flstandardbreds Chapter 123 The decision is yours
Chapter 123 The decision is yours
Yamana first took a stroll around Huangquan Street, which was quite lively.
There is no sunlight to be seen in the eight hundred miles of the Yellow Springs.
The dark and gloomy streets were adorned with colorful lanterns, and various shops and stalls lined both sides of the road.
The species that come and go are numerous and varied, and come in all sorts of strange shapes.
A snarling bull's head was standing in front of a stall selling sour gourds, haggling over the price.
The two brothers, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, were passionately battling a bald dog at another stall.
An old ginseng spirit and a fish and shrimp vendor were arguing; a woman with rosy cheeks stood in front of her fabric shop, hawking her wares; and an old street performer in the teahouse was still playing a mournful, lifeless erhu...
"Hmm... this underworld is so lively... the Bridge of Helplessness must be just ahead." Shan Nai was so captivated by the Underworld Street that she strolled around for quite a while before remembering that she needed to find Meng Po.
The Bridge of Helplessness is a transparent bridge over the River of Oblivion, a necessary passage for souls about to be reincarnated.
Meng Po's stall was right next to the Naihe Bridge, and Shan Nai saw it as soon as she arrived at the bridge.
"Oh dear, another bleak day~" Meng Po sat in front of her stall, stirring the huge soup pot with a long ladle.
This large soup pot is actually designed as a divided pot (half hot pot, half cold pot).
One half of the soup was a vibrant green, still bubbling and sticky, while the other half was crystal clear, emitting a mysterious purple mist.
This kind of Meng Po soup is impossible to associate with the word "delicious".
As soon as Meng Po saw Shan Nai coming over, she immediately smiled and said, "Little Ju Ju~ Have you eaten yet? Let me get you a bowl of soup."
Shannai stood there, stunned. She looked at the soup in the big pot, clenched her cat-like fist, and said, "I...I've already eaten!"
The Meng Po here is not the old woman that Shan Nai imagined; on the contrary, she is a charming and lazy older sister.
The green soup is safe for the residents of the underworld to drink; it's very nutritious!
The colorless Meng Po soup is for the departed souls.
"You're still so stubborn, you little cat. Didn't you say you had a good way to be self-reliant? What is it?" Meng Po leaned back in her chair, her tone light and airy.
This is like an NPC, automatically advancing the plot! Shan Nai's brain was working at lightning speed, and she nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, I... I want to sell... sell delicious food like Sister Meng Po!"
Hearing this, Meng Po put down her soup spoon and chuckled, "Juju, what can a little cat like you sell? Cuteness? Can I pet your tail? Hmm~"
"No...no!" Shanna shook her round little head, her tone serious, and hurriedly curled her little tail and covered it with her paws.
How can your tail be touched by others?
"Just kidding. I have to go home for a bit. Can you watch my stall for me? Today, all the people who come to the Bridge of Helplessness are poor ghosts who can't afford the soup." Meng Po slowly stood up, her eyes glazed over.
"Okay, sister!" she readily agreed.
Watching Meng Po's departing figure, Shan Nai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
[Number of online hosts in this room: 66/99]
"Wow, it's only been less than an hour, and 10 have already been eliminated? How did they manage that..."
Just as Shan Nai was about to open the spatial storage, she heard a notification sound in her mind.
As a spirit cat who has cultivated for many years, she has excellent adaptability, responsiveness, and resourcefulness.
However, some hosts are just ordinary people, or those who are overprotected by their system. They are so scared that they die before the horror park even opens for business.
Teleported to a time of turmoil and famine, I had just taken out the supplies I wanted to sell when I was robbed by a mob...
In an ancient palace intrigue setting, he offends the imperial concubine upon his first appearance and is subsequently executed.
With sharp eyes, Shan Nai gazed at the passing souls and residents, then plopped down in Meng Po's chair and began to implement her plan.
Opening the storage space, it was filled with fresh ingredients: radishes, potatoes, lettuce, tofu, instant noodles with vermicelli, various meatballs, and mushrooms…
“?^._.^?Gagagaga!” Shan Nai covered her mouth with her pink cat paws and laughed heartily.
Aren't these ingredients and utensils the best choice for making mala tang?
I've chosen you, Lucky Spicy Hot Pot!
Actually, when the veiled woman exchanged a packet of secret-recipe braising spices with her, and the merman gave it to her for free because he thought the broth was useless, Shan Nai already knew what she should sell to earn points.
"First blood is still useful! The golden item box is just too awesome!"
Shan Nai took out a specially crafted metal bag that could be synthesized, clicked on online synthesis, and assembled it into a simple hot pot cart on the 3D screen.
The rectangular cart has a table around which people can gather to eat skewers, with two empty spaces in the middle for spicy and non-spicy soup.
The empty spaces inside can also be used to store food.
Oh right, she also has four little wheels. Let's assemble them together, and... hey, perfect!
Shan Nai took out her homemade mala tang cart, carefully looked it over, and was very satisfied. She stretched out her paw and gave herself a thumbs up, saying, "Now I can start making the soup."
As Shan Nai hummed a little tune, she poured the broth evenly into the two large empty containers, then added dried chili peppers to the spicy soup pot, and then she was about to turn on the heat…
fire? !
"Meow meow meow, no fire! Oh no, oh no..." Shan Nai covered her head with her paws, her eyes wide open, jumping around anxiously.
Shan Nai squatted on the chair, her disappointed gaze falling on the large pot of Meng Po soup. "Was this cooked over a fire?"
She nimbly jumped off the chair and circled the soup pot to observe it.
It turned out that this large soup pot was actually cooked on a very primitive wood-fired stove!
"Okay, let's go gather firewood first..."
Shan Nai didn't dare go far, since she still had to watch over Meng Po's stall. She could only pick up some dry branches nearby to tide her over.
Fortunately, no ghosts came to buy soup this time.
"Little Orange, what are you doing?"
Shan Nai was squatting in the empty shelf of the mala tang cart, busy with her work, when Meng Po's voice came from above her head.
"Hmm... these are the materials I need to produce on my own~ Hehe." Shan Nai raised her face, twitched her ears, and gave Meng Po a cute smile.
"So cute! I want to give Little Orange a big sip!" Meng Po clenched her fists and spun around in place, screaming with excitement.
Shan Nai squinted and continued working, finding stones and mud to mix together and pile them into two simple stoves, then breaking the dry branches he had just picked up into small pieces and stuffing them in.
"Fire...how did the fire come about?" Shan Nai frowned and muttered to herself.
"boom!"
A small blue flame suddenly appeared in front of her, startling her.
"Fire!" Meng Po also squatted to the side to watch the excitement.
Shannai pointed to the finished stove, "Thank you, sister. Please put the fire here."
After all, she is Meng Po; she still possesses some supernatural powers.
Meng Po raised an eyebrow, parted her cherry lips slightly, and casually blew, causing the blue flame to fall steadily into the spot that Shan Nai had pointed to.
Very well, the fire has started.
Everything went smoothly, and Shan Nai began to take out the ingredients and cut them with a fruit knife.
Potato slices, tofu cubes, cabbage, lotus root...
Fortunately, there aren't many dishes that need to be cut; for example, oyster mushrooms and enoki mushrooms don't need to be cut.
She was actually a novice; if she hadn't often gone down the mountain to eat spicy hot pot during her cultivation days, she would have had no idea how these things were combined together.
'Glug glug glug~'
The rich, spicy broth slowly releases its enticing aroma, making your mouth water.
The abundant ingredients are soaked in the spicy and fragrant red broth, and each meatball is cooked until it is plump and juicy.
There are no bamboo skewers available right now, so we can only sell the galangal individually.
While she was cooking the spicy hot pot, she had already subtly inquired about the prices here from Meng Po.
The smallest denomination coin, 1, can buy a pancake, while the Meng Po soup costs 100 coins, and so on...
Shannai decides that one spicy hot pot costs 10 coins!