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

City King is really easy to use. The difficulty of building a hot pot restaurant in the underworld may be a little more difficult than building a building in the game.

He waved his arms easily, got a piece of wood to the left and a stone to the right, and quickly built the frame of the hot pot restaurant in front of him, even with tables and chairs inside.

The subsequent painting of paint will not be under the control of the city king.

The gray little guys that Meng Xiaoni saw in the Eighth Hall of the City King appeared in batches, holding the colored roller in her hand, and hummed and brushed the paint. I don't know what the paint is made of, it has a scent of vegetation.

The king of the city checked the situation in the house and put on the roof after confirming that it was correct, and then put a plaque on the hot pot restaurant.

The plaque fell in the sky.

He motioned to Guifeng to write: "You have been alive for so long, and the writing must be beautiful."

Guifeng glanced, raised his hand and wrote two pens on the plaque.

The five characters "Difu Hotpot Restaurant" are not difficult to write at all. Even if they are switched to traditional Chinese characters, only the word "Guo" is a little more complicated. Of course, if it were written in oracle bone inscriptions, then Meng Xiaoni would not know.

Guifeng is written in simplified characters.

The five characters are written on the plaque, which is very vigorous and beautiful.

Guifeng's words carry a kind of arrogance and reservedness. The ghost knows how Meng Xiaoni can see this feeling in this font, anyway... it's that intuitive feeling.

very beautiful.

Meng Xiaoni chuckled lightly and liked this hot pot restaurant that really opened in the underworld.

The painters have been busy for a while.

This hot pot restaurant is more than one or two larger than the hot pot restaurant in the world. Although it is not as large as the Yan Wang Temple, it can be regarded as a medium and large building anyway.

The city king reminded Meng Xiaoni from the side: "Don’t look at this hot pot restaurant bigger than yours. It’s really open and there are so many ghosts that scare you to death. You can’t be too busy. Even if we follow the rules now, only those who are about to reincarnate. Ghosts can come to you for a meal."

This hot pot restaurant, among the ghosts, will not have repeat customers.

"So, do I have an assistant?" Meng Xiaoni asked the City King.

The city king pondered.

He thought about it seriously: "Whether it's a judge or a ghost, it's too wasteful to lend you a shop. There are too many things between the world and the underworld, and we always feel that there is not enough manpower."

Meng Xiaoni suggested asking: "What about the ghost?"

The city king was thinking about this.

If ghosts are asked to come and help, then do these ghosts eat hot pot?

If you don't give it food, it doesn't seem to talk about ghosts, but it seems to be quite troublesome to give it.

"I'm afraid I can only ask the ghost guard reserve to come and help you. He learns to handle affairs during the day and opens a hot pot restaurant for you at night." The city king felt bitter when he heard it, "What do you think?"

Meng Xiaoni thought it was OK, and nodded her head.

The city king mumbled: "Ghost selection, ghost selection..."

He really doesn't have any suitable ghost picks here. On weekdays, the number of ghost judges is small, and most of them are sent out by him. There are upper beams to fish, and the lower beams are not bad at fishing. They will not run in front of him for fear of being caught.

Meng Xiaoni looked at him expectantly.

The city king thought about it, but only came up with one: "There is a ghost with a little exception right now. Our original plan was to wait for him to reincarnate, and then harvest as a ghost early. But reincarnation is a process. It’s not impossible to get to you early to cook hot pot."

Meng Xiaoni was a little confused.

Guifeng knew: "This ghost should have many lives in his hands."

Meng Xiaoni was more puzzled and looked at Guifeng.

Killing a lot of people, why can you become a ghost reserve reserve?

Guifeng gave an example: "The two judges you saw just now, one Jiang Jiang and one Wen Ji. Jiang Jiang was a royal winemaker during his lifetime. He purified wine and created countless wine recipes. The purification of wine lies in It has a great positive meaning in a broad sense, but it killed many people at the same time. Even if these were things he didn't expect."

Meng Xiaoni was stunned: "Are all these lives to be counted on him?"

Guifeng: "Of course."

The city king affirmed on the side: "Oh, why not count? The proportion of people killed by military fire is basically counted on the head of the inventor."

Meng Xiaoni didn't quite understand: "Then why can Jiang Jiang still be a judge?"

The city king paused: "Generally, for a very capable ghost, King Qin Guang and King Lunzhuan will find out whether the ghost's heart is good or bad. If it is a good person, the remaining judges will judge whether this person can have a judgment. The ability of others.

"But what he did before his life must be punished in the underworld. After the punishment, he can still pass the assessment of good and evil of one hall and ten halls, and then he will truly pass the assessment."

Guifeng sneered: "The meaning of this is that Jiang Jiang was originally a good man. After being tortured by the underworld for hundreds of years, he turned out to be a good man who distinguishes right from wrong, so he became a judge."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

That's really amazing.

It's no wonder that Guifeng is not very friendly to the underworld, this rule is really unbearable.

Meng Xiaoni suddenly respected the ghost servants and judges of the underworld.

The king of the city also said a classification: "Nutou horse noodles are those who are reborn as a beast and then pulled as a ghost. Jiang Jiang has never been to the Eighth Hall and suffered, of course, he did not need to be reborn as a beast. Later, he went directly to the first place. temple."

Meng Xiaoni nodded her head.

She asked a key question: "Then what did this ghost make during his lifetime?"

City King said frankly: "He used to be a biochemical researcher decades ago, with a very high IQ. After the research results were abused, he destroyed the relevant materials and then bombed the entire institute."

The King of the City spoke very concisely, but he also clarified the life of this ghost.

Meng Xiaoni sighed with emotion.

The City King also sighed with emotion: "The most unhelpful thing is that you kill someone, and you have to wait for the murdered person to reincarnate before you can reincarnate. Few people he killed are good people, and all are punished in the underworld. So... …"

So this ghost cannot be reborn for the time being.

According to the rules of the underworld, he can only be punished in the underworld together. After the punishment is over, he will go around in the underworld until the ghosts are reincarnated, and finally they can become ghosts.

Whether he can be a ghost or is he extremely capable and able to distinguish right from wrong.

Meng Xiaoni was full of sympathy for the ghost who had not yet appeared in front of her.

Guifeng didn't say anything.

Humans are so troublesome, and so troublesome after death.

The city king clapped his hands: "It's done, then the first ghost selection, I have temporarily selected it for you. I will find another Yan Wang to tell me about it. You can go to the hot pot restaurant to try the texture now, and I'll get it for you. Come here with a pass and business license."

Meng Xiaoni thanked her: "I'm bothering adults."

City King waved his hand: "Go ahead, I'm really afraid that you will go bankrupt the first day."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

If the prefecture opened a hot pot restaurant, it would go bankrupt, so don't open a hot pot restaurant in the world.

The city king left after speaking.

Meng Xiaoni looked at the ghost and phoenix next to her: "I'll make you hot pot? Do you have any hot pot you want?"

Guifeng is very casual: "I will eat what you do."

Meng Xiaoni smiled and ran towards her new hot pot restaurant.

The door opened wide, and Meng Xiaoni accidentally discovered that the heat wave caused by magma had not swept through. There were a lot of cool white lights on the pillars in the hot pot restaurant.

These lights exude a burst of coolness, lowering the temperature of the entire hot pot restaurant.

The hot pot restaurant has reserved a space, which is used as a kitchen.

When Meng Xiaoni walked into the kitchen, she found that the group of little guys who had just painted the paint were also working part-time for her to carry spices.

She curiously asked Guifeng, "What are these little gray guys?"

Guifeng glanced at the diligent little gray guys: "A special product of the underworld, the nether ghost. In fact, it didn't have a name, so I just called it casually. After I got used to it, I maintained this name."

Meng Xiaoni leaned forward and poked curiously: "Why are they helping here?"

Guifeng: "Working. The Ten Temples will provide them with the food they need to grow up. They will not remember until they grow up to a size. Many ghosts will go to the Styx to sail boats and become helmsmen when they grow up."

The nether ghost who was poked by Meng Xiaoni didn't feel the least, and continued to hum and carry things.

Meng Xiaoni's eyes lit up and she came up with an idea: "Then they can be waiters here when they grow up."

Guifeng glanced at Meng Xiaoni: "They can't tell the difference between ghosts and ghosts, their IQ is limited. And Hades will not allow it."

Meng Xiaoni kind of likes these little guys: "Why not allowed?"

Guifeng changed the subject: "It's almost dawn, are you still making hot pot?"

Meng Xiaoni patted her head: "Ah, yes, it's about to dawn."

Enough ingredients are needed to make hot pot.

Meng Xiaoni glanced at the ingredients being transported one after another, and decided to make a simple hot pot base first.

The pots sent from the Eighth Hall were all very big and could hold two Meng Xiaoni.

The pot is placed on the top of the slate above the magma, which is very unreasonable and can be heated. Why are the slate and pot not burnt?

Meng Xiaoni was too curious about the underground palace.

But now it’s most important to try and make hot pot once. Just have a supper in your dream.

She is in the underworld and is stronger than a cow.

Lifting a large pot of pepper is easy, and lifting a large pot of oil is also easy.

In the huge pot, Meng Xiaoni dropped countless spices and a little bit of Chinese medicine. She also poured in clear oil and butter, took a wooden stick that did not know where it came from, and stirred it vigorously.

It would be nice if it was cooked faster.

When Meng Xiaoni thought about it this way, she realized that the color of the pot under her had suddenly changed.

She froze for a moment, and then stirred while thinking: If only it could cool down quickly.

The hot pot bottom material in the pot is a little bit immobile at once.

The oil even has agglomerates.

Meng Xiaoni was dumbfounded.

She thought again: Let's get rid of it quickly.

She was able to stir, and the lumpy oil turned into a thick bottom of the pot again, which could be stirred easily.

Guifeng glanced at the way Meng Xiaoni was cooking hot pot, squatted down, poked at the nether ghost next to him, and instructed: "Go to the Styx to catch some fish and frogs. Come here with something normal."

The Nether Imp leaped twice, and then left with gusto.

After half an hour.

Guifeng expressionlessly looked at the special product of the Underworld Styx that looked more strange than a stranger in front of him. I feel that these little ghosts' understanding of "normal appearance" is very different from their own.