After Master Lu finished eating the hot pot, he felt a little calm in his heart, but also a little looking forward to it.
He is about to go to hell.
He followed his son to the hot pot restaurant, and followed his son back.
They couldn't see him, hear him, feel him.
But they will still discuss him, think of him, and cook him an incense meal on the day when the gate of hell opens.
The current rules of the underworld are actually quite good. There is almost no connection between the human world and ordinary ghosts. Everything ghosts do will not affect humans, and neither will humans. And when everything in life becomes a ghost, it will be judged by itself in the underworld.
There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei, but everything is involved.
The small owner of the hot pot restaurant is a variable in all these things. It is normal that this variable can be better supervised.
All his concerns about the world are going in a good direction.
That being the case, there is no need for him to stay longer in the human world.
The child's mother thinks very clearly about this point, go to the hell when it should go, reincarnate when it should, and let everything take its course.
When Lord Lu left the hot pot restaurant, he didn't see any ghost messengers or judges.
He thought that because today is the day when the gate of hell is open, so he can stay in the world for a whole day. When it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, even if he didn't want to go to the underworld, there would probably be a ghost messenger to pick him up to the underworld.
His son, Lao Lu, took his wife and son home by car.
Master Lu followed behind and rode the car all the way to his home.
The home is not too big, but the interior decoration is extraordinarily stylish.
The family portrait on the table has Lord Lu on it. With a wrinkled smile, it is rare to wear a Tang suit. They didn't burn this Tang suit to him, they said they wanted to think about it. Lord Lu tried to dream up several times, but failed to get them to burn this Tang suit to him.
He really wants to wear it in the underworld, okay
This Tang suit looks quite fashionable.
Master Lu stared at himself in the photo for a long time, clicked his tongue, and finally chose to avert his gaze: if he goes to the underworld, he will go to reincarnation directly, who cares what he is wearing.
I haven't seen the rich ghost they often hang out with. He's just like them on weekdays. He just goes home and walks around the park all day long after he has nothing to do.
Master Lu took Lao Lu's whole family around for a while, and then went around again.
After two laps, Master Lu became bored.
Previously, I felt that I was going to the underworld soon, and the remaining time was really pitifully short, and there was no time to do anything. Now swaying around, he found that there was enough time for the ghost to do nothing.
After thinking about it, he decided to go play with Zheng Zi, and after playing for a while, he would go to chat with the little ghost, and then come back to have an incense meal.
After the incense meal, it's almost time.
Watching my grandson draw pictures and then play games perfectly ended my ghost life in this world.
Master Lu finished his thinking, arranged his next itinerary, and rushed out of the house excitedly.
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People have birth, old age, sickness and death, and ghosts have reincarnation.
Meng Xiaoni calmed down after eating, and helped her parents in the back kitchen.
Guifeng is guarding the door.
The door will continue to open at 4:30 in the afternoon, and they will prepare various ingredients and pot bottoms for the afternoon.
There are few people at noon. In the evening, people leave work and school, and there must be more people.
Meng Xiaoni was thinking about Master Lu.
In fact, there is nothing to think about about Master Lu.
Judging from Meng Xiaoni's twenty years of experience, Master Lu is definitely one of the lucky ghosts. After being able to see the ghost, Meng Xiaoni realized how big a survivor's bias it is for a person to live to a normal age and then die.
fine.
Meng's father and Meng's mother were chatting nonsense while they were busy, and the arrow of this chatter went to Meng Xiaoni. A common problem of traditional parents is to talk about their studies with students, their jobs and partners with graduates, and their children with married people.
Meng Xiaoni listened and felt that she was not suitable to stay in the back kitchen.
The chat environment here is not suitable for single human beings.
She found a random reason to abduct her, and saw that Guifeng was looking at something with her mobile phone.
Guifeng heard the noise, waited for Meng Xiaoni to come over, and then said to her: "Judging from the busyness of the store, I think you need to hire a new waiter. I have to go to work at night during peak hours."
Meng Xiaoni couldn't help laughing when Guifeng said such a social animal: "We'll see when the time comes. Today must be very busy."
Guifeng looked up at her: "Write a job offer and post it on the wall."
Meng Xiaoni thinks about it, and it's not impossible: "Then I'll go and talk to my parents."
She just came out of the kitchen, went back to the kitchen, and poked her head at the kitchen door: "Mom and Dad, Guifeng has to go out for an hour at night to deal with work matters. Should we write a letter to recruit a waiter? The salary is negotiable. "
Father Meng looked at Mother Meng.
Mother Meng nodded: "Success."
Meng Xiaoni got it right, turned around and ran to the cashier again: "Let's write a recruitment information."
One person and one bird were at the cash register, took a pen and paper, and pondered with each other on how to write the recruitment information.
Recruitment is nothing more than limiting age and appearance, asking for personality, and indicating the occupation accepted.
Meng Xiaoni made a simple draft: "The waiter is between twenty and thirty-five years old, good-looking, outgoing, and in good health..."
She wrote and said to Guifeng: "By the way, our whole family has a health certificate. Although you are a part-time job, you have to get a health certificate when you have time."
Guifeng: "...?"
Meng Xiaoni raised her head and smiled at Guifeng: "Birds need physical examinations, but people also need physical examinations."
Guifeng is tired.
He wants to resign.
How can humans work so hard
Meng Xiaoni continued to think about what necessary conditions to add.
Guifeng: "If it's not human, don't want it."
Meng Xiaoni: "...do I need to write this?"
Guifeng: "Otherwise, the ghosts who come to recruit will line up from your door to the building materials market."
Meng Xiaoni recalled the scene of the ghost coming to the door in the middle of the night, and silently wrote this down on the paper: "Only accept human beings."
It looks quite unscrupulous, but it is very in line with the characteristics of Jifu hot pot restaurant.
The words "Only accept human beings" inspired Meng Xiaoni to change the recruitment information again.
As for the age, it was changed to "between the 20th and 35th anniversary of life in the world".
In the aspect of appearance, it was changed to "appearance conforms to the universal aesthetics of human beings".
For the character part, change it to "able to communicate normally with humans".
After making some random changes like this, Meng Xiaoni felt that the applicant would at least be an interesting person who could fit the theme of their store.
Gui Fengmo looked over the recruitment information and felt that it was not easy for the applicants.
Meng Xiaoni finished the draft and rewrote it.
Her handwriting is quite beautiful, with the timelessness of a woman and a little debauchery of a prodigal son.
After finishing writing, Meng Xiaoni directly posted the recruitment information on the wall behind the cash register: "Take one first, and if you are still too busy, you can take two. If you charge too much, the cost of opening a store is too high and it is not worthwhile."
Guifeng nodded.
Meng Xiaoni admired the recruitment information hanging on the wall and nodded with satisfaction.
Later in the afternoon, a truck came to deliver the goods.
Meng Xiaoni took Guifeng to receive the goods.
This order is seafood, including squid, mouse fish and so on.
Squid and the like are common, and fish and the like are also considered a common seafood in Fengdu hot pot restaurants. This kind of fish is not big in size, the small one is only the size of a baby's palm, and the big ones rarely exceed the palm of an adult.
This kind of fish has only one main thorn, and the meat is fresh and tender. During the transportation, the seaside people cleaned up the fish. It is very convenient to serve in hot pot, and the price is cheap.
Put it in the hot pot, the pangasius, or other fresh and tender fish that needs to be specially processed by the chef in the later stage can compete.
The deliveryman helped Meng Xiaoni and the others move boxes of seafood into the back kitchen: "There is dry ice in it, and you should wear gloves when you touch it. Freshness is definitely fresh, and it didn't take long for them to freeze."
Meng Xiaoni responded.
After the goods were delivered, the hot pot restaurant was busy again.
Put the freezer in the freezer, deal with it.
Until the opening at 4:30, there are customers waiting at the door, poking their heads, ready to rush in at any time.
Meng Xiaoni turned the air conditioner to the coldest, and opened the door: "It's almost ready."
Jifu hot pot restaurant ushered in the evening show of the first day of the opening of the ghost gate.
As the meal time gradually approached, the number of people at the door of the hot pot restaurant began to increase.
When it was close to six o'clock, there was another queue at the door.
Guifeng glanced at the time, went in and talked to Meng Xiaoni, then walked away.
Meng Xiaoni turned around at the door and inside, and was so busy that she became dizzy for a while.
Seeing this, a guest had to remind him: "Little boss, you seem to be short of manpower."
Meng Xiaoni served the guest a drink, and smiled at the person: "Yes, there is a job posting at the door, I hope someone will apply later in the evening."
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Meng Xiaoni still doesn't know how frightening the current efficiency of the underworld will be when it keeps pace with the times.
After receiving the news, the Religious Affairs Office quickly dispatched the nearest people to this hot pot restaurant in Fengdu, trying to solve the abnormal phenomenon in the world in the shortest possible time and turn it into an ordinary scene.
Xiao Yi, a special commissioner from the Religious Affairs Office, got off the bus at Fengdu High-speed Railway Station, walked out of the station and took a bus.
The bus wobbled and slowly arrived around the destination.
"Gululu—"
Xiao Yi's stomach made a deafening sound, and at this moment he told himself and the people around him that he was hungry.
He is hungry!
Xiao Yi straightened his Taoist robe with a blank expression.
Others couldn't help looking at him at this moment.
Fengdu is not an exclusive county.
Despite the small size of small counties today, more and more people are adhering to the view that "life and death are small things", and gradually get used to the various outfits among young people.
Taoist priests and monks are not rare existences, especially Fengdu is also known as the ghost capital, and it is impossible for the ghost capital to lack these two roles.
Everyone looked at Xiao Yi, there were factors of Taoist robes, the loud noise just now, and his baby face.
He looks too young, even though he is not short in height, but his face is like that of a high school student.
A high school student with an expressionless face.
A high school student wearing a Taoist robe with a blank face.
"Gululu—"
Regardless of his hungry stomach, Xiao Yi got off the bus, counted his fingers, and calmly followed the route.
Walking and walking, walked into a dead end.
Facing the sealed wall in front of him, Shen Shen took out his mobile phone, opened the map and searched for keywords.
"xx map, continue to navigate for you. Please turn back and walk to the left after 20 meters."
Sure enough, in this era, we should still pursue technology.
Xiao Yi snorted lightly, took a step and turned to leave.
The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_I am not from Fengdu, I am from the free shipping area, and I have never been to the Sichuan-Chongqing area, I just like to eat. I really want to eat hot pot if I have the opportunity in the future.
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