I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

On the bare blood-red branches just now, small white and crystal-clear flowers bloomed. Si Nanxing turned his head at the right time, just in time to see the round and small buds blooming petals, and couldn't help holding his breath for two seconds.

Zhu Youjun's tree grows strangely, but the flowers are small and cute. Each branch is crowded with many flower clusters, just looking at it makes people feel soft in the heart.As soon as he bloomed like this, the temperament of the whole Yunfu Mountain became very different, the gloomy and murderous aura dissipated a lot, and it seemed like a grand scene in the world in a trance.

Zhu Youjun himself was a little surprised. After a brief moment of stupefaction, he returned to his original appearance. He nodded: "Occasionally, let's go, let's go down the mountain."

Si Nanxing opened his mouth to praise, when Chuifang muttered: "Why are the roots black, the branches red, but the flowers white?"

Si Nanxing: "..."

This guy is probably the same as him a few lifetimes ago, with no literary literacy at all, no matter what kind of grand scene in the world he can describe as if the printer is out of ink.

Si Nanxing shook his head and looked at Mr. Zhuyou: "Mr. Zhuyou, this flower is so beautiful, can I pick one..."

"No." Zhu Youjun quickly refused, his eyes fell to the ground, and he didn't know why, but he didn't look into his eyes.

Si Nanxing stood side by side with him, and looked back reluctantly: "That flower, it landed on the ground, can't I pick it up?"

"Have you ever eaten rose cake, Mr. Zhuyou? I can pick up your petals and make you a cake..."

Zhu Youjun was a little moved for a moment, but he calmed down quickly: "I am full of evil spirits, and the flowers that bloom are naturally highly poisonous. If you use it to make cakes, the person who eats it may not survive a breath."

Si Nanxing choked, and muttered obstinately: "Most of my guests are already dead, they are all ghosts anyway, what's the matter with something exciting! Later, I will treat everyone to eat puffer fish!"

Mr. Zhuyou couldn't help laughing: "For non-human beings, puffer fish are not poisonous."

Si Nanxing couldn't convince him, so he could only look back at the beautiful candlestick tree regretfully.

Zhu Youjun suddenly asked in a low voice: "What is the taste of rose cake...?"

Si Nanxing almost couldn't hold back his laughter: "Cough, Mr. Zhuyou wants to eat, I'll make it for you next time."

Zhu Youjun thought for a while: "How long will I have to wait?"

Si Nanxing thought about it for a while: "At least one month is needed, and it takes one month to pickle rose sauce. Only with rose sauce can we make rose cakes. Although there are ready-made rose sauce for sale, I am a canteen owner with aspirations, so I must Every aspect is done by yourself.”

When he said this, he didn't remember that he only ate quick-frozen dumplings for Mr. Zhuyou in the morning.

Mr. Zhuyou sounded very interested: "Do you want to pickle it? Use flower petals?"

Si Nanxing nodded: "I have a cousin who is studying at university in Yunnan, but it's a pity that she's on summer vacation, otherwise let her send some edible roses from there. Yunnan's flower cakes are delicious, and roses are also good, but since I'm here , you can only eat my special version."

Zhu Youjun thought for a while: "I know a few flower demons, I can ask them to send some petals... Which petals can be imported?"

Si Nanxing felt that his ingredients had been upgraded immediately, so he counted with his fingers: "Rose is fine, sweet-scented osmanthus can also be used to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and jasmine can be used to make tea...By the way, do you know sunflower essence? Can you send me some melon seeds. "

Hang Fang, who was following behind, heard more and more something was wrong, turned his head to look at Mr. Zhu You, he listened seriously, and it seemed that he took it all down seriously.

Chu Fang's expression was delicate, how could he see how weird this Lord Zhuyou was, and suspected that the outside world might have been turned upside down after he had been sleeping for so many years, even this tree demon who was known for his eccentric temper had become so good-tempered.

Walking down the top of Yunfu Mountain, Lord Zhuyou took Si Nanxing's hand. Sinanxing guessed that he was going to take him back to the small courtyard again, and was about to turn around to greet Chu Fang, but Lord Zhuyou gently tugged him, and he He didn't pull the hand of the vertical side.

The two stood still in Sinanxing's yard, and Chu Fang didn't lose track of him. He looked at Sinanxing's yard curiously: "This is where you live now? Although you were reincarnated, you seem to be lucky. At least rich and worry-free."

Si Nanxing couldn't hold back, and asked curiously: "Is Meng Xizhou rich and carefree back then?"

"Naturally." Chui Fang hugged his sword, and squatted down to look at Long Live, "Back then, the Meng family could be said to be as rich as an enemy. If you didn't want to practice Taoism and endure hardships, you would have been a wealthy idler."

Zhu Youjun frowned, and looked at Si Nanxing: "That's why I don't want you to bring him back, he will always mention Meng Xizhou."

Si Nanxing immediately made a gesture of zipping his mouth: "I won't ask, can't I stop asking?"

Chui Fang usually doesn't confront Zhu Youjun, he just looks at Si Nanxing: "What do you plan to do next?"

Si Nanxing pondered for a while: "Go to the police station first?"

Chui Fang didn't know what this place was at all, but Mr. Zhuyou did. As a worker in the underworld, he also knew a little bit about the workers in the world, so he asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

Si Nanxing pointed to Fang Fang: "To control knives, you need to register."

Zhu Youjun: "...he has transformed into a demon, just register with the Demon Management Bureau."

This time it was Si Nanxing's turn to be surprised: "Is there such a department?"

Zhu Youjun nodded: "Finding Li Miao is done, there are people from the fox clan in the Demon Management Bureau."

Si Nanxing sent a message to Li Miao, and within a few minutes, he rushed over from the next door: "The little boss is looking for the Bureau of Demon Control? There is someone there, just a phone call away!"

Now that he has regained his male body, the last time he wanted to become a girl on a whim, he probably wanted to cover up his embarrassing past and become a fox again, but he didn't expect to meet Si Nanxing in an accident and had to report his family name.Now everyone knew that it was Li Miao too, there was no point in changing any more, so he simply changed back.

Si Nanxing pointed to Chui Fang: "This is Chui Fang Sword Spirit, please register him."

Li Miao waved her hands again and again: "No trouble, no trouble!"

Si Nanxing: "I have to go shopping first. The store was closed yesterday, so we can't close it again today. By the way, there will be people who will bring me a custom-made thermal table later, you..."

Li Miao's chest slapped loudly: "Leave it to me, no problem!"

Si Nanxing looked at him for a while: "You call Sha Ya, and let her guide you to receive them when the time comes."

The fox snorted angrily: "You don't trust me!"

Si Nanxing didn't hide it at all: "That's right! I have your little video in my hands, be honest!"

The fox choked and was about to moan when Si Nanxing said again: "I will go to the vegetable market with Mr. Zhuyou to buy chicken for you to eat."

Li Miao's eyes lit up, and immediately she didn't care about trust or distrust, she leaned towards Si Nanxing softly, "Little boss—what chicken are you eating today?"

"Let me think about it." Si Nanxing went into the warehouse, found the small blackboard where he wrote the recipes, wiped it clean and wrote today's menu - egg dumplings, three cup chicken, fried water spinach, seaweed egg drop soup.

The seaweed and egg drop soup and the tomato and egg soup can be called the two major players in the soup and water world of canteen cuisine in our country. Si Nanxing's underworld canteen bears the name of a canteen anyway, so we must pay tribute to the classic dishes.

After Si Nanxing finished writing, he thought about it, and wrote a new line after today's menu, writing the preview of tomorrow's menu, Braised Pork Rice, Tiger Egg, Small Green Vegetables, Ancient Sour Plum Soup (cold/hot), and the main dish - squirrel mandarin fish.

Si Nanxing raised his head and asked Mr. Zhu You: "How much should I set, is it not a black heart?"

Li Miaoxin said: "If you want me to tell you, if you need to fire another fire, it will definitely be more expensive, ten merit points for it!"

Si Nanxing squinted at him: "You are rich and powerful."

Li Miao smiled embarrassedly: "Hey, my ancestor gave me a subsidy, and she said that I should remember to bring her a meal home once in a while."

"The old ancestor said that the food you cook is really delicious. Although she cultivates the ruthless way, she has been stuck in the bottleneck for a long time this year. Thinking about it, she is getting more and more worried, and it is difficult to make progress. After eating the food you cook, don't talk about enlightenment. Hopefully, at least I can relax a lot..."

Si Nanxing thought it was funny: "The more you say it, the more outrageous it is. If you pass it on, you can become a fairy if you eat my food."

None of the people present laughed.

Si Nanxing slowly restrained his smile, a little panicked: "No, it won't happen?"

……

Sinanxing and Zhuyoujun went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and came back. Unexpectedly, the stall owners in the vegetable market still remembered him. When they gave Sinanxing a handful of garlic, they even teased them and asked why they didn't wear couple clothes today.

Si Nanxing could only deal with it awkwardly.

When they came back, the small courtyard had already changed its appearance.

The vermilion door was pushed open, and a long heat preservation table was placed in the courtyard. Sha Ya directed them to try it out, and the warm lights were still on at the moment.

The tables and chairs are also neatly arranged, unlike the usual diners who sit wherever they want, it looks more neat and tidy.

"Little Boss! You're back!" Sha Ya smiled happily, and said in a tone of "this is the country I laid down for you", "Look, this is the seat I re-planned!"

Not to be outdone, Li Miao jumped out: "I put it on! She has no real body! This sword spirit still refuses to help clean the table, saying that he is a dignified sword spirit who doesn't do such things!"

Si Nanxing reassured him: "It's okay, he will have to work in a while, I will ask him to help me chop vegetables."

To his surprise, Chu Fang didn't jump, and there was still a bit of nostalgia in his eyes: "Back then you liked to use me to skewer roast chicken, but now you really...haven't changed your mind."

"Chicken." Li Miao swallowed.

Zhu Youjun helped him send the things into the kitchen, took out two chicken thighs from the plastic bag, just picked up the knife, thought for a while and handed it to Chu Fang: "You cut it?"

Vertical: "..."

Hanging Fang's eyebrows twitched, and finally took the knife with restraint.

Si Nanxing went to the small warehouse to find some starch, and while cutting up chicken pieces, Chui Fang asked, "Is Mr. Zhuyou too used to him? The majestic Ten Kings of the Underworld cook, hmph, that's unheard of."

Lord Zhuyou didn't move his eyebrows: "It's okay."

Chui Fang sneered: "Don't pretend that I don't know. I have been sleeping next to your body for thousands of years, but I have never seen you, an old tree blooming. I'm afraid you..."

Si Nanxing stepped out of the warehouse, Zhu Youjun's expression changed, and he raised his hand and smashed a piece of freshly peeled garlic into Chui Fang's mouth.

Chui Fang was caught off guard: "Woo cough!"

Si Nanxing paused, his expression blank: "What are you doing?"

Zhu Youjun's expression remained unchanged, he pointed to Chu Fang: "He steals garlic to eat."

"Huh?" Si Nanxing was stunned, "Are you okay with this? Okay, when I pickle the rose sauce for Mr. Zhuyou later, I will also pickle a few bulbs of garlic for you."

Chui Fang was exasperated: "I'm not..."

Zhu Youjun picked up another piece of garlic, with threatening eyes, Chuifang swallowed the garlic silently, grinning from the heat in a corner that Si Nanxing couldn't see.

The author has something to say: No Responsibility Small Theater:

Hang Fang: He secretly pissed me off, I was careless and didn’t flash qaq

感谢在2021-01-2815:12:06~2021-01-2820:34:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Xiaohuang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!