Chapter 124

Judge Cui continued to be busy with his work.

Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji went to the first hall to start the new year's business.

Wenji was in a happy mood, even a little light footed.

Jiang Jiang looked in his eyes and thought with a smile whether he would take the wine to the king of hell for a chat to see if he could take out some words.

The empress of Houtu is very special to the ghosts in the underworld.

Not only Wenji, but most of the judges and ghost messengers were unwilling to do something during their lifetime.

However, when they arrived at the local government, all these problems were solved. If the party concerned is finally reincarnated, he shall continue to be a servant.

He thought for a moment, then did not tell Wenji what he thought.

If he told Wenji, it seemed that he was in a hurry to please Wenji.

"Judge Jiang?" Wen Ji called Jiang Jiang, interrupting his thoughts.

She looked at Jiang Jiang with a little Perplexity: "what's wrong?"

Jiang Jiang was stunned, and then laughed: "No. I'm just thinking about what to drink with judge Cui. "

Wen Ji suggested with a smile: "liquor is the best."

Jiang Jiang nodded with a smile: "yes, liquor is the best. Men should drink spirits. "

Wen Ji was amused by this.

As a winemaker, Jiang Jiang accidentally purified the wine too much, which led to a series of events later. So far, his merits and demerits are amazing.

Liquor is really strong.

It is well-known in the world.

The two judges chatted so much that they gave priority to their work after all.

Until the shift change, Jiang Jiang said goodbye to Wenji, went to the place where he lived, ordered a lot of wine, and went to the underground hot pot shop next to the eighth hall.

When it's not night, only Qi Yaqiu, the ghost reserve, is watching the restaurant with a group of ghosts.

Qi Yaqiu mostly tests hot pot in the kitchen, or finds a table to write some records about the ratio.

Jiang Jiang came in and saw Qi Yaqiu in the corner. He shook the wine in his hand: "drink it?"

Qi Yaqiu refused to drink, of course.

When he saw Jiang Jiang, he basically understood the judge's routine: "what kind of hot pot do you want to eat?"

Jiang Jiang zazui: "spicy string to a little, I take to drink with judge Cui."

Qi Yaqiu asked the ghost to burn some strings.

He didn't ask much and continued to write and draw in his book.

Jiang Jiang takes advantage of this waiting time to gather around Qi Yaqiu to read the book.

This book is full of names of various professional spices, followed by a series of ingredients, each with a chemical formula and weight.

Jiang Jiang

Researchers are worthy of being researchers. No wonder Mengpo human hotpot shop has developed so fast that it can develop new varieties almost every other period of time to improve the taste of hotpot.

If he had studied chemistry in those years, he would have been super at wine making.

Jiang Jiang looked at these professional contents and asked Qi Yaqiu, "do you think it's interesting to study this?"

Qi Yaqiu calculated the numbers: "what I like is to study this process and get the result of" success. ". As for what the research content is, in fact, there is little difference for me. "

He pauses: "maybe that's why I've been jailed for so long."

Sometimes we have to care about what the research content is and what the purpose is.

For example, the purpose of making hotpot is to make hotpot more suitable for people's feelings, not to make it addictive.

Jiang Jiang thought, according to this logic, I'm afraid he should be locked up in the end of time?

Qi Yaqiu's face showed a smile: "string well."

The ghost snorted and carried a large box of strings, covered the box and sent it to Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang took the box away and left a sentence to Qi Yaqiu before he left: "if you think it's interesting, you can apply with the city King next time and work here in the future."

Qi Yaqiu looked at his research book for a long time.

He silently turned the book to the last page and drew a vertical line in the center with his pen.

On the left side of the vertical line, it says "stay" and on the right side, it says "leave".

Then he put his head down on both sides and began to write about the pros and cons.

Jiang Jiang, with wine in one hand and strings in the other, ran to Cui Fujun quite smartly. Along the way, he also lured a group of ghosts who wanted to drink and eat meat.

Poor ghosts, it's not easy to smell some incense in the Spring Festival. Who knows, there's a guy with a "giant incense weapon".

The ghosts rolled their eyes and just wanted to be reincarnated, so that they could have a hot pot before reincarnation.Cui Fu Jun is really in the fifth hall at the moment.

After checking all the items that should be checked, he reported to the first hall and the tenth hall. Finally, he would return to Yama and tell Yama a little about the recent situation in the underworld.

Yama listened carefully, and after listening, he let Cui Fu Jun go. As a judge, Cui Fu Jun's position can be evaluated by more than one judge.

But Cui Fujun heard Yama's instructions and didn't go directly.

He was a little casual, but also with a slight banter: "my Lord, recently came to me to ask empress Houtu, the heat of the news is not much."

Yama's face did not change, and he said with a smile, "well, that's bothering you."

Cui Fu Jun and Yama have been friends for many years. How can we not see Yama's present posture.

Inside and outside, there is no refutation, but also a hint of complacency, almost did not engrave the truth on his face.

The image of a good man in his daily life is so deceptive that up to now, the king of hell still thinks that he has something to hide and uses a gimmick to block the real news of empress Houtu.

Cui Fu Jun is a little helpless: "how should you give me a confession so that I can know how to tell others."

Yama was slightly surprised: "do you still need a confession? You don't know anything. What can you say? What's more, I have said that I have something to do with Houtu. They come to ask me directly. "

Well said.

Cui Fu Jun felt that the king of hell had calculated the people's hearts and arranged all the king of hell properly.

He shook his head and said, "my Lord."

Seeing that Cui Fu Jun was pitiful, the king of hell reluctantly picked up a little sympathy: "it's a long story. It's better not to know than to know. I'll be clear about my wife in a few years. "

Maybe he was afraid that the king of Qin Guang would talk to Cui Fu Jun about something else. Yama also deliberately emphasized: "marriage and other things are all spread in disorder. Don't follow me. Now it's said that two judges, a man and a woman, are standing together. The next day they even have children. "

Cui Fujun

Why hasn't he heard such a powerful rumor?

Seeing that Yama emphasized this, Cui Fu Jun could only nod his head and then left.

Since he shouldn't know, it's better not to know.

When the king saw that Cui Fu Jun had left, he looked at his own screen.

He has never been in the center of public opinion before, and has never experienced this kind of crazy gossip. I don't know how to deal with all kinds of ghost problems, such as black-and-white Impermanence in the center of public opinion for so many years.

Almost every judge and ghost messenger will be asked two questions about black and white impermanence and ox head horse face.

These two partners have almost no cooperation at all.

Anything can be gossip twice, and then be passed on by this ghost to another ghost.

Miserable, or they miserable.

The king of hell sighed a lot at this end. Cui Fujun went out from the fifth hall, opened his mobile phone, and saw the news of Jiang Jiang.

He went to the place where he lived and soon saw Jiang Jiang waiting at the door.

Jiang Jiang has wine in one hand and a box in the other

Cui Fujun walked in two steps and immediately smelled the spicy smell coming from the box.

The saliva in his mouth is naturally secreted. Cui Fu Jun laughs: "nothing to do."

On weekdays, people are always courting Jiang Jiang. Today, it's Jiang Jiang's turn to be courting Cui Fu Jun.

Jiang Jiang said with a smile: "how can we call hospitality when we drink."

Cui Fujun opened the door and gave way to Jiang Jiang: "come in. First of all, I really don't know how much about what Yama said recently. "

Jiang Jiang didn't ask, so he got a refusal.

He didn't give up: "where did I come to ask about this? I came to ask about whether the king of hell would like to drink recently when it's coming to the eighth day of junior high school."

The ninth day of the Lunar New Year is the Jade Emperor's Christmas. Temple fairs are held in many places in the world.

But the eighth day of the Lunar New Year is the birthday of Yama, which is the day that many local officials will pay attention to. In January, only king Yama was born.

When Cui Fujun heard this, he suddenly remembered the eighth day of junior high school and the birthday of Yama.

These days, he was asked about the affairs of King Yama and Houtu. He had to manage a lot of affairs in the underworld, and almost forgot the birthday of King Yama.

He asked Jiang Jiang curiously, "what kind of wine do you want to prepare?"

Jiang Jiang knows wine very well.

He first put his recently brewed wine on the table, then took out his tablet and showed it to Cui Fujun.

A jar of wine was painted on the tablet, with a red paper on it and a white cup beside it, in which there was a cup of sake.

wine looks not strong, slightly clear, can see at the end, a bit like the folk brewed baijiu.Cui Fu Jun does not know the line: "Baijiu?"

Jiang Jiang said with a smile: "that's right. After all, it's transparent. But I call it Qinghuan. "

There are so many drinks for Qinghuan.

There doesn't seem to be anything special.

Cui Fu Jun asked the next taste: "how does it taste?"

Jiang Jiang laughs: "Qing is a clear and transparent Qing, Huan is a ring of greedy Huan, Qinghuan means a drink, the consciousness is clear and refreshing, but the joy in the bottom of my heart can spread. If you drink too much, you can have a clear dream all night. "

As for the content of the dream, I don't know.

Cui Fu Jun listened to a snack itch: "it seems that it is not mellow taste, should taste fresh, not too strong, but the stamina is enough?"

Jiang Jiang nodded: "yes."

Cui Fujun thought it was suitable for Yama: "then choose this one. On the eighth day of junior high school, you can send it to Yama. "

Jiang Jiang, who got the permission, successfully pushed forward his plan and said with a smile, "good."

Cui Fu Jun doesn't know about Yama and Houtu. Yama himself can't have no idea.