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

Meng Xiaoni walked ahead, returning to Jiang Jiang's words.

Jiang Jiang asked Meng Xiaoni two words, both of which asked why she got lost and why she went to Ashura.

Meng Xiaoni walked on the edge of Jiang River and really thought about the whole process seriously: "I was led to the underworld by the ghost and phoenix at first, and then suddenly lost consciousness. The road between the world and the underworld is really very difficult. Vicious."

The answer is almost the same as no answer, Jiang Jiang can't figure it out.

Fortunately, he was found back, otherwise Jiang Jiang would not know what would go wrong.

He sent Meng Xiaoni to the door of the hot pot restaurant, and repeatedly said: "Next time you must follow the ghost and phoenix. If the ghost and phoenix are inconvenient, it will be possible to visit the underground palace less."

Meng Xiaoni nodded seriously.

Jiang Jiang saluted the ghost and phoenix behind him: "Master Guifeng, this volcanic matter, you still have to worry about it on weekdays. The number of ghosts in the mansion is limited, and the number of ghosts has skyrocketed. Styx is now the only way to go. If magma enters the underworld again The river, I'm afraid the boat will capsize."

Guifeng responded.

Jiang Jiang said goodbye to Meng Xiaoni with a smile when he saw the ghost and the phoenix: "I have notified several Hades about what people have found. Now I should also go to work."

Meng Xiaoni and Jiang Jiang waved: "Bye."

Jiang Jiang waved his hand: "Bye."

Meng Xiaoni walked into her hot pot restaurant, looking back at Guifeng, she was still some distance away from her, turned around two steps, and took Guifeng's hand into the door.

Guifeng's hands are warm.

He struggled slightly to an almost undetectable level, then stopped moving, looked down at the hand held by the two of them, and tightened his lips.

Meng Xiaoni smiled at the corner of her lips, and when she stepped in, she scanned the entire hot pot restaurant.

The long memories came back gradually, and she always felt that time had passed for a long, long time, and it was a little fuzzy when she visited the store again for a long time.

When the gray ghost saw Meng Xiaoni, he hummed and started to put the big pots of the hot pot restaurant on the magma stone table one by one.

Qi Yaqiu came out of the back kitchen holding Xiao Bailong and saw Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng. He was slightly surprised: "Where did the little boss go? Xiao Bailong was so anxious that he couldn't eat the pot."

Meng Xiaoni looked at Qi Yaqiu and Xiao Bailong.

Qi Yaqiu, with short and broken hair, is in shackles and is full of books, which is a preparation for ghosts and a body for sin. The surprise in his eyes at the moment was real. As a lucky ghost, he didn't want his little boss to have an accident.

The young white pterodactyl stopped shouting at this moment, thumping his little fleshy wings extremely eagerly, trying to get rid of Qi Yaqiu's shackles, and pounced on Meng Xiaoni.

Where Qi Yaqiu was Xiao Bailong's opponent, suddenly let go.

Xiao Bailong slammed and flew, plunged into Meng Xiaoni's arms, and turned into a soft bun: "Ooo!"

Meng Xiaoni understood Xiao Bailong's shout, stretched out her hand to hold Xiao Bailong, and rubbed her head: "How come you are so acting like a baby."

She let go of Guifeng's hand.

Guifeng put his hand back to his side and looked at Meng Xiaoni's hand holding Xiao Bailong.

She always said he loved acting like a baby before.

Obviously he didn't.

She released her hand and went to hug the other cub.

Guifeng was uncomfortable, staring at Xiao Bailong, and said, "The hot pot restaurant should open."

Xiao Bailong probed his brain from Meng Xiaoni's arms, and was angrily on Meng Xiaoni's behalf: "You have to open a store as soon as the person returns!"

Meng Xiaoni rubbed a little white dragon again, messed up the two pigtails of the little white dragon, and then handed the little guy to Qi Yaqiu: "Don't make trouble, we really should open a shop."

Guifeng lifted his chin slightly and glanced at Xiao Bailong contemptuously.

The little white dragon who noticed his sight: "???"

Xiao Bailong is full of doubts. Why does his father go out to find his mother and he is no longer his favorite dragon? It's like changing a phoenix!

Meng Xiaoni went to the kitchen to start work.

Thanks to her human body, she basically didn't do anything before. Now she is slower and can't remember the recipe a little bit. It is completely normal.

Meng Xiaoni first boiled a bunch of pot bottoms directly to the outside, and slowly recovered the feeling she had felt over the past month.

Then she opened a small pot in the corner, thinking about opening a small stove for her own ghost and phoenix.

Guifeng leaned against the door and kept staring at Meng Xiaoni.

Xiao Bailong looked at Guifeng and Meng Xiaoni. He turned into a dragon and hung on Qi Yaqiu's neck. He whispered, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yaqiu took Xiao Bailong out and said, "When you grow up, you will feel right."

Little Bailong was confused.

There is a subtle difference between the food in the underworld and the human world.

Fish balls, meat balls, and shrimp **** are all easy to say. They are strangely shaped, and there is no difference when they become minced meat. But the complete fresh water and seafood always look different from the human products.

Meng Xiaoni took a prawn.

This prawn has three heads, six claws, and one body, which looks like an asura.

She cleaned the prawn head to cook the porridge, crushed the six hard claws and fry, and then cut the final body into two, took the butter and cheese to prepare the butter and cheese baked shrimp.

The porridge with prawn head can be cooked as hot pot after it is cooked. Add some ingredients and cook it. This is a very broad way of eating.

And six claws fry it, and there is another delicious and salty dish.

The final baked shrimp with butter and cheese is a combination of sweet and fresh.

Meng Xiaoni cooked this prawn for the first time, whether she was in her previous life or this life, just as a celebration.

When the Nether ghost brought out the external hot pot, Meng Xiaoni held the plate and pushed the small table to Guifeng.

She equipped Guifeng with forks, chopsticks, spoons, small bowls, and a complete set of equipment. She tossed two chairs, one for Guifeng and the other for herself: "Supper."

Guifeng looked at the dishes on the table in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the chopsticks and fork.

Meng Xiaoni took a bowl and spoon and scooped a bowl of soup for Guifeng.

Guifeng ate quietly, Meng Xiaoni put her cheeks on her cheeks and watched him eat quietly.

This prawn is fresh and tender, and the meat is very elastic. The only drawback is that there is too much meat, and it tastes a little bland once it is thick. But after adding butter and cheese, the original lacklustre is gone, and the entrance is full of sweetness.

After chewing twice, the sweetness spreads from the tip of the tongue to the bottom of my heart, and small flowers bloom. This kind of flower is not the generous and gorgeous peony national color, but the shy roadside small wild flowers, which will sway twice in the spring breeze, showing their own happiness.

Looking at it, Meng Xiaoni suddenly laughed.

Just as Guifeng finished eating the whole body of the prawn, he looked at Meng Xiaoni a little confused.

Meng Xiaoni smiled: "I used to think it was interesting to raise you, but now I think it is really interesting to raise you."

Guifeng recalled the taste of prawns, then took the bowls and chopsticks on the side, and drank the porridge slowly.

After drinking for a while, he said, "There will be a dragon to feed in the future."

Meng Xiaoni: "He is different from you."

Guifeng cried his eyes and continued to drink porridge: "They are all unique races, what's the difference?"

Meng Xiaoni felt that there were so many different places, too many to count.

Thousands of years passed, it was destined that Guifeng would be completely different in her heart. Of course, it wasn't any unresponsible words like willing to die for him, just that Meng Xiaoni would be willing to give her back to Guifeng.

She put all her bets on Guifeng.

The ghost and phoenix didn't get an answer for a while, and looked up at Meng Xiaoni: "The white dragons of the winged clan are more rare than the phoenix that doesn't know what kind of species?"

Meng Xiaoni tilted her head and tilted her head: "No."

She smiled: "You are my phoenix and he is our little white dragon. This is the biggest difference."

After that, Meng Xiaoni's face was a little hot.

There was no sense of shame in the past, even if the skirt was thrown away, she didn't think there was anything. Now she said something almost exactly the same as before, but she felt that she was too...

It will provoke ghosts and phoenix too.

Of course, even so, Meng Xiaoni didn't want to take her words back, let alone back down.

Of the Human Race, she would be a little bit unwilling to be reconciled to the gap with Guifeng. But it is obvious that Guifeng is unique to her, and she is also unique to Guifeng. The two of them are the most irreplaceable existence of each other.

The light porridge suppresses the sweetness of the prawns just now, but the sweetness of the porridge is a bit more cruel than the sweetness of the prawns.

After hearing Meng Xiaoni's words, Guifeng looked at Meng Xiaoni's shiny eyes and the cheeks that were not known to have been reddened by magma, and whispered "um".

After tens of thousands of years, he finally agreed with this sentence.

He ate all the food on the table, not at all.

The shell was thrown into the magma to be destroyed, and the table was cleaned up.

Meng Xiaoni had finished eating all the ghosts and phoenix, and was happy to continue cooking hot pot.

She hasn't completely controlled the balance between an ordinary human race and an asymmetrical power soul.

It was really wise for the Yamas to let her cook hot pot.

After Guifeng finished supper, she continued to watch Meng Xiaoni making hot pot.

Outside, Xiao Bailong sniffed the smell of hot pot, grabbed Qi Yaqiu's shoulder, and spied towards the kitchen: "...I want to go in for supper."

Qi Yaqiu patted Xiao Bailong: "It won't work today, tomorrow."

Xiao Bailong was very wronged.

Xiao Bailong said: "Why can't my parents fit me inside before they have slept?"

Qi Yaqiu laughed: "Why are you jealous when you are so young? You always pester the little boss, and Master Guifeng will also be jealous."

A question mark on Xiao Bailong's head: "Jealous? I eat hot pot dipping sauce without adding vinegar."

Qi Yaqiu touched Xiao Bailong's head: "It's not the same as an adult. Once you get jealous, those jars are not enough."

In the kitchen, Master Guifeng, whose vinegar jar had only been straightened, had really poured a few jars in his heart just now.