The young man, however, was full of excitement and didn't seem to care. "What's there to be afraid of? Maybe it's a stroke of luck or a magical encounter. Look inside, there are quite a few people dressed in modern clothes like us. Let's go in and ask them."
The couple then went into the restaurant lobby.
The restaurant's first floor is very spacious, with an open kitchen in the center, though it doesn't take up much space. Around the kitchen are many square tables, about seventy or eighty in total.
Xia Tianqiong chose an empty table by the window. As soon as she sat down, a waiter wearing a gray long robe and a blood-red rag draped over his shoulder walked over quickly.
"Sir, what would you like to order? All our food and drinks are top-notch. Please feel free to order whatever you like; we guarantee you'll be satisfied."
In ancient times, the rags worn by waiters were white, but this one was blood red, as if it was specially chosen because they often wiped away blood.
However, the enthusiasm on its face seemed genuine.
"Do you have a menu? Let me see it."
"Of course."
With a wave of his hand, the waiter sent out palm-sized wooden plaques flying out of his sleeve and neatly arranging them on the table, about thirty of them.
Xia Tianqiong casually picked up a wooden sign with the words "Roast Duck" written on it in black ink.
Turn it over and you'll see "Steamed Lamb" written in red ink on the back.
People who don't know might think that you can order from both sides of the menu.
Actually, the black-colored dish on the front is called "Yangcai," which is made from normal ingredients and is meant for human consumption.
The red menu on the back is called Yin Cai, or Gui Cai. The ingredients used to make this dish are not necessarily normal; they may contain human flesh and blood. It is meant for the supernatural.
The supernatural can eat yang vegetables without any problems, but if a human eats yin vegetables, there is a high probability that they will die suddenly, and there is also a very small probability that they will turn into the supernatural.
In short, it won't end well.
The waiter stood silently to the side, offering no advice, but secretly hoping the customer would order the "yin" dish and die from it.
"Serve one serving of each of the dishes, both sides."
"..."
The waiter was slightly taken aback, then rolled his eyes, thinking that this human was probably used to showing off in the human world, and even here he still wanted to show off.
His smile remained unchanged. "Sir, ordering everything would cost a lot of money, which most people cannot afford."
Actually, there was something else it didn't say.
Even if you only order the cheapest bowl of vegetarian noodles, you still won't be able to pay the bill.
They don't accept human money here, only ghost money.
If there is no ghost money, it will be sent to the kitchen, made into ghost dishes, and sold to other ghosts.
For every human who dies from the scam, the waiter earns a hefty commission, so he doesn't warn the customers.
"Sir, this is your first time here, so you may not be aware that our restaurant's food is quite expensive. Why don't you order a couple of dishes first, and then order more if you're still hungry?"
This person ordered too many dishes. If they were to cook them all, even if it ended up killing the person, it would still be a losing proposition for the restaurant.
So it's impossible for him to order so many dishes.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and have the chef cook for me, and bring two jars of your best wine as well."
In the summer, when Majinda sat there, he really looked like a vulgar nouveau riche.
When the waiter saw that the man wouldn't listen to his advice, he immediately stopped smiling, his face contorted into a ferocious expression, as if he had instantly transformed from a living person into a dead one, exuding a chilling aura.
It was about to transform into a terrifying form to scare this pretentious human.
Suddenly, he saw the other person take out a small piece of gold and casually toss it over.
He looked like he was feeding stray dogs with treats, his expression arrogant and extremely disrespectful.
But the waiter sensed the ghostly power emanating from the gold, his eyes widened, and he quickly caught it with both hands, bringing it close to his eyes for a closer look.
"Ghost money! Gold!"
The waiter was both surprised and delighted. In this restaurant, even ghost generals and ghost kings rarely used gold to pay their bills.
This human not only possesses ghost money, but also the most precious gold among ghost money.
However, what surprised it even more was yet to come.
Then I heard the other person say, "This is a reward for you. If you are satisfied, there will be more later."
The waiter immediately bowed and bent over, his smile returning to his face, looking extremely obsequious.
"It was my fault for not recognizing your greatness. Please don't hold it against a servant like me, my esteemed guest. I will go and inform the chef to serve you your dishes immediately."
"Go."
Xia Tianqiong found it amusing. It seemed that whether in the human world or the ghost realm, money was everything.
As he ordered the food, several people and strange figures entered the restaurant one after another, and the empty tables were gradually filled.
Even the strange creatures here seem to know this place, and their expressions are relatively normal.
Most people who enter come with a sense of exploration and adventure, and proceed with caution.
However, there are also special people, namely Bai Jingjing and Bai Yichen.
Like Xia Tianqiong, they were both filled with excitement and anticipation, clearly aware of the benefits of this place.
"He really is here!"
Bai Jingjing spotted Xia Tianqiong sitting by the window at a glance.
Bai Yichen suddenly beamed with joy, "I have a way to get close to him."
"What method?"
"The rules of the Wujian Restaurant are numerous and can be triggered if you're not careful. We can save his life at a critical moment and then recruit him, which should be much easier."
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