I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

Si Nanxing's small courtyard opened the door, and there was an open-air small courtyard in front of the front hall. A pond was dug in the southwest corner, and two or three trees were planted beside the pond. It was not the season of flowering, so it was hard to tell what kind of tree it was.

There are a few tables and chairs that are easy to move in the small open-air courtyard, and diners can sit wherever they want to drag the tables and chairs.

Next to the front hall is the kitchen, Si Nanxing cooks with the door open, and chats with the diners waiting for the meal while doing things.Even today's diners were a little unfamiliar with each other, and no one spoke.

Si Nanxing washed the pot with water, and served the soaked soybeans. The soybeans were originally intended to be squeezed into soy milk the next day, but the stewed pig's trotters with soybeans were extremely delicious, so I used them today.

Stewing pig's trotters takes a lot of time and is not suitable for fresh cooking, but his diners are special, they are not living people, they are not hungry, and they are not afraid of waiting.

Yuchi sat in front of his immediate superior like a schoolboy, finally stood up uncontrollably, and rushed into the kitchen in two steps: "Boss, I'm here to help you!"

Si Nanxing looked confused and rushed into the kitchen as if he was fleeing for his life.

Mr. Zhuyou didn't understand, so he just thought it was a mortal etiquette, so he paused, followed, and stood in the kitchen together.

The kitchen of Sinan Xing's house was already quite big, but it still seemed a bit crowded with three people squeezed in.

Si Nanxing looked at Yuchi, and asked hesitantly, "Aren't you also a soul body? How can I help you?"

Yuchi choked, touched his nose in embarrassment: "I, I'll help take a look, just take a look."

Looking at it this way, Lord Zhuyou, as one of the Ten Lords of the Underworld, is indeed much more advanced than Yincha, at least there is someone who can help.

Si Nanxing asked him, "Can you chop vegetables?"

Zhu Youjun hesitated and shook his head.

Si Nanxing sighed: "If you don't know how to chop vegetables, what can you do for me? Go out and sit. I'll leave the pot for you to wash after eating."

Yuchi almost knelt down next to him, he thought to himself that he was worthy of being a benefactor, and talking to Lord Zhuyou was tough.

Yuchi left the kitchen disheartened, and the two souls of Sha Ya stretched their necks to watch the movement in the kitchen, only daring to make eye contact with each other.

Lord Zhuyou didn't leave, he said, "Tell me what kind of cut it is, I can cut it."

It still sounds a little unconvinced.

Si Nanxing thought for a while, picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, and cut the required ingredients, scallions and ginger into small pieces as a demonstration: "Here, just cut it like this, okay?"

Zhu Youjun nodded, and took the knife in his hand.

Si Nanxing started to boil the water, and looked distractedly at Zhu Youjun's cutting, so he was relieved: "It's enough to cut so much."

Boil the water, put the trotters, scallions, ginger slices, and cooking wine into the pot and blanch the water to remove the fishy smell, cook on high heat to produce foam, cook until the surface of the trotters is cooked, then remove them, and pass them to Zhu Youjun for help Rinse off with cool water.

Si Nanxing started to fry the sugar color.

Pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, heat the oil to a suitable temperature, pour in rock sugar and stir-fry. After a while, the snow-white ice crystals will melt, gradually showing a yellowish color, and then evolving into a translucent maroon.

At this time, you can put the pig's trotters in.

Pour the drained pig's trotters into the pot, and as Si Nanxing stir-fries, it will gradually become evenly colored with sugar. At this time, pay attention to the temperature so that it does not become burnt. If you are not careful, it will become caramelized. .

Stir-fry roughly evenly, add oil consumption, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, salt and other seasonings in proportion, and stir-fry again evenly. The pig's trotters coated with a layer of sugar color are then dyed with the color of soy sauce. The thick oily red sauce is sweet and fragrant. Just smelling it makes people move their index fingers.

Zhu Youjun couldn't help much later, but he stood in the kitchen, and he didn't move, his eyes were fixed on the pot for a moment.

Now he understood a little bit why Yuchi was so excited when he saw the bag of pig's trotters, it was indeed a good thing.

After simply stir-frying, add an appropriate amount of water, just enough to cover the ingredients. Si Nanxing opened the spice box on the side, picked a few spices such as bay leaves and star anise, and threw in a small piece of dried chili Refresh.

Yuchi, who looked out from afar, ignored his boss and shouted: "Not enough peppers, little boss, put two more!"

Sha Ya turned pale with shock: "No! Can't put any more! Enough is enough!"

One of the two of them didn't like spicy food, and the other didn't like spicy food. Si Nanxing took no notice of it, ignored them, and put the lid on the pot.

Zhu Youjun couldn't help but say: "Are you ready?"

Si Nanxing shook the soybeans in his hand: "I haven't put this one in yet. Let me tell you, this one is better than meat."

Zhu Youjun blinked, and waited with him.

The transparent pot cover was covered with a layer of white mist, and the soup in the pot boiled. Si Nanxing opened the pot cover, and the mellow aroma of pig's trotters wafted out domineeringly. The two souls outside drifted here obsessively for a few steps.

Si Nanxing poured the soybeans in at once, stirred it a little, and closed the lid again.

After adjusting the heat, he nodded: "Wait for half an hour, just add a little water in the middle."

When he turned around, he was looking at Mr. Shangzhuyou with somewhat curious eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it your idea to let me open the Hades cafeteria? I thought you were very good at food and appreciated it very much. It's my job."

Lord Zhuyou was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "I just let the errand see you for convenience, and the one who suggested the cafeteria of the underworld...is the evil king."

Si Nanxing was a little confused: "The Taboo Evil Lord...have I seen it?"

Zhu Youjun replied straightforwardly: "Not in this life."

That was before this life.

Si Nanxing touched his chin, the pig's trotters were already stewing in the pot, he finally asked the question he had been curious about for a long time: "Mr. Zhuyou, Yuchi said that I am your benefactor, what is going on?"

Zhu Youjun fell silent.

Looking at his face, Si Nanxing felt that he didn't want to talk, so he stopped asking, and changed the subject casually: "Mr. Zhuyou, what kind of affairs are you usually responsible for in the underworld? I don't think you are very familiar with mortal affairs. Don't you come here often?"

Zhu Youjun nodded: "I seldom come to the mortal world, and I usually deal with those thorns. Ghosts who refuse to reincarnate, refuse to be arrested, and ghosts with deep grievances. Generally, ghosts can't deal with them, so I will deal with them." Let me catch them, most of the people in my hands can also deal with these things."

It was only then that Si Nanxing remembered that it was Yuchi who had saved him when he was stalked by a ghost, and Zhu Youjun's subordinates seemed to be able to fight a little better than ordinary ghosts.There is also Zhuyoujun's proficient technique when he tied the snake, he is very proficient in catching any ghosts or monsters.

"It's amazing." Si Nanxing praised him without hesitation, "By the way, that snake demon..."

"That's Ba Snake, turn back and ask the evil king to ask him who instigated it." Zhu Youjun frowned and looked at him, "Generally speaking, a mortal like you would not be targeted by such a big monster. .”

"Generally speaking, a mortal like me can't open a canteen in the underworld." Si Nanxing laughed, seemingly not caring that he almost lost his life just now, "it happened by chance."

Zhu Youjun looked down at him: "You can take it easy."

"Of course." Si Nanxing tossed his hair triumphantly, and walked aside to make milk powder for the kitten.

He bought several baby bottles, stuffed one for Mr. Zhuyou casually, and said jokingly: "Feed your godson with your own hands, Mr. Zhuyou?"

Zhu Youjun held the feeding bottle, frowned, watching Si Nanxing squat down to pick up the kitten, and stuffed the pacifier into its mouth.He looked at it for a while, then followed Si Nanxing's example and squatted down, picking up the pure black kitten.

He looked at the kitten he was holding on to the pacifier with some surprise, and commented: "It's quite spiritual, maybe it can turn demons."

Si Nanxing replied casually: "It must be the credit of biting Zhu Youjun's finger."

Lord Zhuyou: "..."

Half an hour is long or short, and Si Nanxing doesn't have to pay attention to the time himself. Sha Ya can't wait to live in the wall clock of his house, and as soon as the o'clock comes, he yells desperately: "It's cooked! Cook it again!" old!"

Si Nanxing walked slowly to the kitchen: "How can it get old? If you stew it for a while, the pig's trotters will be even more rotten, and the bones will fall off after a sip..."

Yuchi swallowed, and his face fell down: "Stop talking, the child is about to cry, please, little boss, let's open the pot!"

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, hot air wrapped in aroma steamed out, not to mention the exaggeration of soaring into the sky, but also worthy of saying that the room is full of fragrance.

Slaughtering the fragrance intoxicatedly, Sha Ya said sourly: "Whoever lives next to your house is really in bad luck. Your house wafts out such an excessive fragrance all day and night, and it will make people live." !"

Si Nanxing was still slowly groping for the rag to carry it, Zhu Youjun couldn't help but take a step forward: "I'll do it."

Si Nanxing handed the pot to him, and Mr. Zhuyou was not afraid of being scalded, so he held the pot steadily with one hand, and divided the dishes one spoon at a time.

At this time, Sha Ya didn't care about being afraid, and shouted with bright eyes: "That piece of meat, that piece of meat is good! Hey, thank you Lord Zhuyou, Lord Zhuyou made a fortune!"

Lord Zhuyou: "..."

Not to be outdone, Yuchi also yelled: "Mr. Zhuyou, I have been working diligently and conscientiously at work recently! Give me more soybeans and chili peppers, I can chew them well!"

Si Nanxing laughed: "It's almost there, if you give them more, you will lose yourself."

He took out the token from his pocket, Yuchi consciously went up and pressed it, and Sha Ya wanted to press it too, Si Nanxing stopped her, and pressed it himself: "I told you, I invite you."

He looked at Mr. Zhuyou, pressed it again, and said with a smile, "I invite Mr. Zhuyou as well."

Yuchi, who was the only one who paid the bill by himself, looked at them sourly: "What happened? Why did the little boss suddenly treat me to dinner?"

Sha Ya proudly straightened his chest: "Do what is right!"

Zhu Youjun looked at the remaining bowl on the stove and asked, "What about you?"

Si Nanxing was taken aback, and he shook his head helplessly: "I can't eat these, my heart is bad, and I have many taboos, and I can't eat high-fat and greasy ones, but I have already tasted some soybeans secretly when I helped you season them just now. You eat."

Zhu Youjun took a look at him, bowed his head to fill himself with pig's trotters, and asked, "You don't eat it yourself, why do you still make these?"

Si Nanxing laughed: "In order to take care of me, my family used to accompany me to clear porridge and side dishes all year round. I also feel distressed. I can only make delicious food for them. I can't eat it myself. Seeing others eat happily happy too."

"Happy!" Sinanxing flashed the token, and the yin and yang were temporarily connected. Shaya couldn't wait to pick up the bowl, ran to the seat outside the house, and smiled at Sinanxing, "I am very happy to eat." show you!"

Si Nanxing shook his head, a little helpless: "You didn't take any chopsticks."

Sha Ya waved his hand boldly: "What kind of chopsticks do you need to eat pig's trotters! I'll do it right away!"

Yuchi followed her, pulled his chopsticks and walked out, smelling the aroma and shaking his head: "Young man, you just can't hold your breath."

Si Nanxing rolled his eyes with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Mr. Zhuyou: "Please, Mr. Zhuyou, try my handicraft."