A guide to getting rich

Chapter 1795 The pickles have expired

With one hand closed, the portrait disappeared into the eyes. Looking sideways, the kitchen, which was originally separated by the wall, appeared in front of the eyes very clearly, as if the brick wall had turned into transparent glass.

The slender figure was busy in the kitchen, she didn't know what she was doing, and she couldn't smell any aroma, but she just felt that the food she made must be the most delicious.

Unlike other brothers in Hades, he needs to sleep and eat, and he can be cold or hot.

Therefore, his residence will have the same facilities as the human world.

But he didn't know how long he hadn't used the kitchen, and there were special subordinates responsible for the daily food.

Originally, he thought that the food in the world was the same as what he ate, tasteless, bland and salt-free.

It wasn't until he tasted the food he got from Zhou Tiantian that he realized that the life he had lived in the past was not as good as a pig or a dog.

The pig and dog food in the world is better than his food!
In the long years, this was the first time he envied life in the world.

There are not many things in the kitchen, there are rice and noodles, very few dishes, and even less seasoning, not even salt.

Luckily, she found a pack of pickled vegetables that had expired, and cooked a bowl of noodles with pickled vegetables and shredded pork. She tasted it, um—the taste was a bit bland.

And a little weird.

Maybe the pickles have expired!
With a natural expression, she brought out the shredded pork noodles and placed them on the empty desk.

There were obviously a lot of things on the desk before, but now it is empty.

"That's it?" Jun Luoheng looked at the kitchen again, as if there was nothing waiting for her to bring.

"You don't have anything in the kitchen. It's good to be able to cook this. You have to ask people to buy vegetables." She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "It doesn't seem good to let ghosts go to buy vegetables. Why don't I go? Make sure to buy the food you like to eat."

Jun Luoheng didn't look at her, and went straight to eat with chopsticks.

After taking three big mouthfuls, she responded: "Write down the names of the ingredients, and I will arrange it myself."

"Oh—" I knew this guy would not let her go so easily.

"Isn't it light?" The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Bai Zhi asked out of words.

Jun Luoheng had already finished eating at this time, and pushed the empty bowl in front of Bai Zhi: "Is there any more?"

Bai Zhi shook her head: "It's gone, I just cooked these, let's eat it next time." It was to make him eat earlier, so I deliberately cooked less, otherwise how would I feed him five meals a day?
"What time is it now? Is it day or night?" There were no windows in the room, so she couldn't see what the weather was like outside, and she didn't have a mobile phone on her body, so she didn't know what time it was.

Strange to say, there is not even a clock in this huge study.

"This is the Hades, there is no distinction between day and night, and there is no time." Except for him, the rest of the people who live here are ghosts, who don't need to eat or sleep, and don't care about the length of the day.

Everything here, except order, is eternity.

"There is no day and night? Then, don't you sleep?"

Bai Zhi looked at the bed she slept in, there was obviously a bed.

Jun Luoheng leaned back into the chair: "I'll sleep, they won't."

I sleep, they don't sleep?
Bai Zhi suddenly understood something, the Jun Luoheng in front of him was indeed different from ordinary ghosts.

Since she opened her yin and yang eyes, she has seen many ghosts, and each ghost has some imprints on their bodies, which represent the imprints of their death methods.

Zhou Tiantian had blood holes on his head, and Xing'er had bruises on his neck. These were the fatal wounds when they died.

(End of this chapter)