yu immediately agreed.

"Where is Miss Yun?" Song Yu asked.

Lan Ning was silent for a while, and then silent for a while.

Obviously, she couldn't find the words in her mind to describe that Miss Yun.

This is just a small episode, and it doesn't affect Song Yu's opening of the shop.

Without the intrusion of supernatural events, the store can no longer go about its daily routine, and Song Yu has become more relaxed.

In the difficult days leading up to the opening of the store, the need for money seemed illusory.

Now he wants to be a salted fish boss even more.

But he's picked up a new habit these days.

Appreciate the one that hangs at the top of your food list every day.

It has been five or six days, and the squirrel mandarin fish is still strong, Song Yu is very pleased.

What is a signboard?

This is.

The dish of the town shop.

What worried him a little was that, with more and more members, the traffic in this alley began to surge.

There are not many smart people, but there are also many.

Xia Tian didn't know where to come up with the idea, but he actually sold all three nearby small buildings.

According to Xia Tian, ​​it cost less than three million.

"You are really black-hearted."

Song Yu sighed.

"Brother Song, what are you talking about? In fact, I have paid a lot."

"What did you pay?" Song Yu asked in surprise.

"I promise to relocate them to a place guarded by ghost masters."

Song Yu:? ? ?

Good for you.

If it is other times, you only say that the conditions are good and the environment is good, and some diehards don't want your benefits to be a nail household.

But now, if you say that there is no place where ghosts invade, people will sharpen their heads and want to get in.

"Brother Song, don't look at me with this expression. I will do what I say. Anyway, there are only more than seven hundred people in total. Just spend more money."

Xia Tian explained.

Song Yu nodded, "That's okay."

Xia Tian was about to say something, but suddenly withdrew his smile and looked at the few people walking outside the door.

Seeing that his expression was different, Song Yu moved his eyes to the door.

He knew one of them.

Chen Tianhua.

"Brother Song, you're from Jingzhou."

Xia Tian said in a low voice, then turned around and went to the table in the corner, as if unwilling to face each other.

Jingzhou?

It is the economic and political center of more than a dozen cities in the surrounding area.

Before you cross over, it must be called the provincial capital.

It's just that there is no such administrative division now.

But even if they are from Jingzhou City, they can't eat Bawang Meal.