The hot pot restaurant in the world has ushered in another day of prosperous business.
In the Internet age, whenever a store is newly opened, there will be some tap water blowing around on many social platforms. There will be more and more news about this store on the Internet.
Relying on their fame in the circle, Lao Lu and Zhang Xiaoxiao advertised Meng Xiaoni's house for free.
Of course, advertising in the design circle and the painting circle, with their identities and talents, basically belongs to the kind of showing off of their own works.
Ever since, after knowing the opening of the hot pot restaurant, the number of foreign visitors to Meng Xiaoni's hot pot restaurant has gradually increased.
Not to mention that Meng's father and mother were a bit overwhelmed, even Xiao Yi, who was sent by the Religious Affairs Office, was a little dazed after a busy day, and dreamed of being a waiter when he returned home. This noon was so busy that the sky was dark, and I wished I could quit my job and go home.
The general situation is too terrible, it is terrible that Meng's father and Meng's mother directly arrested the son of the old Lu family to help, and really recruited two part-time college students.
Guifeng, who was the first to agree to a part-time job, squatted at the cashier at the door, and calmly decided to work as a cute pet.
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In the afternoon, Xiao Yi forwarded the documents sent by the Religious Affairs Office to Meng Xiaoni, and showed her how the Religious Affairs Office handles opening a store at night. He hoped that Meng Xiaoni could make a good hot pot base, and then consider becoming a shopkeeper.
"There are so many ghosts in the world, it's impossible for you to make hot pot all by yourself." Xiao Yi said, "You meet so many ghosts in the underworld, do you plan to keep making hot pot by yourself?"
Meng Xiaoni scratched her face.
On the first day she opened in the underworld, she did everything by herself.
Qi Yaqiu was only in charge of cooking the ten kings of Hades and himself.
She opened a hot pot restaurant in the underworld, for the ten kings of hell, and for herself, the main reason is to be able to control her own abilities, and the second is to give the ghost a bite.
Originally, the underworld did not have any catering industry and activities and entertainment. In fact, it was unnecessary. Most ghosts should reincarnate, and they should not stay in the underworld at will.
If catering and entertainment were developed in ancient times, would a group of ghosts stay in the underworld, would they form a group to play mahjong
This table is the emperor's game, that table is the civil servants' game, and then there is the generals' game, if you can't win, there will be a violent beating on the spot.
Such an interesting entertainment life, who would be willing to reincarnate.
"Most of the current industries are mechanized. In assembly line engineering, machines are less likely to cause problems than people." Xiao Yiming clearly runs a religious business, but he is very attached to science and technology and mechanical productivity.
Meng Xiaoni opened a hot pot restaurant in the world because of her family's business.
It's a natural thing to make money by decorating a hot pot restaurant.
In fact, in her later plan, she did have the idea of introducing mechanized production.
"Father Meng and mother Meng have reached retirement age. If you continue to develop, the three of you will definitely be the hands-off shopkeepers. The future work will be to eat hot pot for ghosts in the evening, and urge them to go to the underworld to reincarnate as soon as possible." Xiao Yi said.
Meng Xiaoni understands the truth.
It's just that her plan is gradual, and now with the intervention of the underworld and the religious office, the whole hot pot restaurant plan has become a rocket-like development.
It feels a little fast.
Meng Xiaoni continued to scratch her face as she listened: "I don't know how Po Meng in the Underworld manages to cook a bowl of Po Meng soup for every ghost."
She put down her hands, smiled with Xiao Yi, and teased herself: "Everyone who cooks food in the underworld is named Meng, so it's amazing."
Xiao Yi and Meng Xiaoni were talking at a table in the lobby, and Guifeng squatted on the table to listen together.
At this moment, Xiao Bailong was hiding on Meng Xiaoni's head, occupying Guifeng's previous position, listening to them curiously.
Guifeng is clear about the affairs of the underworld: "Mengpo soup has been mechanized, and Mengpo soup is no longer engaged in the business of Mengpo soup."
Xiao Yi patted the table: "Look, even Po Meng is engaged in mechanized production."
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
Xiao Yi took out his pocket, took out a bank card, and handed it to Meng Xiaoni: "By the way, this card was sent by the Religious Affairs Office just at noon. The text messages have also been activated. The income from making hot pot in the underworld, It will be credited to your card in cash."
Meng Xiaoni took the bank card.
This bank card actually had the words "salary card" printed on it.
"Basically, it is closed every day. It will be postponed when it is a holiday. The religious office is more humane, and it will have a holiday, weekends." Xiao Yi said so.
Meng Xiaoni put away the bank card: "Yes."
Seeing that Meng Xiaoni had accepted the bank card, Xiao Yi asked about the proposal again.
Meng Xiaoni said: "The one who gave the money is the uncle. At night, you can figure it out. Of course, my parents can't find out."
Xiao Yi was sure, "Of course."
The matter was decided at this point, and Meng Xiaoni lay down on the table: "Work is really tiring."
The little white dragon on her head also got down on the ground, with its little tail flicking. Even though no one can see him now, he sniffed, and continued to firmly maintain the agreement with Meng Xiaoni in the morning, not to show his appearance casually.
Xiao Yi, who heard Meng Xiaoni's words, thought, of course the work is tiring.
only…
He hesitated to speak, and then asked cautiously: "These two days, why didn't the ghost phoenix come?"
He deliberately lowered his voice, and quietly glanced at the little parrot like a peach: "Aren't you living together?"
Guifeng tilted her head, staring at Meng Xiaoni with bright red eyes.
On the day he was away, what did the two of them talk about in private
The little white dragon's beard on Meng Xiaoni's head couldn't help but flutter, and she looked curiously at Xiao Yi next to her: What is cohabitation
Xiao Yi was just an ordinary Taoist priest, so he couldn't see a dragon staring at him, and he didn't even know that this ghost phoenix was that ghost phoenix, so he listened to everything he said.
But Meng Xiaoni knows.
Meng Xiaoni had a client in front of her, a ghost phoenix, with a little dragon on her head who knew nothing and was as white as paper, and felt that she was under a lot of psychological pressure.
She smiled guiltyly at Xiao Yi: "Guifeng has something to do with work."
Xiao Yi felt that Meng Xiaoni's smile was a bit wrong, and asked again: "Then do you still live together at night?"
Guifeng answered for Meng Xiaoni: "Live."
Xiao Yi glanced at the parrot and pondered for a while: "That's okay. At least he's home. It seems that work is relatively busy. I come early in the morning, and I can't meet him going out."
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
Of course you can't, the person is right in front of you.
Xiao Yi's words became more and more dangerous as he spoke, with a serious baby face, he talked to Meng Xiaoni about a topic that only the seven aunts and eight aunts were interested in: "Get married early. For some things, you still need to have a certificate."
Meng Xiaoni laughed dryly: "This is not good."
They have nothing to do with each other, why are they married
She was so imaginary that she didn't even dare to look at the ghost phoenix.
The joke is cool for a while, and the Shura field is settled.
Xiao Yi frowned: "What's wrong? Did he disagree?"
Guifeng took two steps forward: "Can Taoist priests find a partner now?"
When Xiao Yi was asked suddenly, he nodded a little blankly: "Yes."
Guifeng: "How old is the Taoist priest? It's time to find someone and consider getting married."
Xiao Yi looked at Meng Xiaoni, then at Guifeng: "...this parrot is quite helpful to Guifeng."
Meng Xiaoni pretended to be stupid, and smiled: "Yes."
Xiao Yi made a Taoist salute: "Forget it, this is your private matter after all. I will go to the cashier to rest for a while, and wait for the opening in the evening."
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After speaking, he flung his sleeves and left, leaving Meng Xiaoni facing Guifeng. He obviously ran away, but he acted like a fairy.
The outsider left, and the insider settled the score.
The ghost cockatiel shook its feet, tapped the table rhythmically, stared at Meng Xiaoni and began to settle the score: "Meng Xiaoni."
Meng Xiaoni lowered her voice, met Guifeng's eyes: "Here."
Guifeng: "Cohabitation? Marriage?"
His voice was clear and crisp, it was obviously a childish voice, but at the moment it was full of a sense of threat.
Xiao Bailong, who was listening on his head, was confused again: What does it mean to be married
In the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, there is no cohabitation or marriage.
Meng Xiaoni recalled the previous situation: "You told Xiao Yi yourself that there is someone living with you."
Guifeng: "... Isn't it?"
Meng Xiaoni heard that Guifeng was so upright and confident, and puffed up: "Isn't that cohabitation! Xiao Yi thought it wrong, can you blame me? I didn't coax him."
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
Xiao Bailong suddenly realized: So living together means living together.
Guifeng decided to skip the question of "cohabitation" and asked another question: "What about getting married? You should always explain it to Xiao Yi. In case he talks about this with Father Meng and Mother Meng later..."
Meng Xiaoni was startled.
That's really badass.
Meng Xiaoni was so startled that she switched dialects in her heart.
Seeing that Meng Xiaoni realized the seriousness of the problem, Guifeng added two more dollars: "Your parents are relatively traditional people. If we explain it, I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome and difficult."
Meng Xiaoni nodded with difficulty.
That's not a little trouble and difficulty.
Xiao Bailong listened to it for a long time, but he still hadn't heard what marriage meant, so he called out quietly: "Aww?"
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
Meng Xiaoni asked Guifeng in a low voice, "What is Xiaobai calling?"
Guifeng translated: "...what does it mean to get married."
Meng Xiaoni feels that life has become more difficult.
How to explain to the child that his parents are not married or together, but they accept him as his parents by default
Guifeng spoke first: "Marriage is a legal procedure for human beings to voluntarily determine the status of husband and wife. It is recognized by human law. It is the same as signing a partnership contract in ancient times."
Xiao Bailong understood and nodded his head.
Of course, no one can see it.
Then the little white dragon wailed again.
Guifeng: "... Indeed, we are not married yet."
Little White Dragon: "Huh? Huh?"
Guifeng finally didn't want to answer anymore, and stepped forward with a wing on the invisible little white dragon's head: "You are young, and your mind is full of thoughts."
Meng Xiaoni really wanted to know what Xiao Bailong said.
She looked at Guifeng curiously, and wanted to wait for Guifeng to answer this question.
However, Guifeng had no intention of answering this question at all.
"I'm going to the power plant. I'll be back soon." After speaking, he flapped his wings and went upstairs directly.
Xiao Bailong murmured something on Meng Xiaoni's head again, but it's a pity that there is really no bird translation.
Meng Xiaoni had no choice but to get up with Xiaobailong: "I can only wait for Xiaobai to grow up and understand what he says. Dragon language sounds difficult to learn."
Xiaobai flicked his tail.
Did he say anything special
Not just relieved. There were a lot of dragons sleeping casually without getting married, in ancient times. Even if you have children, you may not necessarily form a bond.
Feelings are falling asleep and falling asleep!
In the future, he will also work hard for his parents to get married!
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