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

God knows why a phoenix is ​​vaccinated.

It was also the first time that Guifeng knew that he could lie about a hot pot meal.

This may be growth.

Guifeng, who had passed the growth stage, thought blankly, calmly pecking at the tofu in his bowl.

delicious.

Meng Xiaoni smelled the smell of hot pot for a day, thinking that she must not be able to eat hot pot at all. Who knows if it is really cooked and eaten, she still eats deliciously. The taste of the spicy pot bottom was much better than she thought.

Meng's father and Meng's mother didn't expect it to be the same-the first time his daughter tried to make hot pot ingredients, the final result was such an unexpected success.

They tentatively brushed a piece of bean curd.

There are many types of tofu in hot pot restaurants.

The bean curd of Meng's father and Meng's mother is fried bean curd. Fry the tofu skins originally bought in the market in a frying pan, and then put them in a hot pot. The tofu skin itself is cooked, and the toughness and chewiness of the fried tofu skin is different from the original tofu skin, and it is easy to be soaked into a lot of soup.

Deep-fried bean curd with spicy hot pot, put in your mouth, it is simply a boutique on earth. Especially when the bottom of the hot pot is delicious, the slightly chewy tofu skin is more delicious than vegetables soaked in soup.

People who have never eaten tofu can't imagine this taste. Whoever makes bean curd is too ordinary, ordinary oil balls, fried dough sticks, etc. can easily rob people's attention than it.

Father Meng put a piece of fried bean curd into his mouth, chewed twice, and couldn't help nodding.

The tofu skin that hasn't been dipped in sauce is full of spicy hot pot soup base.

The spice flavor in the bottom of the pot does not dominate the flavor. The flavor of the soup after drinking is more rich and mellow. The chewy texture of the tofu skin and the hot enough soup base can only be evaluated as "delicious".

Mengmu tasted a piece of tofu skin, and soon nodded again and again.

Judging from the current taste of this pot, it is absolutely successful.

A few people order food quickly, and it tastes fast.

Meng Xiaoni added soup halfway, and a group of people continued to eat.

Hot pot soup is also divided into red soup and clear soup, and some shops even choose to add water directly to the pot. The most important point of adding soup is to ensure that the bottom of the pot after adding the soup and the original bottom of the pot will not have too much taste error. .

If a spicy pot is added with clear soup to prevent it from being too salty, it will easily lead to the reduction of the spicy flavor. It's like drinking water when your mouth is hot. It tastes strange.

Of course Meng Xiaoni chose to add red soup.

The red soup in the hot pot restaurant is lighter than the bottom of the pot, but it is definitely not too light.

After she added, everyone didn't think there was a big problem, and they still ate very happily. Until the end, they really couldn't hold it. Several people stopped and ate the fruit as a digestion.

Father Meng touched his head very much: "The taste is really good."

Mengmu seconded: "If this taste is stabilized, I think it is also possible."

Meng Xiaoni smiled and curled her eyes: "Yeah."

The ghost and phoenix pecked the ice-cold lychees: there are more types of fruits in the world than in the underworld.

After tiring all day, Meng Xiaoni lay flat on the bed after taking a shower, feeling that her hands were a little soft.

She did not receive a call today.

Seems?

Meng Xiaoni took the mobile phone in hand and confirmed once again that there were no missed calls or unread text messages today.

There are no missed calls, and several missed short messages, all of which are spam.

She threw the phone to the side and yawned slightly.

Guifeng walked around on her bed, striding forward, looking very funny.

After yawning, Meng Xiaoni turned her head to look at Guifeng, not understanding what the little parrot was doing.

Guifeng walked to one side, turned around, and continued to move forward.

Go to the end, turn around, continue to move forward.

Meng Xiaoni seemed to feel even more sleepy.

Tilting her head in a daze, she closed her eyes unknowingly and slid into sleep.

After walking there for a long time, Guifeng finally digested some of the food in his stomach and recovered part of his energy. Looking back, it found that Meng Xiaoni had fallen asleep, and the quilt had not been covered at all.

Not only was the quilt not covered, but Meng Xiaoni was also pressed under her body.

If Meng's father and Mengmu saw this situation, she would quietly cover Meng Xiaoni with her quilt.

But Guifeng is not Meng's father and Meng's mother.

It flew up to Meng Xiaoni's belly, stepped on her soft belly, squatted down and pecked.

Meng Xiaoni dreamt that she was walking into the darkness. Very dark, very dark, the kind of black without a little light.

It seems that something is about to burst out of my stomach!

This feeling is extremely subtle and frightening. She woke up suddenly, touched her stomach, and then grabbed a fluffy hand.

The fluff on one hand when she was in fear made her scalp numb more than not catching anything. Meng Xiaoni was frightened and sweated on the spot.

The ghost phoenix who was suddenly caught, said with difficulty: "...Human, I suggest you let me go."

Hearing the familiar crisp sound, Meng Xiaoni hurriedly let go, and exhaled: "It scared me to death, I thought something was going to pop out of my stomach."

Guifeng was caught and his feathers were all messed up. It was a little annoyed and jumped to the side, mending its feathers with its mouth: "Get into your quilt and sleep."

"Huh?" Meng Xiaoni watched Guifeng combing her feathers blankly. After a while, she opened her eyes and reacted, "I just fell asleep."

Meng Xiaoni was quite sober after being so scared.

She obeyed Guifeng's words, got into the quilt and lay down, closed her eyes and squinted for a while, then opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

After combing the feathers, Guifeng walked to the side of Meng Xiaoni's head, lying down very naturally, especially like a "strike on the street" posture, which is completely different from the normal parrot sleeping position.

As Guifeng's head was facing Meng Xiaoni, Meng Xiaoni turned her head to see Guifeng's red eyes.

"Do you want a small pillow?" Meng Xiaoni asked Guifeng again.

Guifeng: "Turn off the lights and sleep with you."

Meng Xiaoni, who couldn't satisfy her idea of ​​feeding, stretched out her hand to turn off the light: "Good night."

Guifeng: "...good night."

Meng Xiaoni was really exhausted, and soon fell asleep again.

Without the toss of ghosts and phoenixes, Meng Xiaoni did not have dreams or nightmares this time. She gradually moved from shallow sleep to deep sleep, completely losing consciousness.

Guifeng closed his eyes and fell asleep together.

Time stepped towards twelve o'clock in the evening.

When the breeze blew, Guifeng opened his eyes and looked at the human form gradually appearing in the house.

This man is full of nobility, wearing a black robe with a series of red stamens dotted on the robe. The clothes that were almost dragged to the ground just didn't cover his pair of pointed shoes with slightly raised toes.

He has a beardless face, a majestic appearance, and a sharp eyebrow, which makes people consciously trembled at the first glance, reflecting on themselves. But looking closely at this person, he unexpectedly saw a little kindness in his eyebrows, the opposite of his face.

The person hasn't spoken yet, but he has his hands behind his back, and his straight back looks like an official accent.

Guifeng didn't say anything, but gave a cold snort.

"It's not suitable to travel today." The first sentence of this person's mouth was utterly uttering, "I will come out for you myself."

Guifeng felt that he was "bashing on the street" lying down very imperious, kicked his calf and stood up: "Is there anything I can disturb King Yama to come here in person?"

If there is an ordinary person, his eyes will be widened in amazement, and the appearance and clothes of the Yama King will surely be amazed by the attitude of the two of them.

This is a bit different from the legend.

But there was no normal person present.

King Yama was quite polite to ghost and phoenix: "The local government and the world are now more and more strict. You can't leave home with your seniority. This volcanic eruption..."

Guifeng looked at King Yama: "It's my shit?"

As King Yama was about to speak, Guifeng said again: "It's your shit?"

Yama King: "..."

If this simple and rude conversation is heard by the ghosts of the underworld, I'm afraid it will be a fan. This image does not match the inner reality.

King Yama thinks this is not good: "It's not..."

Guifeng reminded him: "Everything is not suitable for traveling today."

Yama King: "..."

So he should not come out today.

King Yama thought about the explanations of other Yamas in the underworld, and he couldn't help sighing deeply: "Then you shouldn't come to Xiaomeng either."

Guifeng knew that Meng Xiaoni was special.

He flew onto the quilt raised by Meng Xiaoni and raised his head arrogantly. He smelled like a fox, a tiger, and a bully: "What? The king of rotation called you? That smiling tiger is not a good person."

King Yama: "...He hasn't been a man for many years."

Guifeng: "..."

This is not the point at all.

The wheel king is the Yama in charge of the tenth temple among the ten temples, and the Yama is in charge of the fifth temple. While performing their duties, there are also more exchanges on related matters.

The two of them were very clear about the relationship between the Ten Temples, and they didn't mention the rotation king.

King Yama has just won a game in words, and now he can talk to Ghost Phoenix: "The world is developing more and more rapidly, and the underworld is the same. For the ghost world, every powerful action can easily lead to hardships. The stable balance point is again unbalanced."

He looked at the ghost and phoenix, and persuaded in a soft voice.

Guifeng's small eyes carried a slight contempt.

The tone of King Yama gradually became friendly: "You are a phoenix. You have experienced the battle between dragons and phoenixes and the fall of the gods. You should know the principle of conservation."

The truth is indeed understood by everyone.

Guifeng said: "King Yama, not everyone can be like you. The King of Ten Temples, only you are in charge of Wangxiangtai. Only you are watching everything in the world, and you are still calm."

The Yama king avoided Wangxiangtai and asked Guifeng with some doubts: "With your abilities, it is not difficult to borrow one from the underworld to the earth. But why did you come here? Why did you come here? By Xiao Meng?"

"It's a private matter to come to the world." Guifeng replied to King Yama's question, "It was an accident to meet Po Meng."

It returned to the place where it lay just now: "You should go back. The dignified Hades runs around at will. What kind of thing is this? The underground palace will be finished sooner or later."

Yama King got an answer that was not an answer, but he finally laughed.

He knew that no matter how many words he could ask, he immediately gave his hand, and then naturally returned to the underworld.

Guifeng continued to fall down and closed his eyes: the bed was really soft.