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"La la la la"

The small bubbles in the steaming boiler exploded, exuding bursts of attractive aroma.

On the high platform where people come and go, people can't help but stop when they smell this refreshing scent, swallowing their saliva and looking at the girl who is cooking in the tea stand.

The twinkling stars kept lighting up, and Paimeng kept flying around the Xiangling who was gently squeezing the broth in the spoon in his hand.

"Xiangling! Is it all right?! Can you let me try Pimeng too, I'm so hungry!"

"Well, it's okay."

His eyes lit up slightly, Xiangling put the spoon in his hand into his bowl. Looking at Paimeng who was spinning around him, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

Carrying Paimeng and placing it in front of her, Xiangling stared at Paimeng's little face and said seriously: "Don't mess with Paimeng. Good food needs to wait."

"Next time, I will develop a recipe specifically for you!"

"Pimeng is not food!"

After struggling twice, Paimeng looked at Xiangling, who was getting closer and closer, and hurriedly shouted: "Pimeng knows! Paimeng knows! Next time you will definitely wait!"

He twisted his body twice more, and Paimeng looked at Xiang Ling to please and said, "Xiang Ling, you see that Paimeng already knew it was wrong. Can you let me go?"

"do not move!"

Carrying Paimeng to look up and down for a while, Xiangling let go of Paimeng reluctantly.

"It's a pity, cherish the ingredients that I have never seen before."

"Pimeng is not an ingredient!"

Once again shouting at Xiangling, looking at Xiangling who turned to stare at her drooling again, Paimeng screamed and flew towards Ying, who was looking far away from the fence.

"Pimeng is not delicious! Xiangling should hurry up and cook the delicious wild boar that we found that was extinct hundreds of years ago! Remember to call Pimeng."

Seeing her frightened and fleeing without forgetting to tell her to eat and call her Paimeng, Xiang Ling couldn't help laughing happily.

"Sister Xiangling? What is so happy, can you tell Keli?"

"Qingfeng, you are back."

Looking up to the direction of Keli's voice, Xiang Ling said with a smile: "I just saw that Paimeng reminded me of my little junior sister Yaoyao."

"By the way, breakfast is almost ready."

The bracelet inlaid with blue-purple crystals on her wrist flickered slightly. Xiangling showed up a pile of tableware in her hand. He handed the tableware to Keli, who was looking forward to her with her hands raised. Xiangling shook the bracelet on her wrist to Lu Qingfeng. Seriously said: "Thank you for your gift. This bracelet is of great help to me hunting and cherishing ingredients. I will definitely teach you well, and I will definitely pass on all my skills to you!"

"Then I beg you, Master Xiangling."

Speaking with a chuckle, Lu Qingfeng looked at Keli who was setting the tableware with the flying back Paimeng, and said helplessly: "Since you met Xiangling, this little guy Keli is not pestering me. It’s cooking."

"That's not good. To be born as a new century otaku, cooking skills is absolutely not to be lost!"

"Hey, I always feel Qingfeng is like us Liyue people. Whether it's the name or some habits."

After installing the broth in front of him, Xiang Lingduan smiled at Lu Qingfeng and said, "It feels like I said something strange, hehe."

"dinner's ready!"

"Ying! Come eat!"

Flying in the air, Paimeng yelled at Ying waving his little hand.

Beside the fence, Ying retracted her gaze, stared at the distant rock statue and Wangshu Inn above the towering giant tree, turned her head and said, "Here!"

When she walked to the table, Yingqing sniffed the wonderful fragrance floating in the air, she couldn't help but relax her slightly low mood.

"Xiang Ling, thank you."

"Forehead?"

Xiangling who was serving the rice was taken aback, then smiled and stuffed the rice bowl in Ying's hand.

"No thanks, there is still a lot after eating!"

Looking at the rice bowl stuffed in her hand blankly, Ying always felt that Xiangling seemed to understand her meaning incorrectly.

The scent of rice mixed with the aroma of the dishes prepared by Xiangling on the table floated into her nostrils, and Ying swallowed involuntarily.

Sitting down with the big rice bowl, Ying's eyes were completely attracted by the food, picking up the chopsticks, Ying said loudly, "Then I'm welcome!"

Seeing Ying, who skillfully pinched the chopsticks and started to eat, the smile on Xiangling's face couldn't help but happier.

"It's great that you can like it so much."

"Xiangling! Paimeng too!"

"Sister Xiangling! Keli wants too!"

Quickly arranged the two little guys jumping in front of them, Xiang Ling and Noelle, who had been helping by the side, respectively lifted a portion of food and walked out.

"Old Uncle Zhou, thank you for lending us the venue."

When he came to the owner of the tea stand, Xiang Ling smiled and passed the food in his hand to the old man with sparse white hair, and said with a smile: "I have specially prepared this food. Old Uncle Zhou, you can definitely eat it easily. Down."

"Haha, girl thank you."

Bending over, Old Uncle Zhou took the food from Xiangling and looked up at the cheerful little girl in front of him and said, "This smell, this look, little girl, you were born in Wanmintang, how are you now? How is it?"

"Hey, Old Uncle Zhou, you know my house!"

Supporting Old Uncle Zhou to sit down at the side table, Xiang Ling looked up at Noelle, who was supporting Aunt Qiao not far away, and lowered his head and said: "My father is now the chef of Wanmintang, and he is in good health. Yes. Did Old Uncle Zhou know my father before?"

Holding the chopsticks, Old Uncle Zhou opened his lips with few teeth, and put the light blue plant on the chopsticks into his mouth.

With a light sip, the plant melts in the mouth, and its delicious gravy mixed with refreshing plants flows down the throat directly, and the cool and transparent feeling permeates the whole body.

His eyes lit up slightly, Old Uncle Zhou put down his chopsticks and looked at Xiang Ling with a light smile and said, "It looks like there are people in Wanmintang's successor."

Standing up and walking into the small wooden shed behind him, Old Uncle Zhou bent over and took out a wooden box from the cabinet.

"Girl, come here."

Waved to Xiangling who looked at him strangely, Old Uncle Zhou stuffed the box in his hand to Xiangling.

"Girl, this should be my gift in return for this gourmet meal."

With memories in his eyes, Old Uncle Zhou looked at Keli, who suddenly appeared on the side squatting and looking at her curiously, smiled and shook her head: "I used to have a little granddaughter as cute as you."

Opening the cabinet again, Old Uncle Zhou looked at the remaining wooden box with lovely patterns in it with sadness and nostalgia in his eyes, and was finally covered by time.

Opening the wooden box tremblingly, a four-leaf clover-like floral decoration lay in it.

Gently stroking the green flower that represents this lucky green flower full of memories and sorrows, Old Uncle Zhou slowly squatted in front of Ke Li and said with a kind smile: "Come on, little guy."

Looking at the four-leaf clover pattern in the center of Keli's hat, Old Uncle Zhou smiled and said, "It looks like it is a very good choice to give it to you."

Carrying a big rice bowl, Ke Li tilted her head and looked at the green floral ornament that Old Uncle Zhou handed over, and asked curiously: "Grandpa, what is this?"

"And grandpa seems to like this look very much, why give it to Keli?"

"Because grandpa thinks it suits you well."

Smiling and wearing the lucky green flower on Keli's head, Old Uncle Zhou looked at the green leaves that were blooming slightly with love but vicissitudes of life.

"It seems that it is really suitable for you, old man, did I finally make the wrong choice this time."

Looking at Old Uncle Zhou who seemed to be flashing water, Keli put down the big bowl in her hand, took out a handkerchief from the schoolbag behind her back, and handed it to Old Uncle Zhou.

"Grandpa, here you are. There are two handkerchiefs for Keli. Grandpa gave Keli a flower ornament, then this will be given to Grandpa."

"Thank you, little guy."

Gently squeezing the small handkerchief in his hand, Old Uncle Zhou touched Keli's little head, and Lu Qingfeng, who was looking at her from a short distance, gave a small smile.

Standing up, Old Uncle Zhou put the handkerchief Keli gave him into the small box and put it away. He turned to look at Xiang Ling who was stunned and said, "This is for you, the little girl of the Mao family."

"But!"

He raised his head and Xiangling was about to say something, but found that Old Uncle Zhou had already sat back at the table and was eating food. Holding chopsticks in one hand, the other waved to him.

Gently eating the familiar taste in his mouth, a smile appeared on Old Uncle Zhou's face.

Long ago, when he was still young, he danced with demons with a gun, went out of the house, and returned home at night.

A group of brothers who live and die together walked the world with him in this vast Liyue.

In those chaotic years, the guard was safe.

Now that he is in his twilight years, he still follows the promise of the past and stays at the gate of Liyue-Shimen.

Looking up at Lu Qingfeng and his party who were gradually leaving, Old Uncle Zhou said with a smile.

"Welcome to Riyue."

"Coming to a world where gods and immortals coexist."

"Come to the arena of merchants and knights."

"Come to the kingdom of walking with God."

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