Explorer of Teyvat

Chapter 149 The Demon God of Stoves Maxius (Happy New Year)

After Yan Fei announced the end of the competition and the audience exited in an orderly manner, Wang Daoyi and Ying came up to chat with Xiang Ling.

Seeing her friends coming, Xiangling smiled and said, "Ying, Paimon, and brother Dao Yi, you've been waiting for a long time! Have you eaten the food just now?"

Xiangling didn't say it, but it was okay. When he did, Emergency Food Paimeng became very angry: "I'm so angry! Don't mention this!"

The smell of the food during the competition makes Paimon ravenous.

However, she could only watch. For Paimeng, the rice cook, this was simply more uncomfortable than being chased and beaten by the Qiuqiu people.

After all, Paimon's combat power was equal to one-fifth of a wild boar. She could only watch from the sidelines when the travelers attacked the Qiuqiu people, and she had to avoid the hidden arrows of the Qiuqiu people at all times.

At this time, Xiang Ling seemed to have remembered something and said quickly: "Oh, by the way, Yan Xiao and I both left some dishes for each other to try. Do you want to try it too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xiao came over with two food trays. He had just gone to communicate with Sai Fang and get the remaining dishes.

Paimeng's eyes lit up and he flew directly to Yan Xiao.

Although Yan Xiao lost the game, he still smiled happily and did not look lonely.

"Travelers, come and try my and Xiangling's craftsmanship!" Yan smiled generously and handed out new chopsticks to several people.

Several people took their chopsticks happily.

Yan Xiao ate Xiang Ling's dish: "Wow, it's really delicious. I'm so convinced that I lost!"

Xiang Ling also ate Yanxiao's dish: "Wow... this fairy jumps over the wall is so delicious, it makes me cry."

As I said before, Xiangling likes hot, spicy, fresh and fragrant food.

Yan Xiao showed a proud smile: "Haha, you like it, it shows that you are a good cook who knows the goods."

For Yan Xiao, a compliment from a chef like Xiang Ling is more comfortable than being praised by an ordinary person for a whole day and night.

"No, no, my family is also a small restaurant. I understand very well." Xiang Ling's eyes were bright, "Food is the most important thing for the people, and food culture will be carried forward because of the existence of all the diners."

Guoba: Lu Lie~

Wang Daoyi nodded secretly, Xiangling like this was the girl he liked.

The two chefs Xiang Ling and Yan Xiao chatted happily.

I completely forgot about the existence of several friends beside me.

Paimon muttered: "Is this the friendship between chefs? Seeing how happy they are, let's not disturb them. Speaking of which, Keqing just left with Miss Ningguang, probably to deal with the competition. Follow-up.”

"Go and ask her about the idol?"

However, when they found Keqing, they found that Keqing was distressed because of Xiangling.

Xiangling is her friend and she should vote for Xiangling.

But she voted for Yan Xiao because she liked Yan Xiao's dishes better than Xiang Ling's dishes.

In addition to being delicious, there are also golden shrimp balls.

Therefore, she couldn't deceive herself about her preferences, so Ke Qing voted for Yan Xiao.

However, Yu should confess to Xiang Ling both in public and in private, but she was not good at dealing with girls like Xiang Ling, so she was troubled for a long time.

At this time Xiangling came over, and after getting to know each other again, she couldn't help laughing.

"Looking at your serious face, I thought something was wrong! It's okay, I don't mind at all."

Keqing was stunned, "Hey!?"

Xiangling smiled and said: "What Keqing did was just vote for the side of her choice. It's absolutely fine. That's the way it is. Otherwise, the game wouldn't be fair."

"On the other hand, Keqing, you are so responsible. Sometimes you really don't have to care about responsibility so much. Keqing is yourself, Qixing is also yourself. When you are with friends, you don't need to think so carefully."

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Xiangling's relief made Keqing feel a little embarrassed for a moment, and she whispered to herself:

"Traveler. Xiangling"

At this time, as if she remembered something, she suddenly said:

"Right, right, we can't stand here stupidly, we have to go and see the condition of the Kitchen God statue!"

Paimon: "I almost forgot about that. Go take a look!"

"..."

Everyone rushed to the boulder, but the boulder was still the same as before, without any change and still standing in place.

Xiang Ling was a little confused: "How could this happen? The game was obviously so exciting, could it be said that the game failed to revive the Kitchen God Statue?"

Keqing was silent for a long time, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

"It seems... there is still no fate?"

I have been going back and forth for so long about this huge stone, and there is also the King of Kitchen Competition.

It's a pity that this stone has not moved yet.

"Maybe it's not time yet!" Wang Daoyi hugged Guo Ba and comforted him casually.

Ying Ye comforted: "Yes, there is still time, don't be anxious."

"That's right, it's taken a long time anyway, so it's not too late, right? Xiangling!" Paimon also said something.

Xiangling nodded: "Yeah, there is still time, just wait, we are all with you."

Then a smile appeared on Xiangling's face: "Speaking of which, Keqing, I have good news to tell you. The recipe you told me about before has been revealed. The master chef came here before the competition and gave it to me. I’ve made up the words on the recipe, and now I can make this dish.”

"I'll find a place to cook it for you right away, just wait for me!"

"Xiang Ling..." Keqing whispered to herself, feeling a little moved.

"By the way, brother Ying and Dao Yi are coming too, okay?" Xiang Ling asked again.

Wang Daoyi shook his head, hugged Guo Ba, and indicated that he wanted to play with Guo Ba.

Xiang Ling pouted. She didn't know why. Recently, Wang Daoyi always played with Guobao. The level of intimacy made even her a little jealous. She just didn't know who was jealous.

Paimon was confused: "Huh? This guy Xiang Ling just defeated Yan Xiao and now he wants to challenge us?"

However, when it comes to this, someone's interest comes.

Yingmei put her hands on her hips and was extremely proud.

Although her brother has not been found yet, she is a woman who has collected hundreds of recipes during her travels and mastered them one by one.

"Then let me take this opportunity to confess. In fact, I am also a hidden chef."

Xiangling waved her hands quickly, "No, don't you like to collect recipes? I think you probably need this dish when you are traveling around, so I wanted to share it with you."

"So that's it, we misunderstood Xiangling..." Paimon suddenly realized.

"Xiang Ling is really a great cook." Ying also agreed.

"Huh? Now you know how to flatter me!" Xiang Ling put on a disdainful expression.

Paimon has a new title: The Flatterer.

At this moment, Keqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Both Ying and Paimon turned their attention to Keqing.

fluorescent:"……"

Paimon: "..."

Keqing turned her head and said, "Look what I'm doing? Aren't you going to cook? Go quickly."

Soon, Ying and Xiangling left together to cook.

Wang Daoyi and Ke Qing stayed where they were. Wang Daoyi was holding the rice cake in a daze. He was a little sleepy. In order to ensure Ying's journey, he tried his best to avoid affecting the plot. He had been extremely bored these days and secretly made up his mind to do this next time. He will no longer join in the fun of Liyue's little drama.

Wang Daoyi was afraid that his intervention would affect Ying's record of Liyue's story. In fact, he didn't even realize it. He was also part of Ying's journey.

Keqing stood in front of the boulder and looked at it.

When the dishes were finished, Keqing still stood there and observed the boulder.

Because of her grandfather's affairs, she was very concerned about this matter.

Xiang Ling smiled and said: "My share and the traveler's share are finished, let's taste it while it's hot."

"Then I won't be polite."

Keqing took the food and began to taste it.

However, when she tasted the first bite, her body trembled slightly and there were tears in her eyes.

Paimon asked in concern: "What's wrong? Why is he looking like this?"

"I..." Keqing was speechless for a moment.

When she ate the dishes cooked by Youying and Xiangling, it reminded her of the carefree days when her grandfather was here.

After a while, Keqing finally reacted.

"I'm sorry. Xiangling, Ying, thank you, this is the taste I want. It's very delicious, and... incredible, I seem... back to the time with my grandfather."

Xiangling smiled and said: "Great, I didn't have time to say it just now. In fact, when the master finished the recipe for me, I discovered that I have been able to make this dish before, and my father once taught me."

"But didn't Keqing read this dish from her grandfather's notes?" Pai·Emergency Food·Meng asked a question.

Keqing pondered: "About this dish... I think my grandfather is not the original author of the recipe. My grandfather is a famous land industry tycoon in Liyue and a scholar. He loves to collect ancient books and has many lost knowledge of Liyue. I also know a lot about traditional culture. When I was a child, I often accompanied my grandfather to study in the study, and I read many ancient books. I also discussed with him whether Emperor Yanwang was a real person, and how credible these ancient books were..."

"My grandfather said: Books are just bridges, taking us to history. As for the things you asked about, they are the things that we, as descendants, should pursue and distinguish. After my grandfather passed away, I grew up and became a member of the Seven Stars. Since then, the view of the Rock King Emperor has also transformed from legend to reality.”

"For me, the name Emperor Yanwang is sometimes connected with the name of my grandfather. When I see the name Emperor, I always think of my grandfather and the notes in his study. The recipe for this dish is from my grandfather's notes. What he transcribed was an ancient dish that he wanted to try to restore. Unfortunately, the recipe was incomplete and he never succeeded."

Speaking of this, Ke Qing showed a hint of memory.

"And every time he tried making this dish, he would let me taste it while it was hot... I really miss it, it's this taste."

"Ancient cuisine? Does this steamed bun have such a long history?"

Paimon was a little confused.

Xiangling explained: "My father also learned it from his father. It is said that this dish has been passed down from generation to generation and has been passed down in our family for a long time. Our family calls it Spicy Pork Wo Wotou, which is a folk side dish. It’s convenient and easy to carry, especially suitable for eating on the go.”

"Lu Lie! Lu Lie!" At this time, Guo Ba in Wang Daoyi's arms shook his hand and shouted twice happily.

Seeing the excited rice dumplings, Xiang Ling said happily: "Haha, when I saw the rice dumplings, I remembered that this was the dish I cooked the day I met the rice dumplings!"

Keqing was a little surprised: "Meet Guoba?"

She didn't know the story between Xiangling and Guoba.

Xiang Ling nodded: "Guo Ba and I met in a cave! That day, I went to the cave to hide from the rain and saw an altar table inside, so I put the spicy pork buns I brought with me on it."

"Then I accidentally fell asleep and when I woke up, I found that Guo Ba had eaten all the spicy pork buns. Since then, it has been following me and became my family."

After listening to what Xiang Ling said, everyone couldn't help but look at Guo Ba.

I saw that the owner of the story had come down from the arms of the sleepy Wang Daoyi and was running around shaking his head.

At this time, Paimon pointed at the boulder and exclaimed:

"Hey! Don't just chat, look at that, that stone!"

Everyone looked at Paimon's voice.

Only a clicking sound was heard.

The boulder shattered, and a majestic statue appeared.

This statue looks like Guo Ba, but it is more powerful and imposing.

Several people's eyes suddenly widened:

Keqing was shocked: "What is this!?"

Paimon was shocked: "Isn't this a rice cake?"

Xiangling was even more shocked: "Ah, why is it you!"

The squinting Wang Dao shook his head, "What's going on? Is it over?"

Guoba tilted his head, and his cute little eyes were full of doubts: "??"

Guo Ba: This is me. When did I become so handsome?

Just when everyone was confused, a kind voice sounded from behind everyone,

"It seems that you have already eaten spicy meat wowotou."

Grandma Ping put her hands behind her back and spoke slowly.

Paimeng said quickly: "Grandma Ping! Look, look, this Kitchen God looks like a rice cake!"

Grandma Ping smiled kindly and said, "Yes. After all, Guo Ba is the Kitchen God you are looking for - the Demon God of Stoves."

"Guo Ba. Guo Ba is the devil?!" Paimon exclaimed.

Grandma Ping walked over slowly: "You ask me if it is lively enough to wake up the Kitchen God. I have to say, yes, but it is not. The Kitchen God has always been a people-friendly god who acts in accordance with people's wishes. For him, , wish and hard work are different things.”

"Hard work is technology, talent, and experience. But only wishes represent the purest power in people's hearts."

"The King of Kitchen Competition is exciting, but it involves more hard work than one wishes. Just hard work is not enough to awaken the sleeping Kitchen God."

"When Keqing ate that dish, her wish was fulfilled. In addition to the answer, she also got a more important memory, which made him feel like he was standing side by side with his grandfather."

Ke Qing held her chin and looked like she was thinking.

It seemed that he was touched by Grandma Ping's words.

Grandma Ping looked at the rice cake with a smile in her eyes, and continued: "The huge power erupted when this wish was fulfilled resonated with the Kitchen God statue, causing the Kitchen God statue to reappear in the world in its former appearance. Of course, the Kitchen God himself is definitely not in the statue. Who can let the real Kitchen God be by our side?"

At this time, Guoba was very happy. Its small eyes had been bent into a crescent shape, and it was shaking its head in a silly and cute manner.

Looking at the smiling Guo Ba, a smile appeared on the corner of Grandma Ping's mouth:

"How does it feel to see the statue of a god in his heyday? Look at him, he is still so majestic."

"In its heyday, wait, what happened to Guoba? Was Guoba different before and now?" Xiangling was a little confused.

"He used to be Liyue's land lord, but now he is your boss. It's just that all the wisdom and strength he had in the past were dedicated to this land."

Keqing pondered: "I have heard this saying that the devil dedicates his power to the land, but why on earth do he do this?"

Grandma Ping smiled: "A land faces far more dangers and tests than you imagine. Droughts, floods, heavy rains, hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunamis, fires, and serious diseases. On the land of Liyue, disasters are never complete. Disappeared."

"Troubles that did not appear in the past will arise in the future. Mortals do not have immortal bodies, so they are most affected by these factors. He once accompanied you through the desolate plains, came to the port, built houses, and lit the fires."

"It was he who lit the first night lamp in Liyue with his own hands, letting the fragrance of food float into thousands of homes. You no longer remember him, but in the era when you still recognized him, he was the most approachable immortal."