Judge Cui continued to be busy with his work.
Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji went to the first hall and started their new year's affairs.
Wen Ji was in a happy mood, and even her steps became a little lighter.
Jiang Jiang saw it and thought with a smile, whether he should take the wine and go to Yan Luowang's for a chat, to see if he could come up with something.
Houtu Niangniang is indeed very special to all the ghosts in the underworld.
Not only Wen Ji, almost most of the judges and ghost messengers had some unwillingness to do things during their lifetime.
However, after arriving in the underworld, these unreconciled matters have all been resolved. In the end, the reincarnation of the person involved was reincarnated, and continued to work as an errand.
He thought for a while, and then he didn't tell Wen Ji what he thought.
If he told Wen Ji, it would seem that he was trying to please Wen Ji.
"Jiang Jiang?" Wen Ji called Jiang Jiang, interrupting his thoughts.
She looked at Jiang Jiang with a little confusion: "Is there something wrong?"
Jiang Jiang was slightly startled, and then smiled: "No. I was just thinking about what to drink with Judge Cui later."
Wen Ji smiled and suggested: "Spirited wine is the best."
Jiang Jiang smiled and nodded: "Yes, spirits are the best. Men should drink spirits."
Wen Ji was amused by these words.
As a winemaker, Jiang Jiang accidentally refined the wine too much, which caused a series of things later. So far, his merits and demerits are extremely astonishing.
Spirits are really strong.
Lie is well-known in the world and the underworld.
The two judges chatted for a while, but after all, they still prioritized work.
Jiang Jiang didn't bid farewell to Wen Ji until the shift was changed, went to the place where he lived, drank a lot of wine, wandered around and went to the Jifu hot pot restaurant next to the eighth hall.
When the Jifu hot pot restaurant is not at night, only Qi Yaqiu, a reserve ghost messenger, is watching the restaurant with a group of ghost ghosts.
Qi Yaqiu mostly experiments with hot pot in the kitchen, or finds a table, and writes some records related to the ratio.
When Jiang Jiang entered the door, he immediately saw Qi Yaqiu who was writing matching ratio in the corner. He shook the wine in his hand: "Drink?"
Qi Yaqiu didn't drink, of course he declined.
When he met Jiang Jiang, he basically understood the judge's routine: "What kind of hot pot do you want?"
Jiang Jiang smacked his lips: "Get some spicy skewers, I'll take them to drink with Judge Cui."
Qi Yaqiu asked You Ming to burn some skewers.
He didn't ask too many questions, and continued to write and draw in his notebook.
Taking advantage of the waiting time, Jiang Jiang read the notebook beside Qi Yaqiu.
I saw that this book was filled with the names of various professional spices, followed by a series of ingredients, and each ingredient was followed by a chemical formula and weight.
Jiang Jiang: "..."
Researchers are worthy of being researchers. No wonder Mengpo Renjian hotpot restaurant is developing so fast, and new varieties can be developed almost every once in a while to improve the taste of hotpot.
If he had studied chemistry back then, he would have been super skilled in brewing wine.
Jiang Jiang looked at these professional contents, and asked Qi Yaqiu: "Do you think it's interesting to study this?"
Qi Yaqiu counted the numbers: "What I like is the process of research and the result of 'success'. As for the content of the research, in fact, to me, there is not much difference."
He paused. "That's probably why I was sentenced to prison for so long."
Sometimes it is necessary to care about what the research content is and what the purpose is.
For example, the purpose of making hot pot is to make hot pot that is more suitable for everyone's taste, not to make hot pot that is addictive.
Jiang Jiang thought, according to this logic, shouldn't he, a brewer, be locked up forever
A smile appeared on Qi Yaqiu's face: "It's ready."
The ghost ghost carried a large box of skewers, covered the box, and sent it to Jiang Jiang.
Jiang Jiang took the box away, and before leaving, he left a message for Qi Yaqiu: "I think it's interesting, you can apply to the city king next time, and I will work here from now on."
Qi Yaqiu stared at the notebook she was studying for a long time.
He silently turned the book to the last page, and drew a vertical line in the center with a pen.
On the left side of the vertical line, "Stay" is written, and on the right side of the vertical line, "Leave" is written.
Then, he bowed his head on both sides and began to write pros and cons.
With wine in one hand and skewers in the other, Jiang Jiang ran to find Mr. Cui Fu very coolly, and along the way he also lured a bunch of ghosts who wanted to drink and eat meat.
Poor these ghosts, it's hard to smell some incense during the Chinese New Year, and who knows that they will meet a guy carrying a "giant incense weapon".
All the ghosts rolled their eyes, just wanting to hurry up and get reincarnated so that they could have a bite of hot pot before reincarnating.
At this moment, Mr. Cui Fu is indeed in the fifth hall.
After checking all the items that should be inspected, he reported to the first hall and the tenth hall, and finally returned to King Yama to talk to King Yama about the recent situation in the underworld.
King Yan Luo listened carefully, and let Mr. Cui Fu go after listening. As a judge, Mr. Cui Fu's status can not only be evaluated by a judge.
But Mr. Cui Fu did not leave directly when he heard the instruction from King Yan Luo to let go.
He was a little casual, but also a little joking: "Master, recently, there are many people who come to me to ask about Empress Houtu."
King Yan Luo didn't change his face, and smiled slightly: "Is that so, I'm bothering you a bit."
Mr. Cui Fu and King Yan Luo have been friends for many years, how can they fail to see the current posture of King Yama.
There was no refutation in what was said, and there was a hint of self-satisfaction faintly revealed, which almost engraved the truth on his face.
That is to say, his usual good-natured image is so deceitful that until now, the Kings of Hades still think that he is hiding something, and he used a gimmick to block the real news about Empress Tu.
Mr. Cui Fu was a little helpless: "I should have a confession with me, so that I know how to tell outsiders."
Yan Luo Wang was slightly surprised: "This still requires a confession from the counterpart? You don't know anything, what can you say? Besides, I have already said that I have something to do with Houtu, so they just come to ask me."
It's a decent way to say it.
Mr. Cui Fu felt that King Yama had calculated people's hearts properly and arranged all the kings of Hades properly.
He shook his head, dumbfounded: "My lord."
Yan Luo Wang also saw that Mr. Cui Fu was pitiful, so he managed to pick up a little sympathy: "It's a long story, and it's better not to know than to know. The matter between me and my empress will be clear in a few years. "
Probably because he was afraid that King Qin Guang would tell Cui Fujun something else, King Yan Luo emphasized it deliberately: "Marriage and so on are all rumors, so don't follow me. The current rumors are really a man and a woman. The two judges stood together, and the next day they even had children."
Mr. Cui Fu: "..."
Why hasn't he heard such a crazy rumor
Seeing Yan Luowang's emphasis, Cui Fujun could only nod in response, and then left.
Since he shouldn't know, of course it's better not to know.
Seeing Mr. Cui Fu left, Yan Luowang looked at his screen rather amusedly.
He had never been in the center of public opinion before, and he had never experienced such crazy gossip. I don't know how the impermanence of black and white, and the bull's head and horse face in the center of public opinion all the year round, have dealt with all kinds of ghost problems for so many years.
Almost every judge and ghost messenger will be asked a few questions about black and white impermanence and bull-headed horse-face.
These two pairs of partners have almost no privacy in the underworld.
Anything can be gossiped twice, and then passed on from one ghost to another.
Miserable, or they are miserable.
King Yan Luo felt a lot of emotion on this side, and Mr. Cui Fu on the other side went out from the fifth hall, turned on his mobile phone, and saw Jiang Jiang's news.
He went to where he lived, and soon saw Jiang Jiang waiting at the door.
Jiang Jiang has wine in one hand and a box in the other...
Cui Fujun took two steps, and immediately smelled the spicy smell coming from the box.
The saliva in his mouth was naturally secreted, and Mr. Cui Fu smiled: "It's nothing to be courteous."
Usually it was others who showed courtesy to Jiang Jiang, but today it was Jiang Jiang's turn to show courtesy to Mr. Cuifu.
Jiang Jiang chuckled: "Drinking, how can it be called being courteous?"
Mr. Cui Fu opened the door and gave way to Jiang Jiang: "Come in. Let me tell you first, I really don't know much about what King Yama said recently."
Before Jiang Jiang asked, he got a refusal answer.
He didn't give up: "Where did I come to ask this? I'm here to ask if King Yama wants to drink recently as the eighth day of the lunar new year is approaching."
The ninth day of the lunar month is the Jade Emperor's Christmas, and temple fairs will be held in many places in the human world.
But on the eighth day of the lunar new year, it was Lord Yan's birthday, and this was the day that many errands in the underworld would pay attention to. In the whole month, there was only Yama, the king of Yama, who had his birthday.
When Mr. Cui Fu heard this, he suddenly remembered the matter of Chuba and Yama's birthday.
These days, he was always asked about King Yama and Houtu, and he had to manage many chores in the underworld, so he almost forgot King Yama's birthday.
He asked Jiang Jiang curiously: "What wine do you want to prepare?"
Jiang Jiang knows wine very well.
He first put the wine he had recently brewed on the table, then took out his tablet and showed it to Mr. Cui.
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A jar of wine was drawn on the tablet, and the red paper was pasted on the wine, and there was a white cup next to it, with a glass of sake in it.
The wine doesn't look strong, but slightly clear, and you can see the bottom at a glance, a bit like folk self-brewed liquor.
Mr. Cui Fu didn't know how to do it: "White wine?"
Jiang Jiang smiled: "It's not wrong to call it that way, it is transparent after all. But I named it Qinghuan."
There is too much wine called Qinghuan.
There doesn't seem to be anything special about it.
Cui Fujun asked about the taste: "How does it taste?"
Jiang Jiang laughed: "Qing means clear and translucent Qing, and Huan means Huan with a sound of greed. Qing Huan means to drink it in one sip. The consciousness is refreshing, but the joy in the bottom of my heart can spread. Drink If there are too many, then you can have a clear dream all night."
As for the content of the dream, I don't know.
Mr. Cui Fu heard it a little itchy: "It doesn't seem to have a mellow taste, it should be refreshing and not too strong, but it has a lot of stamina?"
Jiang Jiang nodded: "Yes."
Mr. Cui Fu thinks this is quite suitable for King Yama: "Then choose this one. On the eighth day of the lunar new year, you can send it to King Yama."
Jiang Jiang, who got the promise, successfully advanced his plan, smiling and saying, "Okay."
Mr. Cuifu didn't know about Yan Luowang and Houtu's affairs, so it's impossible for Yan Luowang, the king, to not know about it.
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