I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

Meng Po put the pot down steadily with incredible ease. Her nose instantly caught a tantalizing aroma, which made her involuntarily follow the smell and look over. She found that the aroma came from the house. "What treasure do you have hidden in your house? It smells so good."

Qin Yunie was a little confused after hearing her words, and said puzzledly: "I'm not hiding anything."

Then I realized that the fragrance Mengpo was talking about might be the aroma of the food she had just cooked. "Oh, right, it might be the aroma of the food I just cooked."

Hearing this, Meng Po's beautiful eyes lit up and she floated directly into the house.

The smell in the house became even stronger. She stared at the steaming food on the table with her beautiful eyes. She took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly, "That's the smell. It's so fragrant. I haven't smelled anything this fragrant in years."

Meng Po turned back to look at Qin Yunie, blinked, and asked reservedly: "Can I eat it?"

Qin Yunie was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll go get the dishes and chopsticks."

After getting the consent, Meng Po found a place to sit down and was about to start eating.

Her eyes inadvertently swept over an extremely exquisite food box on the table, "Huh? Is this a magic weapon? There are very few magic weapons like this in the whole world. I didn't expect you to have one here. It just looks a little familiar."

Qin Yunie was slightly startled when he heard her words. Just as he was about to explain, the bell outside the door rang, and the next second, the King of Hell's servant appeared in the room.

Meng Po felt the ghostly aura and frowned slightly, feeling somewhat displeased. She thought to herself, "These little ghosts are becoming increasingly ignorant of the rules. Don't they know I'm here?"

Although Meng Po appears to be just a guard at the Naihe Bridge, she gives Meng Po soup to reincarnated ghosts so that they can forget their past lives and start over.

But Meng Po's position in the underworld is very important. Although she looks young and beautiful, she has actually stayed in the underworld longer than Judge Cui and others, and is a veritable elder.

She voluntarily stayed on the Naihe Bridge and refused to reincarnate.

Before entering the house, the young servant saw the pot that Meng Po had placed in the yard. He knew that Meng Po was there too, so he bowed respectfully and said, "Meng Po."

Meng Po raised her eyes slightly, looked in the direction of the voice, tilted her head, and asked lazily, "Are you the servant of the King of Hell?"

The waiter said, "To Mengpo, yes."

Upon hearing this, Meng Po had an idea in mind and asked, "Oh? So this food box belongs to the King of Hell! I was wondering why it looked so familiar. Are you here to get food for your King of Hell?"

"Yes."

Meng Po glanced at Qin Yunie who was standing there with a bowl and chopsticks, and said something in an ambiguous tone, "Tsk tsk tsk, the King of Hell eats really well."

She waved her hand and said, "Okay, take it away. Don't make the King of Hell wait anxiously."

The waiter hurried forward, put away the food box, bowed and left the room.

Meng Po sighed deliberately, "I thought you knew I was coming and specially prepared such a big table of food for me. It turns out that it was not prepared specially for me. How sad."

Qin Yunie: "..."

She looked at Meng Po helplessly. She knew Meng Po was just teasing her. She placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of her and said, "I made this for you, too."

Meng Po picked up the chopsticks with satisfaction, picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, savoring it carefully.

Her expression was first surprise, then satisfaction, and finally admiration.

"Hmm~ Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good. No wonder even the picky King of Hell likes to eat it. I now realize that what Judge Cui said this time is absolutely right. If you open a restaurant in the underworld with your cooking skills, the business will definitely be very good." Meng Po said as she picked up a few more pieces of vegetables and put them into the bowl.

Seeing Meng Po like it, Qin Yunie couldn't help but laugh and said softly: "If you like it, you can come often in the future."

Meng Po raised her head and looked at Qin Yunie, a smile flashing in her eyes, "You said it, so I won't be polite. I will come here often to eat for free."

After saying that, Meng Po continued to enjoy the food in front of her.

"It's really too much. Not a single ghost told me this. If I had known earlier, I would have eaten it a long time ago." Meng Po complained.

After she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and looked at Qin Yunie with a complicated expression, "Could it be that the person they were talking about last time was you?"

Qin Yunie's mouth was full of food, and he asked in confusion: "What?"

Meng Po said in a succinct way, "Before, I heard some ghost officials complaining behind my back, saying that my cooking skills were too poor and the Meng Po soup I made was too unpalatable, and they wanted the boss to make it instead. I was so angry that I beat up those ghost officials. Then I started the journey of improving Meng Po soup, and they still complained!"

At this point, Meng Po was furious and shouted, "It was clearly because they thought it tasted bad that I improved the Meng Po soup. But now, not only do they complain that my Meng Po soup is not tasty, they also say that my tea is poisoning them! Whenever I look for them, they run away faster than rabbits! They either have a mission, something to do, or other excuses. They even made up a story about his partner having a baby!"

Qin Yunie's mouth twitched: "..."

How powerful is this Mengpo soup that it frightens so many ghost officials.

If Meng Po was skeptical at first, after eating the food made by Qin Yunie, she had 200% expectations for Qin Yunie's cooking skills.

She said to Qin Yunie with a serious face, "Little girl, you must help me improve Mengpo soup. Humph! I want to surprise them! After drinking one bowl, they will want a second one! They will be hooked and unable to stop! But humph, no way!"

Qin Yunie felt a great deal of pressure from the Mengpo Soup that all the ghost officials feared. "I will...try my best."

Meng Po: "I have confidence in your cooking skills. If you can make these so delicious, then Meng Po soup is definitely no problem for you."

Qin Yunie hesitated: "Hmm..."

After dinner, Meng Po offered to help her wash the dishes and asked her to think about how to improve the Meng Po soup.

Qin Yunie was a little skeptical, "Can you really do it?"

Meng Po said confidently: "No."

"But I could use this."

After she finished speaking, she summoned something that looked like a small coal ball, but it was red, a bright red. From a distance, it looked a bit like rambutan, but it was brighter red than rambutan, and it was furry, with a pair of big, watery eyes that sparkled. There seemed to be some pattern between the eyebrows and eyes, but Qin Yunie couldn't see it clearly. She just thought it looked very beautiful.

The little red ball of fur jumped twice on the spot, "Guji~"

Qin Yunie was immediately attracted. She bent down to look the little fur ball in the eye, her peach blossom eyes gleaming with a dazzling light. "So cute! It's so small, is it really okay? Won't it get dirty?"

Meng Po waved her hand, "Xiao Hong, give one to Sister Xiao Yu."

Xiaohong?

This name was chosen quite casually.

However, after the little fur ball named Xiaohong jumped twice, it actually grew two hands and two feet?