Explorer of Teyvat

After hearing what Grandma Ping said, Xiangling's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Not only are we looking forward to the Kitchen God’s true identity, but we are also looking forward to the upcoming [King of Kitchen Competition].

Keqing was also very happy that the [King of Kitchen Competition] could actually help everyone solve the mystery of the Kitchen God. She said to everyone: "This King of Kitchen Competition will adopt the format of indoor pre-selection and outdoor finals. Everyone can come by then. Watching it live, the atmosphere will be great!”

Paimon's eyes were filled with hope: "Then when the finals are over, we can see the true face of the Kitchen God, right?"

"It's possible!" Keqing nodded and responded to Paimon's question.

Paimon danced happily, and then touched his belly aggrievedly: "I'm so hungry when I heard about the cooking competition... Wow, I'm so looking forward to it. It would be great if I wake up to the finals!"

Xiangling also looked excited. For her, it is also a very beautiful thing to be able to use cooking skills to see the true form of the Kitchen God: "I have signed up for the Kitchen King Competition, hoping to help everyone see the true form of the Kitchen God." body!"

Ke Qing nodded and agreed very much with Xiang Ling's words: "Well, a chef as good as you can definitely reach the finals!"

Everyone chatted at Yujing Terrace for a long time before reluctantly leaving.

Holding the rice cake in his arms, Wang Daoyi returned to Wanmin Hall with Xiang Ling, Ying, and Paimeng.

"Ah~ I'm so looking forward to it. What will the Kitchen God look like?" Paimon flew in front of everyone full of energy.

"Perhaps he is a very kind old man. After all, Kitchen God must be a god that people are very close to!" Ying guessed, and then looked at Wang Daoyi thoughtfully.

Feeling Ying's gaze, Wang Dao lifted Guoba, who had fallen asleep after playing all day, and said, "Look at what I'm doing. Kitchen God, of course he will be a god that people can get close to! You think so, Xiangling .”

Facing the question thrown by Wang Daoyi, Xiang Ling thought for a while and then said: "He must be a very powerful chef!"

Well, for Xiangling, the Kitchen God must be a chef, otherwise how could he be called the Kitchen God.

The busy day ended with everyone talking and laughing.

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Time passed, and three days passed in a flash.

During this period, Xiang Ling passed the qualifiers easily. With her strength, it can be said that it was easy.

After the preliminaries, Ying took Paimeng back to Wanmin Hall to find Xiang Ling.

Just in time, Xiangling made a new dish and wanted Ying to help try it.

"Ah~" Ying looked embarrassed, "What a coincidence, before we came here, Paimon and I had eaten out with Dao Yi and Zhong Li."

Ying went to find Zhongli because she was curious about the identity of the Kitchen God. Unexpectedly, Wang Daoyi was also there. She was tricked by two Riddlers into treating her to a meal outside. In the end, she didn't find out any news and spent a lot of money in vain. Food money.

Paimon also nodded: "Yes, and we often eat the dishes you cook, so it may not be objective. To be on the safe side, it would be better to find a few more people to try the dishes."

Xiangling's eyes lit up: "It makes sense! I think about it since we need to find a few more people to try the dishes. Well, Brother Dao Yi definitely can't do it. He eats more than you. Then, among the others, the first thing that comes to mind is Sister Beidou!"

Paimon rubbed his little hands: "Beidou does give people a reliable feeling, so go find her quickly!"

Nodding, Xiangling picked up a food box from the side and put the vegetables in it: "She should be on the dock now. Let's go to the dock to have a look after I pack the dishes."

After a while, Xiang Ling and Ying rushed to the dock together, and happened to meet Beidou and Xin Yan together.

After some pleasantries, Beidou and Xin Yan tasted Xiangling's new dishes.

"These three dishes, Furong Chicken Slices, Lai Lai Cai, and Crystal Shrimp, taste good, but for me, they are too refreshing." Beidou commented.

Paimon was stunned: "Can these three dishes be described as refreshing?"

Beidou smiled heartily: "Because we usually go on a boat, and if we go far, we have to save our food rations. So, as soon as I get back to land, I want to eat some dishes that are rich in flavor and oil!"

Paimon nodded, she understood, and then said: "The tastes of Beidou and Miss Ningguang are completely opposite!"

Xin Yan answered with a smile: "Yes, Sister Beidou's taste is more similar to mine and Xiangling's."

"Ningguang. Forget about that woman, alas!" Beidou curled his lips, "Her and I have too different tastes, we can't eat from the same bowl."

"Huh? But I was very happy when I saw you chatting last time. I feel like you have a good relationship?" Little Paimon was confused again.

With a hearty smile on his face again, Beidou waved his hand: "Being evenly matched is also a kind of friendship, although I really have nothing to say about her boiled cabbage."

"Haha, I understand, I understand! Boiled cabbage is high-end, but it looks exquisite, but when you put it in your mouth, it doesn't feel like it explodes!" Xin Yan also expressed his dislike of boiled cabbage.

Xiangling nodded thoughtfully. Her own taste was similar to the two of them. They both liked hot, spicy, fresh and fragrant food.

"So, Xin Yan, do you think these dishes are bland?"

Although she already had the answer in her heart, Xiang Ling still asked.

"Hmm...compared to being light, I think these dishes seem to lack a bit of rhythm." Xin Yan thought for a while and described these dishes in her own words.

Beidou's eyes lit up, and she understood Xin Yan's meaning: "Yes, these dishes are beautiful, but if you want to take them to the competition, they may not be a bit impressive."

Paimon's eyes widened: "Rhythm? Momentum? Do you need these for cooking?"

Faced with Paimeng's doubts, Xin Yan smiled sheepishly: "Xiang Ling must understand the rhythm. But I'm only good at music, and cooking is far inferior to Xiang Ling. Just listen to my suggestions. That’s it.”

"No, no, you two are right, the rhythm and momentum! Yes, that's the case." Xiang Ling shook her head and looked at Beidou and Xin Yan with some gratitude, "I was thinking about it when I was cooking, even though it's brand new It’s a good match, but it seems to be missing something final, missing that final touch!”

Paimon looked at Xiang Ling in shock: "She seems to be very inspired, but do cooking and music really have anything in common?"

Ying smiled and said, "It's like what Paimon and I have in common!"

Paimon was even more confused: "Ah——! I don't understand what you mean at all. I always feel like you are bullying me!"

Paimon's wailing did not affect Xiang Ling's thoughts. The girl waved her hand full of energy: "Okay, I have a direction for improvement."

Paimon was affected by Xiangling's look, which made her come out of the sadness of feeling bullied: "Oh, it seems to be going well."

Beidou and Xin Yan also encouraged Xiang Ling and then left together. They were going to the boat. Beidou invited Xin Yan to perform for everyone on the boat.

After the captain and singer left,

Paimon returned to his former little strategist appearance: "Xiang Ling, the tastes of Beidou and Xin Yan just now were relatively strong. Do you want to find someone with lighter tastes to try?"

"That's right. Sister Beidou likes to stir-fry with heavy oil, and Xin Yan likes to eat spicy food. Well, I really should ask again." Xiang Ling nodded, and then asked: "Traveler, who has a lighter taste, do you have anyone to recommend?" ?"

"I think of someone again." Ying suddenly said.

Paimon quickly asked: "Who is it? Who is it?"

“You know, almond tofu”

"Yes, it's that guy. Are we going to Wangshu Inn again? It will take a long time for us to go there if Dao Yi is not here!"

Xiangling was a little confused: "What, what, who is it?"

"A person you almost met last time. You don't have to go to Wangshu Inn, you can try it here." Ying explained.

Hearing Ying's words, Paimon suddenly realized.

"Ah! I remembered, he seemed to have said that as long as you call his name, he will come."

"But can you really hear your name being called? Otherwise, let's try to find a more secluded place."

Soon, Paimon volunteered, "Okay, I'll go first, Mandrill--"

The sound spread, and there was silence.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

After the silence, the happy man did not appear.

Paimon was a little ashamed and embarrassed: "No response, then I'll try again."

"elf--"

Still no answer.

Mandrill: Stop shouting, stop shouting, it’s time.

Paimon said helplessly: "No way, isn't he willing to come?"

"So, there is a very powerful person who promised to come when you call him?"

Xiangling was a little confused, and even more confused when she saw Paimon's behavior.

Paimon touched his little head and thought for a while before remembering one thing.

"Well, it seems, not us, but one of us."

"Follow me." At this time, Yingmei patted her chest, indicating that only she could do it.

Xiang Ling understood: "That's it, then just come and try. Paimon really loves to join in the fun."

Paimon: "."

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"Mandrill, are you there?"

At this time, as soon as Ying finished speaking, Su Su's voice sounded from behind.

"What's up?"

Everyone looked around, and a dark green figure suddenly appeared on the ship's armor.

"Wow, it's really here!"

"He appeared in the blink of an eye. He is worthy of being an immortal."

Guo Ba on the side opened his eyes even more, and was a little shocked when he saw the person clearly.

Because the Dharma Protector Yaksha Mandrill is also a familiar person to Him.

In that turbulent era of demon gods, Protector Yasha once fought side by side with Guo Ba. Although Guo Ba now does not remember who Mandrill is and what his identity is, he knows that Mandrill was also his former friend.

However, Mandrill did not look at Guo Ba, but looked at Yingmei, and said calmly:

"You called my name. Right?"

"I didn't expect you to actually come." Ying was shocked for a moment and didn't know what to say.

The corners of Mandrill's mouth raised slightly, with a faint smile: "I will do what I promised you."

A gust of green wind blew by, and Mandrill disappeared from the deck, then appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Mandrill coming, Guoba greeted him warmly, obviously very happy to meet this old friend.

Guoba: Come on, come on! Look at me, it's me.

Xiangling said happily: "He is actually an immortal. Is your name Mandrill? Hello, I asked you to come here. My name is Xiangling, and I am a chef. I was shortlisted for the finals of this year's Chef King Competition. I have made some dishes before and would like to invite diners of all tastes to try them.”

"Diners, do I count?"

Xiangling nodded: "Yes! The traveler said that your taste is light, so you are the person I need to find, if possible. I would like you to try my cooking and give me some opinions."

Mandrill did not answer, but turned to look at Yingmei who was present.

Ying quickly asked: "Please help Xiang Ling, Mandrill's opinion is very important."

Mandrill slowly exhaled, "Since it's your request, okay."

Then, Mandrill took the food and tasted it quietly.

After the mandrill was finished, Paimon quickly asked:

"How. How about it? Can you eat it? Don't force yourself!"

Mandrill's furrowed eyebrows eased slightly, and he praised: "It tastes good."

At this moment, Guo Ba is still jumping to say hello to Mandrill: Old friend, look at me!

Xiangling was flattered by Mandrill's words. For her, although the master was an immortal, the existence of the Great Sage of Conquering Demons only existed in myths and legends.

Even she could only hear the story of the Great Sage Who Conquered Demons from the storyteller's mouth.

And now that Liyue has entered the era of 'human' rule, there are no immortals anymore.

Unexpectedly, this great sage actually praised her personally, and Xiangling was so happy that she was at a loss for words.

"Ah, really, really?"

"Oh my god, the immortal praised my cooking for being delicious. Will dad cry if he knows about it?"

Mandrill said calmly: "You are good at this. It reminds me of a chef. That person can make good food that fills the soul, and so can you. You are all masters."

Mandrill is talking about Yanxiao, Yanxiao at Wangshu Inn.

To tell a joke, Yanxiao not only supported a person in the inn, but also supported a bunch of masters.

In addition to Mandrill, there is also Jiang Xue who fishes alone in Hanjiang River.

Mandrill continued: "If I must say it, the flavor of the two or so side dishes is a bit stronger for me. If it is slightly modified, it can become the finishing touch."

"It's just a personal opinion, don't worry about it. Whether you want to refer to it or not? It's all up to you."

Mandrill said it lightly, but it was extremely important to Xiang Ling. She nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, yeah, side dishes. I've written it down. Thank you, Immortal. Nice to meet you."

Seeing that the matter was over, Mandrill glanced at Yingmei and said calmly: "Then I'll go back first. See you later."

He didn't say much, and instantly turned into a gust of wind and left the place.

Only the rice cooker was left in place, leaving only the shock.

Guo Ba: Are you leaving now? Don't you look at me?

Guo Ba stood there, tears shining in the corners of his eyes.

Although Guo Ba lost a lot of his memory, he could still recognize Mandrill by feeling.

Therefore, Guo Ba felt aggrieved.

As an old friend for so many years, you don’t even want to look at me.

Neither the big bird before nor the short boy now recognized Him.

"Lu~~lie~(⊙︿⊙)"

the other side

In Yunhan Club, two people who had a meal together were listening to a play.

As the opera came to an end, Wang Daoyi looked at Zhongli and said, "My guest, Zhongli, why didn't you tell me the identity of the Kitchen God?"

When the two of them were having dinner just now, they kept asking about the Kitchen God, but they kept him out.

"Stories must be experienced by oneself before they will be impressive. I hope that the traveler can remember Liyue's story. Naturally, I hope she can personally experience the story of her and the Kitchen God."

Zhong Li drank tea and said calmly.

Wang Daoyi nodded thoughtfully.