Huang Quan Restaurant

Subai has been running a small restaurant by the underworld for as long as she can remember. Imps from all walks of life, black and white, impermanent, bull-headed and horse-faced, Po Meng, and even the King of Hell have all come to eat at her place. She is the favorite of the underworld. "Subai, you are only twenty-eight years old, old lady, how about I introduce you to a young man?" "Subai, that boy Xie Bian pretended to be sick and asked for leave so that I could work alone. Next time, put more salt in his rice." "Subai, hurry up, there's a new ghost here, the King of Hell is judging, let's take a look?" To be honest, although Su Bai didn't know where he came from, the life in the underworld was also beautiful.