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

The eighth hall is in charge of the city king.

In normal times, the Eighth Hall has nothing to do. To be able to come to the Eighth Hall, basically you have to get bored twice in the pot, but it is a matter of degree.

Before they were alive, these ghosts brought troubles and depression to their loved ones, so after death they were thrown into the Eighth Hall to feel the boredom of the pot.

The unjust case was resolved long ago. If you want to reincarnate, you just go to the Tenth Hall.

So the Eighth Hall of City King is very empty.

I want to fish when I am empty.

It's more free just to fish.

Work, the compression can be completed within an hour.

There are a pile of documents piled on the desk of City King. The screen in front of him is still scrolling, but he is lying on the table and playing with his tablet.

Xiaoxiaole is really fun.

UNO is also fun.

Big fish is also very fun to eat small fish.

Why is mine sweeping so fun?

Whenever someone gets the City King Tablet, look at the daily usage time, you will find that the average daily use is at least 13 hours or more. It can be called an old man in the fishing industry, and even makes people suspect that playing this tablet is the job of the City King. .

"The game is so fun."

The city king bury his head in response: "Yes."

"Do you still hope that there will be more games in the world, and burn a few more latest game consoles by the way?"

Hearing this voice, the city king felt a bit wrong, and immediately locked his tablet, jammed his desk with the files, and pulled out a guilty and hypocritical smile to look at the visitor: "Wen Ji, why are you here? Qin. Does King Guang have anything to explain?"

Wen Ji was a concubine in the harem before her death, but she became a ghost by chance after her death, and was later promoted to judge. She belongs to a magistrate, she is extremely beautiful, and her work is more appropriate.

In the underworld, almost no one would dislike Wen Ji.

Except for the city king at this moment.

He was almost scared to death by Wen Ji.

Wen Ji did not mention the matter of City King fishing. She just stood there and kindly asked: "The previous meeting said that the small owner of the hot pot restaurant in the world is now a guest in the first hall. Just now, including King Qin Guang, King Yama and King Lun Zhuan, they agreed that the hot pot restaurant is the most open near the Eighth Hall. Good. I should come here together soon."

When the city king heard this, he was taken aback: "All three Hades are in the same hall?"

Wen Ji answered: "Yes."

A current underworld boss, a former underworld boss, and a smiling tiger.

The city king felt that he had been trapped, and he murmured: "Why don't you drive to the Seven Halls, it's quite hot there."

Wen Ji thought about it: "Probably because Qidian is too bloody, it's not suitable for small owners to open a shop."

There is a reason.

The City King still felt that this group of people thought they were too idle, so he threw people over and tried to make himself fish less.

This is really scary.

"Isn't it just opening a hot pot restaurant." City King relaxed, "Hand it over to..."

Wen Ji laughed and interrupted the city king's words: "This kind of power cannot be delegated to the judge. According to the original idea, after eating hot pot ghosts, they must be prepared to reincarnate. It is about reincarnation. You have to come forward."

City King: "..."

Wen Ji smiled.

City King: "I suspect you want to persecute me."

Wen Ji continued to smile: "Why? I am the judge of the first hall, not the tenth hall."

The City King thought: "Yes, I have to go to reincarnation after eating this, why isn't the Tenth Hall in charge? It must be the Lunatic King who wants to persecute me."

Wen Ji: "..."

Wen Ji suspected that the city king fished too much and touched her brain.

The eighth palace is no different from other palaces in terms of specifications.

The king of the city was notified, and always wanted to show up like a king. He waved his hand to tidy up the palace a bit, and then produced a bunch of tables and chairs, which looked like a welcoming hot pot restaurant owner.

Then he lowered his head and pulled out the tablet: "I'm going to play this game well."

Wen Ji: "..."

...

The address of the hot pot restaurant is finalized in the Eighth Hall, and King Yama and Lun Zhuan are going back to work. As the first palace, King Qin Guang has the largest workload, so naturally he can no longer receive Meng Xiaoni well.

After a few courtesy times, the hot pot restaurant opening was completely passed on to the city king.

Jiang Jiang took Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng to the Eighth Hall.

The road from Guimenguan to the palace is mostly ordinary. There are stone pillars along the road, and the top of the pillar is lit with a small light to guide the way. On the road from palace to palace, there are no signposts.

Instead, there are street lights glowing with warm white light.

The street light is made of metal, with a fat body, retro and cute, and it also has a palace logo on it.

"The first work was done by ghosts. Later, the workload was too much, so I designed this kind of guide light." Jiang Jiang obviously liked this kind of light, and lightly tapped the body of the guide light. "The principle is fireflies."

Fireflies are green light, this kind is white light.

Meng Xiaoni looked at being lighted, tilted her body, and tried to maintain stability and continued to lead the way. She felt that this kind of light was very pleasing.

The street light led several people to the gate of the Eighth Hall, and the light turned into a gentle warm red.

Meng Xiaoni stopped.

After a while, a ghost came to invite them in.

Meng Xiaoni started with the ghost chase.

As soon as I entered, I heard a very angry complaining: "What's wrong with me playing another round? When Hades won't play the game?"

And a very helpless female voice: "City King, people are coming."

Meng Xiaoni walked in and saw a slightly older man sitting on the main seat, dressed as luxurious as the previous three, but with a slightly fat face, a high hairline, and a little unhappy on his face.

There was a woman beside the man, dressed in clothes similar to Jiang Jiang, but in light yellow.

Also a judge.

Jiang Jiang bowed his hand: "I have seen an adult."

Meng Xiaoni followed with her hands: "I have seen adults."

City King frowned and waved his hand: "Just sit down. I know about the hot pot restaurant. Where do you want to build it? What tools do you want? How many helpers do you want? What are the opening hours?"

He said a string in one breath, Meng Xiaoni was a little confused.

Seeing that Meng Xiaoni was at a loss, he turned to look at Bian Wenji and became even more angry: "Why doesn't she know anything? In the game, this store can go bankrupt in a day."

All present: "..."

Jiang Jiang stepped forward and couldn't laugh or cry to explain for Meng Xiaoni: "My lord, I only informed the little boss yesterday that I only brought people to the underworld today. You have no thoughts about this matter, and even the location of the store on the side of the eighth hall has just been finalized. "

The city king slapped the table: "What do you mean, do you want me to think about it?"

To disturb the city king fishing, it is natural to be bombarded by the city king.

Implicated Jiang Jiang reluctantly looked at Wen Ji beside the city king.

Wen Ji found out the city king tablet: "My lord."

Urban King frowned: "Huh?"

"There are a total of 135 simulated business games on your tablet, of which 23 are running a restaurant and are currently playing. Of these 135, only one has been abandoned by you to visit a hot pot restaurant." Wen Ji turned the tablet to the city king and said This kind of temptation asked, "Don't you want to open a physical hot pot restaurant?"

The city king was shocked by Wen Ji's thought.

Wen Ji smiled at the Metropolis King: "The theme can be designed by yourself, and the ingredients can be found by yourself. Even the pots are readily available in the Eighth Hall. The recent volcanic eruption has been severe, and the heat is enough to make a hot pot."

The city king stared at the tablet and found himself shameful.

A person who knows how to fish fish can realize fish fish. What is this achievement?

Wen Ji took the tablet back again: "Of course, the chief role of the Hades is to manage the official affairs of the Eighth Hall. You should come forward now and hand it over to the ghost servant..."

"Nothing."

Metropolis Wang Yizheng shouted: "I will arrange this kind of thing."

Meng Xiaoni watched the city king, angry and bombarding others at the last moment, and then slapped herself in the face.

She thought that the ten Hades in the underworld were either very serious or very mindful. In the end, how could this city king be more like a child than a child?

The Partial City King himself didn't think there was a problem.

He looked at the first few still standing, not not getting angry, and lighted the table and chairs on the side to prepare: "Sit down and have a cup of tea. Don't worry, it's not made with Stygian water. You won't get any brain fragments after drinking. "

Jiang Jiang leaned sideways, spreading his hand to signal Meng Xiaoni to sit down first.

Meng Xiaoni found a place to sit down.

Guifeng sat next to her and moved the tea a little further: "Difu tea, you are not suitable for drinking."

Meng Xiaoni was obedient and never touched.

The Metro King tablet was gone, so I took a little operation on the home screen of the migrant worker in front of me, and while sliding the screen, I talked to Meng Xiaoni: "Let’s look at your profile. Oh, Meng Xiaoni, raised by her adoptive father and mother, in the world. Opened a hot pot restaurant. Special ability."

He glanced at the little Mengpo written in the remarks brackets, but didn't read the three words.

Meng Xiaoni sat there obediently and responded.

City King continued to look at the information: "Well, the design of this restaurant in the world is not bad. You can refer to it. This hot pot restaurant is very simple to build, and the scale will be much larger than your hot pot restaurant in the world. The point is, can you have time Make hot pot."

Meng Xiaoni didn't know: "I haven't tried to expand production. And the soul state of making hot pot, should it be different from normal people?"

She said this a bit distressed.

The City King now finally has the appearance of his Hades, who is quite majestic, and said to Meng Xiaoni with a little comfort: "Don’t panic, try it. The soul power will be much stronger than imagined. Otherwise, the ghost and the judge will be How can it be done where it is now?"

He looked at the other Hades carefully, made notes under Meng Xiaoni's information, and paused.

The city king raised his head and glanced at Meng Xiaoni.

He turned his gaze to look at Guifeng again: "...Ghost Phoenix? Are you always offending Yama or Cyclops?"

Guifeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

The king of the city felt that he had been trapped by more than one, and couldn't help but chuckled: "The king of Hades left a note on the information, saying that Phoenix is ​​good at controlling fires. This hot pot restaurant makes a fire and leaves it to Phoenix."

Guifeng: "..."

The Metropolis King was speechless: "The good old man of Yama must be unable to do this kind of funeral. I think it was the proposal of the King of rotation, written by the King of Yama."

The city king sighed: "It's really a stroke of God."

Meng Xiaoni couldn't help but whispered next to the ghost and phoenix: "The netherworld is advancing with the times to the present. There is no induction cooker? It depends on making a fire?"

Guifeng: "..."