Chapter 12: I have a destiny with this Li Wei
bun?
The first thing Song Yu thought of was the taste of steamed buns.
But when he came back to his senses, he felt that what Chen Tianhua cared about was the special effects of the steamed buns.
"Director Chen, what's wrong with Baozi?" Song Yu said calmly with an indifferent expression.
Chen Tianhua said: "Boss Song, can you improve the effect of your steamed buns?"
"Improve the effect of your steamed buns? It depends on my inspiration. When inspiration comes, it is possible. If there is no inspiration, then I really can't help it."
Song Yu replied helplessly.
Chen Tianhua frowned and said, "Then how can Boss Song's inspiration be improved?"
Song Yu glanced at them and said, "I like to study food and ghosts and monsters the most..."
Chen Tianhua nodded: "I I think I understand a little bit, so Boss Song's inspiration must be improved by ghosts and monsters, right?"
Song Yu replied: "You can say that."
The three of Chen Tianhua looked at each other and understood their respective ideas without communicating. .
"Boss Song, if my goal is to resist the large-scale ecstasy ghost domain of the red ghost, can Boss Song make such a bun?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows: "Director Chen is looking down on me a bit, right
? I haven't even seen the shadow of Hongyi until now, how can I have that ability?"
Chen Tianhua looked at Song Yu's always calm expression and was a little undecided.
"Then it's twenty or thirty times more effective than this steamed bun?"
Song Yu smiled and said, "It depends on fate."
Chen Tianhua didn't speak anymore, seeming to be thinking about something.
Xia Ling was outspoken and asked, "Boss Song, what specifically do you mean by fate?" "How can
we be so specific about fate? I'm not a fortune teller."
Xia Ling looked helplessly at Chen Tianhua.
However, Han Qinglong seemed to have regained his energy and came over.
"Boss Song, do you think I'm destined to be with you?"
"No."
This guy dares to raise monsters in his family. He is not an ordinary person.
If he hadn't opened a snack bar now, he would have wanted to follow Han Qinglong's template and open a novel on the Dingmin Novel Network.
The name is called "Terror Resurrection: My Erha is the Demon King" or "Yao Shou, my dog has become a spirit", etc. It is designated to explode and take off to prove the truth.
At this time, Han Qinglong was not as anxious as before and said, "Boss Song, take a closer look. What if we are really destined?" "
I can't read faces," Song Yu said.
Han Qinglong chuckled and said, "Boss Song, are you short of clerks here?"
Song Yu was stunned.
You kid, are you targeting me?
"No shortage."
Han Qinglong was a little disappointed: "Then if Boss Song is short of clerks, he must come to me first. This is my specialty. I have seen the shop for more than ten years and have rich experience." Song Yu
:? ? ?
What's your logic?
What is the connection between the spectators and the store clerks?
Xia Ling was curious and stared at him and asked: "You have been watching the show for more than ten years, right? You have been watching the show since you were thirteen or fourteen years old? Heisehui? Believe it or not, I can still catch you these days." Han
Qinglong For a moment, he seemed to think of the identities of the three people next to him, and he suddenly fainted.
"I worked during the summer vacation in high school and worked as a gate security guard at a relative's screw factory."
Everyone: ...
This guy is no longer talking about his big blackness now, but there is no trace of panic or disbelief about having a monster at home. mood.
How does his brain circuit grow?
Song Yu wanted to pull it open and take a look.
Of course, he has only practiced cooking for two and a half years, so he is good at it, but he is still a bit sloppy when it comes to cooking.
At this time, Chen Tianhua frowned and looked towards the window.
Through the gap in the curtains, there seemed to be a shadow flickering on the roof next to the alley.
"That's not someone from the bureau."
Lao Sun said with a serious look on his face.
Chen Tianhua nodded silently and said: "He is not a member of the three religions, but he is a ghost master."
Xia Ling blinked and did not dare to say what she was thinking.
Chen Tianhua pondered for a moment and took out a brocade bag, but it had a blue talisman attached to it.
Song Yu's eyebrows twitched a few times.
Where are all these people's things stored? I took out one after a while, but I didn’t see you having so many pockets.
Are you all transformed into Doraemon?
Chen Tianhua handed the thing to Song Yu, "This is a low-level ghost, help me recharge it."
Song Yu was surprised that this guy had actually caught a ghost.
"Okay."
Song Yu took the dough bag and accepted Li Gui as usual.
It is indeed my kitchen utensil, and the tough guy still makes it docile.
Seeing Li Gui being put into the dough bag and motionless, Song Yu murmured in his heart.
Five thousand points arrived, and he immediately got two thousand five, and his attitude suddenly became friendly.
Ding dong...
At the same time as the mark on his arm felt slightly warm, a new message notification sound came from the computer.
Song Yu found that several people turned a blind eye.
Didn't you hear it or didn't care?
Chen Tianhua handed over his hands and said solemnly: "I want to apply for a senior membership. As a senior member, can I ask Boss Song to use new food and make steamed buns?"
Song Yu smiled, "They say it depends on fate. I think this fierce ghost is related to me. A little fate."
Chen Tianhua's eyes lit up and he felt like he had caught something.
"Perhaps we will provide Boss Song with a steady stream of inspiration."
Song Yu waved his hand, "What the hell, why are friends so polite?"
He looked out the window.
Because just now, he inexplicably felt something flying towards the store.
The other party's target was the small shop. This feeling made Song Yu very surprised, and then he glanced at his arm.
The mark appeared and disappeared, seeming to remind me.
Several people followed his gaze and looked curiously at the sky in the distance.
Nothing.
They were puzzled.
But just when they were about to turn back, Chen Tianhua had a thought in his mind.
"Boss Song, I have something important to deal with, so I won't interrupt you. Xiaoling, you and Han Qinglong stay in the store and don't run around."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out quickly.
Lao Sun followed him. As soon as the two of them went out, they saw a sword light piercing the sky and coming from the direction where Song Yu's eyes were pointed before.
Chen Tianhua raised his hand, gathered his Yin energy, and blocked the sword light, but it was a short sword as long as a foot.
"It's Deputy Commander Wei's flying sword delivering the message. They're almost here."
Old Sun looked back at everyone in the store with surprise.
Xia Ling said in shock: "Boss Song, did you know that a flying sword was coming?"
She understood what was going on when Chen Tianhua stopped the dagger.
I have never eaten pork and I have seen pigs running away.
songs
_ ...How should I research this new steamed bun? It’s really difficult for me as a cook.” It is
indeed difficult to make high-end steamed buns, just because this thing is completely random. What if this evil ghost grinds to death and doesn’t give pork?
If the ingredients are different, will the steamed buns still have the effect of keeping the Lingtai clear?
Song Yu carried the dough bag containing Li Gui and went to the kitchen with a frown.
Xia Ling looked confused. She didn't believe what Song Yu just said. She had known for a long time that a letter from Feijian was coming.
But judging from his appearance, it seems that steamed buns are difficult to make?
Outside, Lao Sun's body was filled with yin energy, and the taxi reappeared. After Chen Tianhua got in, the two of them left.
In the car, the two were silent for a long time, and Lao Sun finally said: "Old Chen, have you never thought about tying Song Yu back?"
Chen Tianhua said quietly: "How about you try? But don't do it in the name of the Special Affairs Bureau. "
Lao Sun rolled his eyes and stopped talking.
Chen Tianhua, however, thought to himself and said, "Where did Song Yu come from? Is he really relying on his family's ancestral magic weapon?" "
But Feijian's letter was given to me. I didn't even sense it before, and he first Got it.
"But I really didn't sense anything in him. Today's young people are more terrifying than the last."
Old Sun smiled and said: "Young man? Why can't he be an old man with good looks? Are you old enough to be your grandfather? Don't forget those old monsters from the three religions. Until now, we have never seen the top masters from the three religions."
Chen Tianhua sighed, "And those demon masters, I don’t know where I found the bloodline of the ancient demon clan. There are hundreds of ghost controllers. I’m really afraid that one day a real ancient beast will pop up among them.” There was a long silence in the taxi
. Until he met up with the group of Special Affairs Bureau personnel dressed in different costumes.
Let’s talk about the current classification of ghosts and monsters, as well as the redemption of points.
Resentful Soul——1——Spirit——10 points.
Evil Ghost——2——Little Demon——200 points.
Fierce Ghost——3——Big Demon——5000 points.
Red-clothed Fierce Ghost - 4 - Spirit Demon - 10 bronze coins
(end of this chapter)