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

Thanks to modern technological progress.

Xiao Yi was getting closer and closer to his destination.

"Gurulu—"

Along the way, Xiao Yi saw a small vendor beside the road: "Boss, come here with purple rice bread."

Small vendor: "No purple rice bread. Meat buns to be cut?"

Xiao Yi: "Here is a rice dumpling."

Small vendor: "There are no zongzi. Tofu brains to be cut?"

Xiao Yi: "...come two meat buns."

The small vendor handed two meat buns to Xiao Yi.

After Xiao Yi scanned the QR code and paid, he continued to walk quickly in the direction he was going.

The sign of "Difu Hot Pot Restaurant" is hung in front, retro and bright.

This is in a group of greasy and ordinary small shops, this one has just been renovated, and today’s newly opened hot pot restaurant is simply an "extraordinary" existence.

Xiao Yi ate the two meat buns, smelling the spicy aroma wafting from the store, but felt even more hungry.

The bottom of the pot at Difu Hot Pot restaurant is delicious and spicy, and the guests who enter the door cook mostly meat, which smells particularly attractive.

Xiao Yi felt that at the entrance of the store, it was as if the most confusing woman was dancing.

He took a step back blankly.

Thinking that he was still a Taoist priest, Xiao Yi took another step forward.

How can it smell so good?

How does this store make it so fragrant?

The door was open, and air-conditioning was blown inside. This little air-conditioning also serves the guests sitting outside under the pergola.

Meng Xiaoni took the number and poked her head out of the store: "Is No. A36? Report it twice. After the number is passed, I will push back 2 numbers."

No one answered at the door.

Meng Xiaoni wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Is A36? Is A36? A37 can go in now."

The two little girls at the door almost jumped up with joy, and happily followed Meng Xiaoni into the door.

The open door "swallowed up" three people.

Xiao Yi sniffed his nose and smelled the smell of hot pot. There is still something mixed in the hot pot flavor.

He walked to the door of the store and glanced at the store.

The seats are all people. Overcrowded, everyone ate happily.

"How many people?" Meng Xiaoni had just introduced No. 37, turned her head and saw Xiao Yi wearing a Taoist robe, and asked eagerly, "Do you want to get a number?"

Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment, passed Meng Xiaoni, turned his head and saw a notice sticking to the back of the cash register.

He did not hesitate to light up the notice: "I'm here, apply!"

Meng Xiaoni turned her head to look at the notice she posted, and then looked at the baby-faced youth in front of her: "...Are you eighteen?"

Xiao Yi: "..."

Seeing Xiao Yi not speaking, Meng Xiaoni took a close look at Xiao Yi's face like a high school student, and said in amazement, "Isn't he only sixteen?"

Xiao Yi expressionlessly lowered his head and began to take out his own things, and finally found out his identity card, and put it in front of Meng Xiaoni: "Twenty-seven. Graduated from religious studies, and is an expatriate from the religious office. Now looking for a job."

Twenty-seven?

Religious office?

Meng Xiaoni was dumbfounded.

She glanced at the ID card carefully.

Xiao Yi is really several years older than her.

"Do you include food and housing?" Xiao Yi asked this question very seriously.

Meng Xiaoni looked up and smiled at Xiao Yi: "We don't cover it here."

Xiao Yi paused: "All you need to eat is enough."

This is for catering, Meng Xiaoni can still do it.

But why should religious people find a job here? Does it mean to enter a hot pot restaurant?

She glanced at the table to be cleaned up: "You wait at the cash register. I'll talk to you later."

Xiao Yi nodded calmly.

He sat down at the cash register obediently.

A guest came over: "Can I receive it in cash? I run out of money on my phone."

Xiao Yi looked at Meng Xiaoni who was busy clearing the table.

Meng Xiaoni wiped the table top and hurried over from the table: "Yes, let me see what table it is."

After collecting the money, Meng Xiaoni ran away again.

Xiao Yi didn't say a word, and sat there still.

After a short period of time, another elderly customer came over: "Just ask, I don't seem to be able to pay here. You can check it out for me."

Xiao Yi saw that Meng Xiaoni was far away, then he paused, and stepped forward to tap the phone on the guest.

Upon successful payment, the customer immediately laughed: "Little brother is great. Are you still studying? This Taoist suit looks decent to wear. It fits the theme of this store."

Xiao Yi opened his mouth and explained to the guests solemnly: "I have graduated from graduate school. This Taoist uniform is real, and I have a Taoist certificate."

The guests thought Xiao Yi was joking, and laughed: "Your store is too humorous." Then he walked away.

Serious Xiao Yi: "..."

I don't know if this older guest said something when he went back and started such a start. Many customers later came to check out, and still grab candy at the checkout counter. Two little girls even asked if they could take a picture of him.

Xiao Yi refused with a stern face: "I haven't become a full-time employee yet. I can only shoot until I succeed in applying for the job."

The two little girls immediately shouted to the busy Meng Xiaoni: "Boss, you will soon accept them!"

Meng Xiaoni raised her head to look at the cash register, and she couldn't laugh or cry: "Thank you, I will consider it later."

Xiao Yi was slightly happy in his heart, and sincerely thanked the two little girls in front of him with a blank face, and took out two cashier candies: "Thank you, for you candies."

The two little girls took it with a smile, and then went out screaming.

Xiao Yi took a piece of candy and ate it now, his eyes couldn't stop looking at the hot pot: it looked delicious.

He basically looked at the whole shop just now.

All the necessary decorations have been installed, and the pictures on the wall are particularly abstract and full of artistic conception.

The tables and chairs are embellished, and the small details can reflect the appearance of the books in the library of the religious office. Although I don’t know if it’s true, it’s probably true.

This shop is really unusual. No wonder the boss wants him to be a liaison officer and hopes that he can form a kind of hub between the prefecture hot pot restaurant, the religious office and the prefecture.

He waited quietly for another moment.

The door of the store was open, and suddenly a cloud of pink flew in.

Xiao Yi subconsciously looked at the pink ball that fell in front of him.

It's a bird.

The bird's eyes were red and the hair was tender, and he tilted his head to look at him.

Many customers in the store screamed, took out their cameras, and wanted to take pictures of the pink ball.

Xiao Yi's heart tightened slightly.

He didn't know why, from the red eyes, he saw a look.

Obviously this is just a very ordinary bird.

"So cute!" Someone finally spoke excitedly about this dough.

There were also children who spoke immaturely: "Mom, I want pink birds too."

Cuteness is cuteness, but Xiao Yi always feels something is wrong.

Xiao Yi remained motionless, staring at the bird.

Unexpectedly, the bird looked at him for a while, then suddenly turned his head and gave him a **** squat, squatting down at the cash register.

Not only did he squat down, but he also spread his wings, meaning to rest his feathers.

It seemed that the look just now was purely Xiao Yi's fantasy, as if this pink bird was just an ordinary bird that flew in.

The bird's turn changed, and the number of people who came to tease the bird increased significantly.

Someone came to take a photo, and tentatively wanted to reach out.

Xiao Yi subconsciously blocked it with a straight face: "Can't touch it."

The visitor stopped talking and saw Xiao Yi's face full of seriousness and an embarrassing smile: "Does this bird peck people?"

Meng Xiaoni heard the movement at the checkout counter and hurriedly came to explain: "This bird does peck people. The parrot's beak is very pointed, and it usually doesn't hurt people, but when he is afraid, it is easy to know the severity of the action."

When the bird heard it, it immediately fluttered its wings and flew directly onto Meng Xiaoni's head and squatted down.

Xiao Yi looked over and clearly saw the mockery in the bird's eyes.

How can a bird have mocking eyes?

How could he see the mockery in the eyes of a bird?

Xiao Yi was a little dazed, and handed the candy to the customer who had just chatted: "Eat a candy."

The guest laughed immediately and left with satisfaction.

The customers in the store have almost eaten. People still have to take a rest. Only then can Meng Xiaoni have time to talk to Xiao Yi.

She had been busy for a long time, and she had to bear a ghost phoenix on her head.

"Your name is Xiao Yi, right, twenty-seven years old." Meng Xiaoni remembered her ID card just now.

Xiao Yi nodded his head seriously: "Yes, Taoist priests, have certificates."

Meng Xiaoni later realized that her eyes widened: "Hey, but I am not a Taoist temple. Why do you come to work in our shop? Are you not a religious person?"

Xiao Yi sternly said: "As long as those who have certificates, they are named in the religious office. This does not mean that they will be paid. Taoist temples must be chanted in the morning and evening, clean the palace, study every day and take exams every once in a while."

Meng Xiaoni felt...Being a Taoist priest seemed more tiring than opening a shop.

"Gurulu—"

Xiao Yi's stomach rang again.

He looked at Meng Xiaoni blankly.

Meng Xiaoni was surprised: "You haven't eaten yet?"

Xiao Yi: "I ate two buns."

Two steamed buns can be considered a meal.

"Gurulu—"

Meng Xiaoni laughed when he heard his stomach screaming, "That's probably not enough. Wait for some food in the back kitchen."

Xiao Yi nodded.

Meng Xiaoni asked Xiao Yi tentatively after hearing what Xiao Yi had just said, "Is it not much money to be a Taoist priest now?"

After all, the ghosts she saw all year round were no big problems.

Ghosts are rare.

Xiao Yi's baby's face is full of sincerity: "The person who took the order is quite rich, such as looking at Feng Shui, opening an altar or something. It's just that I am poor. I have 32 yuan left."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

This does not sound a little poor.

The ghost and phoenix on Meng Xiaoni's head wanted to ridicule, but when she thought that she had only 0 yuan on her for the time being, she was not as good as the poor Taoist priest, so she decided to stay on her head.

He is different from this baby-faced Taoist priest.

He has two jobs and he has money.

It's just that the money hasn't arrived yet.

"Little boss, give us that bottle of Coke!"

Meng Xiaoni hurriedly responded: "Here is it."

She stretched out her hand and poked the ghost on her head: "Don't stay on my head, you also hurry to work."

Xiao Yi looked at Guifeng, wondering in his eyes: How does this bird work?

Guifeng flew to the cash register.

He glanced at Xiao Yi, then fluttered his wings and flew out.

Meng Xiaoni went to get the Coke for the guests, and asked Xiao Yi to look at it at the cashier.

However, two minutes later, Guifeng returned to the store with a humanoid posture, solved the problem of queuing at the door, and walked to the cashier: "Taoist."

Xiao Yi stood up from the cash register and stared at Guifeng.

As an "old employee" who has experienced the noon field, Guifeng teaches new employees who may soon be stationed: "Work well and try to get all the work."

Xiao Yi: "Huh?"