Chapter 2018: How did you all come?

One immortal crystal?

In the middle of speaking, this cultivator suddenly reacted, staring blankly at the Prison Immortal Town person before him.

With such delicious food, he had braced himself to be overcharged, as long as it wasn't too outrageous.

But he never expected it to cost just one immortal crystal—he even wondered if he had misheard.

In response, the Prison Immortal Town person nodded, his expression unchanged.

"Not bad, it's just one immortal crystal, and the price will remain this way from now on."

Actually, even the people of Prison Immortal Town thought one immortal crystal was a waste, given the flavor—buying ten thousand immortal crystals would be no problem.

But the price was set by Ye Zhangqing, so they could do nothing about it.

Moreover, Ye Zhangqing had specifically ordered that the price must not be raised under any circumstances.

Everyone couldn't fathom Ye Zhangqing's maneuver, but they could only obey.

After confirming three times that it was indeed one immortal crystal, the cultivator immediately rejoiced.

He chuckled as he produced an immortal crystal, then cheerfully left the shop.

"Good, good, good—this is a great shop!"

He walked on, unable to stop himself from sighing, while the crowd that had gathered to watch the spectacle all looked bewildered.

They dared not approach, fearing they might be knocked out for no reason by some magic artifact.

But how could this person, upon leaving the shop, keep saying it was good?

Someone curious couldn't help but pull the cultivator aside and ask.

"Fellow Daoist, you say this shop is good?"

"Good, it's beyond good—it's the best restaurant I've ever seen."

You........... are you alright?

Seeing this, several people looked at the cultivator with concern and asked, having just watched him get knocked out by a magic artifact and then forcibly carried into the shop.

How did his expression become like that upon coming out? Was he knocked stupid? Or did that blow hit a vital spot?

But faced with the several people's doubts, the cultivator glared and replied irritably.

"Why would I lie to you? Just go see for yourself whether it's good or not."

Having said that, he didn't wait for their reply and strode off directly.

Watching the cultivator's retreating back, several people exchanged glances, wondering whether to go.

Just thinking of that scene, they couldn't help but shudder—this black shop was impossible to avoid, yet they'd willingly go?

They all agreed that the cultivator had been knocked stupid, poor thing.

But afterward, as more and more people left, they all praised the canteen nonstop as they walked away.

This made others increasingly doubtful.

One person might have been knocked stupid, but if everyone says it's good, then there's a problem.

It's impossible that everyone was knocked stupid, right?

For a moment, some people began to feel restless and eager to act.

"Is it really that delicious?"

"I don't know."

"Why don't we go try it?"

"You're crazy—that's a black shop!"

"Then why does everyone who comes out say it's good? Can a black shop be like that?"

"Stop arguing—I checked: those who entered the shop, aside from the earlier person who was knocked out, had no other injuries, and the numbers haven't dropped, so this shop probably isn't as dangerous as we thought."

After someone observed carefully, they gradually gained some confidence—at least the shop shouldn't endanger lives.

Also, within the Four Directions Immortal City there are its own rules; even if one is closely tied to the Li family, some things still cannot be done too blatantly.

For example, openly killing in public would easily provoke public outrage, and even the Li family would surely not want to face such a situation.

By then, one would have to spend energy to suppress it, which would be a loss not worth the gain.

Just thinking that at least their lives were safe, everyone's courage naturally grew.

More than ten people, with the mindset of "if we're doomed, we're doomed," resolutely entered to see what the shop truly held.

Seeing someone voluntarily enter the shop, the people of Prison Immortal Town were naturally overjoyed.

But faced with so many shop assistants, the dozen or so people still felt an involuntary tension.

The number of shop assistants is excessive—who would need that many attendants at a restaurant?

They filled the shop floor completely.

And yet you call this service? Why do they have to serve themselves the food?

With so many people, there's no service at all—just a point to where the food is, then each person serves themselves one bowl, no more, no waste.

Faced with such a bizarre scene, more than ten people felt numb.

But once they ate the food, their doubts vanished instantly; and when they learned the meal cost only one immortal crystal, they were shocked beyond words.

Good shop, good shop.

Just like those before them, after finishing their meal, the dozen or so people praised the canteen without cease.

This made more and more people puzzled, as they flocked into the hall, while the people of Prison Immortal Town enthusiastically welcomed them.

"Senior, I'd like to order."

"What would you like to order?"

"Isn't this a restaurant? I want to order food."

"Our canteen doesn't take orders; if you want to eat, serve yourself over there—one bowl each, no more, no waste, or else we'll kill you."

Huh???

This is the service of the people of Prison Immortal Town, and many cultivators, under the guidance of the people of Prison Immortal Town, also hurriedly got their meals, and then........ no seats?

No one is actually sitting in the seats, but they're blocked off!

The people of Prison Immortal Town had filled the entire hall standing, and the cultivators didn't dare to ask them to make way.

Afraid of ending up like those before, being knocked unconscious by a magic artifact.

So, they could only hurriedly find a corner and just start eating.

I can't really say what kind of experience this is; it's really strange, truly like entering a black shop.

As a customer, I actually have to be threatened by the shop owner—what kind of logic is that?

But after finishing the meal and leaving the shop, everyone's mouth was full of praise for this canteen.

On the first day, there was an opening success, and the flow of customers grew more and more, endless.

Ye Zhangqing was also constantly busy; at the same time, the Good Review Points never ceased.

In response, Ye Zhangqing felt very relieved; Li Chengshan and Ma Lin did a great job.

They had never run a restaurant before, but they managed to achieve this on the first day, which is truly not bad; it seems the two have some talent for business.

No wonder one could become a Town Elder, and the other could become the current head of the town's biggest clan.

They still have some skill.

And while Ye Zhangqing was busy, the three middle-aged men who had been following to help suddenly said they had something to do and needed to leave for a while.

With so many people, it's naturally not a problem.

The three quickly left and headed to an ordinary courtyard in Immortal City; such courtyards can be found everywhere within Four Directions Immortal City.

At the moment the three appeared, there was already a middle-aged man and woman sitting in the courtyard.

Seeing the middle-aged men, the man frowned and spoke first, his tone full of questioning.

"Why aren't you staying in Prison Immortal Town? What are you doing here? This is utter chaos!"