In the Underworld, I Just Got Off the Netherworld Bus

Chu He took the bowl of Meng Po Soup Meng Po handed him and gulped it down.

"Another bowl."

"Another bowl."

It took three big bowls of Meng Po Soup before he felt a little better.

"Want more?"

Chu He nodded.

Meng Po filled him another bowl.

Chu He took it carefully and glanced down. So this is the stuff I've been drinking.

"This soup is all black and murky. It looks so dirty!"

"Why do you care? Just drink it!"

"You're in the food business. Do you have a health permit?"

"I..."

"You're a chef. Do you have a health certificate?"

"You..."

"If I finish this soup, am I really not going to get a stomachache?"

"There's nothing wrong with my soup! You've already downed three bowls in a row."

"Meng Po! I think we could improve this Meng Po Soup. Look at how dark and murky it is. It's kind of off-putting!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.