My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

Chapter 8

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Meng Xiaoni nestled in the room and checked the information for a long time.

Guifeng next to her took small steps, scanning Meng Xiaoni's entire room, including Meng Xiaoni herself.

Ordinary houses, ordinary people.

I can see ghosts, and the food I make can connect Yin and Yang.

Guifeng decided to live here temporarily.

Guifeng: "I want to drink water."

Meng Xiaoni took the time to find a bowl, and poured a bowl of mineral water for Guifeng.

Guifeng took two sips of water, looked at the hot pot oil on the surface of the water, and fell silent: he didn't wash his mouth.

At the moment, Meng Xiaoni, who is still researching on the temperament of parrots and how to raise them, is in a little distress.

She didn't find out at all whether the Burke's parrot could speak. What if the little guy becomes a little internet celebrity in the future and everyone is shocked by his speech

Furthermore, the first condition for raising parrots is to determine the legal source of parrots. The Burke's parrot suddenly appeared in her shop, and the source is completely unknown.

After thinking for a long time, Meng Xiaoni decided to make a phone call with the Forestry Bureau.

She dialed the number and waited for a while: "Hello, is this the Forestry Bureau? That's right. My name is Meng Xiaoni. Last night, a parrot suddenly appeared in my house. Then..."

Meng Xiaoni briefly explained the cause, process and result of the incident.

The final conclusion: "Now this parrot has come to my house again. I want to keep it a little bit, so I would like to ask how to apply for a certificate."

The Forest Service had been notified earlier that a Burke's parakeet had escaped and could receive a call at any time.

But what they didn't expect was that the parrot escaped and went to the house where it was caught.

How did you know the way

Fengdu is not big, but for a bird, it is not small either.

The staff member was slightly surprised: "It's very difficult for individuals to get this certificate. First of all, if you don't have a veterinarian here, you won't be able to pass this one. Secondly, you need to vaccinate the parrot and check your body. There are requirements for feeding conditions and space."

The staff of the Forestry Bureau made it very clear to Meng Xiaoni: "Personally, I don't recommend keeping parrots here."

Meng Xiaoni's attitude is sincere: "I can go to the veterinarian, and I can take the parrot for physical examination and vaccination. What are the specific requirements for feeding conditions and space? I can arrange it. I just want to raise that one."

The Forestry Bureau still doesn't agree: "You are not a professional. It is inevitable that there will be things you can't notice when raising this. Our certificate is for reproduction. If it is issued randomly, it will be used for parrot reproduction..."

The opening cannot be opened casually, and it will be messed up once it is opened.

Meng Xiaoni did not give up, and communicated with the Forestry Bureau seriously: "This parrot is very smart, very smart, and I like it very much. I will not use it to give birth to a parrot at will."

Guifeng stared at Meng Xiaoni who was on the phone.

The two sides communicated for a long time, and the staff thought for a while before saying that they could help Meng Xiaoni to ask the higher-ups: If only one parrot is raised, can a temporary certificate be issued under the condition that the parrot itself will not affect the society.

If an interim certificate cannot be issued, they will choose to pick up the parrot as soon as possible.

After Meng Xiaoni finished making the phone call, she looked at Xiao Guifeng.

The little guy's feathers are soft and pink, looking like a small toy. It stared at itself with reddish eyes, as if afraid that she would send it away if she changed hands.

Doesn't seem to equal the truth.

Guifeng tilted her head and said, "There is oil in this water."

Meng Xiaoni hurried over to take a look.

A layer of water was missing from the bowl, and a thin layer of red oil floated on top of the water. At first glance, it was the oil from the hot pot just now.

She suddenly realized: "I haven't washed my hair yet!"

Meng Xiaoni hurriedly wiped Guifeng's mouth with a wet tissue, and changed it to a bowl of water.

Hurry up and wash your hair!

Usually, when eating hot pot, she would eat at most one head of hot pot flavor, but today she ate hot pot, and she was hurt by the little parrot so that she experienced hot pot oil once.

She pulled her hair and ran away in a panic with a bath towel.

When Guifeng saw her leave, the whole little fan group walked to the side of the bowl again and continued to drink water.

After taking two sips, it even smashed its mouth.

For a meal in the evening, Meng's family cooked some food, and ate with the extra dishes in the store today.

Meng Xiaoni specially cut a bowl of diced watermelon for Guifeng.

Guifeng lowered her head and carefully pecked at the watermelon, taking two or three mouthfuls at a very fast speed.

Meng's mother was eating there and talking about the gossip she heard just now while playing mahjong. She said in detail that the boy in the street in front had been admitted to a certain school and was going to study abroad, and she talked about a girlfriend who came back and planned to get married in half a year.

Like Guifeng, Meng Xiaoni bowed her head and ate seriously.

The thinking of the older generation is really scary, and the meaning behind the words is frightening.

After a good meal, Meng Xiaoni wore fluffy hair and a pink lace pajamas bought by Meng Mu, preparing to make a nest for Guifeng.

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There are no plane trees.

There is no birdcage for the time being.

There is no bird food or toys for parrots.

She just ordered some of these pieces online, and the store will ship them tomorrow, and the goods will not arrive until the day after tomorrow at the earliest.

She held the cardboard box and wrapped the gap around it with transparent glue: "What color do you like? I have a lot of acrylic paint, and it won't fade when painted."

Guifeng walked over in small steps, glanced at the ugly cardboard box, and moved her wings slightly: "... what is this?"

The cardboard box is the cardboard box used to pack the food when the hot pot restaurant enters the food, and there is a huge food brand logo on it. Inside the box were one or two protruding paper pedals, with two holes punched in the middle, and a rod inserted into it.

Meng Xiaoni smiled at Guifeng, with a little excitement: "Bird's nest. I can sprinkle sawdust in it and spread a small blanket for you. If you like feathers, I'll place an order and buy some in two days. almost there."

Guifeng stared at the extremely crude cardboard box with several holes: "Where do you sleep?"

Meng Xiaoni nodded her bed: "On the bed."

Guifeng's gaze shifted to Meng Xiaoni's bed again.

In a small room, a single bed takes up a lot of space. The girly sheets, the quilt cover printed with small fresh flowers, and the soft and fluffy pillows are all very suitable for girls in their twenties.

Rough cardboard boxes and soft girly beds provide a stark contrast.

The ghost phoenix flapped its wings, flew low onto the bed, occupied Meng Xiaoni's pillow, and raised its pink head with a little arrogance: "I sleep on the bed too."

Meng Xiaoni looked at her pillow, hesitated to speak.

She can't say that people are different from birds.

This seems a bit racist.

Meng Xiaoni looked at the cardboard box in her hand, so she had no choice but to put the cardboard box away.

Guifeng squatted on the pillow, and quietly felt the softness of a pillow with her small tender claws. The pillow was slightly sunken, wrapping Guifeng's delicate little feet, making it feel very comfortable.

It is a little arrogant: "The pillows I have seen before are all square, and the material is mostly jade."

Meng Xiaoni was slightly surprised when she heard this: "I didn't expect you to watch costume dramas before. The scope of your coverage is quite wide."

Ghost Phoenix: "..."

Meng Xiaoni regretted that her original plan for the hut could not be carried out, so she put away the paint that she took out just now to make the bird's nest, and then went back to her bed.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, took the pillow next to her to support her face, looked at the ruby ruby that was occupying the pillow in front of her and refused to move, and asked tentatively, "You won't be on my bed... um... go to the toilet, right?"

This kind of down-to-earth and questioning question was really the first time Guifeng heard it.

The human beings in front of him did not mean any offense.

Guifeng was expressionless, tilted his head and asked back: "...have you ever seen Phoenix go to the bathroom?"

It is so cute when it tilts its head, pink and tender, people can't help but want to rub its little head.

Meng Xiaoni's heart was so soft that she couldn't help tilting her head, and replied with a clever smile, "I've never seen Phoenix."

Ghost Phoenix: "..."

angry.

The ghost phoenix fluttered its wings, huddled up in the corner of the bed against the wall, and said coldly: "You sleep in yours, and I sleep in mine."

It's so cute when you're angry!

Meng Xiaoni looked at the round, pink and tender peach parrot, and thought to herself: Pull the bed, just pull the bed. Isn't it just washing the sheets

In the face of such a cute little parrot, what is a mere bed sheet

Meng Xiaoni completely succumbed to the appearance of the Burke's parrot, no different from ordinary girls who succumbed to cats and dogs.

She leaned forward and leaned next to Guifeng: "Do you want to cover a small blanket? Do you want a small towel to pad the bed? What kind of small pillow do you like? I can look at it for you tomorrow. Don't you?" If you like cardboard boxes, we can build a wooden bird's nest, and I'll find a sycamore tree."

The ghost and phoenix were still there, caught a glimpse of the huge head beside them, and replied slowly: "I first lived on a sycamore tree in the crater. The giant tree covers the sky and blocks the sun, and is not afraid of water and fire..."

Meng Xiaoni thought the tree sounded like a fairy tale: "Where you were originally, did you have a child at home?"

Guifeng turned to look at Meng Xiaoni: "One group."

Meng Xiaoni suddenly said: "No wonder, there are old people and children. They watch costume dramas and cartoons. It must be a family with a scholarly family?"

Ghost Phoenix: "..."

tired.

Communication between humans and birds is exhausting.

It turned its head back and chose to sleep on the bed.

The little wings were folded to cover the body, the little feet were curled up there, and the toes moved slightly.

Meng Xiaonic, whose brain circuit has not been on the same track as the ghost and phoenix, does not feel tired of communicating between humans and birds at all. She just felt that she was amazing, not only could communicate with ghosts, but also talk to such a smart and cute little parrot.

The ghost and phoenix in her eyes met all the necessary conditions for a cute pet.

so cute.

Meng Xiaoni rolled her eyes with a smile.

Everything about this trip home made her happy.

She went to the bedside and turned off the light, got into her bed, and said to Guifeng next to her, "Good night."

Guifeng lay there too lazy to move.

It doesn't actually need to sleep at all.

Thinking of Meng Xiaoni's special nature, after a while, Guifeng barely choked out a sentence: "Good night."