Master Grim Reaper Makes His Debut in Center Position

"Is Mengpo soup really drinkable?"

Seeing Meng Poxing rushing into the kitchen, Ji Xiunian couldn't help but confirm again.

Lu Xu smiled, and said in a calm and calm tone, "It's nothing at all, I'll meet you if you drink too much."

While the two were talking, a new guest came outside.Seeing that the clothes are neat and tidy, they have no intention of ordinary people, but there are no living people who can live in the underworld. Thinking about it, I know they are ghosts.

Lu Xu is considered a well-known figure in the underworld, even if he is not his client, all ghost friends who have died will know him.

When the ghosts came in and saw Lu Xu, they were a little cautious, and politely stood in a row to say hello.Even still hesitating, you look at me and I look at you, wondering whether to leave.

Lu Xu laughed when he saw this, and his tone was very gentle: "Everyone who enters here is a guest, there is nothing to care about."

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing Lu Xu's easy-going and natural attitude, the ghosts instantly relaxed, and after ordering their meal, they did not forget to care about Lu Xu's draft progress: "Master Lu Xu, should you pack up and prepare for your debut? I asked my family members in a dream to shout Vote, and if necessary, we can try to reapply and give it a try..."

When Lu Xu first participated in the competition, he was not the most popular. Others mobilized the whole people to vote, but his first fans were busy dreaming for their families at night to vote.

Because it was all done in the early hours of the morning, many people thought that Lu Xu was some kind of "passerby in the underworld" caused by the company's operation, but they didn't know that the underworld was not fake, but passersby were not human.

"No need." Lu Xu first thanked them politely, and then declined the kindness.

After death, there is no connection with the original world itself, and it is better to have less intersection.

"Here comes the soup!" Before Mrs. Meng came out, a rich aroma was already wafting from the kitchen.

Even though Ji Xiunian has been to so many places and eaten so many foods, he still finds the rich flavor of this soup hard to resist.

"Hey, it's a guest who made an appointment." Granny Meng brought out the soup, and when she saw the people sitting over there, she couldn't help but confirm the information with a smile.

"Do you need an appointment here too?" Ji Xiunian couldn't help asking Lu Xu after hearing this.

Lu Xu nodded and said in a low voice: "Yes, because the raw materials of soup are precious, they are basically limited in supply."

Before they could finish speaking, another kid who looked like a waiter came out and served soup to the new guests.Before serving the soup, I did not forget to carefully confirm the customer information, and then divided the named soup according to the name.

Looking at it, Ji Xiunian only felt it was a novelty, and always felt that the specially customized soup seemed to be the right medicine for the case.

Seeing his curiosity, Granny Meng immediately smiled and explained: "The soup here is customized according to the needs of customers. Some want to forget recent events and some want to delete past memories. As long as there is such a need, you can come to our store. Guarantee that a bowl will be effective."

Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life.

Sometimes when you do something embarrassing or painful at a certain time, you cannot forget it when you are alive, and you will keep repeating the memory when you are dead.

Before reincarnation, ghosts can have a clear memory at one time, but now the birth rate in the world is getting lower and lower, and if they want to reincarnate, they have to lottery, and the waiting time has become longer than before.Being humiliated and suffering while alive, it would be too miserable to bear all this after death.

In order to provide these lingering ghosts with a more humane service, Meng Po Chinese Restaurant has specially carried out some amnestic operations.

"Of course, our restaurant not only has soup, but also a lot of dishes. They are all developed by my team, and the taste is absolutely delicious."

She is not the only one in Meng Po's shop. The employees were all star chefs during their lifetime, and all those who could not be reincarnated after death came to work here.Not to mention, if one person and one special dish are added together, it will be a full banquet.

Ji Xiunian nodded as he listened, and couldn't help but wonder where the ingredients from the underworld came from.

Before he could ask, the other side dishes ordered by the guests had already been served.

Seeing the incense candles and yellow paper in the tray, Ji Xiunian felt dumbfounded——

Is this a dish?

The waiter brought the sacrifices to the guests' tables, and then thoughtfully lit the incense and even burned the paper.

A few ghosts were eating incense and drinking soup there, looking very satisfied.

It was only then that Ji Xiunian realized that ghosts and humans have different digestive systems, and naturally they eat different things.

Thinking of the Manchu Banquet mentioned by Po Meng, and looking at the table of incense and yellow paper, Ji Xiunian couldn't connect the two for a while.

Po Meng seemed to see his doubts, and patiently explained: "The incense here is different from other places, and you can choose from various flavors. According to the different needs of customers, our incense also has several major cuisines. Some are Sichuan cuisine, some are Shandong cuisine, and some are Cantonese cuisine... In short, no matter whether it is sweet, sour or spicy, as long as the customer wants to try it, we can cook it for him..."

Incense made into dishes...

Well, it really is the underworld.

"Brother Nian, if you have anything you want, I can burn it to you, and it will be on my account." It can be seen that Po Meng is really Ji Xiunian's fan, even the title is the same as a fan.

However, in the face of this enthusiasm, Ji Xiunian just wanted to refuse, to burn him or something, it sounds like...

Knowing that Po Meng's soup really has the function of erasing memory, Ji Xiunian always felt that he didn't have the courage to drink it.

Although his youth was not smooth, but step by step every memory is an integral part of his life, Ji Xiunian didn't want to press the delete button.

Seeing this, Lu Xu couldn't help but smile, then picked up a spoon and drank a couple of sips: "Brother Nian, ours is also specially made, it won't delete the memory, at most it's a supplement."

Granny Meng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, it's a tonic."

Lu Xu said so, even Ji Xiunian would drink the poison.

He followed Lu Xu's example and took a sip, only to realize that the soup was really delicious.

The entrance is mellow and fragrant, and it hits the head in one bite.

There is no strange smell, it just makes people feel that they have returned to the best time of life, and every cell in the body is full of satisfaction and happiness.

"How does it taste?"

Faced with Po Meng's question, Ji Xiunian nodded honestly, not stingy with his compliments: "It's very delicious, this soup must have been stewed for a long time, right?"

Granny Meng, who was praised by the idol, nodded her head immediately: "It's okay, this pot is only 20 years old. If we wait another ten years, the taste will be even better."

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20 Years of Soup…

Ji Xiunian unconsciously raised his hand and placed it on his abdomen, just begging not to have any adverse reactions.

Po Meng originally wanted to take Ji Xiunian's usual new flavor of incense, but was stopped by Lu Xu: "We have to go to the rehearsal site to take a look, after all, it's the first time to be a guest, so it's not good to be late."

Meng Po heard the same thing, the feeding plan could only be shelved temporarily, but she told Ji Xionian twice that whenever she wanted to eat, she could go there for free.

Ji Xiunian appreciated her kindness, but he had no intention of coming again.

The two came out of the restaurant and arrived at the program recording site not long after.

Although it is in the underworld, but looking at the studio area from a distance, you can tell that the scale of the draft here is really not worse than that in the world.

At this moment, many ghosts have gathered here, all of them crowded together under the stands.Before Lu Xu and the others came closer to see the situation, the fans were already shouting, "Zhang Jiamu, I love you, Zhang Jiamu!!!"