Meng Xiaoni walked ahead, echoing Jiang Jiang's words.
Jiang Jiang asked Meng Xiaoni a few words, both asking why she got lost and why she went to Ashura.
Meng Xiaoni walked on the edge of the Jiangjiang River, and really recalled the whole process seriously: "At the beginning, I was led to the underworld by ghosts and phoenixes, and then I lost consciousness all of a sudden. The road between the world and the underworld is indeed very difficult. Dangerous."
Answering is almost the same as not answering, Jiang Jiang can't figure it out.
Fortunately, the man was found, otherwise Jiang Jiang would not have known what would have gone wrong.
He sent Meng Xiaoni to the door of the hot pot restaurant, and repeatedly told her: "Next time, you must follow Guifeng closely. If Guifeng is inconvenient, you can save yourself a trip to the underworld."
Meng Xiaoni nodded seriously.
Jiang Jiang bowed to the ghost and phoenix behind him: "Master Guifeng, I'd like to trouble you about the volcano on weekdays. There are limited manpower in the underworld, and the number of ghosts has increased rapidly. The Styx River is now the only way to go. If the magma enters the underworld again The river may capsize."
Guifeng responded.
Seeing the ghost and the phoenix, Jiang Jiang said goodbye to Meng Xiaoni with a smile: "I have notified several hell kings about the man's discovery. Now I should go to work."
Meng Xiaoni and Jiang Jiang waved: "Goodbye."
Jiang Jiang followed suit and waved: "Goodbye."
Meng Xiaoni walked into her hot pot restaurant, looked back to see that Guifeng was still some distance away from her, turned around and took two steps forward, holding Guifeng's hand to enter the door.
Guifeng's hands were very warm.
He struggled so slightly that it was almost undetectable, then stopped moving, looked down at the hands they were holding, and pursed his lips tightly.
With a smile on the corner of Meng Xiaoni's lips, after stepping into the door, she scanned the entire hotpot restaurant first.
The long memory came back gradually, and she always felt that a long, long time had passed, and when she looked at this store again, her memory was a little fuzzy.
Seeing Meng Xiaoni, the gray ghost ghost got up and put the big pots from the hotpot restaurant on the magma stone table one by one.
Qi Yaqiu came out of the back kitchen with Xiao Bailong in his arms, and when he saw Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng, he was slightly surprised: "Where did the little boss go just now? Xiao Bailong was so anxious that he couldn't eat any hot pot."
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Meng Xiaoni looked at Qi Yaqiu and Xiao Bailong.
Qi Yaqiu, with short hair and shattered hair, was wearing shackles, with a bookish air, he was preparing for a ghost messenger, and he was also wearing a sinful body. The surprise in his eyes at this moment is real. As a lucky ghost, he doesn't want his little boss to have an accident.
The young white pterosaur stopped shouting now, flapping its little fleshy wings very eagerly, trying to break free from Qi Yaqiu's restraint, and pounced on Meng Xiaoni.
Qi Yaqiu was no match for Xiao Bailong, so he let go of his hand all of a sudden.
Xiaobailong fell and flew, and threw himself into Meng Xiaoni's arms, turning into a soft bun: "Wow!"
Meng Xiaoni understood Xiao Bailong's cry, stretched out her arms to hug Xiao Bailong, rubbed his head: "Why are you so good at acting like a baby?"
She let go of Guifeng's hand.
Guifeng put her hand back to her side, watching Meng Xiaoni holding Xiaobailong's hand.
In the past, she always said that he loved acting like a baby.
Obviously he didn't.
She let go of her hand to pick up another cub.
Guifeng felt uncomfortable, fixed his eyes on Xiao Bailong, and said, "It's time for the hot pot restaurant to open."
Xiaobailong poked his head out of Meng Xiaoni's arms, feeling aggrieved on Meng Xiaoni's behalf: "You want her to open a shop just after she got lost!"
Meng Xiaoni rubbed the little white dragon again, messing up the two little braids of the little white dragon, and then handed the little guy to Qi Yaqiu: "Don't make trouble, we really should open a shop."
Guifeng raised her chin slightly, and looked at Xiaobailong contemptuously.
The little white dragon who noticed his gaze: "???"
Little Bailong is full of doubts, why is he no longer the favorite dragon in his father's heart when his father goes out to find his mother? It's the same as changing into a phoenix!
Meng Xiaoni went to the kitchen to start work.
Thanks to her human body, she basically didn't make things with her hands before. Now her speed is slower, and she can't remember the recipes a little bit, which is completely normal.
Meng Xiaoni first boiled a pile of pot bottoms for the outside, and slowly regained the feeling she had in the past month.
Then she opened a small pot in the corner, thinking of making a small stove for her own ghosts and phoenixes.
Guifeng leaned against the door, staring at Meng Xiaoni all the time.
Little Bailong looked at Guifeng, then at Meng Xiaoni, turned into a dragon and hung on Qi Yaqiu's neck, muttering softly, "What's wrong?"
Qi Yaqiu led Xiao Bailong outside: "When you grow up, you will feel right."
Little White Dragon was confused.
The food in the underworld is subtly different from that in the human world.
Fish balls, meat balls, and shrimp balls are all easy to say. They look strange and look like minced meat. But complete freshwater and seafood always look different from human products.
Meng Xiaoni took a prawn.
This prawn has three heads, six claws, and a body, and looks like an Asura.
She cleaned the heads of the prawns and cooked porridge, crushed the six hard claws and fried them, then cut the final body into two, took butter and cheese and prepared to make baked prawns with butter and cheese.
Porridge made with the heads of prawns can also be used as a hot pot after cooking. Add some ingredients and cook again. This is a very Cantonese way of eating.
And after frying the six claws, there is another delicious and salty dish.
The last baked shrimp with butter and cheese is a combination of sweet and fresh.
It was the first time for Meng Xiaoni to make this prawn, no matter in her past or present life, so it was a celebration.
After the Nether ghost brought out the hot pot, Meng Xiaoni took the plate and pushed the small table in front of Guifeng.
She equipped Guifeng with forks, chopsticks, spoons, and small bowls. She piled up a complete set of equipment and tossed two chairs, one for Guifeng and one for herself: "Supper."
Guifeng looked at the dishes on the table in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the chopsticks and forks.
Meng Xiaoni took a bowl and a spoon, and scooped up a bowl of soup for Guifeng.
Guifeng ate quietly, while Meng Xiaoni rested her chin and quietly watched him eat.
The prawns were originally fresh and tender, and the meat was very elastic. The only downside is probably that there is too much meat, and when it is thick, it tastes a bit bland. But after adding butter cheese, the original blandness disappeared, and there was a burst of sweetness in the mouth.
After chewing twice, the sweetness spreads from the tip of the tongue to the bottom of the heart, and blooms into small flowers. This kind of flower is not the national color of the peony, which is generous and gorgeous, but a small roadside wild flower with shyness. It will shake twice in the spring breeze to show its own joy.
Looking at it, Meng Xiaoni suddenly laughed.
Guifeng just finished eating the whole body of the prawn, and looked at Meng Xiaoni with some doubts.
Meng Xiaoni smiled: "I used to think it was very interesting to raise you, but now I think it is really interesting to feed you."
Guifeng savored the taste of the prawns, took the bowls and chopsticks beside her, and drank the porridge slowly.
After drinking a little and a half, he said, "There is still a dragon that can be fed in the future."
Meng Xiaoni: "He is different from you."
Guifeng lowered her eyes and continued to drink porridge: "They all belong to the unique race, what's the difference?"
Meng Xiaoni felt that there were so many differences, too numerous to count.
Thousands of years have passed, and it is doomed that Guifeng is completely different in her heart. Of course it's not some irresponsible words like willing to die for him, it's just that Meng Xiaoni would be willing to hand over her back to Guifeng.
She placed all her bets on Guifeng.
The ghost phoenix didn't get an answer for a while, and looked up at Meng Xiaoni: "Compared to the unknown species of phoenix, the white dragon of the winged family is more rare?"
Meng Xiaoni held her chin and tilted her head: "No."
She smiled: "You are my phoenix, and he is our little white dragon. This is the biggest difference."
After speaking, Meng Xiaoni's face became a little hot.
In the past, there was no sense of shame at all, even if she threw off her skirt and jumped around, she didn't feel anything. Now she said such a sentence that was almost exactly the same as before, but she felt that what she said was too...
Too good at provoking ghosts and phoenixes.
Of course, even so, Meng Xiaoni didn't want to take back her words, let alone back off.
As a human being, she would be a little bit reconciled, unwilling to be reconciled to the gap with Guifeng. But obviously Guifeng is unique to her, and she is also unique to Guifeng. The two of them are the most irreplaceable existence of each other.
The light porridge suppresses the sweetness of the prawns just now, but the sweetness of the porridge is more ferocious than the sweetness of the prawns just now.
After hearing Meng Xiaoni's words, Guifeng looked at Meng Xiaoni's bright eyes and that cheek that was reddened by the magma, and gave a low "hmm".
Thousands of years later, he finally agreed with this sentence.
He ate all the food on the table, leaving nothing behind.
The shells were thrown into the lava to be destroyed, and the table was cleared.
Meng Xiaoni saw that Guifeng had finished eating, so she was happy to continue making hot pot.
She hasn't fully grasped the balance between an ordinary human race and a soul with asymmetrical power.
It was a wise move for Hades to ask her to cook hot pot.
Guifeng continued to watch Meng Xiaoni making hot pot after eating supper.
Outside, Xiao Bailong smelled the smell of hot pot, grabbed Qi Yaqiu's shoulder, and peeked into the kitchen: "...I want to go in for supper."
Qi Yaqiu patted the little white dragon: "It's not good today, let's do it tomorrow."
Xiao Bailong was very wronged.
Xiao Bailong said: "Why can't my parents have slept in it?"
Qi Yaqiu laughed: "Why are you jealous at such a young age? You are always pestering the little boss, and Lord Guifeng will be jealous too."
A question mark appeared on Xiao Bailong's head: "Jealous? I eat hot pot dipping sauce without vinegar."
Qi Yaqiu touched Xiao Bailong's head: "It's different when you're an adult. Once you get jealous, those jars won't be enough."
In the kitchen, Mr. Guifeng, who had just straightened the jar of vinegar, really poured a few jars in his heart just now.
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