After dressing up as a real young master, build a demon city in Interstellar

"Father Huang has been arrested?!" The monkey in the cloak stepped forward and picked up Xu Xu's collar, grabbed his shoes, threw Xu Xu's face a few times before throwing him to the ground.

"What's the origin of this Feng Jiu?" A proud woman among the monkeys touched the triangular heads of the two red and green snakes sticking out beside her.

On one side is a fox with a human body combing its own tail, "It's almost built Feng, what else can it come from?"

"Fake, how can ordinary ghosts appoint Fengdu, only that one can build it in this world." Snake Bone Woman rubbed the green snake's head, "That one is still sleeping underneath."

"Go!" The monkey picked up the wasteful ghost, "You go and save Father Huang's ghost."

Xu Hua shrank his neck, "My lord, the young ones really can't do it. Feng Jiu set up some kind of labor reform site. Father Huang and the headless ghost were all thrown in to pick up dung."

"Picking dung?" The monkey gave a futile punch, "Dare you lie to me? What the hell do you want dung for?"

Wasted and screaming, "Feng Jiu said that the interstellar synthetic fertilizer is too expensive, and the natural and pollution-free human essence is more conducive to the growth of crops."

"What is this all about?" The monkey threw the man out.

"Don't save, save Xun Ren." The fox smoothed its tail, then kicked Snake Bone Woman's snake, "It's urging Hungry Ghost Gu again, hurry up."

"Don't worry about this Feng Jiu. There are no big monsters of that level in this world anymore. Fengdu is not something that anyone can build. It's just a braggart." The Snake Bone Woman let the snake bite the fox ghost.

"What we want is to break the seal of the desolate star and avenge mankind."

"No, Feng Jiu has caught my two brothers, so I can't let them go." The monkey was furious, and dropped his fist to the ground, kicking up dust and making the fox ghost cough.

"Wait," Snake Bone Woman suddenly closed her eyes, and a small snake crawled along her calf to the palm of her hand, "There is new news over there."

The fox ghost stretched his waist, "What kind of kid do you want to smuggle away again? Can you smuggle me out? I'm better than those incompetent little ghosts."

The Snake Bone Woman put away the little snake, and spat out the snake letter, "Take down Fengdu."

Several high-quality local ghosts here looked at each other, and finally set their sights on Tang Bin.

Tang Bin had no choice but to stand up and clear his throat, "This beautiful gentleman."

"Your Majesty Wenwu, please stop talking nonsense." Feng Jiu interrupted him with a smile, his eyes swept across his ID card.

In fact, his name is Tang Bin, but he dare not say it.

A small paper figurine in the opponent's hand was rubbing against Feng Jiu's thumb. Tang Bin couldn't help but glance over his hand, and choked out a sentence: "As Fengdu ghosts, we should actively respond to the boss's call. We can do whatever the boss tells us to do." Well."

The two old researchers were also very clear-headed and took up his words spontaneously.

"As long as we don't betray the empire, we are willing to shine in our new positions."

"Yes, as long as you are willing to let us study everything in Fengdu, this life is fine for you."

The old researcher looked eagerly at the commercial street of Fengdu in the distance, and almost wrote "I am a ghost of Fengdu" on his face.

Tang Bin: "..."

Since the local ghosts are willing to work part-time, Feng Jiu leads them directly to the table set up by Muppets, Meng Shao and Fei Jiao.

The line in front of the table was very long, Feng Jiu looked at the situation with his head, most of them came to see Fei Jiao and pet cats, only a small number of people really wanted to apply.

Feng Jiu asked the little paper figurines to evacuate irrelevant people, and led several old researchers up.

He had known these two research ghosts in advance, one was Mr. Wang who had studied the food history and culture of ancient China all his life; Mr. Zhang.

Feng Jiu once again lamented how much Feng's family loved him, and losing so many high-level rewards by defeating a small wizard boss almost made up for Fengdu's current vacancy in intellectual research.

Although their past knowledge is incomplete, they are very familiar with interstellar technology, and can skillfully combine the knowledge possessed by the Muppets and interstellar high technology.

It's a pity that he didn't find a ghost who could independently develop an automated food production line after searching around among the local ghosts in the empire.Most of the veteran ghosts in Fengdu who have been imprisoned for several lifetimes are mostly eating, drinking and having fun in modern times, and few of them are serious about learning technology, and they don't even know the difference between negative and negative, let alone chemical physics.

It seems that his food processing factory has to go through a period of transition without machines and relying entirely on manpower. It would be great if the Feng family is willing to do charity and send him a batch of ghost mouths.

The puppet, who was dozing off and basking in the sun, jumped up in surprise when he saw the two old research ghosts, and was pulled into his arms by Fei Jiao.

"What are you excited about, have you met your idol?"

It’s not that I saw an idol, a puppet, a cat who loved farming before crossing, and loves farming even more after crossing. Seeing the old senior who has passed away, he is happy to fly with his tail.

The two old research ghosts enthusiastically accepted the luceng from Maomao, "Who is this?"

Feng Jiu: "You can call him An Yu."

Anyu?Two research ghosts and a former emperor ghost look at the puppet at the same time.

"Is that An Yu from Xingwang?" Tang Bin gestured.

"Yeah." Feng Jiu licked the very cute puppet sitting on the table, "Excellent people are always missed by ghosts."

The research ghost came to his senses now, held his gold-rimmed glasses, looked at the puppet, and kept chanting "Young people are awesome", and agreed to Maozhuozhao's handshake.

The cat was in full bloom, and the pink bow that Fei Jiao tied maliciously around her neck seemed particularly appropriate.

But happiness belongs to other people, Tang Bin is not happy at all now.

Fei Jiao flicked Sha Le's puppet's ear, reminding, "There's another ghost."

"Where?" The puppet looked up in confusion.

Tang Bin: "..." His granddaughter-in-law hasn't been married yet, so it's normal that she hasn't seen his heroic appearance.

"Straight ahead of you." Meng Shao reminded.

The puppet raised its head to meet Tang Bin's big face, and jumped back with a "meow".

"Who is this?" The puppet asked after hesitating to see that everyone's expressions were wrong.

"A ghost who eats and drinks for nothing." Feng blamed his chin.

While he was talking, Tang Bin finally squeezed in front of the ghosts and rubbed the cat's head contentedly.

"Granddaughter-in-law, you can call me grandfather." He thought for a while, and then said: "No, you call me brother, otherwise it will appear that I am too old to find a partner."

The puppet slowly made a question mark.

?Is this the former emperor who was wise and powerful, single-handedly entered the alien race, and exchanged with the leader of the alien race for one?

Sure enough, there is still a difference between imagination and reality.

Waiting for the ghosts to stand on the watchtower high in front of the plantation, a large expanse of green came into view, and several native ghosts of the empire burst into tears.

"Okay, that's great." The research ghost patted the handrail of the watchtower, "I didn't expect to see this scene when I was alive, but I saw it after death."

The researcher took off his glasses and wiped them. No human would eat nutritional ointments all day long. Humans should eat decent food.

"It's a pity that this is the underworld." It would be great if it was an empire.

"Don't worry, the empire already has a plantation, and one day it will be realized." The puppet wagged its tail and crouched on the railing.

One day the world will become more and more beautiful, just like this thriving green plant.

"Excuse me," Feng Jiu chuckled, "I have to correct you, this is not the underworld."

Muppet: "What is it if it's not the underworld?" There are ghosts everywhere here.

"This is the boundary between yin and yang, not the underworld." Seeing all the ghosts staring at him, Feng Jiu coughed, "In other words, in fact, your dreams have already begun to run away very fast."

He stared at the wrench on his thumb and raised the corner of his lips.

Also, his own too.

A group of people came down from the plantation and came to the small workshop next to the plantation, where the little ghost was pickling pickles.

"Is this the legendary sour cowpea?" The ex-emperor ghost held up a small glass jar with a slap in the face.

"This is the first product that Fengdu intends to put into production," the puppet jumped onto the pickle jar, "it is recommended to be used with Chef Mao's pastry."

"Take you to appreciate the ups and downs of human beings in ancient China." A pickle ghost carrying a jar answered.

"Taste." The puppet opened a can of sour cowpea and pushed it in front of everyone. Just looking at the red oil in the can whets people's appetite.

Tang Bin was the first to pick up a piece of cowpea with his chopsticks, tasted it, and picked up another piece, "It's tasteless, I haven't tasted anything."

"I'll try."

His words made the two research ghosts and the puppet also come closer, seeing that an academic discussion was about to start, Fei Jiao couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Ghosts can't taste the food in the world."

"No wonder, I searched around and there is no ghost who is willing to taste it." The puppet suddenly realized.

Because the cat's sense of taste is different from that of humans, he has been looking for other ghosts to try dishes, but he hit a wall everywhere, thinking that they didn't like him, so it was because of this.

"If you want to taste the taste, you can go to Meng Shao's sugar shop, or go to the staff cafeteria of Ghost City. After a while, the raw materials of incense candles are mature, and there will be many new flavors of incense candles on the shelves in the staff cafeteria."

As for these dishes, you can only find the only three living people in the ghost market to try the dishes, or set up a stall on the side of the road for passers-by to taste.

"I still need talents to expand production. Do you guys have any recommendations?" After taking a few ghosts for a walk, Feng Jiu recalled the three ghosts who were amazed at the commercial street.

The two research ghosts thought for a while, "I remember that before I was rushed to go, I went to a place where I met many acquaintances. I can't remember anything else, I just remember that there is a huge checkpoint."

"What's written on it?" Mr. Zhang asked Mr. Wang.

Elder Wang remembers this aspect quite clearly, "The gate of hell is closed."

Sure enough.

Feng Jiu lowered his eyes, raised his hand to pinch Heizhu, and smiled.

Let the little paper figurines lead the ghosts to their residences, and arrange for them to be recruited by the way, Feng Jiu and Fei Jiao planned to stroll back to the job fair.

Tang Bin also followed Fei Jiao to promote his grandson, "I also have a grandson who looks as good as me and has good skills, not worse than Tang Lin. Do you want to think about it?"

Fei Jiao was full of surprise, "Isn't your remaining grandson a mermaid?" Let him and Tang An be together to compare who has the bigger temper?

"Who told you about the third child? I'm talking about the second child." Tang Bin had just learned how to float, and he made a chic gesture in the air. "The second child resembles me the most."

"Otherwise, you can consider me." Tang Bin straightened his hair. He was young and handsome when he died.

Sensing that Fei Jiao's resentful eyes were fixed on him again, Feng Jiu had no choice but to clear his throat, "Your Majesty Wenwu, don't dig a corner under my nose."

Tang Bin moved closer to Feng Jiu again, "Why don't you think about it? Everyone is a ghost, there is no reproductive/reproductive isolation."

"Good guy, do you still want to hug left and right?" Fei Jiao couldn't hold his fist any longer, and beat Tang Bin.

At this time, the job fair has come to an end, most of the ghosts have registered their departments, and the small shopkeepers in the commercial street have also recruited a few small helpers, and even Fei Jiao has recruited a few handy little girls and old ladies, planning to go back to train Be your own successor.

Seeing that Feng Jiu had arrived, Mei Gu led an imperial ghost over quickly.

"Boss, there is a ghost here that you need to see for yourself."