Original God's Dark Priest

Not long after, Yan Xiao came back, holding an ancient book in his hand.

Yan Xiao respectfully handed the ancient book to Keqing: "Please use it."

"Thank you very much." Keqing expressed her gratitude with a smile, then took the ancient book, walked aside and started to read.

It would take a while to look through the ancient books. Little Paimon felt that waiting was just waiting, so he suggested to Ying: "While Keqing is reading, let's make a satisfying salad! Xiangling, what are your plans?"

"Although I really want to learn, if everyone has something to do and needs to leave, I'd better stay with Keqing." Xiangling is interested in Satisfaction Shala, but she still feels that it's not good to leave Keqing here alone. .

"Then let's go?" Little Paimeng looked at Yan Xiao.

With a smile on his face, he nodded and led them to the stove: "You just do it and I'll watch from the side! You'll probably remember it after reading it once."

This is the confidence of a chef. As long as he watches the cooking process once, he can basically master the dishes that are not very complicated.

So, Ying began to cook the most standard salad under Yan Xiao's gaze. Yan Xiao watched quietly and nodded from time to time. He had tried it before, so he also had his own experience. Regarding Ying's cooking process, he Understood quickly.

After a satisfying salad was ready, Yan Xiao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay! I learned it, thank you."

Little Paimon was afraid that there was something else he didn't understand, so he confirmed, "Have you remembered the steps clearly?"

"Of course, I am also the best cook in the neighborhood." Yan Xiao was really not boasting. Looking at the entire area around Wangshu Inn, there were really not many people who dared to say that their cooking skills were better than his.

If you really want to say it, maybe Jiang Xue, who fishes all day long in the south, cooks the chicken bean curd better than him, but it is limited to this one dish.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Yanxiao, little Paimon nodded with a smile and then looked at Ying: "Let's go ask Keqing and Xiangling how they are doing." Ying nodded without any objection, and then she suddenly thought of Huo again. Regarding the water, she returned to the Chensong Pot, dug out two bottles of fire water from Saffir's wine cellar, and gave them to Yan Xiao.

After completing all this, Yan Xiao's commission was completely completed.

The three of them left the stove and walked to Keqing who was staying in the corner.

"Keqing, Xiangling, we're back!" Little Paimon wasn't sure if they were done yet, but he still spoke out to explain that his side of the matter was over.

Hearing little Paimon's voice, Keqing, who was originally thinking, came back to her senses: "The dishes are done? Just in time, we have finished reading here."

After hearing that Keqing said that he had finished reading it, Yan Xiao immediately asked, "So, is this book useful?"

"Yes, and the records about the Kitchen God are surprising." Keqing nodded, then recalled the records in the book and said, "The book says: Two hundred miles northwest, Guiliji is located. There are many settlements on it, People hunted, planted, farmed and weaved to make a living.

The Kitchen God is temporary, and his form changes from one to many, as tall as a child. Like stars falling to the ground, they disperse into thousands of households to help them light fires. When people get this fire, they know how to eat hot food, eat soup and rice, and cook cooked meat.

This is completely different from the records in the Liyue mythological relics, and they conflict with each other. "

As Keqing spoke, her eyes fell on Guo Ba, who was looking at the candlelight on the stove beside him. Guo Ba was quiet and not noisy along the way. Although he looked like a small animal, he had a spirituality that ordinary animals did not have.

"Make one into many? Does that mean there is more than one Kitchen God?" Little Paimon scratched her head, she didn't quite understand.

Keqing nodded with some distress: "Look at the literal meaning, that's right." The more she investigated, the more mysterious the Kitchen God became, which troubled her very much.

"Scattered into thousands of households to help them make fires...Will the Kitchen God really help cook with his own hands?" Xiang Ling expressed doubts about this. After all, in her opinion, gods should be superior. Although she is also a disciple of Grandma Ping, the Kitchen God has a spirit. She felt that this name should be different from ordinary immortals.

Yan Xiao didn't think so much, and just sighed: "What a god who is close to the people!"

Little Paimon didn't know what to do. He looked around and asked his doubts: "There are currently two conflicting clues... Which one should we believe?"

"More investigation needs to be done before we can draw a conclusion." Ke Qing didn't know what to do and could only suggest further investigation.

After all, if you go to Safire with such a contradictory conclusion, the other party will probably think that she doesn't take this matter seriously at all.

Although the final goal was not achieved, Yan Xiao's help was huge. Ke Qing still thanked Yan Xiao very solemnly: "Thank you for your book, Yan Xiao."

"Hey, you're so polite. You're a traveler, you've helped me a lot. I usually bother you a lot, but I'm free today, so I want to treat you to something delicious. Do you think you can stay? Want to have a casual meal? Let me do my best." Yan Xiao didn't dare to take credit and be arrogant. Ke Qing was polite to him, so he naturally wanted to be respectful.

After all, the other party is Qixing. If he is really offended, he will not get any good results, and he does not need to expect anyone to speak for him.

Hearing Yan Xiao's words, Xiang Ling became interested: "Wow, this person is very confident! I like confident chefs who can make good things." As she said this, she looked at Ying, "I want to try what he cooks." Ying, let’s try some of our dishes?”

Ying knew the art of Yanxiao, and she felt a little moved in her heart, but she still glanced at Keqing and asked for his opinion: "What do you say, Keqing, are you free?"

Ke Qing was still struggling with the matter of Kitchen God. When she heard Ying calling her, she thought about it and nodded with a smile: "It's almost dinner time, and Chef Yan Xiao is so kind that it's hard to refuse, so that's fine. Yan Xiao, look forward to it." Your craft.”

"Haha, just wait and see!" Yan Xiao immediately worked up his spirits, determined to cook a meal that would satisfy everyone.

Ying took out the Dongtianguan ultimatum and told Noel that the others would not go back for dinner today.

In fact, the number of residents in Chensonghu is increasing day by day, and the canteen has also undergone a reform by Safire. It has been transformed from a fixed number of people at the beginning to an intensive large canteen. She also selected some with good cooking skills from among the fools. Help Noelle.

Nowadays, Chengehu Canteen has become more formal. Correspondingly, in fact, there are many people going to eat every meal every day. There will be no problem if there are a few people who don't go to eat.

But Ying still developed the habit of reporting at any time.

The dinner was very sumptuous, delicious and delicious.

Xiang Ling looked at the various dishes on the table, her eyes shining. She knew that even if she just smelled the aroma of the dishes, Yanxiao would be her good opponent.

Little Paimon couldn't help but drool, and couldn't wait to feast.

Keqing looked at the dishes on the table that looked as good as Liuliting Xinyuexuan, and seriously commented: "I can't believe that an inn that doesn't sell food can have such good chef skills."

"Who doesn't want to have a good meal, whether you're staying in a hotel or working as a restaurant? This store we opened is nominally an inn, but in fact, it has to have everything to make people feel at home." Yan Xiao works here It wasn't just a day or two, so I also learned some polite words from Huai'an. It's not out of the ordinary to use them at this time, "Everyone, please take care of yourself. I'm going to get busy first."

Seeing Yan Xiao turning around to leave, Xiang Ling immediately stood up and called him: "Yan Xiao, will you participate in this year's King of Kitchen Competition?"

"!" Yan Xiao blinked, and immediately realized that Xiang Ling was not innocent. He looked at Xiang Ling in surprise, "Could it be that you too..." He had already decided to participate in the King of Kitchen Competition, and he did not expect to meet him again at this time. to a player who is also ready to compete.

Xiang Ling nodded vigorously and put her right hand on her chest: "Yes, I will participate, and I will try my best to enter the finals! Yan Xiao, your cooking is delicious. I am very much looking forward to meeting you in the finals."

"Ha... interesting, okay. See you then!" Yan Xiao's pride was also aroused, and he immediately made his declaration. Then he turned around and left.

Little Paimon looked at the two of them blankly: "Was that a declaration of war just now?"

Ke Qing chuckled: "It's more like meeting your opponent in chess."

Ying looked at Xiang Ling, then at Yan Xiao who was walking away: "The sympathy between strong men..."

"Well! He is really a good cook, the food he cooks is delicious, and the person shown in the dishes is also very down-to-earth... Such a person will be a good opponent." Xiang Ling said firmly, and as she said that, she looked towards Ying, "Since my duel with Miss Bullock from Qingquan Town, I haven't had much fight with anyone."

Looking at Xiangling's shining eyes, a smile appeared on Ying's face: "Xiangling, your fighting spirit is ignited!"

"Hehe... Where is it!" Xiang Ling scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, and suddenly saw Guo Ba sneakily stuffing something into his mouth, and was shocked, "Guo Ba, what are you doing?"

Guo Ba was startled by Xiang Ling and hurriedly swallowed what was in his mouth, leaving only an empty plate.

Keqing looked at the plate, the expression on her face suddenly lost: "It... what it eats is..."

"Why did you eat all the golden shrimp balls? This is the only seafood!" Xiangling still remembers Keqing saying that she likes to eat seafood.

"Oh...my golden shrimp balls..." Ke Qing stopped pretending, tears almost overflowed from her eyes, looking pitiful.

Ying looked at her expression and suddenly looked at little Paimon: "It seems that Keqing doesn't just like seafood. Her favorite dish is probably golden shrimp balls."

Little Paimon nodded in agreement. The two of them tacitly agreed not to continue talking. After all, Keqing was already very sad, and it would be unkind to take off her panties again.

Xiangling also noticed this and immediately put her hands on her hips with an unhappy look on her face: "Cooker, bad!"

Guo Ba opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiang Ling who was scolding him with an innocent expression.

"And there's not a single thing left to eat. Oh, didn't I tell you not to do this outside?" Xiangling was very helpless, "I'm sorry Keqing, I will compensate you!"

Little Paimon thought for a moment, spread his hands and comforted him: "Is it okay? Just order another one. Today is all about talking and laughing."

Unexpectedly, Xiangling said with some reluctance: "It's different, it's different! I didn't get the dish I wanted to eat at the moment, and even if I changed it to something else, it wouldn't be able to make up for that feeling.

Food is an emotion, food and atmosphere are three in one, one is indispensable! "

Keqing also calmed down at this time, regained her composure, and nodded: "Indeed, that's a very accurate assessment..."

"I'll make it up to you, Keqing, what dish do you want to eat? What ingredients do you want? Do you have it? No matter what it is, I will help you get it!" Xiangling considers herself to be a family member of Guo Ba, so naturally she wants to atone for Guo Ba's sins.

Keqing pondered for a moment and thought to herself: Although I don't have any hope, it's not my intention to make things difficult for her... It's better to give her a step.

Thinking of this, Ke Qing coughed lightly and said solemnly: "In that case, there is a dish I would like you to try. It is an old recipe left in my grandfather's notes."

"No problem! Show me!" Xiangling breathed a sigh of relief immediately. The last thing she was afraid of was Keqing's suggestion of dishes. This is her area of ​​expertise.

Keqing also nodded: "Well, I will give it to you when we return to Liyue Port."

In this way, the turmoil caused by stealing the rice cakes was eliminated, and everyone returned to a harmonious state and continued to eat.

The meal was very enjoyable and everyone was very satisfied. After everyone put down their chopsticks, Keqing said: "Ying, are you full?"

Ying nodded and smacked her lips. She was very satisfied with the meal: "Yeah. It's delicious."

"That's good, let's go back to Liyue Port first. I want to go back to pick up something." After Keqing finished speaking, she took out the Dongtianguan ultimatum, and the fairy mist began to fill the air.

Seeing this, Xiangling also took out the Dongtianguan ultimatum, and took Guoba into the Chensong Pot. None of them had the ability to use the teleportation anchor point to go back and forth. If they wanted to move such long distances, they had to rely on Ying.

In just a moment, the three of them appeared at Tiger Rock. Looking at the familiar scenery around them, Keqing said to Xiangling and Ying, "I have to go home and get my notes. Let's meet at Wanmin Hall later."

"Okay!" Little Paimon agreed with Ying.

Xiangling also nodded: "Then I'll go get ready first! Where's Ying? Are you going to walk around or take a rest?"

To be honest, after working for so long, it’s already evening. People’s energy is limited, so it’s normal to want to take a rest at this time.

Keqing was about to leave when she suddenly thought of something again and stopped and said, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. I still have something to talk to Ying. You go ahead and do your work."

"Yeah, okay." Xiang Ling didn't think too much, agreed and left.

After watching Xiang Ling leave and confirming that the other party could no longer hear her, Ke Qing lowered her voice and said to Ying, "Ying, um..."

"What's wrong? Nini's, it doesn't look like you." Seeing Ke Qing's lack of frankness, Ying was a little confused.

Keqing's expression froze, and it took a few seconds before she seemed to make up her mind: "That's it, can you tell me how to get along with Xiangling."

"Huh?" The black screenwriter had a question mark on his face.

Little Paimon was also very surprised: "Is Keqing actually troubled by such a thing?"

"Is it weird? Why are you looking at me with that expression..." Keqing felt very embarrassed and scratched her head. She came to ask Ying after she made up her mind.

I had thought about finding an opportunity to ask Safir before, but I gave up the idea when I thought about the expression on the other person's face when he heard this question.

Because Safir didn't know what she had gone through, it felt like she had become paralyzed. If she looked at her with a blank face and a weird and pity look in her eyes, Keqing would feel that the other party Looking at garbage.

This is something she absolutely cannot accept.

Little Paimon didn't know Keqing's psychological activities, so he answered very frankly: "Because Keqing looks very confident and capable, and feels like she can do anything."

"How is that possible..." Ke Qing shook her head in frustration, "Xiang Ling has always been very enthusiastic towards me, especially this time, she also helped me... We, uh... can be said to be friends!

In short, I'm not very good at dealing with well-meaning girls who are too enthusiastic. Please teach me. "

Ying didn't know what to say for a while. She thought about it carefully, then tapped her chin with her finger, and said with some uncertainty: "Just stay normal, right? I don't think there is anything that needs special attention."

"Yes...really..." Ke Qing looked into Ying's eyes, wanting to get a definite answer.

Jian Ying nodded seriously, and Ke Qing stopped worrying. After taking a deep breath, she finally regained some sense of normalcy: "Ahem, thank you. Let's see you later."

After saying that, she quickly left, leaving Ying and little Paimon staying where they were, looking at each other.