I opened Another World Restaurant in Yuanshen, and Ningbo Cried.

For Zhongli, the bowl of stewed beef in front of him has surpassed his perception of delicious food for thousands of years, and has redefined the position of food in his heart.

After Zhong Li slowly ate up the remaining beef brisket, he looked at Su Mufeng and asked slowly:

"The taste of this dish is very good, thank you for the hospitality."

At this time, Hu Tao pulled Zhong Li over, put his hand next to his ear, and whispered softly:

"I said Zhongli, this is a restaurant, and you have to pay for meals."

Zhongli put his hand on his chin when he heard the words, and after pondering for a while, he slowly said: "Well... Generally speaking, it is indeed so."

"So, Zhongli, did you take Mora with you?"

Hu Tao looked up at Zhong Li, her beautiful eyes were full of doubts.

"Uh...I forgot."

Zhongli never looked at the price when eating or shopping.

As long as it is something he likes, he will pay as much as the boss calls, and occasionally quote a higher price, and take it all at once.

However, for some reason, Zhong Li always forgot to bring any money, so Hu Tao or Dadalia would help advance the small money, while big money would find ways to find an excuse to reimburse, or directly send the bill to Xiangshengtang or Beiguo Bank.

"Oh... I knew it."

Hu Tao rested his forehead with one hand, muttered to himself, then turned to Su Mufeng, and asked helplessly.

"Boss Su, help me and Mr. Zhongli calculate the total number of moras."

"Mr. Zhongli's beef brisket in tomato sauce is priced at the price of braised beef, 2 Mora."

Su Mufeng smiled lightly and said, he seemed to have expected in his heart that Mr. Zhongli would definitely not bring Mo La, and in the end, Hu Tao would definitely pay for him, so he simply ordered the same price as braised beef.

Although beef brisket in tomato sauce is much more difficult than braised beef in terms of materials and production process, the price should be set higher.

If Dada Duck, Zhongli's mobile wallet, was here, Su Mufeng would definitely set it higher without hesitation, after all, Dada Duck is not bad for Mo La.

But Hu Tao, as the head of Xiangsheng Hall, not only has to maintain the operation of Xiangsheng Hall by himself, but also often needs to help Zhongli escape from the crisis of payment.

It's no wonder that Hutao has been trying his best to sell the set meals of Xiangshengtang all day long. If he didn't promote it, Xiangshengtang might have closed down long ago.

Xingqiu also paid his and Ningguang's bills together, and while they were watching Mr. Zhongli's performance, the two ordered a few more fried vegetables and braised pork rice.

But Hu Tao touched the Mora bag, looked at her swollen belly, and shook her head helplessly.

Who made the mermaid pilaf much more than other dishes? With a walnut stomach, you can’t eat anything anymore after eating at most two portions.

Hu Tao paid a total of 6 moras, while Xingqiu paid 7 moras. Originally, Xingqiu also wanted to help Hu Tao pay the bill.

But Hall Master Hu patted himself on the chest, expressing that he would not be rewarded for nothing.

"By the way, Boss Su, I just heard you say that your restaurant leads to the entire Tivat continent, right?"

After everyone paid for the meal, Hu Tao suddenly blinked her big eyes, staring at Su Mufeng with bright eyes, and asked curiously.

"Theoretically... yes."

"Hey, let's have a cooperation. When my customers want to eat before they die, I will come to you to buy them. Then if you see a customer in your restaurant who needs funeral services, introduce them to us. How about coming to the Pastoral Hall?"

After hearing Su Mufeng's reply, Hu Tao immediately leaned close to Su Mufeng's face, stared at his cat-like amber eyes, squinted his beautiful eyes, and smiled slightly.

"this......."

Although Su Mufeng knew that Hutao would always come up with some weird ideas, he really didn't expect this one.

Who would have thought that Hu Tao would actually sell funeral services to his restaurant in another world.

"Don't worry, the package of our Xiangshengtang will definitely satisfy the guests. I recently came up with a brand new funeral method. I will tell you secretly first, you have to keep it secret for me."

"That is... let the few guys in the Hall of Past Life put on the black clothes, put the coffin on their shoulders, and then happily send the guests to another place with cheerful steps. The world, let the traditional funeral become cheerful, and send the guests away happily."

"Moreover! We have also launched the latest series of black peach wood coffins, which come with a 360-degree high-grade peach skin bedding, allowing guests to lie in the coffin, as soft as white clouds, just like lying on a warm bed at home."

Speaking of this, Hu Tao's peach eyes stared like stars, as if he was talking about something interesting.

Seeing that Su Mufeng was still hesitating, Hu Tao continued to add:

"If necessary, a portrait of the guest can be added on the coffin lid, so that his relatives can bid farewell to the guest at the last moment, and..."

Just when Hu Tao was talking vigorously, Zhongli who was beside him came to behind Hu Tao at some point, put one hand on his forehead, and the other hand grabbed Hu Tao's back collar, and dragged him away:

"Master, let's go back first, have you forgotten that you still have tasks to complete today?"

It seemed that Zhong Li couldn't stand it anymore, and before Hu Tao finished speaking, he made a move to drag her back to Xiangsheng Hall.

"That's right, I almost forgot, that... that, Boss Su, you remember to think it over carefully, let's discuss the specific matters next time I come back."

Hu Tao, who was dragged away, did not forget to wave, reminding Su Mufeng to consider cooperation.

Ning Guang and Xing Qiu also stood up at the same time, ready to go home.

But at this moment, the door of the restaurant suddenly opened.

call----

A gust of wind blew in violently, and the people who were blowing had to cover their eyes with their arms.

As the sound of the gloomy wind gradually subsided, a gloomy voice came from the door:

"Have you...have you seen Xiaoya?"

Chapter 27 The Mysterious Ghost

Everyone followed the prestige, but apart from the wooden door that had just been closed, there was nothing to be seen at the door, let alone people.

"Could it be... a ghost? There are often scenes like this in novels, where the light is weak in the wilderness, and then suddenly, in the darkness, a figure pops out."

Xingqiu, who had already walked near the door, was startled by the scene in front of him? "Yu/Xiao" said.Group:9>. 8; 0: 2? 0, 5: 8/5*6, was startled, hurriedly retreated behind Su Mufeng, poked his head out and carefully looked at the door.

Although Xingqiu occasionally accompanied his good friend Chongyun to slay demons, those were just ordinary Qiuqiu slimes.

The scene in front of me started? Made by 'Yu/Xiao' said. Group: 9>. 8; 0: 2? 0, 5: 8/5*6, is clearly the plot in the horror novels I read. You must know that all the ghosts in horror novels are vicious, especially those beautiful female ghosts. Squeezing all the yang energy out of a man is really terrifying.

"Well, that's right, it's a ghost, the scary kind."

Hu Tao said, putting on a vicious look of wanting to eat people, and deliberately opened his mouth wide, revealing two small fangs.

"This...Hall Master Hu, please don't scare me."

As soon as Xing Qiu heard Hu Tao say this, he became even more timid, and quickly shrank his head back.

"Okay, okay, I won't scare you anymore. By the way, the guy over there hasn't shown up yet?"

Hu Tao turned her head to look at the outermost seat, her eyes widened, and she said seriously.

"I vaguely remember that the head of the Pastoral Hall is a weather-beaten old man, but I never thought he was such an interesting girl."

As the voice fell, a vague figure gradually emerged from the outermost seat.

Although I can't see his specific appearance clearly, but judging from his clothes, he should be from Liyue.

"The master of Su Wen's Rebirth Hall has quite a lot of experience in ghost matters, and now it seems that his reputation is indeed not in vain."

Ning Guang also returned to his seat and sat down, crossing his legs, looking lively.

After all, I have lived in Qunyu Pavilion all year round, and I seldom have the chance to go out, let alone encounter the new thing of ghost hunting.

Xing Qiu saw that the visitor was not malicious, and gradually became bolder, and returned to his seat.

As for Hu Tao, he was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed. On the small table in front of him was a glass of freshly poured Biluochun, which Su Mufeng specially prepared for Hu Tao in order to watch the fun.

It's a pity that Hu Tao is not good at tasting tea, so he just drank it with a toast, and half of it went away in an instant.

"Drink some tea after meals. I heard that it's not easy to gain weight. Thank you, Boss Su." After drinking the tea, Hu Tao wiped her mouth and said with a smile. Then she looked at the ghost sitting across from her, and said with some surprise:

"I am Hu Tao, the seventh-generation hall master of No. 70 Hall of Rebirth, what's your name? Why don't you go to Rebirth, and wander here instead?"

"My name is Zhou Wei. I was originally a Qianyan Army member of Liyue. He died in a construction accident of the Qingcezhuang Bridge a few years ago."

The ghost cupped his fists and said respectfully.

As soon as Zhou Wei's words fell, Hu Tao looked him up and down again: "Speak! What's on your mind."

"How do you know I have something on my mind?"

The ghost was taken aback. He leaned back and looked at Hu Tao as if he was looking at a fairy, and then asked loudly.

Hu Tao waved his hand easily, and said casually:

"Damn...I've seen ghosts like yours a lot. Most of them have unfinished business, and they will turn into resentful spirits and wander in the wild after death."

"It was because I heard that there was a supernatural event in Wuwangpo. In order to calm the influence, I came to this wilderness field to investigate in the early morning."

Hearing this, Zhou Wei just shook his head lightly, and said with a soft smile:

"I was originally a dead person. I stayed in this world just to see Xiaoya again. I wanted to tell her face to face. I fulfilled the promise I made with her back then."

Hu Tao frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Then why? It's been so many years, and you haven't seen her yet. Could it be that you don't know where she is?"

Zhou Wei was silent when he heard the words, and under the light, his soul became nothingness.

After a long time, he asked: "Miss Nutnut, have you ever experienced a particularly difficult time?"

Afterwards, Zhou Wei began to talk about his own experience:

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At that time, Liyue was experiencing a flood that was rare in a century, and Qingcezhuang, located on the outskirts of Liyue Port, was the most affected area.

In addition, Qingcezhuang once buried a large number of demon god remnants. After the impact of the flood, many demon god remnants were washed and exposed, polluting the land and rivers, causing plagues.

In order to escape the disaster, people packed up their luggage, took all the things they could take away, and began to flee towards Guiliyuan in the distance.

That day, there were thunderstorms and heavy rain, the river overflowed from the big river in Qingcezhuang, and the bodies of drowned small animals and wild boars were pushed out from time to time.

When Zhou Wei was young, he squatted at the entrance of the cave like this, holding a broken bamboo hat in his hand to shield him from the rain. There was only endless darkness in front of him, and the dead silence of no one.

Yes, he was dumped.

His parents ruthlessly abandoned him, because he was born with a disability, and his left leg could not walk normally, so bringing him was just a burden.

When he woke up this morning, Zhou Ping found himself thrown in this cave. His parents didn't even leave any food behind, and even the ceramic bowls he used on weekdays were taken away. ． ． ． ． ． ．

Perhaps, he is not as important as a ceramic bowl. ． ． ． ． ．

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but he didn't want to go back to the cave, he would rather let the rain ruthlessly break through the broken bamboo hat, and then fall on himself.