Original God's Dark Priest

Being grabbed by Keqing, Safiir's expression almost cracked. She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back and deny it three times: I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense!

But she still restrained herself. How did she say that? The best way to get someone to keep a secret is to drag him into trouble.

If you want Ke Qing to believe that she won't spread rumors everywhere, you must make Ke Qing think that she is also the same person.

Therefore, Safire took a deep breath and nodded with determination: "Yes! Me too!"

She looked at Keqing with a firm look in her eyes as if she wanted to join the party.

Don't ask, just ask for the sake of justice.

Qing Qing felt relieved. Safir was heartbroken. This was probably the price for being a bitch. Fortunately, no one else would know about it, otherwise she might not be able to face Zhongli.

The two reached a consensus, and not long after, Xiangling and the others came back, carrying prepared food: mysterious dishes recorded in ancient recipes.

"We're back!" Little Paimon still took the lead, attracting the attention of Keqing and Safiir.

Xiangling lifted the food box on her hand: "Hey, Ying and I have finished our portions! Come and try it while it's hot."

With that said, she opened the vegetable box and revealed the dishes in the box.

They were some steamed buns in a circle with some fried fillings in the middle. They looked very delicious and had a strong aroma.

Keqing looked at it carefully, then turned to look at Safir: "Let's eat together? You didn't eat much just now, right?"

"Wantoutou, let's try it." Safire didn't refuse and took the food box. She had eaten this before. She first took a spoonful of stuffing and stuffed it into the hole at the bottom of the buntou. , and then opened his mouth to eat.

When Keqing saw Youyou's example, he also ate a steamed bun like this. Keqing's eyes widened with a look of surprise.

This made Paimon a little nervous and asked: "What's wrong? Why is he looking like this?"

"I..." Keqing looked at the people around her, looking a little dazed.

Spicy pork steamed buns, this dish is actually not that rare, it can be regarded as a home-cooked dish.

When Keqing was very young, her grandfather often cooked for her. Later, when her grandfather got older, he stopped cooking, and the taste in his memory was dusty and could never be found again.

Keqing was sensible and would not make unreasonable troubles with her grandfather who was declining day by day. Therefore, until his death, she was unable to ask about the spicy meat pottery, which once became her regret.

And today, this regret has been filled.

Seeing Keqing's nostalgic look, Safire patted Keqing on the back: "If some things can be explained clearly as soon as possible, maybe we won't regret it for so long."

"Maybe." Keqing lowered her head. How could she not understand this truth? But there are some things that can only be regretted after they have passed. When she wants to make amends, she has no way of making amends.

Does Keqing really care about everything related to Kitchen God? No, her grandfather was the scholar who had been studying the deeds related to the Kitchen God. What Keqing cared about was her grandfather's last wish.

Looking at Keqing with a complicated expression, Safire sighed quietly: "I can see that this is the taste that makes you miss me."

Keqing nodded, then she looked at Xiangling and Ying: "Xiangling, Ying, thank you, this is the taste I want.

It was delicious and... incredible, I felt... back to the time I had with my grandfather. "

"Really? That's great!" Xiangling was also very happy when she heard what Keqing said, which meant that she didn't make this dish in vain. "I didn't have time to say it just now. In fact, the master made up the recipe for me. That’s when I discovered that I had been able to cook this dish before.”

Little Paimon blinked, somewhat incomprehensible: "You know how to cook it before, do you mean...you can cook it without a recipe?"

"Well, dad taught me how to make this dish." Xiang Ling nodded, confirming little Paimon's statement.

This made little Paimon even more puzzled: "But didn't Keqing read this dish from her grandfather's notes?"

Her doubts were finally solved by Ke Qing's voice: "About this dish... I think my grandfather was not the original author of the recipe. My grandfather was a famous land industry tycoon in Liyue and also a scholar. He He loves collecting ancient books and has a good understanding of many lost traditional cultures of Liyue.

When I was a child, I often accompanied my grandfather to study in the study room. I read a lot of ancient books and discussed with him whether Emperor Rock King was a real person and how credible these ancient books were...

Grandfather said, 'Books are just bridges that take us to history. As for the things you asked about, they are things that we, as future generations, 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 King of Rock is sometimes connected with the name of my grandfather. When I see the emperor's name, I always think of my grandfather... and the notes in his study.

The recipe for this dish was written down from my grandfather's notes. It's an ancient dish that he wants to try to restore. Unfortunately, the recipes were not complete at the time and he never succeeded.

Every time he tried making this dish, he would let me taste it while it was still hot... I really miss it, this is the taste. "

Looking at Keqing, Safir also understood why she was obsessed with buying the emperor's doll. Perhaps, she also pinned her longing for her grandfather on it.

In other words, Keqing actually regards the emperor as her grandfather to a certain extent? That's why it seems that the arrogant Yu Hengxing spoke rudely to the emperor. In fact, does this also include the granddaughter's feeling of being coquettish towards her grandfather?

Thinking of this, Safire's eyes looked at Keqing even softer, hey, you treat the emperor as your grandfather, the emperor and I are buddies, so I can reluctantly be your grandma!

Thinking of this and Zhongli's stern face, Safire gave up the idea instantly. It hurt when Zhongli hit someone, so he had better not seek death. Boy, this isn't funny.

With a slight cough, Safire put on a serious look. She patted Keqing's shoulder seriously and said seriously: "Time cannot erase scars. What it can do is to make people gradually forget and truly heal the wounds." Yes, it is my own relief and letting go.

Life is like one simple painting after another. The wind of time turns into an invisible hand and touches the painting. As time goes by, the past painting becomes more and more blurred, gradually fades away, and becomes one after another. A symbol becomes an impression.

Pursuing the past is like picking up conch shells belonging to the past on the beach of memory. We can hear distant sounds from the conch shells, which are echoes of the past.

And the footprints left behind will turn into new shells, waiting for you to come again one day and pick them up one by one. This is the memory.

Congratulations, Keqing, you have found the flavor in your memory. "

"Yes. Thank you." Keqing smiled at Safiir. What happened today made Keqing think from the bottom of her heart that Safiir and she could become good friends.

Unlike Xiangling, Safiir's temperament is much more indifferent, which makes Keqing less burdened when staying with her, and she doesn't have to worry about how to deal with the other person's excessive enthusiasm.

Keqing thinks this is very good. The relationship between young ladies should be peacefully drinking tea and shopping together when nothing happens. Is Safire considered a young lady? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Keqing felt in her heart that the immortal and the eldest lady had something in common, so there should be no problem in treating Safire as the eldest lady.