Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

"Boss Song, business is doing very well recently."

When Chen Tianhua came up, he first greeted him warmly.

There were four people beside him.

A middle-aged man walked with him, he was half a step behind, and the other three followed behind them.

Song Yu raised his eyelids, "How come Director Chen is free?"

Chen Tianhua sighed: "I'm busy with business, I don't have time to take care of Boss Song's business, please forgive me."

Afterwards, he glanced at the people around him, and then at Song Yu.

"Boss Song, this is Mr. Zhao from Jingzhou, and these few are also young talents from Jingzhou."

Chen Tianhua introduced that he gave Song Yu a different look from an angle that other people didn't notice.

Song Yu looked calm, but he was complaining in his heart.

Your eyelids are twitching, I don't understand what you mean at all.

"It turned out to be from Jingzhou. It must be a big shot. Disrespect and disrespect."

Song Yu's mouth curled into a smile.

Mr. Zhao looked indifferently, looked around, and frowned.

"Did you open this shop yourself?" He asked.

"It's from the ancestors." The smile on Song Yu's face weakened significantly.

Chen Tianhua's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said: "Mr. Zhao, Boss Song's craftsmanship is very good, and he definitely has an excellent inheritance."

A young man behind Mr. Zhao said: "That's just a chef. I wonder what level of chef this Boss Song is?"

The smile on Song Yu's face was reduced by another point: "There is no grade."

"Oh?" There was a playful smile on the young man's face.

Mr. Zhao didn't seem to care about this, and said, "Are all the dishes here made by you?"

His gaze was fixed on the effect of the squirrel mandarin fish.

Celestial demon domineering body?

Ah……

Set a price that no one can afford to pull a gimmick?

People in small cities are really short-sighted.

Song Yu replied, "It doesn't matter whether I made it or not, what matters is whether it tastes good or not."

His expression was very stiff when he spoke.

Song Yu felt that if he made a fan-shaped statistic for the expression he had deliberately made, it would be three points of calm, three points of indifference, and four points of impatience.

Yes, impatient.

Song Yu subconsciously felt disgusted by the way the other party asked for his household registration.

Seeing Song Yu's expression, Mr. Zhao didn't even care, and looked at the furnishings in the store on his own.

"Song Yu, right? Now you have an opportunity, an opportunity that will allow you to cross the class and become a master."

Mr. Zhao stopped looking around and turned to stare at Song Yu.

Song Yu looked surprised, "Oh? Mr. Zhao is going to give me this chance? I'm a little... flattered."

Mr. Zhao seemed to have got the answer he wanted, showing a condescending smile.

"Joining the Zhao family, I can make an exception and give you the position of guest minister, and it is also the only one at present, who can enjoy the treatment of a real master level master."

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, the people behind him showed shocked expressions.

The only guest?

This kid has such a great ability?

Song Yu was really surprised now.

Since you think highly of me so much, why do you speak in such an attitude?

But if you don't really value it, you won't give such a high treatment.

True Monarch level means great masters like Master Xia and Master Su Xianlong. If they go out, they can easily suppress anyone in red and white clothes.

Like the last time Su Xianlong and the others were desperate there, if any one of the true king level came out, all dangers could be resolved.

But the other party's attitude as if giving alms made Song Yu confused again.

He didn't feel any annoyance because of the other party's superior demeanor, that's all he had expected.

And he may not really think highly of each other.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Mr. Zhao. As everyone said, I'm just a cook with no lofty goals. How can I become the guest of Zhao's family?"

Song Yu shook his head lightly, his face regained his usual calm.

In fact, when he saw the young people behind him looking at the inferior people, he had long been disgusted in his heart.

Opening a shop by myself, I still like to deal with normal people.

Tianlong people or something, you should go wherever you want, don't disturb the owner's leisurely life.

"You don't have to underestimate yourself. You deliberately released the Heavenly Demon Body to attract attention. Even if it's fake, but relying on other foods with special effects, you are enough to get my invitation."

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, he seemed very...comfortable?

His attitude of wanting to win over others, but at the same time being superior, was so contradictory that even Song Yu was shocked.

The owner of this shop is really not underestimating himself. Those face changes and smiles just now were purely pretending to show you, and you took it seriously.

Song Yu had complicated emotions in his heart, but his face was still indifferent.

"Everyone who comes here is a guest. You come from afar, why don't you become a member first? Have something to eat?"

This sudden change of topic caused Mr. Zhao to choke the words he had already prepared in his throat, unable to vomit, holding back and feeling uncomfortable.

His face finally changed, "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Zhao, don't you understand this? I'm just a shop owner, and a few people come to the door, isn't it for dinner?"

Song Yu spread his hands with an innocent face.

It seems that the conversation about wooing just now never happened at all.

A group of young people were stunned.

Lan Ning stood aside, not daring to vent her anger.

This should be a big shot in Jingzhou, but the boss didn't care, he calmly laned, a bit handsome.

She was also a little worried, would the boss get into trouble?

Only Xia Tian in the corner suppressed his smile, turned his face away, he didn't dare to laugh too loudly, it would be very troublesome to offend the Zhao family.

I may be fine, but there will definitely be something at home.

Finally, when Mr. Zhao's complexion gradually turned ugly, a young man spoke up.

"What do you mean, kid? Mr. Zhao has personally opened his mouth to win him over. Treatment at the level of a true king is a benefit that others can't ask for in a lifetime. Maybe you still want to sell it for a price."

Song Yu looked serious, "You think too much, really, if you want to eat, you can sit down, you block the door, it will affect other guests."

Immediately, his eyes moved to the outside of the store, "Everyone, wait a moment, I will finish processing right away."

Outside the store, some members were watching, and this point was almost the dining peak of the store.

These two sentences can be said to be murderous, and Mr. Zhao and others can't hold back their face.

"young people……"

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Ask you again, whether you want to join the Zhao family. Now you agree, I will take what you said just now as a joke, and you can still enjoy the treatment you deserve."

Song Yu said, "What if you don't agree?"

"Young man, don't mistake yourself. I admit that you have some skills. Staying in this corner will only waste your talent. There are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky. The current world is very dangerous."

Mr. Zhao's eyes became dangerous, and the energy around him seemed to be drawn. Everyone outside the shop was frightened by the momentum, and they took a few steps back one by one.

Song Yu frowned.

His voice cooled down, "It seems that you are not here for dinner, and you are not a member, please leave the store."

"Boy, don't push yourself too hard. Mr. Zhao has given you enough face by coming in person, and you still want to bargain?"

At this time, a young man opened his mouth and shouted.

As he spoke, he also walked forward.

Outside the store, a young girl came quickly, and the old man also had a serious face, and followed behind with two young people.

At this moment, several screams suddenly sounded.

I saw one after another figure spurting blood and flying out, and many waiting diners made a big circle, looking at the people lying on the ground and moaning, collectively gloating.

The young man ran in to have a look, suppressed the smile in his heart, and said in astonishment: "Mr. Zhao, why are you lying on the ground?"