The first battle of the Human Ghost Hot Pot Project officially started.
The organizer, Master Lu, found a trustworthy collaborator in Fengdu Park.
This collaborator will enter the underworld in the near future, and then enter the palace of the king of hell to communicate with the king of hell.
Lord Lu, Zheng Zi, and the three little ghosts wandered around the park. Looking at the scolding situation in the whole park, they felt that this group of ghosts would not be able to accomplish this.
Human hearts are unpredictable, and so are ghosts.
Master Lu frowned: "I'm worried."
Zheng Zi also frowned: "I don't feel at ease looking at it."
Xiaoguiguixiao is not young, and he is also frowning: "It's unreliable to look at each one."
Master Lu looked at the kid.
The kid noticed his gaze, took a step back, and looked at Master Lu vigilantly: "Old man, I haven't planned to go to the underworld yet. I'm only seven and a half years old."
Zheng Zi reminded: "You were seven and a half years old before your death, and you are over forty this year."
The little ghost was even more vigilant: "Then I'm only in my forties. It's hard to find a hundred-year-old ghost, but I can still live in the human world for at least fifty years."
Master Lu said boldly, "Then Zheng Zigui and I are only three or four years old, and there are still more than ninety years left."
Zheng Zi continued to remind: "And this is your proposal."
Little ghost: "..."
In the dead of night, in a secluded corner, two old ghosts wearing white vests confronted a little ghost wearing a yellow hat.
Their faces were solemn and their eyes were fighting.
Between ghosts and ghosts, they are always familiar.
So the three began to give examples of the reduction of the other's worldly concerns.
"Your younger brother is married and has children, and your parents have reached retirement age, and they still have a lot of pension every month."
"Your grandson has finished the college entrance examination, your son has a perfect marriage, and you plan to resume your old career!"
"Your grandson has successfully studied abroad!"
Accidentally, even Zheng Zi was drawn into the war.
There was not much difference between them and the group of ghosts who were arguing next to them.
At four o'clock in the morning, the birds chirped.
Unable to explain it, the kid of the two old ghosts glared at the two old ghosts viciously: "Isn't it the hell. I'll go as soon as I go."
Master Lu and Zheng Zi applauded: "Excellent, come on."
The little ghost turned his head and left, falling into deep thinking: What on earth is he talking so much about? If he didn't say anything, he wouldn't have to go to the underworld so early.
…
Unbeknownst to Meng Xiaoni, the fame of her hot pot restaurant was suddenly swayed in the ghost world.
Around Meng Xiaoni's hot pot restaurant, ghosts suddenly passed by one after another from this day.
It's very fast, just take a look at the place and run away.
Meng Xiaoni's hot pot restaurant seems to have become a scenic spot in the hearts of ghosts in Fengdu.
As for the ghosts who actually came in to eat hot pot, there wasn't a single one. Even Uncle Lu didn't follow his son Lao Lu to eat hot pot.
Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng feel very delicate.
Meng Xiaoni was fine, but to Guifeng, it was like a group of ants stalking an elephant. One of them came to look at the elephant, was surprised, turned around and told the other ant, and then the other ant came to watch.
Guifeng's annoyance value rose rapidly.
At the same time, Meng Xiaoni and Lao Lu officially signed a contract these days.
The money transaction between the two was witnessed by Meng's father and mother. They first paid a deposit of 20,000 yuan, then moved the things on the first floor of the store, and found workers by the way.
The water and electricity lines need to be relaid. From the perspective of efficiency, Lao Lu only found two skilled workers because he knew how to do it, and quickly explained to them how to refit.
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The store was closed for the time being, and Meng's father and mother immediately packed up the things at home. Throw away what should be thrown away, and sell what can be sold. What should be kept was moved to the second floor.
A lot of things were put on the second floor, which made the second floor even more crowded.
Meng Xiaoni's room didn't have any free space, and it seemed extremely small all of a sudden.
Guifeng's annoyance level increased, reaching its peak on the day she received the medical examination notice.
The ghost phoenix could only sulk because of the free food, and there was no expression on its parrot face, so Meng Xiaoni didn't notice it at all.
Meng Xiaoni was still very serious in her crowded small room, holding a mobile phone to read to Guifeng the precautions for the physical examination: "Is the usual eating and drinking conditions normal? Is the breathing rate normal? The parrot's breathing rate should be in the 25 to 50 times a minute."
Guifeng was expressionless.
"During the physical examination, you should bring the bird cage you usually live in, and pay attention to the problem of wind protection."
Guifeng remained expressionless.
"ah… "
Meng Xiaoni screamed in a low voice, and turned her gaze from the phone screen to Xiaoqiao Guifeng: "What should I do if I want to check the feces?"
Guifeng: "?"
Meng Xiaoni never saw Guifeng go to the bathroom.
I don't know where Guifeng digests what he eats every day. Maybe it went to the toilet by itself without telling her
Meng Xiaoni met Shang Guifeng's eyes: "Do you want to save some feces for the medical examination?"
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
The two looked at each other for a while.
Meng Xiaoni turned her head back and continued to look at the phone: "Okay, let's look at the next note."
The ghost phoenix couldn't stand it, so it flapped its wings and flew to the bedside to put the box on top of the stacked box, on the pink wooden horse stand. The little feet moved and began to sway.
Shake once, shake twice.
Meng Xiaoni read every precaution to Guifeng seriously, put away her phone after reading, and came up with a final summary: "In summary, it's what you need to do to pretend to be a healthy parrot."
It was hard work.
Guifeng still didn't speak, she tilted her head slightly to look at Meng Xiaoni.
Meng Xiaoni raised her head: "Then in the afternoon, people from the Forestry Bureau will come to give you a physical examination."
Guifeng was still sulking and didn't want to talk.
Meng Xiaoni called out, "Ghost Phoenix?"
Guifeng's choice was to switch sides and tilt her head.
Meng Xiaoni tilted her head along with Guifeng.
Guifeng was indifferent and silent, and turned his head back to one side.
Meng Xiaoni followed suit and turned back.
The feathers on the ghost crested head exploded immediately, and finally said: "Don't imitate my movements."
Meng Xiaoni's hair couldn't be blown apart, so she had to blink: "Then let's settle the medical examination first?"
I don't know what is being drilled downstairs, and suddenly there is a sound of "stop barium
The ghost and phoenix feathers exploded more.
It changed from a docile little fluffy peach ruby parrot to a completely fried ruby parrot.
The sound of the decoration was too loud, and Meng Xiaoni also had a little headache.
Meng Xiaoni got up and went to the side to pick up her small bag: "Shall we go out to eat? Just eat a little around. You have been eating the fruits I cut these days, and you don't even want to eat the staple food."
Guifeng didn't speak, and flew up to Meng Xiaoni's head honestly.
It said: "You don't do it?"
Meng Xiaoni knew that Guifeng liked to eat the food she handled: "I also want to cook for you, but the kitchen needs to be renovated, so there is no way."
Guifeng checked the condition of the parrot's body and remained silent.
Meng Xiaoni went downstairs, poured water for the workers downstairs with a smile on her face, and gave a cup to Lao Lu who was sitting in the corner drawing blueprints.
Old Lu didn't raise his head, he picked up the water and drank it all: "Thank you."
Meng Xiaoni took the cup and poured another for Lao Lu: "Uncle Lu, I'm going out for a while. You guys..."
Lao Lu quickly replied: "Packed lunch. Your parents will deliver it."
Meng Xiaoni nodded.
Father Meng and mother Meng have been directed by Lao Lu to visit the building materials market and various furniture markets these days. Just shop and don't buy, just see what they like. Because the materials used for store decoration have to be selected, in the future they bought a house for Meng Xiaoni, which also needs to be decorated.
At noon, the two will come back for dinner and deliver meals to the workers by the way.
Meng Xiaoni stopped disturbing Lao Lu and went out with Guifeng.
There are several hot pot restaurants and several breakfast restaurants in the surrounding area.
Meng Xiaoni avoided the sun and walked in the shade: "Guifeng, what do you want to eat?"
Ghost Feng Yanyan: "There is nothing I want to eat."
Meng Xiaoni thought for a while: "Malatang? I can do this."
Guifeng didn't speak.
Meng Xiaoni acted like a ghost and acquiesced, walked for a while on the road, and turned into a Mala Tang shop.
Malatang is much easier to make than hot pot.
The freezer on one side of the store is full of all kinds of ingredients. The chef at the back of the store has cooked the soup base. He only waits for someone to bring the ingredients, and then puts them in a colander in batches to boil the dishes.
Once the vegetables are cooked, lift them up and put them in a bowl, then pour the soup.
Of course, the soup base is still particular, as is the freshness of the ingredients.
The owner of this Mala Tang shop knew both Meng's parents and Meng's mother. As soon as Meng Xiaoni opened the door and walked in, the proprietress greeted her with a smile, "Xiao Nizi, come to our house to eat?"
Meng Xiaoni replied with a smile: "Yeah. I'll do the cooking myself. There are a lot of people at noon."
The proprietress glanced at the scattered people in the store: "Not too many, not too many."
Meng Xiaoni nodded to the little parrot on her head: "It is rather delicate, and I will only eat it if I make it."
The proprietress had already seen the parrot on Meng Xiaoni's head.
She looked at it and felt happy: "Hey, it's so cute! If you want to cook it yourself, you can cook it yourself."
Meng Xiaoni reminded Guifeng: "Say thank you."
Guifeng was still sulking, but thinking of the proprietress letting Meng Xiaoni cook, she said in a muffled voice, "Thank you."
It spoke strangely, but how could the proprietress hear the emotions of a parrot? The proprietress grinned happily when she heard that it could talk: "Amazing! But you have to watch this bird later, wear a hat to catch it."
Meng Xiaoni responded with a chuckle, and quickly went to the side to choose dishes.
Take some of the vegetables you eat often, some of the meat, and some of the starchy balls.
The offal offal and the like will have much less fishy smell when made spicy, but it is difficult to make it in Malatang. Meng Xiaoni avoided these as much as possible and chose something that could fill her stomach.
She also picked two eggs.
After choosing all the ingredients, Meng Xiaoni took them to the back kitchen.
The kitchen was steaming hot, and it was difficult to cool down even with the air conditioner turned on.
Meng Xiaoni smiled at the chef after entering the door: "Master, borrow the pot."
The chef ordered a colander: "Here. You remember to put on your hat."
He ordered the chopping board again: "Cut vegetables there. Left raw and right vegetables."
Raw meat and other things should be separated from the cutting board.
Meng Xiaoni understood the rules, put on a hat, and stuck Guifeng's body. Put the meat dishes on the left and the vegetables on the right and chop them separately with a knife.
She saw the kitchen mold next to her with sharp eyes, and suddenly laughed.
The ghost phoenix stayed on Meng Xiaoni's head, questioning its own heart: Is it useful for it to sulk? Who are you angry with? Who made it want to come to the human world
It didn't even look at what Meng Xiaoni was doing right now.
Until Meng Xiaoni put all the dishes into the pot to cook in batches, the chef next to her glanced at her and said, "You eat two eggs by yourself?"
It didn't hear Meng Xiaoni answer: "There is an egg for my parrot. You see, I specially chose the mold of love!"
Guifeng bowed her head.
It was smoked by the hot air, and it was full of spicy hot smell.
Through the heat, a heart-shaped mold is placed on the colander, and the eggs inside are gradually forming in the tumbling soup.
Guifeng's anger suddenly dissipated.
Humans, ghosts, Hades.
These are all in the ranks of idiots in Guifeng's heart.
Meng Xiaoni is now honored to jump out of this rank.
It's nothing to be angry about.
The person next to it is Meng Xiaoni.
as well as.
If the bird is not eaten, it will be destroyed by heaven and earth.
Guifeng, who had turned into spicy soup, thought so.