Chapter 199 No one wants the silver-level dishes.
"I'm a little tempted,"
Bai Ying said.
She can really get gold coins.
Song Yu paused for two seconds and said: "I didn't hear whether you are interested or not. You know, I will never trick customers into buying dishes. No matter whether they are suitable or not, I will only tell you the effect of the dishes and the real choice. You have to decide for yourselves."
Bai Ying nodded: "I understand, 15 gold coins, a Guixu magical power, not bad when you think about it, but even if I have the Guixu magical power, it is not much use." Use
?
Song Yu couldn't help but think of Guixu.
It can only be used to communicate between the two parties. Once you become proficient in magical powers, you may be able to find a way to connect the two worlds.
Song Yu asked: "Is there anyone from your Monster Clan among Guixu?"
"Yes, but it's not our clan. There aren't many masters left in the Monster Clan, and we're not familiar with them."
Song Yu nodded: "Gui Xu" The magical power of Xu can not only travel between two realms, but can also be used in battle. After mastering it, you can enter Gui Xu at any time. It may be difficult for the heavenly level to get through Gui Xu." Bai Ying said: "This is what I am struggling with.
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" If you have a lot of money, that's okay, there won't be any conflict between these things anyway."
Song Yu spread his hands.
Li Yan on the side sighed: "It's a pity that gold coins are hard to find, otherwise I would be interested in trying the Guixu magical power."
Gold coins are of course difficult, and only heaven-level items can be exchanged for gold coins.
If only those big forces could find some inherited heaven-level rare objects, people like Li Yan would really have no place to look for gold coins.
Unless you meet someone like the gnosis Buddha again.
It is really rare for a person who knows the Buddha to be in such a situation, and it happens to be in Li Yan's profession.
If it were anyone else, there really wouldn't be anything that could be done about it.
The Buddha's eye that Tongwu promised was worth about five gold coins, and the other two were gifts. It was entirely because of the monk's favor, and Song Yu also wanted to try it, so he succeeded.
If all three treasures given by Buddhism were used, and nothing was "researched", Boss Song would be embarrassed.
After chatting with each other for a few words, the morning light appeared in the distant sky.
The three of them then returned to Kitchen God Alley.
Bai Ying and Li Yan obviously didn't plan to go anywhere else and stayed in the room here.
Song Yu adjusted his breath a little to regain his energy and prepared to open the door when the time came.
What makes him very puzzled is, after these two days, why everyone is focusing on the gold-level dishes. Isn't there also a silver-level dish?
There were three silver-level dishes in total, and those people seemed unable to see them.
[Salt-baked chicken: 26 silver coins]
(Note: Eating it can improve physical strength... you can learn a unique body skill and ignore the illusion of the same level.)
[Dongpo elbow: 30 silver coins]
(Note: Eating it can improve it The strength of the meridians improves the affinity of vitality and can connect to the heavenly orifices. Based on one's own talent, it can increase the speed of absorbing vitality by up to ten times and the comprehension by five times.) [First-grade tofu soup: 68 silver coins] (Note: Eating it can improve the root,
bone
and Comprehension can condense a sword intention seed.)
Song Yu himself felt that these three things should be enough to attract the attention of most practitioners, but he did not expect that they would be overshadowed by two dishes that were biased towards Buddhism.
Speaking of which, there are still a few silver-level dishes that have been retained, but the bronze-level dishes will be consumed by diners from time to time.
Song Yu thought this way, but when he opened the door, no one even bothered with the silver-level dishes all morning, which made him curious.
Silently eavesdropping on the chats of the diners, I discovered that there was only one reason.
Poor...
Song Yu was speechless.
What should I do if the gold level is more popular than the silver level?
This situation was unexpected by Song Yu, but he believed that there would not be so many rich people.
"Watch the live broadcast, it's so exciting."
"Big noise, I didn't expect the monk to be so violent."
...
The sudden discussion in Song Ji's restaurant made everyone else stretch their ears.
Song Yu also noticed this scene and couldn't help but listen to a few words.
Upon hearing this, he discovered that the protagonist of these people's discussion was actually getting over the difficulties.
And it seems that the Ananda knife that was used to save people went crazy in Jingyuan City.
Isn't it because you are too depressed and a little out of control?
Song Yu murmured in his heart, listening to the accounts those people mentioned, and then found the live broadcast room.
It has to be said that it is good if the Internet is developed. Even in the era when ghosts are rampant in Jingyuan City, there are still many people risking their lives to make money through live broadcasts.
Outside a remote manor on the outskirts of Jingyuan City, there was a group of people surrounding him.
Du Nan was holding an Ananda knife and stood quietly. Outside was a circle of practitioners, mainly in black clothes.
Through the live broadcast, Song Yu could not tell whether these were real humans or other evil things.
In particular, this live broadcast room is one with a larger number of people. The anchor is using a drone to broadcast live, and the picture is relatively complete.
It shouldn’t be possible to get out of control during a crisis, right?
After all, Jian Xunxian and Lin Yuan were watching from the side.
It's just that the two people didn't seem to be seen in the picture.
Is it hidden in secret, or is it delayed by other things?
Song Yu frowned and looked at the live broadcast.
Nowadays, the scale of the live broadcast is much larger. The men in black lying on the ground around them are bleeding all over the ground.
Although the anchor has blurred the image, the blood-red color cannot deceive the audience. It is just more friendly to the audience who are suffering from blood-sickness.
Song Yu took a quick glance and saw that there were already more than a hundred dead men in black.
The remaining people are still hanging around to tide over the difficulties. Are they really not afraid of death?
Just as he was thinking this, Song Yu understood why.
Just after hearing the harsh sound of the Buddha's chant, the men in black rushed madly towards the rescue, as if they had received some instructions.
But again, dozens of people went up to die.
Song Yu estimated that surviving the crisis didn't even consume much Buddhist power in his body, right?
Then why do they keep rushing up, trying to kill people and cause a psychological shadow to the disaster?
Song Yu even teased in his heart.
But soon, he discovered something was wrong with the picture.
After thinking about it, he typed: "Anchor, check the direction of the blood flow."
He swiped several times before hearing the anchor start to speak.
"The direction of the blood flow? Let's see... holy shit, what the hell is this?"
Within a few seconds, he spoke with the quintessence of the Chinese nation.
In an instant, the barrage took off.
The barrage kept flooding the screen.
"Let me see what's going on."
"Anchor, please remove the filter. I'm not afraid of blood."
"Anchor, let us see what's going on and why?"
"Boss, that boss was here just now "
Brother, please explain."
...
There were so many barrages that the screen in the live broadcast room almost became frozen.
Song Yu turned off the barrage, and then he could see the blood forming a blurry shape.
Song Yu found that the live broadcast camera was subconsciously raised a lot. It was obvious that the anchor was afraid.
At this time, a barrage attracted Song Yu's attention.
"Anchor, run quickly, at least a thousand meters away to be safe. This is a special method of the Daoist cult. Let these puppets without their own thoughts die, and then use their resentment and flesh and blood to condense a new body. In the end, there will be The high-level officials of the Daoist Cult have evil thoughts."
Unfortunately, when Song Yu saw this barrage, the entire scene turned blood red and nothing could be seen. Then, the end of the live broadcast appeared.
A group of people were still asking whether the anchor was safe, etc., but Song Yu was thinking about the pattern he saw.
"Boss Song, what makes you look so solemn?"
Li Yan's voice came, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
Song Yu didn't speak. Instead, he mobilized his energy and drew an oval pattern out of thin air.
"Look at this."
(End of chapter)