Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Li Xinxin struggled to eat fried dough sticks. She became weaker and weaker, and even struggled to eat.

However, after eating a deep-fried dough stick, her overall condition improved, and her face turned red.

After finishing the two deep-fried dough sticks, Li Xinxin sat up and closed her eyes, as if to heal her wounds.

Song Yu didn't understand, so he went to the kitchen after watching it for a while.

He looked at a strange kitchen utensil in the kitchen and paused for a few seconds.

This is a stone mill, not big, with a diameter of about thirty centimeters.

The ghost that suddenly visited the night before yesterday chased him all the way to the kitchen.

There was no way for him to hide, but it bumped into the stone mill when it rushed towards him, and the ghost screamed, and then the millstone turned automatically, absorbing it completely.

There is a large drawer under the grinding disc.

The flour, the main material for making these three fritters, was produced in the drawer after the ghost was completely ground by a stone mill and made no sound, and it was indistinguishable from ordinary flour.

A ghost was ground into flour.

Song Yu shouted in his heart that this is unscientific.

But when he boldly tried to make fritters with flour and eggs and other accessories, the whole store seemed to have a new change.

A stone-milled imprint tattoo appeared on his arm, but if he didn't look at it, it would automatically hide.

Moreover, there is a card reader on the counter, a small screen, and the mysterious membership system appears on the computer, with a copy of the owner's notice attached.

These include the relevant rules of membership, and the sale and purchase of food made of ingredients produced by stone mills, which can only be made through the membership system and other terms.

So Song Yu speculates that there may be more mysteries in this store that need to be gradually developed by himself.

But I am an ordinary person, so I can only sit on the sidelines in the store.

Finally tonight, I allowed myself to catch two Secret Service staff who might catch ghosts.

Although he knew that these kitchen utensils might have a restraining effect on ghosts, Song Yu had no intention of going out to catch ghosts by himself with a kitchen knife.

It is also thanks to my two and a half years of cooking that I have triggered the hidden attributes of this snack bar.

Song Yu opened the lid of the glass bottle, and then buckled it into the hole on the stone mill.

Ah... 嘠...

The miserable ghost scream sounded, but it didn't stop.

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, looking at the ghost bound in the hole of the stone mill, and then reacted, and quickly stepped forward to grab the push rod and start pushing the stone mill.

He thought that the stone mill would move by itself like before, but he didn't expect that it would need to be pushed by himself.

In just over ten seconds, the ghost's screams ended, and a white light flashed in the stone mill, Song Yu knew it was over.

And although the imprint on his arm could not be seen, there was a warm feeling, which spread to the whole body, which was very comfortable.

But he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to open the drawer under the stone mill out of curiosity.

Looking at the ingredients in it, Song Yu suddenly petrified.

egg?

"I lost it, don't be too outrageous."

A total of five eggs were neatly placed in the drawer.

This shocked Song Yu even more than when he saw the pile of flour the day before yesterday.

He can accept anything that is powdered by the stone mill, but Song Yu really didn't expect to grind eggs.

This is absolutely unscientific.

Unable to understand, he still took out five eggs and put the wraith in the flour bag into it.

Ten seconds later, Song Yu opened the drawer again.

Looking at the pile of soybeans weighing about half a catty, Song Yu fell silent.

"Using ghosts as materials to grind eggs and soybeans, you win." After a long time, he looked at the stone mill and muttered.

Hearing the screams of the ghosts in the kitchen outside, Liu Feng was very surprised, but he still held back his curiosity and didn't check.

After ten minutes of rustling inside, Song Yu walked out of the kitchen.

"I'm going to sleep first. Be careful yourself, don't attract ghosts, and then demolish my shop."

Song Yu greeted and went up to the second floor.

Only Liu Feng and Li Xinxin were left looking at each other.

"Captain Liu, what do you think is the origin of this person?"

"I can't see through it. If it weren't for the three fried dough sticks, I would definitely regard him as a liar."

Li Xinxin was puzzled: "Why can he make fried dough sticks with dark energy? Could it be that some treasure was added to it?"

"It's possible, but judging from the content of Yin energy in it, if one resentful soul is exchanged for two, he will not only lose money, but also pay back. What is his purpose?"

There was a trace of hesitation in Liu Feng's eyebrows.

After all, this person saved Li Xinxin's life tonight.

The two then talked for a while, with sorrow on their faces.

The mission was equivalent to a failure, with heavy losses, and even the captain almost couldn't come back.

However, as the night deepened, the two also guarded each other and each rested for half the night.

Have a safe night.

There was no movement on the second floor.

At half past six in the morning, Song Yu walked down the stairs.

The two looked at him at the same time.

"You two, are you okay?"

Song Yu stretched his waist and asked.

Liu Feng replied: "It's okay, thank you boss for taking me in, I don't know how to call it?"

"Song Yu, Yu of Feather."

"It turned out to be Boss Song. Now we don't have any cash or mobile phones with us. When we go back, we must make up for the missing membership fees and the compensation we promised you."

Song Yu waved his hand: "It's okay, anyway, I remember your name and ID number, if you don't give it to me, come directly to ask for it."

Liu Feng: ...

After speaking, Song Yu went into the kitchen.

Liu Feng and the two looked at each other and shook their heads.

Can't see Song Yu's ways at all.

But not long after, Song Yu came out.

The two of them watched as he erased all the words on the small blackboard at the door, and started writing again.

【Food provided today】

[Tea Egg: 5 Points]

[Red date soy milk: 8 points]

Song Yu stopped writing here.

Seeing this, Liu Feng asked, "Boss Song, do you still have fried dough sticks?"

"No more." Song Yu replied.

Li Xinxin said: "Boss Song, please help me become a member."

"OK, just a second."

The membership card number Li Xinxin got was 00002.

Liu Feng said: "Boss, bring me a tea egg and a cup of soy milk."

Li Xinxin quickly said, "Me too."

Song Yu stared at them: "You don't have any points yet."

"I have two resentful souls here." Li Xinxin held two small jade bottles that were exactly the same as the ones Liu Feng took out before.

"Okay, 20 points."

Liu Feng also found two resentful souls.

This surprised Song Yu.

The strength of these two people does not seem to be low. They were able to catch so many resentful souls. What kind of mission did they perform?

Could it be that he encountered a ghost?

Otherwise, how could he escape to the door of his shop in embarrassment.

"Here, your tea eggs and soy milk. By the way, the food in this store can be taken out, but after taking it out, the effect will be halved. As the first two members, this is an extra friendly reminder."

The two began to eat breakfast with curiosity.

At around seven o'clock, a ray of morning light appeared in the sky, and Song Yu opened the store.

Liu Feng licked his lips, looking at the peeled egg shells, he felt an urge to eat them too.

Li Xinxin also drank the last drop of soy milk with all her strength.

Not surprisingly, these two foods also contain Yin power.

It's just that the shock on Li Xinxin's face disappeared in a flash.

She was pleasantly surprised: "Boss Song's craftsmanship is amazing. This is the best tea egg I've ever eaten. But why isn't the soy milk the original flavor?"

"Because I like red dates and soy milk." Song Yu replied quietly.

Li Xinxin: ...

Liu Feng also opened his mouth and said: "Red date soy milk is also delicious, I really want to drink it to my full, but I have a business, so I can only wait another day."

After the two thanked Song Yu again, they left.

Song Yu saw everything in his eyes, and under his calm expression, there was an unconcealable excitement.

Now, it's finally time for business.

Before, I could only make buns and fritters in the store, but because of the location of the store, the daily turnover can only make me full.

And in the last few days, business has been particularly bad, because several mysterious disappearances occurred nearby, so that no one dared to go out at will, and Song Yu's food preparations were all eaten.

But with Liu Feng and the others, maybe the business in the store will gradually improve.

After all, Yin power seems to be very important to ghost masters.

The two Li Xinxin who had gone away were talking in a low voice.

"Captain Liu, that soy milk can actually nourish ghosts and make them calm."

There was disbelief in Li Xinxin's tone.

"That's right, I also sensed it. For ghost masters, this soy milk is a fetish."

Liu Feng was both excited and had a headache.

What's exciting is that I wait for the people in Liangcheng to get the moon first.

He also has a headache about the mystery of the shop owner. The appearance of this kind of food is bound to cause a storm in Liangcheng and even the world.

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