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

Meng Xiaoni can see ghosts.

This is the reason why she was abandoned, and also the reason why she deliberately avoided many people and unconsciously refused to get close to others.

Just like people who are doing fun, they rarely have much social interaction with others. Everyone seems to avoid such things imperceptibly, and it always feels unlucky.

Meng Xiaoni was able to **** when she was a child. When she was in the orphanage, she was thinking about going to the funeral home as she grew up. The salary was quite high.

Then she gave up.

Because she likes people and the fresh air in them.

Ghosts are different from people. Ghosts are used to shady places. The sky is so big that they can walk and float, so they can't make up that kind of "lively" feeling.

Even when the ghost door opens, a group of ghosts gather together, which can only give Meng Xiaoni a sense of "coolness", not a sense of "liveness".

She left the train station and got on the bus.

After half an hour, Meng Xiaoni finally arrived at her destination, her small restaurant.

Meng Xiaoni suspects that all the small restaurants in the world are restaurants downstairs and people living upstairs.

She pulled her luggage to the door of the store and poked her head inside: "Mom, Dad."

At this point in time, the people who ate hot pot are basically gone. There is only one old customer in the store who is drinking with hot pot and turning to look at the door: "Isn't this Xiao Meng! I went home so early?"

Meng Xiaoni smiled at the person: "Hello, uncle. I graduated, so I'm back now."

"All of you graduated from college? When I saw you last time or when I was in high school?" the old customer sighed.

Meng Xiaoni moved the box into the store, raised her head and glanced at her store's unchanged front, nodded: "Yes. I will come back for the New Year after four years of university. A high-speed rail ticket is too expensive."

The cheapest second-class seats cost five to six hundred, and one round trip costs one thousand.

The old guest was speechless: "This life is too fast."

Meng Xiaoni looked up the stairs: "Where is my mom and my dad?"

The old guest clicked upstairs: "Your mother is upstairs. Your dad is out."

Meng Xiaoni was self-reliant and carried her box and schoolbag upstairs: "Uncle, you continue to eat, I will go up and put things away."

The old customer nodded.

Meng Xiaoni moved the box upstairs, and met Mengmu head-on.

Meng Xiaoni, who was adopted by Meng's mother after her 30th birthday, is not too young now, and she doesn't pay much attention to maintenance. As soon as she saw Meng Xiaoni, folds appeared on her face immediately: "Why did Xiao Nizi come back so early?"

Meng Xiaoni smiled shyly at Meng's mother: "You graduated. Didn't I call and say to come back today?"

Mother Meng patted her head: "Oh, I just forgot. This year, small restaurants have become popular. People from other places try to eat them all at home, and there are many people here. Didn't you just graduate from high school a few days ago? Those high school students All run here."

In recent years, tourism has indeed been developed everywhere.

Meng Xiaoni nodded: "This is not very good. We don't have to advertise specifically when we look back."

Mother Meng rubbed her hands in a simple manner and smiled: "You have a lot of spooky ideas. You are the smartest in our house, and this shop will depend on you in the future."

Many people in the shops were renting at the time. Meng's mother and Meng's father didn't know what to think at the time. They were heartbroken, frugal, and selling iron, so they bought two shops. Later, there was demolition and relocation, and the opening of the Fengdu high-speed rail.

The Meng's shop looks inconspicuous, but in terms of location, it is expensive.

Meng Xiaoni relied on these two talents in her life to grow up safely.

She definitely nodded: "Yeah."

Mother Meng was very pleased, and she stepped forward and pulled Meng Xiaoni’s luggage: "Come on, see what you don’t want in your room? Clean up. You have not lived this year, and the changes in your house have changed a lot."

Having not seen her daughter for a year, Meng's mother talked about a lot of trivial things.

For example, she made a special trip for a carpenter to make a bookcase for Meng Xiaoni.

For example, the family downstairs tried a new hot pot dipping sauce, and I heard that the one with a lot of beef scraps is popular on the market.

Each piece is full of life's fireworks.

Meng Xiaoni listened, her eyes turned into crescent moons.

This is why she likes people.

After talking about it, Mother Meng transferred the words from the room to the store, and then said: "Let's think with your dad, you will come back to open the store after graduation, afraid that your partner will be difficult to find. So she took some money and bought a new set. The house. It’s a flat one and it will be delivered next year. If you get married in the future, you will feel confident."

Meng Xiaoni was stunned.

Mengmu's words are like buying a house and buying vegetables.

But Meng Xiaoni knew that the money to buy a house might be all the savings in the family.

She didn't even ask her family for money at university, so she hoped that the two elders could save money for retirement. She was only allowed to be a man at the age of 30. When the two elders adopted her, they were both in their 30s.

Twenty years have passed, and now they are all in their 50s, reaching the age of retirement.

Meng Xiaoni sniffed and whispered back: "Mom, it's early for me to get married."

She didn't want to leave the second elder at all.

People can become ghosts when they die. When she died, she wanted to be a family with her two elders.

The older generations are so traditional, and they immediately got upset: "Why is it early? This house will not be delivered next year, and it will be renovated, and it will take a year to live after it is decorated. In case you have a boyfriend and want to get married. Now, this house may be too late."

Meng Xiaoni: "...Mom, what if you can't find it?"

When Mother Meng heard this, she suddenly softened her temper: "It's not in a hurry, and I didn't urge you."

Meng Xiaoni nodded her head.

She said to Mengmu earnestly: "The house decoration is coming up slowly, let's do the hot pot restaurant first. There will always be money to decorate the house in the future. I will make a lot of money for you two."

Mother Meng giggled after hearing this: "Okay, make a lot of money."

Mother Meng knew that Meng Xiaoni was serious, but she didn't know how serious Meng Xiaoni was.

When Meng Xiaoni was writing her thesis, she set up a reasonable plan for opening a store by referring to popular online stores and brand stores. She also sought out alumni to design a storefront and collected all kinds of recipes.

It's all about hot pot restaurant recipes.

Now that the shop is still small, the recipes are destined to be carefully selected, which not only reflects the local characteristics, but also tastes delicious.

She did not show it to Mengmu immediately.

Mother Meng has presbyopic eyes, and has never seen such a thing as a project, for a while, she will not be able to understand her at all.

Meng Xiaoni put the things in the room, and Meng's mother cared about her: "Would you like to eat hot pot? Didn't you eat it on the high-speed rail, okay? I talk about the taste of things outside, and I heard that they are tasteless after a bite."

"I ate noodles, fresh shrimp and fish plates, and put our own chili powder." Meng Xiaoni was quite proud.

When Mengmu heard the shrimp and fish plate, she knew that Meng Xiaoni was eating instant noodles.

She hurriedly walked to the door: "You little girl, you really don’t know how to take care of yourself when you are alone. I will give you a hot pot, and you will hurry down to eat. You don’t look at these times. Me and your dad It's going to sleep."

It was completely dark outside.

Meng Xiaoni nodded hurriedly: "I want spicy! I can't sleep if I eat too spicy food at night."

When Meng's mother heard it, she felt sorry for Meng Xiaoni again: "This is always outside, you can't even eat spicy food."

Meng Xiaoni could not laugh or cry.

Fengdu's mild spicy is considered to be very spicy in other places, and peppers and chili peppers are put together for no money. She really felt that she had just come back and was afraid of eating too much at night.

Mother Meng went downstairs, Meng Xiaoni hurriedly opened her box and packed her things out.

Her room was very small, and everything was taken out, and soon it was filled with cabinets and desks.

Seeing that her room could be occupied, she hurried out of the room again, and ran downstairs for supper.

The old guest downstairs is no longer there.

Father Meng just entered the door, holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

When he saw Meng Xiaoni, he hurriedly hid the cigarette in his hand behind his back, his face was serious: "Xiao Nizi is back."

With sharp eyes, Meng Xiaoni saw the cigarette that Father Meng was holding just now, and her face suddenly became serious: "Dad, why are you buying cigarettes again! Didn't you say quit?"

Father Meng winked wildly at his daughter.

However, it was too late.

Mother Meng came out with a hot pot and heard the words from outside: "I knew you were uneasy when you went out! Give me the cigarette! Give me the private money from where it came from!"

Meng Xiaoni stuck her tongue out at Father Meng, and ran to pick up dishes for hot pot.

She could not stop the private money war between the husband and wife.

"This, this, this..." Meng Xiaoni took a small portion of each dish, wanting to taste it.

She just chooses the dishes here, her saliva is about to flow out.

The hot pot in the small restaurant actually tastes very good, the bottom material is all self-studied, and the dipping sauce next to it is the same. If there are a hundred and eighty hot pot restaurants in this street, the bottom materials of each hot pot restaurant are different, and the dipping sauce is all "secret dipping sauce."

Meng Xiaoni put the selected dishes away, and then simply took a dipping sauce dish, returned to the position, rubbed her hands and started eating.

She stretched out her chopsticks, put a piece of hairy belly into the pot, and rinsed it up and down.

The hairy belly is overwhelming, as long as it is blanched in the hot pot, you can eat it. The hairy belly at this moment is the most fresh and tender. It will not be too hot and old, nor will it be too raw. With a little elasticity and chewiness, it **** the sauce in the hot pot and puts it in the dipping sauce dish.

In the mouth, it is slightly hot, slightly spicy, and slightly numb.

After chewing two bites, the whole piece of hairy belly is extremely strong, which is absolutely delicious.

That bit of reddish sesame oil stained Meng Xiaoni's lips red.

She couldn't help but squinted her eyes: Sure enough, only when she goes home can she eat the most authentic hot pot, which is cheap and delicious.

Meng Xiaoni's parents were arguing for a pack of cigarettes for a while, turning around to see her daughter's eyes glowing, eating hotly there, her heart softened.

Her white face, which didn't look like theirs, had the joy they had been expecting and striving for.

Mother Meng finally turned her head back, snorted, and said fiercely: "It's okay to pump, but I found you pumped in front of Xiao Nizi, and I cut your leg!"

Father Meng nodded hurriedly, and answered with a grin.

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