Qiao Keer picked up Meng Po soup and looked at it carefully, and the production date and expiration date were also printed on the can, and the shelf life was one hundred years.

"Wow, it's still mass production...... Qiao Ke'er looked up at him and continued to ask, "Is this Meng Po soup produced by Meng Po?"

"No, it's just the same recipe." Bai Wuchang looked down at her and said slowly, "How about it, do you want to have a can to taste it?" There are also strawberry, matcha, chocolate flavors, ......"

"Qi, don't!" Qiao Ke'er glanced at him and said with disgust: "The Meng Po soup that left Meng Po has no soul, even if it is the same recipe, it is not authentic."

She looked down at the can in her hand and returned the can of Meng Po soup to him. "People drink Meng Po soup once in their lives, how can they replace it with this mass-produced canning product? The service of the underworld is really not distracted, and even Meng Po soup began to be perfunctory...... Could this be the legendary ghost? ”

"Oh, the little girl still has a lot of truths?" Bai Wuchang sighed and said helplessly: "No way, Meng Po ...... her"

"Ahem~" Hei Wuchang deliberately coughed twice, interrupting his words and reminding him coldly: "You know how much you say, the work report is finished?"

"Yes, I almost forgot ......" Bai Wuchang raised his hand and patted his head, and glanced back at Qiao Ke'er. The underworld is confidential and can't tell you. ”

After he finished speaking, he poured a cup of hot tea and brought it to Hei Wuchang, and said doggedly: "Hehe, old Hei...... I've noticed that you've been getting more and more handsome lately, and you're still working very efficiently! ”

"Something to say." Lao Hei glanced at him lightly, without any expression on his face.

Bai Wuchang stood behind him, pinching his shoulders and beating his back. "Lao Hei, do you want to ...... about the work report?"

"Write it yourself!" Lao Hei opened his hand, threw down a sentence coldly, and turned to leave.

"Lao Hei, I've been working together for hundreds of years, how can you be so ruthless and unjust......" Bai Wuchang grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go, his tone was a little coquettish. Just this once, help me...... Otherwise, you will have to deduct your wages again. ”

Qiao Ke'er looked at them in surprise, goosebumps were about to rise. is a tall man of more than one meter and eight meters, and she is ashamed of herself when she is coquettish......

The problem that others can solve with coquettishness, she likes to use threats.

Forget it, I can't stand it!

Qiao Keer returned to the bedroom on the second floor and lay down in the warm quilt for a while.

……

Early in the morning, she was awakened by the smell of food.

Preserved egg and lean pork porridge, fried eggs, steak, fried dumplings......

Hungry all night, the smell was an irresistible temptation for her. She slid out of bed, put on her pink pajamas and slippers, and ran downstairs.

"It's so fragrant...... Qiao Keer just came downstairs and saw a large table of delicacies, all of which she loved to eat.

She raised her hand and touched her empty stomach, and swallowed unconsciously. Striding to the table, picking up a large piece of fried egg and stuffing it into his mouth......

"Smack-" and a slap landed on the back of her hand.

"Hey, it hurts...... she felt a little upset when she saw the omelette fall back on the plate." Li Yanyuan, you stinky dweller! Why are you hitting me, you ......"

"Let's go wash up first." Seeing her with a chicken nest-like hairstyle, Li Yanyuan frowned and carried her to the bathroom like a chicken.