How can a super obedient daughter-in-law be the devil?

Shanyuan Town is just an ordinary town on the edge of the endless forest, because the location is remote, and the level of active monsters is not high, the most active in the whole town are the monks in the foundation building and Qi training period.

Occasionally, there will be high-ranking monks passing by and will not stay too much. I really feel that there is nothing good in this town.

But recently, a new food shop opened on one of the most inconspicuous streets in the town. The shop owner looks very young, but his strength is terrifying. Every day, he likes to catch people from the surrounding streets to eat in the shop.Those who entered the shop at the beginning, who didn't have a bitter face, looked at the scary prices on the recipes, and there were two words, "black shop"!

However, the situation is stronger than the people. Facing such an unpredictable shop owner, everyone can only bite their pockets and grit their teeth to buy a copy.

Fortunately, although the boss likes to buy and sell by force, he doesn't care that much about how much food the diners eat, and he can leave as long as the consumption is over.

The diners who were caught in the front were basically each with a bowl of Lingmi porridge, and then gave sympathetic glances to those who walked behind and had to increase the price to buy more expensive food.

Faced with such a situation, those monks didn't want to touch their chopsticks at first, no matter how they looked at such a weird shop, they dared not speak.

Then there was the scene that Tan Jiayong came out to see. The shop was full of people, and one of them ordered a bowl of porridge and sat there, but he was unwilling to move his chopsticks.

Facing Tan Jiayong's suspicious eyes, Zhan Yin was immediately annoyed, and after coaxing Tan Jiayong to the backyard with a smile, his face completely turned cold.

The terrifying coercion was like a torrential rain pouring down from the sky. Everyone had the illusion of being overwhelmed by the strong smell of blood, and even the breath was filled with the breath of death.

Except for panic and despair, no one can feel other emotions anymore.

At this time, Tan Jiayong came out from the backyard, "Xiao Yin, look at my new kitchen utensils..."

Halfway through the speech, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked at the monks who were sitting or squatting profusely, feeling a little puzzled, "They... this is?"

Zhan Yin blinked innocently, "It's probably the first time I've eaten such a delicious thing, I'm touched."

Tan Jiayong: "..." I always feel that something is not right.

But at this time, those who were sitting or lying down, as if suddenly reacted, sat up one by one, hugged the bowl and started to eat, while nodding and praising, "It's delicious, it's so delicious! "

The boy proudly raised his chin, look!

Tan Jiayong: "..." I still feel that something is not right.

He rubbed the boy's head, and said helplessly, "Don't play too far."

The boy shrugged his nose and nodded obediently, "Okay."

After Tan Jiayong finished speaking, he continued to go back to the backyard to refine the weapon, and no longer paid attention to the affairs in the front hall.

The boy obediently watched him leave, then turned his head to look at the hall again.

All the monks: "..." Even though it was still windy and drizzle just now, why did it become icy and cold in the blink of an eye?

They all dared not to say anything, gritted their teeth, and ate everything in the bowl.

It's strange to say that when I saw the boss making such a scene, I thought that in addition to being black, even the food eaten under the boss's strong suppression was suspected by everyone as to whether it was poisoned.

Just after eating something, the faces of the monks became weird.

They have been practicing for so long, even if they are not Danxiu, they can still feel whether it is poisonous or not.

After taking a few mouthfuls of spiritual porridge, the expressions of several monks became a little strange.

This... not only did they not get the poison, but they felt that after the spiritual porridge entered their stomachs, their whole body became warm, and the feeling of abundant spiritual energy entering the body turned out to be quite effective for many pills.

Moreover, I don't know if it's an illusion, but after the effect of the medicine is washed away, when the aura in the body circulates, I feel that some of the mixed aura accumulated in the body has been washed away.

The acquaintances looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

Then, more and more people discovered this, and some of them were timid, and after finishing the food in the bowl, they turned around and ran away.

Those who were more courageous noticed the benefits of this spiritual food, their eyeballs rolled slightly, and they were a little timid to add vegetables.

Many people met each other's eyes, but unfortunately, everyone was still afraid of the boss's terror, so they ate their bowls slowly and left reluctantly.

For this reason, Zhan Yin was slightly surprised, and began to doubt the charm of his food?

Hard to come by, is it really not tasty?

Thinking about my level at noon, I should not lose my level.Therefore, these people are still ignorant!

Zhan Yin rolled his eyes, thinking that catching a wave of customers would bring him fame, but now it seems that there are so many ignorant people, so he still has to go out and catch customers every day?

I feel so troublesome... Forget it, who made these people ignorant, next time I just cook some porridge and make fun of it.

So, Zhan Yin made such a happy decision.

Unexpectedly, the next day, as soon as he opened the door, there were many people standing at the door.Zhan Yin was also puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Standing at the front was a big man who had completed the foundation building period. He scratched his head with a bit of embarrassment, "Hey, good morning boss, we're here for dinner..."

When the big man was talking, he also looked at the young boss with a little embarrassment.There is no way, anyone who is dragged from the street and thrown into a shop to buy and sell by force, probably will not feel much better.

Zhan Yin raised his eyebrows. He remembered that this man was the one who struggled the most when he arrested him yesterday. He was the one who beat him a few more times and knocked him out before dragging him back. There were bruises that didn't go away, and looked pathetic.

I thought that these people would not come back after leaving, it seems that it is not a problem with my craftsmanship.

Zhan Yin was a little satisfied, he didn't have to go out to arrest people at random, and the expression on his face was slightly better.

Turning around and entering the door, he threw today's recipe on the wall, and then ignored the new guests.

A group of people hurriedly filed in.Those who only ordered Lingmi porridge yesterday, after tasting the benefits, became curious about more advanced food, and were already ready to try other flavors, one by one came to the sign that hung the recipe Before, he was immediately dumbfounded.

Originally, there were not many styles yesterday, but at a rough glance, there were about a dozen of them. Why is there only one three-color Lingmi porridge left today?

Although the three-color spiritual rice porridge is also very good, many people miss other delicacies.

The big man scratched his head, "Boss, didn't there still be a lot of dishes yesterday? Why are there no more dishes today?"

Zhan Yin glanced at him indifferently, "I didn't do it." It's a shame to him that yesterday's dishes were not sold out, and the fat cat got cheap in the end.

Since he couldn't sell it, he didn't bother to do more. Since these people like porridge so much, he should sell porridge exclusively.

The big man choked, it could be said that he was dragged back after being knocked out by Zhan Yin, the big man was more courageous than others.

When everyone else was trembling and afraid to speak, he was still scratching his head, "Boss, when will you make it? We will eat it after you make it!"

The diners gave me face, Zhan Yin thought for a while, "Let's talk about it in the afternoon." I can make some delicious food for my brother at noon, and I can make a few more servings. If I can't sell them all, I can feed the cats. There is nothing wrong with thinking about it.

When the big man got the news, he was overjoyed, waved his hand, and ordered five bowls of porridge.

Thinking of the boss's temper, the others hurriedly started ordering...Although there was only three-color Lingmi porridge, they were still being scrambled for.

It's a pity...the boss was even more unreliable than they imagined. He just took out more than a dozen bowls of porridge, and regretfully told everyone that there was nothing left.

All monks: "..."

Those who bought it were very happy, and those who did not buy it regretted it.

When Tan Jiayong finished his work and came out again, he found that their restaurant was overcrowded.

This...Tan Jiayong, who was delayed for a few days because he was busy building a few autonomous offensive and defensive magic weapons for Old Tan, suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Zhan Yin comforted him with a smile, "It's okay, brother, it's important that you are busy with your own business. Speaking of which, brother, don't you have a talisman?"

Speaking of this, Tan Jiayong thought for a while and said, "Actually, I want to use this."

Tan Jiayong took out a huge hammer.

Looking at the hammer in his hand, Zhan Yin was also slightly taken aback, "This..."

I saw the originally black hammer shining with four colors of light in Tan Jiayong's hand. It was originally inconspicuous, but because of this light, it became more impressive.

Tan Jiayong explained, "The last time I absorbed the strange fire, it became like this, and now it is more convenient to use. Do you think it is okay for me to use it as a talisman?"

To be honest, Zhanyin has also studied this hammer, but unfortunately he didn't see the material after looking at it for a long time. However, the Artifact Sect has a rich background, and people from all over the world help to collect materials. It is normal to have some rare ores that he doesn't know about.

Moreover, although most of the monks like their newly refined talisman, they feel that only in this way can they fit with them.

The new magic weapon can indeed have such benefits, but if it is a magic weapon that can feel suitable without refining, then there is nothing wrong with becoming one's own natal magic weapon.

Even because it has been used smoothly before, it may have a higher degree of fit than the newly refined magic weapon.

Tan Jiayong himself has refined so many magic tools and treasures, and it is true that very few of them can be kept and used by him. It can be seen that he has his own opinions on this aspect and does not need others to say more.

So Zhan Yin nodded: "Okay, as long as my brother thinks it will work!"

The young man smiled immediately, rubbed the boy's head, and turned back to the backyard.

In fact, he has always had this idea, but in view of his limited understanding of the cultivation world, he dare not make such a decision casually.

Now hearing Xiaoyin's support, all worries disappeared immediately.Happily took the hammer and went back to the backyard to sacrifice.

The boy stood where he was, looking at his brother hurriedly entering the yard with gentle eyes.