My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

The New Year's bell rang.

Wherever fireworks can be set off, they brazenly let the fireworks explode into the air.

Shennongjia is unable to set off fireworks, which seems to be no different from the past.

However, for Meng Xiaoni and others who came to Shennongjia, this day is still different.

Xiao Bailong and Xiao Lv finished making a fuss, and finally huddled in a small tree house, leaning together and slept sweetly.

Meng Xiaoni, who woke up the next day, lazily went to wash up, walked out of the tree house and walked outside and stopped directly.

The tree house in front of her is no longer the one made in her memory.

The tree house, which was originally strewn and scattered, is now equipped with an ice slide. The slide is crystal clear, and there are colorful flowers or leaves inside.

I don’t know if the two children have carefully observed these tree houses, and also referred to the overall layout. Under almost the entire slide, no exit is redundant, nor is any tree house omitted.

There are two tree houses, one with an ice dragon on the roof, and an ice ginseng on the roof. You can tell who lives inside.

Meng Xiaoni stared at the slide for a while, and finally shook her head: "Nothing, the child made it by himself, the child made it by himself."

These slides seemed to have been squeezed out after a lot of effort. If she were torn down now, and the two children woke up, she would definitely feel sad.

Guifeng followed Meng Xiaoni out: "I'll buy some for breakfast?"

Meng Xiaoni laughed.

Where is the breakfast for the Chinese New Year?

She looked out of Shennongjia: "Go and find some eggs. Let's make some omelets."

Guifeng nodded, and went out to mutilate his kind in a certain sense.

When Xiao Bailong and Xiao Lu Mi awoke staringly, and came out holding hands, they smelled a strong omelet fragrance.

On the stone slab on the clearing, there was steaming heat.

Meng Xiaoni cracked several eggs, stirred the flour, added a little wine, salt, and spring onions to taste, then poured them onto a stone slab that had been wiped with oil, and spread the egg liquid with wooden sticks.

The egg liquid after adding flour is no longer golden, but milky white with a little yellow in it.

After spreading out, the hot slate immediately solidified the egg liquid, and the aroma overflowed and filled the entire tree house area.

"Little green doesn't add eggs. I will make noodles for you later." Meng Xiaoni said when she glanced at the two children.

Little Green nodded obediently.

Holding Little Green's hand, Xiao Bailong ran to Meng Xiaoni and waited actively.

Meng Xiaoni turned the omelet over, and then began to add ingredients to the omelet.

The meat I don’t know where I got it has been sliced ​​into meat rolls, plus lettuce, mushrooms, ham slices I don’t know where I got it, and it’s covered with sweet and spicy sauce. Once wrapped, one quiche is made. All right.

Meng Xiaoni put the omelet into the frame on the side: "You have to eat and take it yourself. Guifeng and I have secretly eaten one."

Xiao Bailong immediately took it.

Meng Xiaoni used this stone slab to make a special one for Xiaolu.

Little Green also took it and ate it seriously.

It is not enough for Guifeng to eat just one. Meng Xiaoni herself is greedy and wants to have another one, so she makes two more for Guifeng and herself.

When there was an omelet in hand, Meng Xiaoni was able to slowly savor the one she made for herself.

The omelet is sweet and smooth, with green onions, and seasoned with sauces. It is warm and sweet in one bite. Chew two bites. The delicious meat and the refreshing taste of lettuce are mixed. The slightly elastic pie is not difficult. tooth.

It’s just wonderful to be able to taste delicious food in the early morning of the New Year.

Meng Xiaoni finished eating in one bite, then wiped her hands, considering waiting to take the children out to play.

In the New Year, anyway, it's better to have fun and celebrate.

...

Hell.

All the errands in the whole prefecture all put on new clothes, mainly red, supplemented by black, and occasionally if there is something you like, you can also add more colors. The clothes of Lord Yan have tangible requirements, the judge's a little bit, the ghost is easy to move, and it is relatively easy to distinguish.

As the judge of the first palace, Wen Ji put on her clothes and slowly inserted a golden hairpin into her hair.

She looked at herself in the mirror with a faint expression.

From the concubine of the harem to the judge of the first hall, almost most of the time she walked, it was like stepping on a sword with bare feet, running through the back of the instep, and the blood flowed endlessly.

Now I can breathe and feel the "fairness" and "justice" of the underworld. She can almost say that she can be regarded as the person most grateful for the earth.

Because Hou Tu created reincarnation, created the netherworld, this gave them a chance for those who were born unfairly.

Recently, there has been faint news from the underground palace that Houtu reappeared.

It seems to be in contact with King Yama.

Wen Ji smiled slightly at herself in the mirror: nothing happened.

The great powers that existed in the sky and the earth in the early years have almost all fallen by now. In recent years, news about the fall of Houttu has appeared almost every other time.

She didn't believe it, but there was no strong evidence.

Now that the new year is approaching, with such good news, she is in a lot of joy.

No wonder that the Spring Festival should be the most celebrated festival for human beings.

Wen Ji adjusted her clothes, shook her red and black sleeves, and went out.

Jiang Jiang, who was waiting at the door, saw Wen Ji come out and walked to her: "Happy new year."

Wen Ji leaned slightly: "Happy new year."

Jiang Jiang laughed: "You don't need to be so polite to me. Does this relationship between us still need to salute the first day of the new year?"

Now several Hades are basically unwilling to watch people salute, especially like the City King, who hates to have to meet the judge, just want to sneak a fish by themselves.

Wen Ji laughed: "I like it."

Jiang Jiang took it: "Yes, you like it."

He and Wen Ji walked towards the first hall: "These days the workload is a bit heavy, and the rate of births in the world has decreased, but the total population is still large, and the number of deaths is also large. The ghostly bad candidates have set one or two fundamental not enough."

Wen Ji listened and remembered the employee who had been taken away from the hot pot restaurant: "When can the person from the Jifu hot pot restaurant be promoted to Gui Chai?"

Jiang Jiang: "Oh, you said Qi Yaqiu. He seems to be taken by the king of runners. It's not that Po Meng is gone, and Po Meng's hot pot restaurant also needs someone to cook. Po Meng is still a soul, so even if the time comes It has become a ghost, and it is estimated that it will not help other places much."

Wen Ji nodded as she listened, "Yes, what he is good at is the scientific research road, and helping Little Mengpo is work."

Jiang Jiang sighed: "So during this time, we have to see if there are any good seedlings."

Wen Ji listened to this: "In the past, ghosts used to choose civilian soldiers, but now it is fine."

Who knows that Jiang Jiang was even more distressed when he heard this: "People nowadays are not like before. In the past, the dynasty changed very quickly. The monarchs that the soldiers followed were gone, and they were able to work in the underworld. People nowadays, once they arrive I was full of thoughts I could save a few more, and I must hurry up and reincarnate again."

After all, they are dealing with people who have died, and those people whom the underworld is looking at now want to protect the living.

So few people were arrested for work, all of them were over-promoted, or they were reborn directly.

When he said this, Jiang Jiang felt miserable.

That's horrible.

Wen Ji laughed again: "Don't get in the way, take your time. This kind of thing can't be anxious."

Jiang Jiang could only echo.

It's really useless if he is in a hurry.

The two judges walked towards the first hall. At the door of the main hall, they saw a familiar judge from a distance.

Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji glanced at each other, and then stepped forward to greet: "President Cui."

Cui Fujun held a tablet in his hand, looked up at the person, and slightly nodded: "Judge Jiang, Judge Wen."

Jiang Jiang looked at the tablet: "Judge Cui is checking the system?"

As the chief judge of the prefecture, Cui Fujun will go to each Hades Palace every once in a while to check all systems to prevent loopholes. He hangs under King Yama, but his scope of work is not limited to the Fifth Hall.

Hearing Jiang Jiang's question, he responded, "Yes. It does not hinder your office, you can do your own thing."

Jiang Jiang joked: "How can it get in the way. Judge Cui is too busy at work. We rarely see each other, of course we have to talk about it. Let's exchange our feelings."

Cui Fujun listened and chuckled, "Judge Jiang has been in the underworld for so many years, and his mentality is still very young and very good. I have time to drink together."

Jiang Jiang's wine, basically none of the underworld is not worried about it.

As a Jiang Jiang who uses wine to open all channels of friendship, he is not ashamed at all, and is extremely contented: "Then I have to bring out some good wine."

Wen Ji was listening, and laughed.

She had some thoughts in her heart and rarely hesitated, but she still asked: "President Cui has heard King Yama talk about anything recently?"

Cui Fujun raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Ji: "What's the matter?"

Wen Ji let down her voice: "Houtu Empress..."

Cui Fujun knew it.

He speeded up his hand a little bit, quickly processed a stage, and then confessed to Wen Ji: "I have heard a little bit, but the details of the news are not clear."

Wen Ji: "Yeah."

Cui Fujun recalled that several Hades had secretly come here to inquire about the news recently. He was a little helpless: "Actually, you are not the only one who came to ask me. Last time, when the Hades were discussing the issue together, the Hades said something about her. News. No matter how much, I really don’t know."

Wen Ji knew that this was the limit Cui Fujun could reveal.

She smiled happily: "Well, thank judge Cui."

Cui Fujun nodded.