Yuanshin: The Opening Let Ke Qing Fight Slime

The bustling Wanmin Hall, this kind of atmosphere makes Beidou very useful.

She just likes to be lively and doesn't like to be alone.

Although Beidou has the fate of being the lone star of the gods and was rejected by the adopted villagers when she was a child, she has always been a very strong person and will not admit defeat in any matter.

In her opinion, indecision is hypocrisy

No matter how difficult it is, you can face it and laugh it off.

This is how she survived the strong winds and waves at sea.

So she likes the atmosphere of Wanmin Hall very much.

After leaving, after a month, I will take you to Daozuma. "

"Don't get seasick then."

Beidou stood up, put a bag of Mora on the table, and then left like the wind.

Squeezing Mo La in the bag, Qiye shook her head: "Beidou big sister head, I still like to pay for it."

As long as Beidou is in a good mood, he can get a generous tip.

This is what she has always been used to.

It has to be said that Qiye also appreciates this kind of heroic woman.

Only one word can describe it.

That is 'handsome'!

Handsome to the extreme.

There are very few women who can call her brothers and sisters, looking at Tivat.

It was noon in a flash.

Noah, still restless after breakfast, got up to help.

As for the walnuts, they took Paimeng, a traveler, to visit the Hall of Rebirth, and said that they had chosen the style of the final destination for the two of them in advance, and that as long as the conditions were met, they could be placed on the plate directly "to save so much trouble.

Although there is no Paimeng style urn, she said that it can be customized, which makes Paimeng feel at ease.

Paimon can only say——

Is this a question of reassurance? She doesn't need it at all, okay?

But unable to withstand the warm invitation of "650" Walnut, the two reluctantly went to visit the Hall of Death.

Yan Fei also went out to work after having breakfast.

All the nearby businessmen came to her for consultation, so she was naturally very busy.

noon.

Manmintang is full of tourists.

No Al holds a table high above his head and walks cautiously past the guests.

This table is made of sandalwood, plus it is a building for more than a dozen people.

Very heavy!

But Nuo Al was able to lift one hand above his head and serve the dishes with one hand, which shocked many diners.

I didn't expect this seemingly weak girl to have such terrifying divine power!

At this time, a guest came from outside the house.

Gently placing the table at the back of the house, Nuo Al bowed slightly to the guests who had just entered the door: "You two, welcome to Wanmin Hall, do you have anything you want to eat?"

When she raised her head, she saw the two men in front of her.

I was taken aback immediately.

One of them is Mr. Zhongli, who defeated the Ruo Tuo Dragon King with the president and is highly respected in the chat group!

"Mr. Zhongli, and this is..."

Nuo Al glanced over Mr. Zhongli in surprise, and finally landed on a man with a hood.

The man lowered the brim of his hat so that people could not see his true face.

"it's me……………"

The man pulled down the brim of his hat a little, and after letting Noel see his face, he quickly covered it back.

After seeing each other.

Nuo Al opened his mouth wide, and almost lost the plate in his hand.

Because this man is the son of the Eleven Seats of Fools——Dadalia!

in the chat group.

【Kaya: Damn! Duck!】

[Arataki Ichito: Damn! Duck!]

[Kamizaya Ayato: Damn! Duck!]

[Goro: Fuck! Duck!]

【Thoma: What is his surprise? This is called his surprise!】

【Di Luke: You still dare to stroll around Liyue, you are not afraid of being arrested】

【Ningguang: Oh, I didn't expect you to appear by yourself? How dare you go to Wanmin Hall】

Concentrating eyes.

He never expected that Young Master would dare to appear in the Wanmin Hall with Mr. Li, and even went to eat in a grand manner, it was just looking for death.

【Young Master: Well, Mr. Zhongli called me here, it has nothing to do with me, I’m just a wallet, everyone, I really don’t want to make trouble in Liyue, trust me!】

The son also has hardships.

He didn't want to come either, but Zhongli insisted on taking him to appear in a crowded place like Wanmin Hall, which made him very speechless.

[Qiye: Forget it, the visitor is a guest, anyway, it is not the young master who released the demon god, but the stragglers, the stragglers will bear the blame

【Scattered soldiers:???】

【Young Master: Thank you President!】

【Ke Qing: In any case, even though you trespassed on the Golden Pavilion without causing any damage, it is an attempted crime, but you will still be punished】

【Young Master: I...I donate 60 million moras to compensate for all the losses of the Golden House, so the head office will be fine】

[Tianshuxing: No matter what, the compensation should be paid at the General Affairs Office, and I will take down your arrest warrant

【Ningguang: I have no objection either】

The main reason is that the young master's identity is too sensitive-dare, and he occupies a high position in the Zhidong Kingdom. If the Liyue Prison is suppressed according to the Common Zhidong Kingdom, it will inevitably cause disputes between the two countries and become more troublesome.

In view of the fact that the young master did not cause any harm, Qi Xing was given a lenient sentence.

The son immediately relaxed.

Very good.

Finally, there is no need to act sneakily in Liyue.

As for the fine, Beiguo Bank will pay it off for him, so he doesn't need to worry about it at all.

Only the master in charge of the seventh seat of the Fools of Beiguo Bank said that he is a dog, and it will only increase the difficulty for him!

Sitting down with a wave of his sleeves, Zhong smiled lightly and said, "If you have any recommended menu, please introduce it to us."

"Okay, wait."

Nuo Al turned around and took out the menu, and handed it to two special customers.

"There are two recommended set meals today. You can choose the one you like. Mr. Zhongli, today's ingredients include Qingquanlin pork and salt and pepper tofu. Which one does Mr. Zhongli want?"

"No!"

Without even looking at the menu, Zhongli said flatly, "We've got both."

"This... is really Mr. Zhongli's style!" Nuo Al nodded with a smile, "Okay, it's Xiang Ling and the president who are on duty, and the two Zhongli just need to wait for ten minutes.

Dadalia smiled gently: "That's it, listen to Mr. Zhongli."

"The lovely little maid."

Holding a pair of chopsticks, Dadalia looked embarrassed: "But do you only provide chopsticks here?"

As a native of Zhidong.

He is really not used to chopsticks.

Whether it is Xinyuexuan or Liuli Pavilion, knives and forks are generally not provided, unless it is a distinguished guest.

"If you want to enjoy the real delicacy of Liyue, you have to learn chopsticks well."

Picking up the wine glass next to it, Zhongli took a sip: "It's a good wine, which has precipitated the essence of Liyue Dihuazhou rice, and has a rich, rich, rich taste, which is refreshing."

Such a comment made Master Mao on the side stunned.

Mr. Zhongli is an old guest of Wanmintang.

Extremely picky about ingredients.

Even if it is a dish made with the best ingredients, he can explain the problems clearly and clearly, he is the wife of old gourmets.

Even Master Mao, who has seen all kinds of beings, is the first time he has seen a guest who knows how to cook.

As for the drinks.

Manmintang can only be described as average.

After all, the drinks they sell are basically three bowls across the street.

In the eyes of someone as picky as Mr. Zhongli, it is completely unqualified.

But this time, Mr. Zhongli actually praised their wine so much, which really shocked Master Mao.

After all, this wine was not brewed by others, but by his son Qiye.

Qiye said that the quality of the three bowls of wine was too poor, and said that he had to handle it himself.

Master Mao just thought it was a child playing around, and didn't care too much, so he let Qiye play it casually, but he didn't expect that this kind of drink would be able to catch Mr. Zhongli's eyes!

Although Master Mao's knowledge of wine is far inferior to that of cooking.

But since Mr. Zhongli has confirmed it, then this wine will definitely work!

"Mr. Zhongli, as long as you like it!"

Bringing out a piece of Qingce farm tea, Qiye had a commercial professional smile on his face: "Long time no see, Mr. Zhong.

Putting down his wine glass, Zhongli looked at Qiye with some approval in his eyes: "Congratulations."

Others may not see it.

But how could Zhongli, who is the king of rocks, not know?

"Um."

Nodding his head, Tian Ye said with a smile: "Sure enough, I can't hide it.

He has become the real Seventh Consul of the World, even Wendy can find out, let alone the Rock King Dijun?

So Qiye didn't bother to hide it.

Because I know I can't hide it.

While fiddling with the chopsticks and listening to the conversation between the two, the young master looked confused.

What are these two talking about, why can't he understand a word?

By the way, what are you all talking about?

"When will it be?"

Zhongli then asked.

As the seventh ruler of the world, he is not in his own territory, but nestled in the territory of other gods.

As a rock god, he tolerates everything, so naturally he doesn't mind, but it's still a bit strange for Qiye to do this as a Sumerusa god.

"Let's see, I will go to Daoqi first, and then go to Xumi."

"The main reason is that I don't have the slightest sense of belonging to the kingdom of Xumi."

Qiye sighed.

In terms of setting, that is his country.

But he was a Liyue person from beginning to end.

The three gods are all fishing and paddling, and he is even more outrageous, fishing in other countries.

It seems that there is no reliable one among the seven rulers in the world.

"Mr. Zhongli, please have a taste of my cooking. This is my new dish, and it has been praised by the head of Beidou big sister. It should be to your liking.

Xiangling held a plate of strange food and placed it in front of Zhongli.

This is a rice porridge with red baixiang.

There is a little bit of blue minced meat as an embellishment.

At first glance, the colorful color is a bit overwhelming, but it smells a unique fragrance.

After scooping up a bowl of porridge, Zhongli blew on the cooling air and took a sip.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Zhongli looked at Xiangling and praised: "Chop up the flesh and blood of the demon god, mix well with mashed garlic and scallions, then use the wild boar from the Gao Han land as the material, add salt and mix it by hand, and finally use boiling oil to make it fragrant.

It is finely prepared in the way of making spices, and the taste and proportion are precisely controlled. One point more means more, and one point less means less. It needs to be just right.

Supplemented by the harmony of the five elements and the principle of yin-yang complementarity, the cooking temperature is controlled, and even the time is not far behind. This is [Jing-].

Your cooking skills can be said to be in a class of its own in Liyue Port. "

Watching Zhongli put down the spoon, he commented slowly.

Xiangling breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally done!

Even Mr Zhongli praised her.

You must know that although Mr. Zhongli is very good at talking, he will definitely point out the shortcomings and problems of the dishes that taste bad.

And this time, even Mr. Zhongli did not single out major faults.

This dish is naturally very successful.

"President, your sister...wouldn't be a peerless powerhouse too!?"

Dadalia took a sip, his eyes widened.

Then he turned his head and looked at Xiangling aside with a shocking gaze: "This is the first time I have eaten this kind of dish where the elements are harmoniously intertwined. You must be a strong person to be able to make this kind of dish!"

There was a kind of longing in his eyes.

That's Yu-Hoo called Battle!

He saw it, if he was also a master at the pinnacle!

"I'm just a cook."

Xiangling scratched her head and said, "I'm very glad that you like my cooking, but I didn't finish this cooking by myself, there is rice cake and my big brother, so the strong one you mentioned may be the two of them, not me !"

"My dream is to be a chef who brings delicious food to everyone, so that everyone can enjoy the food.

"It's not what I want to fight with people."

Seeing that Xiangling didn't want to fight with him.

Dadalia felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that he is obviously a powerful Warrior, but he has to go to work as a cook!"

To know.

The son is a very pure Warrior, or a fighting madman.

He is eager to fight with all kinds of strong people, even if he loses, it doesn't matter, he is never afraid of losing 1.1.

And it was a pity that Xiang Ling, a warrior with excellent talent, went to work as a cook.

Listen to Dadalia's words.

Master Mao suddenly became angry.

What do you mean, are you looking down on the cook?

If there were not so many guests waiting to be served in Wanmin Hall, Master Mao would have rolled up his sleeves and had a 1V1 with Dadalia in person.

"Walnuts are such a torture."

Paimon and Ying went to the Hall of the Past and came back angrily.

Although being with Walnut will definitely not be boring, after all, the funeral business of Xiangshengtang is still a bit difficult for people to get used to.

"Hey, Zhongli... you guys are here too."

Paimon looked at Zhongli in surprise.

Unexpectedly, he was also in the Manmin Hall.

It's really lively here today.

"Don't you watch the chat group? They are almost finished eating." Xiangling said.

"Is that so? How does Zhongli feel about trying Xiangling's new dishes?"

"very good."

Hearing Zhongli's praise, Paimeng couldn't help but salivate: "Xiangling [give me a piece too."

"No, cooking with the flesh and blood of the demon god is very expensive.

Only the rice cracker can breathe out fire to reflect the elemental power of the demon god, and now the rice cracker is too tired to rest.

Let the rice cakes work again, I am afraid that they will turn into demon gods to protest.

"That's right, son."

Suddenly, Zhongli looked at the young master and said calmly, "I didn't bring any money.

Seven nights:

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Xiang Ling:

Seeing that Young Master was about to pay, Paimeng was speechless: "By the way, why hasn't someone like Zhongli starved to death?".