It's Half July in the Human World, and I'm Selling Lunch Boxes in the Underworld

Zhao Yang went to the underworld and bought the fried rice stall with the lowest sales volume in the food street. There are endless specialties of fried rice. It became the best-selling food street! The King of Hell was furious: Didn't the rice fryer come today? Judge Lu was trembling: He... He actually... Asked you to go to the stall to eat... Eat in person King of Hell: Have you given me a number? Judge Lu's legs were trembling and he said, "I can't... Arrange it on my behalf. I have to... Go there myself. It's already number 197!" The King of Hell said angrily: Then you didn't say it earlier! ! What! ! It is said that judge Lu followed the furious King of Hell and walked to the food stall in a menacing manner. Judge Lu was waiting to see Zhao Yang being scolded by the King of Hell! ! I saw a long queue in front of a fried rice stall on Luojiao Street. The King of Hell had a smile on his face: Chef Zhao is busy, thank you for your hard work! Zhao Yang: Go in line. The King of Hell continued to smile: Okay, let's go to the queue right away. Lu Pan said in his heart: I have the following six points to say. ... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.