"Can Meng Po soup really be drunk?"

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

Lu Xu smiled, and said calmly: "It's okay, you'll get drunk if you drink too much."

As the two were talking, a new guest came outside. Looking at him, he was well-dressed and no different from ordinary people, but he was a living person who could live in the underworld. It was obvious that he was a ghost.

Lu Xu was a well-known figure in the underworld. Even if they were not his customers, all the ghost friends who died knew him.

When the ghosts came in and saw Lu Xu, they were a little reserved. They stood in a row and greeted him politely. Some were even hesitant, looking at each other, wondering whether to leave.

Seeing this, Lu Xu smiled and said in a very gentle tone: "Everyone here is a guest, there is nothing to worry about."

"Yeah!"

Seeing Lu Xu's easygoing and natural attitude, the ghosts relaxed instantly. After ordering the food, they still cared about Lu Xu's progress in the show: "Lord Lu Xu, shouldn't you pack up and prepare for your debut? I have asked my family to vote in my dreams before. If necessary, we can try to apply again..."

When Lu Xu first participated in the competition, his popularity was not the first. Others were mobilizing the whole nation to vote, but his first batch of fans were busy asking their families to vote in their dreams at night.

Because it was all done in the early morning, many people thought that Lu Xu was operating a "Yellow Spring Passerby" for the company's operation, but they didn't know that the Yellow Spring was real, but the passerby was not a human.

"No need." Lu Xu first thanked them politely, and then rejected the good intention.

After death, people have no connection with the original world, so it is better to have fewer interactions.

"The soup is here!" Before Meng Po came out, a rich aroma was already wafting out of the kitchen.

Even though Ji Xiunian had been to so many places and eaten so much food, he still felt that the taste of this soup was strong and hard to resist.

"Hey, it's the guests who made an appointment." Meng Po brought out the soup, and when she saw the few people sitting there, she couldn't help but smile and confirm the information.

"Do you need to make an appointment here too?" Ji Xiunian couldn't help but ask Lu Xu when he heard it.

Lu Xu nodded and whispered, "Yes, because the raw materials of the soup are precious, they are basically in limited supply."

Before they finished speaking, another waiter-like kid came out and served soup to the new customers. Before serving the soup, he did not forget to carefully confirm the customer information, and then distributed the soup marked with the name according to the name.

Ji Xiunian watched from the side and felt that it was novel. He always felt that the soup customized by a special person was a bit like treating the symptoms.

Seeing his curiosity, Meng Po smiled and explained, "The soup here is customized according to the needs of the 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. I guarantee that one bowl will work."

Eight out of ten things in life are not satisfactory.

Sometimes, you do something shameful or painful at a certain time, and you can't forget it when you are alive, and you will keep remembering it after you die.

Ghosts can remember everything clearly at once before reincarnation, but now the birth rate in the world is getting lower and lower, and you have to draw lots to reincarnate, and the waiting time has become longer than before. It is shameful and painful when you are alive, and it is too miserable to have to endure all this after death.

In order to provide more humane services to these stranded ghosts, Mengpo Chinese Restaurant has specially launched some memory clearing services.

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

There is more than one Mengpo in the restaurant. The employees were all star chefs when they were alive, and those who cannot be reincarnated after death come here to work. You know what? If everyone has their own specialty dish, it would be a full banquet.

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

Before he could ask, the other side dishes ordered by the guests were served.

Seeing the candles and yellow paper on the tray, Ji Xiunian was dumbfounded -

this thing is a dish?

The waiter brought the offering to the guest's table, and then kindly lit the incense and burned the paper.

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

Ji Xiunian then remembered that ghosts have different digestive systems from humans, so naturally they eat different things. Thinking

of Meng Po's talk about the full banquet, and looking at the table of candles and yellow paper, Ji Xiunian couldn't connect the two together for a moment.

Meng Po seemed to see his confusion and patiently explained: "The incense here is different from other places. We have various flavors for you to choose from. According to the different needs of the guests, our incense also has several major cuisines. Some are cooked into Sichuan cuisine, some are cooked into Shandong cuisine, and some are cooked into Cantonese cuisine... In short, no matter whether it is sweet, sour or spicy, as long as the guests want to taste it, we can cook it for them..."

Incense cooked into dishes...

Well, it is indeed the underworld.

"Brother Nian, if you have anything you want, I can also cook it for you, and it will be on my account." It can be seen that Meng Po is really a fan of Ji Xiunian, and even calls him like a fan.

However, facing this enthusiasm, Ji Xiunian just wanted to refuse. Burning him or something, just hearing it...

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

Although his youth was not smooth, but every memory he had walked step by step was a part of his life, and Ji Xiunian didn't want to press the delete key.

Seeing this, Lu Xu couldn't help but smile, and then took a spoon and drank two sips: "Brother Nian, ours is also special, it won't delete the memory, at most it's just a tonic."

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

Lu Xu said so, even if it was poison, Ji Xiunian would drink it.

He imitated Lu Xu and took a sip, only to find that this soup was really delicious.

It was mellow and intoxicating .

There was no strange smell, it just made people feel like they were back to the best time of their lives, with every cell in their body filled with satisfaction and happiness.

"How does it taste?"

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

Meng Po was delighted to be praised by her idol, and nodded immediately: "It's not bad, this pot is only twenty years old. If you wait another ten years, it will taste better."

Tsk...

Twenty years of soup...

Ji Xiunian unconsciously raised his hand to his abdomen, just hoping that there would be no adverse reactions.

Meng Po originally wanted to ask Ji Xiunian to order new flavors of incense, but was stopped by Lu Xu: "We have to go to the rehearsal site now. After all, it's our first time as a guest, and it won't be good to be late."

Meng Po agreed, and the feeding plan had to be put on hold for the time being. She just told Ji Xiunian twice that he could come anytime he wanted to eat for free.

Ji Xiunian appreciated her kindness, but he didn't want to come again.

The two came out of the restaurant and soon arrived at the program recording site.

Although it is in the underworld, you can tell from a distance that the scale of the talent show here is no worse than that of the human world by looking at the area of ​​the studio.

At this moment, many ghosts have gathered here, all crowded together to watch the stage. Before Lu Xu and his friends came closer to see what was going on, the fans here were already shouting at the top of their lungs: "Zhang Jiamu, I love you, Zhang Jiamu!!!"