City King is really good. The difficulty of building a hot pot restaurant in the underworld may be a bit more difficult than building a building in the game.
He waved his arms easily, got a piece of wood from the left, and a stone from the right, and quickly built the frame of the hot pot restaurant in front of him, and even set up tables and chairs inside.
Afterwards, the matter of applying paint will not be under the control of the city king.
The little gray guys that Meng Xiaoni saw in the Eighth Palace of the Metropolitan King appeared in batches, holding a coloring roller in their hands, and brushed the paint with a grunt. I don't know what this paint is made of, but it smells like grass and woods.
The Metropolitan King checked the situation in the house, and after confirming that it was correct, he built the roof, and then put a plaque on the hot pot restaurant.
The plaque is empty.
He motioned Guifeng to write: "You have lived so long, you must write beautifully."
Guifeng took a look, raised his hand and wrote two strokes on the plaque.
It is not difficult to write the five characters of "Difu hotpot restaurant" at all, even if it is switched to traditional Chinese, only the word "pot" is a little more complicated. Of course, if it was written in oracle bone inscriptions, then Meng Xiaoni would not know.
Guifeng is written in simplified characters.
The five characters are written on the plaque, which is extraordinarily imposing and beautiful.
Guifeng's characters carry a kind of arrogance and reserve. The ghost knows how Meng Xiaoni saw this feeling in this font, anyway... It's such an intuitive feeling.
very beautiful.
Meng Xiaoni smiled lightly, she really liked this hot pot restaurant that really opened in the underworld.
The paint guys have been busy for a while.
This hot pot restaurant is more than one or two points larger than the hot pot restaurants in the world. Although it is not as large as the Palace of the King of Hell, it can be regarded as a medium-to-large building anyway.
The Metropolitan King reminded Meng Xiaoni from the side: "Don't think this is bigger than your human hotpot restaurant. When it really opens, there are so many ghosts that it will scare you to death. You can't be busy at all. Even if we say according to the rules now, only those who are about to reincarnate Ghost, so I can come to your place for a meal."
This hot pot restaurant, among the ghosts, will not have repeat customers.
"So, do I have an assistant?" Meng Xiaoni asked the Metropolitan King.
The Metropolitan King pondered for a moment.
He thought about it seriously: "Whether it's a judge or a ghost messenger, it's a bit too wasteful to lend you a shop. There are too many things between the world and the underworld, and we always feel that there are not enough people."
Meng Xiaoni suggested asking, "Where's the ghost?"
The city king was thinking about this.
If ghosts come to help, will these ghosts eat hot pot
If you don't give food, it doesn't seem to be very ghostly, but if you give food, it seems to be quite troublesome.
"I'm afraid I can only let the ghost messenger reserve come to help you. During the day he learns to handle affairs, and at night he will open a hot pot restaurant for you." The city king felt very bitter when he heard it, "What do you think?"
Meng Xiaoni thought it was ok and nodded her head.
The city king muttered: "The ghost chooses, the ghost chooses..."
He really doesn't have any suitable candidates here. On weekdays, the number of ghost judges is small, and most of them are sent out by him to do things. There is fishing on the upper beam, and the level of fishing on the lower beam is not bad, and they will not run around in front of him for fear of being caught.
Meng Xiaoni looked at him expectantly.
The Metropolitan King thought about it, and only came up with one thing: "Now there is a ghost with a little exception. Our original plan was to wait for him to be reincarnated, and then accept him as a ghost servant early. But reincarnation is a process, It’s not impossible to cook hot pot at your place earlier.”
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Meng Xiaoni was a little puzzled.
Guifeng is clear: "This ghost should have many lives in his hands."
Meng Xiaoni was even more puzzled, and looked at Guifeng.
Killed a lot of people, why can you still become a ghost messenger reserve
Guifeng gave an example: "The two judges you saw just now are Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji. Jiang Jiang was the imperial wine maker before his death. He purified the wine and created countless wine recipes. The purification of wine is in the It was very positive in a broad sense, but it killed a lot of people at the same time. Even if these were things he didn't expect."
Meng Xiaoni was stunned: "Are all these lives to be blamed on him?"
Guifeng: "Of course."
The city king affirmed from the side: "Forget it, why not? People killed by military fire are basically proportionately counted on the inventor's head."
Meng Xiaoni didn't quite understand: "Then why can Jiang Jiang still be a judge?"
The Metropolitan King paused: "Generally, for a very capable ghost, King Qin Guang and King Lunzhuan will first find out whether the ghost had a good or bad heart. If it is a good person, then the rest of the judges will judge whether this person can have a verdict. the abilities of others.
"But what this person did in his life will be punished accordingly in the underworld. If the punishment is over, he can still pass the good and evil verification of the first and ten halls, and then he has truly passed the assessment."
Guifeng sneered: "The meaning of this is that Jiang Jiang was originally a good person. After being tortured by the underworld for hundreds of years, he turned out to be a good person who can distinguish right from wrong. That's why he became a judge."
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
That's really amazing.
No wonder Guifeng is not very friendly to the underworld, just this rule is really unbearable.
Suddenly Meng Xiaoni was in awe of the ghost messengers and judges in the underworld.
The Metropolitan King also gave a classification: "Ox head and horse noodles are those who are reincarnated as animals and then dragged to work as ghost messengers. Jiang Jiang has never been to the Eighth Hall to suffer, so of course he didn't need to be reincarnated as an animal. Later, he went directly to the first hall." temple."
Meng Xiaoni nodded her head.
She asked a key question: "Then, what mistakes did this ghost make during his lifetime?"
The Metropolitan King said frankly: "He used to be a biochemical researcher decades ago, with a very high IQ. After the research results were misused, he destroyed the relevant materials, and then blew up the entire research institute."
The Metropolitan King spoke very succinctly, but he also explained the ghost's life clearly.
Meng Xiaoni sighed with emotion.
The Metropolitan King also sighed with emotion: "The last thing you can do is that if you kill someone, you can only be reincarnated after the person you killed is reincarnated. Few of the people he killed were good people, and they were all punished in the underworld. So... "
So this ghost cannot be reincarnated for the time being.
According to the rules of the underworld, he can only be punished in the underworld together, and after the punishment is over, he will wander around in the underworld until those ghosts are reincarnated, and finally he can become a ghost messenger.
Being able to do ghost work is still due to his extremely strong ability and ability to distinguish right from wrong.
Meng Xiaoni was full of sympathy for this ghost who had not yet appeared in front of her.
Guifeng didn't say anything.
Human beings are so troublesome, and after death they are also so troublesome.
The Metropolitan King clapped his hands: "It's done, then the first ghost selection, I have already chosen for you temporarily. I want to talk to other Hades about it. You can go to the hot pot restaurant to try it now, and I will get it for you." Come here with a pass and a business license."
Meng Xiaoni thanked: "Please trouble my lord."
The Metropolitan King waved his hand: "Have a good time, I'm really afraid that you will go bankrupt on the first day."
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
The hot pot restaurant in the underworld can still go bankrupt like this, so don't open the hot pot restaurant in the world.
The city king left after speaking.
Meng Xiaoni looked at Guifeng next to her: "I'll make you hot pot? Do you have any hot pot you want?"
Guifeng is very casual: "I will eat whatever you do."
Meng Xiaoni smiled, and briskly ran towards her new hot pot restaurant.
When the door was opened, Meng Xiaoni unexpectedly discovered that the heat wave brought by the magma did not sweep over. On the pillars in the hot pot restaurant, there were many cold white lights at some point.
These lamps exude a burst of coolness, which lowers the temperature of the entire hot pot restaurant.
The hot pot restaurant has reserved a special space, which is used as a kitchen.
When Meng Xiaoni walked into the kitchen, she found that the group of little guys who were painting just now were also working part-time as carrying seasonings for her.
She curiously asked Guifeng: "What are these little gray guys?"
Guifeng glanced at the hard-working group of little gray guys: "The special product of the underworld, ghost ghosts. Actually, they didn't have a name at first, so they called them casually. After getting used to it, they maintained such a name."
Meng Xiaoni leaned forward and poked curiously: "Why are they here to help?"
Guifeng: "Part-time job. The King of Hades of the Ten Palaces will provide them with the food they need to grow up. They will not have memories until they grow up to a certain size. Many ghost ghosts will go to sail on the Styx River when they grow up, and they will be helmsmen."
The Nether ghost who was poked by Meng Xiaoni didn't feel the slightest bit, and continued to carry things.
Meng Xiaoni's eyes lit up, and she came up with an idea: "Then they can also work as waiters here when they grow up."
Guifeng glanced at Meng Xiaoni: "They can't tell the difference between ghosts and ghosts, and their IQ is limited. And the King of Hades won't allow it."
Meng Xiaoni liked these little guys a little bit: "Why not allow it?"
Guifeng changed the subject: "It's almost dawn, do you still cook hot pot?"
Meng Xiaoni patted herself on the head: "Ah, yes, it's almost dawn."
There must be enough ingredients to make hot pot.
Meng Xiaoni took a look at the ingredients being carried over one after another, and decided to cook a simple hot pot first.
The pots sent by the Eighth Palace are very big, and can hold two Meng Xiaoni.
And the pot is placed on the stone slab above the magma, which is very unreasonable and can be boiled. Why can't the slate and the pot be burned
Meng Xiaoni was very curious about the underworld.
But the most important thing is to try to make hot pot once. Just think of having a supper in your dreams.
She is in the underworld, and her strength is stronger than that of a cow.
It is easy to lift a large pot of peppercorns, and it is also easy to lift a large pot of oil.
In the huge pot, Meng Xiaoni threw countless spices and a little Chinese medicine. She also poured in clear oil and butter, took a wooden stick from nowhere, and stirred vigorously.
It would have been nice to cook it faster.
When Meng Xiaoni thought about it, she found that the color of the pot under her hand seemed to have changed suddenly.
She froze for a moment, then while stirring, she thought: It would be great if it could cool down quickly.
The hot pot base material in the pot suddenly couldn't be stirred.
The oil is even clumping.
Meng Xiaoni was dumbfounded.
She thought again: Let's dissolve it quickly.
She was able to stir, and the clumped oil turned back into a rich pan bottom that stirred easily.
Guifeng glanced at how Meng Xiaoni was cooking hot pot, knelt down, poked the Nether ghost next to her, and ordered: "Go to the Styx River to catch some fish and frogs. Find some normal-looking ones."
The Nether ghost jumped twice, and then left happily together.
half an hour later.
Guifeng looked expressionlessly at the special products of the underworld Styx in front of him who looked more and more strange than the other. I feel that these little ghosts have a very different understanding of "normal appearance" than myself.
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