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

A new day, a new beginning.

Meng Xiaoni got up from the bed, and the first thought when she opened her eyes was to see yesterday's little parrot.

She turned to look at where Guifeng slept.

Nothing at all.

Meng Xiaoni was shocked and immediately got up from the bed and looked at her entire bedroom.

"How can human beings sleep so much?"

Standing on the cabinet by the window, Guifeng asked Meng Xiaoni in confusion. Like a peach, it is exposed to masculinity, and its feathers are slightly curled, full of beauty.

Meng Xiaoni looked at such a small and cute ghost and phoenix, and subconsciously replied, "Cats and koalas sleep longer than humans."

Ghost Phoenix flapped its wings and flew over Meng Xiaoni's head: "Then why don't you learn biology with other people? The kind that only sleeps three or four hours a day."

Meng Xiaoni felt her head sink: "...I'm so sorry to be born."

After hearing this, Guifeng's paw moved slightly: "Don't be sorry. It means you like humans."

Meng Xiaoni got up from the bed. In order not to disturb the ghost and phoenix, she chose to move her head motionlessly: "I really like people."

Guifeng snorted softly.

This crisp voice snorted softly, as if acting like a baby from his throat.

Obviously the tone is still in the second grade, but Meng Xiaoni's heart is still happy, and the corners of her lips rise unconsciously.

She moved to the bathroom, took the toothbrush, and started brushing her teeth in the mirror.

In the mirror, Meng Xiaoni was looking at Guifeng, and Guifeng herself was looking at herself.

It looked at itself, waved its wings, tilted its head, and stood up and kicked its feet.

A series of actions made Meng Xiaoni firm in her heart.

You can make money if you don't have enough money. She has seen such a cute ghost phoenix until now!

After washing her face, Meng Xiaoni returned to her room and looked at the itinerary originally planned today.

"Originally I planned to start looking for design and building materials from yesterday. Looking at it now, I can bring up the hot pot base." Meng Xiaoni turned on the computer and modified a little on the schedule.

She also added the issue of "raising ghosts and phoenixes" to her schedule.

"Wait for Uncle Lu's design."

"Waiting for the delivery of Guifeng things."

"Waiting for the notice from the Forestry Bureau."

Meng Xiaoni marked it on the small yellow strip, and then focused on selecting the "hot pot bottom material."

I usually go to a hot pot restaurant and watch the bottom of the hot pot come up. Everyone sees peppers and peppers. The aroma came out, everyone was naturally distracted by these divisions, and they would not go into details about how many things are in the bottom of the pot.

Only those who really do catering know how troublesome it is to make a qualified hot pot base.

The most basic requirement for a good spicy pot bottom is to cook for two hours, and the red, bright and oily pot bottom will not fade the slightest due to the ingredients and soup.

In the small hot pot restaurant in Meng Xiaoni's home, the hot pot base used directly is also divided into two types.

One is made at home, and the other is the ordinary pot bottom supplied by the manufacturer.

Today, Meng Xiaoni plans to make a brand new hot pot base.

This is an exclusive secret recipe that she came up with by referring to the many hot pot restaurants she had eaten, and then referring to her homemade hot pot bottom.

As for whether it tastes good or not, she has not tried it formally.

Because it takes a very long time to make a hot pot base, a lot of ingredients are needed, and the requirements for the venue are high. As a student, Meng Xiaoni has to focus on her studies, so she has no chance to do this so far. Kind of try.

As for when Meng Xiaoni was at home...

Meng's father and Meng's mother always thought that children should study hard, what should they mess about?

So Meng Xiaoni was stunned until she "graduated from school", and then she had the opportunity to go home and "decently toss".

She printed out the materials needed for the hot pot base and chose to go downstairs to start work.

Meng's father and Mengmu's shop opened very casually.

They knew that Meng Xiaoni was very excited today and wanted to make hot pot bottoms, so they turned around and pulled two mahjong around at the door.

While playing mahjong, the two of them were still talking about Meng Xiaoni in the kitchen.

"Did the little girl used to learn?"

"Now that she has learned well, she can do it if she wants to. She told us about it when she graduated."

"It's the same as going out to find a job. You may not make more money than opening a store. Let me tell you, first..."

After rubbing Mahjong, he turned his head and became a gossip concentration camp again.

The excitement outside is the excitement of the adults. In the kitchen, Meng Xiaoni started making hot pot ingredients very seriously.

She threw Guifeng upstairs, wearing a large apron and a very clean new chef hat on her head, which looked very formal.

The surrounding area is filled with all kinds of cloth bags, as well as a long row of large bottles and cans. These bags and bottles contained all the materials Meng Xiaoni waited to put in the pot.

The bottom material of each hot pot restaurant is different.

To really make a shop, we must first ensure the stability of the taste.

The precise ratio of hot pot bottom materials can ensure the stability of the taste.

Just like the two world-renowned fried chicken brands, and also like the world-renowned beverage brands, these stores have been enduring for a long time, and the number of stores has been increasing, mostly because they maintain the "stability" of the daily taste.

"Spices should be prepared with white peony, bay leaves, pepper, white pepper, cumin, cinnamon, cloves, star anise, cinnamon, cardamom..." Meng Xiaoni counted them one by one, weighed the required spices, and threw them in the same proportions. In the powder machine.

Quietly entering the kitchen, Guifeng, who was squatting on a hidden height, looked down at so many things, shook his body, and wanted to sneeze.

It is now questioning itself: Why on earth should it follow to the kitchen secretly.

Meng Xiaoni continued to collect materials: "Chinese pepper, watercress, hot sauce, dried chili, onion, ginger, garlic, rock sugar..."

She cut and arranged these things separately, and then put them in the pot and fry them.

Then comes the seasoning: "Yellow wine, white wine, rice wine..."

Guifeng watched Meng Xiaoni choose the ingredients, feeling that it was not like making hot pot bottoms, but more like alchemy.

Does a hot pot need so many things to add?

Meng Xiaoni hummed and took out the oil: "Butter and clean oil!"

She looked at the materials that were barely prepared, relieved a little, turned her head and looked at the list of ingredients she had recorded, recalled and counted the steps and materials just now: "Well, complete."

The ingredients are ready, the next step is to cook.

Boil the oil, fry, add the ingredients after appropriate cooling, stir the whole bottom of the pot, mix the oil and spices every three hours.

Meng Xiaoni spent a whole day just to boil a pot of hot pot ingredients.

This hot pot base material is not only to be used in the store, but also to be sold in the long run.

She is now sweaty on her forehead, and the color of the mess of ingredients rubbed on her face and body. The original clean apron and hat gradually became greasy and yellowed.

People looked very embarrassed, and the bottom of the pot looked quite successful.

Guifeng can smell the scent from the bottom of the pot.

There is nothing edible in it, but it can make people hungry.

The butter completely bakes the flavor of the spices, and because it contains a lot of wine, it is more delicious.

Guifeng can even imagine that the soup base is so rich that after the ingredients are put down, it can enclose every food and bring a mellow taste into every diner's mouth. With a little chewing, the taste of food is mixed with the taste of juice, and the salty and spicy dipping sauce is added, and the taste buds burst.

There is the smell of soul in the hot pot.

Meng Xiaoni is not a talented chef, but she is special.

Guifeng stretched his feathers slightly.

There are fewer and fewer omissions between the human world and the ghost world, and the ghosts left behind in the world are basically just the kind that refuse to go down and reincarnate and can't hurt people.

The bottom of this pot can attract, besides myself, there are those hungry and ordinary ghosts.

Incense in the world leads to Yin and Yang.

Only when yin and yang are connected, all kinds of food in the world can be eaten by those ghosts.

Some ghosts can eat several big meals every year, and some ghosts never eat a bite of human food after becoming ghosts.

No one thought that there is still Meng Xiaoni in the world.

She hasn't cooked much since she was a child, and she has never been exposed by the ghosts that she found.

Guifeng retracted his wings again and assumed a squatting posture: It was none of his business anyway.

Anyway, the ten Hades are all stupid.

Ah.

Meng Xiaoni still didn't know the twists and turns of the personal and ghost world.

At the moment, she just thinks about making her own hot pot base, and promoting her own hot pot restaurant.

This hot pot has the taste of Meng's family. Under her research, she will definitely get to the next level.

After all the hot pot bottoms are cooked, the temperature has to be lowered.

Finally, since these primers are made of butter, they become paste-like. After cutting into pieces, eat hot pot later, put it in the pot and boil and add the soup, which can be used at any time.

After Meng Xiaoni made a whole pot of hot pot bottoms, she felt that the labor was too tired.

It is no wonder that major brand stores prefer to adopt machine methods when they are rich.

It's clean, fast, and cost-effective, far more cost-effective than doing it all day.

"It's great to have money." Meng Xiaoni stretched her body and sighed a little enviously. "If you have money, these studies will show you the profits and losses, and you can still mass produce them immediately."

It won't be like she is now, just a little bit of money for store decoration.

She cleaned her hands, took out a slice of hot pot bottom material, and put it in the hot pot on the side.

The oily lumps full of ingredients look very exciting.

"...Well, after smelling this smell for a day, I don't want to eat it anymore." Meng Xiaoni was a little bit distressed, "Would you like to make a bowl of noodles tonight?"

Guifeng flew to Meng Xiaoni's head from a high place: "Boil hot pot, I want to eat."

As it said, it pecked Meng Xiaoni's hat.

Meng Xiaoni was shocked. Only then did she realize that the ghost and phoenix were there: "Why are you in the kitchen? Then I made this hot pot base for nothing and need to disinfect it again?"

Guifeng: "...I'm not sick!!"

This is not because it says that if you are not sick, you are not sick!

When Meng Xiaoni thought that she had been tired for a day, she had done all the useless work, her eyes dimmed suddenly, her mouth was silent.

Seeing that Meng Xiaoni didn't speak or move, Guifeng bowed his head and pecked at someone.

Meng Xiaoni sighed and picked up her things.

Hearing this long sigh, after a long time, Guifeng uttered the first lie since seeing Meng Xiaoni in his immature voice: "I have been vaccinated."

Meng Xiaoni had a meal: "Really?"

Guifeng stared at the hot pot below: "Really."

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