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

Meng Xiaoni has heard of raising cats and dogs, and she wakes up early in the morning either by being trampled on her face or licked by a dog.

But she didn't expect to be woken up in the middle of the night to raise a parrot.

The reason is that a group of ghosts want to come over to brush the boss.

Who is the boss?

She?

She lived as an ordinary person for so long, and was the first time she encountered such a thing as being a boss.

Guifeng Peck woke her up, naturally flew to the window sill, skillfully opened the curtain with his paw, and looked out the window.

For a group of ghosts, a street is too short.

They soon came downstairs at Meng Xiaoni Hot Pot Restaurant.

"Look, parrot!" One of the ghosts lit the parrot on the windowsill and exclaimed in surprise, "So beautiful!"

The ghost phoenix on the windowsill is indeed beautiful.

In the night, its beauty value is not much less than during the day. Fluffy peach feathers, small body. Mainly a temperament, that is unmatched by ordinary parrots.

Guifeng turned to look at Meng Xiaoni who was struggling to get up on the bed: "They're here."

Meng Xiaoni got out of bed hurriedly, stepped on her slippers, came to the window, and looked down.

A group of guys downstairs, who are extremely complicated in dress, who are not serious ghosts when they are gathered together, are getting together, like elephants watching the zoo, pointing upstairs.

These old ghosts, such as Lord Lu and Zheng Zi, must be 50 or 60. Younger, about seven or eight years old. Dressed in retro style, wearing old-fashioned clothes from the 1960s, and wearing a hat like the Shanghai Song and Dance Troupe. Dressed in a more fashionable style, a non-mainstream sequin strap, with braids still blooming on the head.

She took a breath.

So many ghosts together? !

If she hadn't known that the ghost now could not touch anything, she would have panicked and was scared to death.

She hurriedly opened the window and whispered to Master Lu who was outside: "Master Lu, what are you doing with so many ghosts?"

In the quiet night, her low voice was very clear.

Master Lu, who stood at the forefront, did not look at Meng Xiaoni, but instead looked at the ghost phoenix beside Meng Xiaoni vigilantly. He didn't answer Meng Xiaoni's words immediately, and waited for someone to call him in a low voice, before slowly speaking, "Let's have hot pot."

Meng Xiaoni: "......?"

Guifeng: "...?"

The ghosts around Master Lu nodded their heads, and were very polite to Meng Xiaoni, with smiles on their faces.

"Xiao Nizi, we just came to have a hot pot. I heard that ghosts can eat, right?"

"I disturb you doing business during the day, and at night you see how coincidental we are."

"Yes. We are all good ghosts."

"In terms of economic benefits, a hot pot restaurant has a high turnover rate, and its revenue will increase sharply. Your hot pot restaurant closed too early."

A ghost, just like a vegetable market.

If it weren't for Meng Xiaoni's hearing, someone would yell: "Can't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Master Lu looked straight, and his gaze shifted to Meng Xiaoni: "Little Nizi. Look, I have brought you all the guests."

Meng Xiaoni wanted to speak but stopped.

The ghost and phoenix, who was watching, said at this moment: "Ghosts can't eat the food of the world at will. Especially these foods do not belong to you."

The ghosts below looked at each other.

Is this bird talking so slippery?

Zheng Zi asked Master Lu in a low voice: "Lu Zi, is this the monster you said?"

Master Lu responded in a low voice.

At night, at such a distance on the first floor, Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng heard it clearly no matter how quietly they were.

The wings of the ghost and phoenix moved slightly, thinking that he could not deal with humans at will, is it possible to be climbed up by this group of ghosts?

"I have a question." Meng Xiaoni who was lying on the window suddenly said.

Guifeng stopped and turned his head slightly, ready to hear what Meng Xiaoni had to say.

The group of ghosts looked at Meng Xiaoni with anticipation. As far as this group of ghosts is concerned, the monsters have not seen it, and it is worthwhile to see "people who can see ghosts".

Meng Xiaoni saw all the ghosts looking at herself, and immediately said something she thought was very important: "You come to me to eat hot pot, what do you use to pay for it?"

Ghosts: "..."

The scene fell silent for a while.

The ghost phoenix gathered his wings, walked two steps toward the window proudly, looked at the ghosts condescendingly, and made a clear sentence: "Poor ghost."

Ghosts: "..."

Meng Xiaoni is really confused.

It's not impossible to do a ghost business.

For Meng Xiaoni, there are two most important issues: one is who pays, and the other is how to deal with the food.

The ghost eats things in the world, and the things in the world don't just disappear directly.

What do you do with so many things?

She never took the initiative to cook something for ghosts, basically because of this.

All the penniless ghosts on the first floor finally recalled the fear of poverty when they were alive.

A ghost wearing gold and silver tremblingly raised his hand: "Mingbi..."

Meng Xiaoni is sincere: "I won't accept it."

Ghosts: "..."

All the ghosts looked at Lord Lu one after another.

Master Lu straightened his neck: "Look at what I'm doing? Can't I eat two bites with my son when he eats?"

Row.

Of course.

"Oh, I'll go back and try to dream... Find my grandson to have a meal."

"Let me find my mother!"

"I, I am alone!"

"When my family comes to eat, I treat."

A group of ghosts discussed one after another.

Meng Xiaoni thinks about the situation of her hot pot restaurant: "...I didn't make so many pot bottoms. I boiled a pot that day, and my parents did it later. In addition, my house will be renovated later."

When the seven or eight-year-old kid in the ghost heard it, he burst into tears on the spot.

A ghost next to Meng Xiaoni explained to Meng Xiaoni: "Although the ghost can't shed tears, he is really crying."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

A ghost raised his hand slightly: "Well, even if we really come to eat during the day. The little boss can't stop us."

Meng Xiaoni was startled slightly.

Indeed, if she made hot pots herself, then these hot pots would be eaten by both humans and ghosts. She can't touch ghosts, and of course she can't control them. They eat if they want to come in, and leave if they want to leave.

She can do nothing.

Master Lu turned his head and glared at the ghostly cleverness: "Just your mind is fast! You have to pay attention to the rules when you are a ghost, do you understand?"

Ghost Clever was reprimanded, and said, "I've been a ghost, what rules do you still pay attention to?"

Humans have various constraints, and ghosts also have them, but those constraints of ghosts are far different from those of human beings.

Guifeng clearly knows the rules of the underworld: "Everything you did for ghosts is recorded in the first hall of the underworld. After you go to the underworld, you will be accounted for."

The ghost whispered softly: "Then I won't be able to go to the underworld."

Guifeng sneered.

God knows how a parrot makes a sneer.

Basically, the ghosts did not go to the underworld or delayed to go to the underworld for various reasons. This sneer declared that there was no real word, but it was on the cusp of their hearts. The smile made them look complicated.

Meng Xiaoni hadn't heard any ghosts talk about the underworld.

She tilted her head slightly and asked the ghost and phoenix curiously: "Couldn't the ghost never go to the underworld?"

Guifeng replied: "Have you seen a few hundred-year-old ghosts? None of the dead below are more than one hundred years old."

All the ghosts thought about it, and at this moment they were shocked that Guifeng said it was true.

They really haven't seen a ghost over a hundred years old!

Master Lu now affirmed: "You are so familiar with the underworld, you must be a monster!"

The ghosts suddenly realized.

Indeed, it is impossible for ordinary people to be so familiar with the underworld, let alone the unwise animals. This parrot actually knew something about the underworld and could clearly see their existence.

It must be a monster!

Meng Xiaoni blinked: "Ghost Phoenix is ​​a phoenix. Phoenix is ​​a beast, not a monster."

This time it was the ghosts' turn to froze.

There is still a phoenix in this world?

Meng Xiaoni said to the ghost who had a lot of thoughts just now: "If the ghost comes to me to eat directly, you won't pay. Guifeng will do it. Today, Master Lu is here to eat, I forgot to say hello to Guifeng. See you, Master Lu Get angry with Guifeng, right?"

Guifeng's eyes were unpredictable, so he stared at Meng Xiaoni.

What Meng Xiaoni said is the same. Master Lu did see the ghost and phoenix turning into a huge burning bird. Master Lu nodded: "Indeed."

Ghosts don't believe it yet. His eyes rolled a little, and he obviously had his own little nine in his heart.

Guifeng glanced at the ghostly cleverness and shook his wings.

The sky suddenly darkened.

A flaming red burst out of Meng Xiaoni's second floor, breaking through the wall barrier, and extending to an infinite distance.

The high head was raised high, and the sharp bird's beak opened to the sky, letting out a crisp cry.

Meng Xiaoni was on the second floor, surrounded by a large flame.

These fires are not hot, or even just warm.

They wrapped her around her, rolling golden and red waves, as if dancing around her and centered on her. The erupting flame engulfed the heat wave and rushed out.

The faces of those ghosts on the first floor suddenly changed.

The ghosts who originally had other ideas have no other ideas at this moment.

They couldn't help but want to retreat, and even regretted the unexpected thought of coming over to eat hot pot.

This is Phoenix.

This is the chirping sound that a hundred birds Chaofeng would have.

"Dull."

A reprimand, with a slight magnetism, sinks into his head.

Meng Xiaoni opened her eyes wide, but was surprised to find the parrot in the center of the flame. The peach-colored parrot has the same posture as the phoenix. Looking at it this way, could it be that everything in front of me is actually just a false illusion?

Collect the flames.

Guifeng condensed everything and looked at Meng Xiaoni: "I can indeed protect this hot pot restaurant."

The extreme contrast made Meng Xiaoni a little slow to react.

Her eyes floated to those ghosts, and then back to Guifeng.

The small ghost phoenix stood on the windowsill, aggressively: "Here, I'll take care of it."

Meng Xiaoni tilted her head.

At the bottom, Master Lu suffocated his words dryly: "We understand, we understand. Then next time we find a way to eat hot pot. The one who pays will pay."

The ghosts nodded nervously, then bid farewell nervously, and finally left nervously.

Meng Xiaoni, who had been tossed up in the middle of the night, remained in the same place, and the ghost and phoenix who had previously simply closed her eyes to rest.

For some reason, Meng Xiaoni suddenly asked, "Guifeng, do you have no money?"

Guifeng: "..."

The scene fell silent again.

After a long time, Guifeng flew back to the bed without squinting, "You should go to bed."

After speaking, lay flat.

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