The New Year's bell is ringing.
Where fireworks can be set off, the fireworks are unscrupulously blasted into the air.
Fireworks cannot be set off in Shennongjia, and it seems to be no different from the past.
However, for Meng Xiaoni and others who came to Shennongjia, this day was still different.
Xiao Bailong and Xiao Lu finished their quarrel, and finally huddled in a small tree house, leaning against each other and sleeping sweetly.
Meng Xiaoni woke up the next day, washed up lazily, walked out of the tree house for a stroll, and stopped immediately.
The tree house in front of her was no longer the tree house she had built in her memory.
The original high and low tree houses are now surrounded by an ice slide, the slide is crystal clear, and there are colorful flowers or leaves mixed inside.
I don’t know if the two children have carefully observed these tree houses, and also referred to the overall layout. Almost under the entire slide, there is no redundant exit, and no tree house is missed.
There are two tree houses among them, one has an extra ice dragon on the roof, and the other has an extra ice ginseng, you can tell who lives inside at a glance.
Meng Xiaoni stared at the slide for a while, and finally shook her head: "Forget it, the child did it by himself, the child did it by himself."
These slides seem to have been squeezed out with great effort. If she dismantles it now, the two children will definitely feel very sad when they wake up later.
Guifeng followed Meng Xiaoni out: "Shall I buy some breakfast?"
Meng Xiaoni laughed.
For Chinese New Year, where did you get breakfast
She looked out of Shennongjia: "Go find some eggs, let's make some omelets."
Guifeng nodded, and went out to kill the same kind in a certain sense.
When Xiao Bailong and Xiao Lumi woke up and came out holding hands, they smelled a strong aroma of egg cakes.
On the stone slabs in the clearing, steam was steaming.
Meng Xiaoni cracked several eggs and mixed them with flour, added a little wine, salt, and green onions to taste, then poured them onto a slate that had been wiped with oil, and spread the egg mixture with wooden sticks.
After adding flour, the egg liquid is no longer golden, but milky white with a little yellow.
After spreading, the hot slate immediately solidifies the egg liquid, and the aroma overflows, filling the entire tree house area.
"Little green doesn't add eggs, and I'll make some pancakes for you later." Meng Xiaoni glanced at the two children who got up, and said first.
Xiaolu nodded obediently.
Holding Xiaolu's hand, Xiaobailong ran to Meng Xiaoni's side, waiting actively.
Meng Xiaoni turned the omelet over, and then began to add ingredients to the omelet.
The meat I don’t know where it came from has been sliced into meat rolls, lettuce, mushrooms, ham slices I don’t know where I got it, brushed with sweet and spicy sauces, once wrapped, an omelet is made alright.
Meng Xiaoni put the omelet into the frame next to it: "If you want to eat it, take it yourself. Guifeng and I have already secretly eaten one."
Xiao Bailong went to get it immediately.
Meng Xiaoni took advantage of this stone slab to make a meatless one, specially for Xiaolu.
Xiaolu also took it and ate it seriously.
It was not enough for Guifeng to eat one, Meng Xiaoni herself was greedy and wanted another one, so she made two more for Guifeng and herself.
When everyone present had an omelette, Meng Xiaoni was able to savor the one she made for herself.
The omelette is sweet and smooth, with scallions, seasoned with sauce, it is warm and sweet in one bite, chewing twice, the fresh meat flavor and refreshing lettuce flavor are mixed, the pancake is slightly elastic, and it will not be embarrassing at all teeth.
It's so wonderful to be able to taste delicious food on the New Year's morning.
Meng Xiaoni finished eating in one bite, then wiped her hands, thinking about taking the children out to play later.
In the New Year, no matter how you say it, it's better to celebrate it with a lot of noise.
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Hell.
All the errands in the whole prefecture have all put on new clothes, mainly red and supplemented by black. Occasionally, if there is something they like, they can also add more colors. The clothes of the King of Hell have certain requirements, the judge's clothes are slightly inferior, and the ghosts' clothes are easy to move, so it is relatively easy to distinguish.
Wen Ji, who was the first court judge, put on her own clothes, and slowly inserted a gold hairpin into her coiled hair.
She looked at herself in the mirror with a calm expression.
From the concubine in the harem to the judge in the first hall, the road she walked, it can be said that most of the time, it was like stepping on a sword with bare feet, running through the back of the foot, and the blood flowed continuously.
Now I can breathe and feel the "fairness" and "justice" of the underworld. She can almost be said to be the person who is most grateful to Houtu.
Because Houtu created reincarnation and hell, this gave them a chance for those who were born unfair.
Recently, there have been rumors in the underworld that Houtu has reappeared.
It seems to be related to King Yama.
Wen Ji smiled slightly at herself in the mirror: It's good that nothing happened.
In the sky and on the earth, those great powers that existed in the early years have almost all fallen now. Over the years, news about Houtu's fall has popped up almost every now and then.
She didn't believe it, but she didn't have any strong evidence.
It was almost a new year, and with such good news, she felt much happier.
No wonder it is said that the Spring Festival should be the most celebrated festival for human beings.
Wen Ji straightened her clothes, shook off her red and black sleeves, and went out.
Jiang Jiang, who was waiting at the door, saw Wen Ji coming out and walked to her side: "Happy New Year."
Wen Ji bowed slightly: "Happy New Year."
Jiang Jiang laughed: "You don't have to be so polite to me. Does the relationship between us still need to salute on the first day of the new year?"
Now the kings of Hades are basically unwilling to watch people salute, especially those like the city king, who hate to have to see the judge, and just want to sneak fish by themselves.
Wen Ji laughed: "I like it."
Jiang Jiang accepted: "Sure, you like it."
He and Wen Ji headed towards the first hall: "The workload is a bit heavy these days, and the rate of births in the world has decreased, but the total population is still large, and the number of deaths is also high. The ghost messenger candidates order one or two at all. not enough."
Wen Ji listened, thinking of the employee who was taken away from the hotpot restaurant: "When can the hotpot restaurant in Hell be promoted to ghost messenger?"
Jiang Jiang: "Oh, you said Qi Yaqiu. He seems to be attracted by the king of the wheel. It's not that Po Meng is gone. Pot Meng's hot pot restaurant also needs someone to take care of her. Po Po Meng is still a living soul, so even if the time comes If you become a ghost messenger, you probably won't be able to help other places much."
Wen Ji listened and nodded: "That's right, what he is good at is scientific research, and helping Xiao Mengpo is also considered a job."
Jiang Jiang sighed: "So during this period of time, we have to see if there are any good seedlings."
Wen Ji listened to these words: "In the past, the ghost guards mostly chose civilian soldiers, but now they can."
Who knew that Jiang Jiang was even more distressed after hearing this: "People today are not like before. In the past, the change of dynasty was often very fast, and the monarchs that soldiers followed themselves disappeared, and they worked when they were suitable to work in the underworld. People nowadays, as soon as they go to the underworld All I can think about is that I can save a few more, so I have to hurry up and reincarnate and make another trip."
After all, they are dealing with the dead, and those people that the underworld is looking at now want to protect the living more.
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As a result, not many people were caught to work, and all of them were either super promoted or reincarnated directly.
As soon as he said this, Jiang Jiang felt miserable.
It's too awful.
Wen Ji laughed again: "It's okay, take your time. There is no rush for this kind of thing."
Jiang Jiang could only agree.
It's useless for him to be in a hurry.
The two judges walked towards the first hall, and at the entrance of the main hall, they saw a familiar judge from a distance.
Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji looked at each other, then stepped forward to say hello: "Judge Cui."
Cui Fujun held a tablet in his hand, looked up at the person coming, and nodded slightly: "Jiangguan, Wenguan."
Jiang Jiang looked at the tablet: "Judge Cui is checking the system?"
As the chief judge of the underworld, Mr. Cui Fu will go to the halls of the King of Hades every once in a while to check all the systems in case there are loopholes. He hangs under King Yama, but the scope of his work is not limited to the fifth hall.
Hearing Jiang Jiang's question, he responded: "Yes. It won't hinder your work, you can do your own thing."
Jiang Jiang made a joke: "How can I get in the way. Judge Cui is too busy with work. We rarely see each other, so of course we have to chat. Let's exchange feelings."
Cui Fujun listened, and chuckled lightly: "Jiang Jiang has been in the underworld for so many years, and his mentality is still very young, which is very good. Let's have a drink together when we have time."
Basically, there is no one in the underworld who does not care about Jiang Jiang's wine.
As a Jiang Jiang who uses wine to open up all the channels of friendship, he doesn't feel ashamed at all, and is extremely proud: "Then I will bring out some good wine."
Wen Ji was listening and laughed.
She had some thoughts in her heart, and she seldom hesitated, but she still asked, "Did Judge Cui hear anything from King Yan Luo recently?"
Cui Fujun raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Ji: "What is it?"
Wen Ji lowered her voice: "Houtu Empress..."
Mr. Cui Fu understood.
He sped up his movements a little bit, quickly finished a stage, and then explained a few words to Wen Ji: "I have heard a little bit, but the details are not very clear."
Wen Ji: "Yes."
Mr. Cui Fu recalled that several Hades had secretly come to him to inquire about the news recently, and 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 problem collectively, King Yama said something about your empress. News. No matter how much, I really don’t know.”
Wen Ji knew that this was already the limit that Mr. Cui Fu could reveal.
She smiled happily: "Well, thank Judge Cui."
Cui Fujun nodded.
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