The three of them left Shadow Mountain and planned to buy some ingredients for cooking in Inazuma Castle.

Kong is responsible for leading the way and asking questions. Because of his excellent social skills, he is able to get along well among the grandparents. He can answer almost all questions, and he can also point out a place hidden in an alley that only locals know. Treasure shop.

After waiting in the store, Paimon would hold the bag and ask Wutong if he saw something, if he could buy it, if he could cook it, if it could be made delicious.

Wutong was still picking daikon radish and replied by the way that some of them can be eaten raw, but some of them are not delicious even if they are cooked.

He glanced at it and found that the white radish in Paimon's hand had bright yellow leaves on it. He raised his mouth to ask for another one. Then he waved and showed the other person the dark green leaf in his hand. Said, it should be fresh and not wilted, and it should have not many roots at the bottom and a small thin tail at the end. Finally, touch it and make sure it is smooth.

After picking the radishes, I started picking mushrooms, kelp, bamboo shoots, meatballs, fried tofu, fish cakes, and various lucky bags.

When they were checking out, seeing that they had bought a lot of things, the shopkeeper happily gave them a big discount, waved his hand and told them to come back next time.

Carrying large and small bags back to the Chenge Pot, Paimeng held more chicken meatballs, fish meatballs, and crab meatballs than could fit in his arms. Wutong took off his shoes at the door, holding a box of eggs and a lucky bag with his bare feet, and put the flowers on the coffee table in the living room. As soon as they put it on, the two went straight to the kitchen.

He held two radishes under his arms, the newly bought rice in one hand, and the remaining ingredients and oil in the other. Sora took his time and put his things at the door first.

He bent down and placed both his and Wutong's shoes, then took out the pair of slippers that Wutong was not wearing and placed them next to the sofa, so that he would be the first to see them when he came out of the kitchen.

Place the newly bought rice and oil in a dark and dry place, and carry the radishes and other ingredients to the kitchen shelf. As a boyfriend who always has a bright eye and perfect mobility, Kong asked Wutong, who was carefully storing eggs next to him, if he wanted to peel the radish and cook it in the pot now. He remembered that it would take a long time to cook.

The answer is yes.

Sitting on a small stool, the cardboard box could be reused to hold radish skins. Paimon held a basin of water and sat with Sora and began to wash the mushrooms.

The pot was steaming and began to cook kelp and bonito flower soup. The eggs on the stove were also cooked. Wutong picked up the things and soaked them in a bowl of cold water. While cutting the mushrooms with a cross, please ask me. The two people sitting side by side at the dining table remembered to peel off the shells later.

Because before making oden, all the ingredients must be boiled in advance, so Wutong has never left the kitchen, and Paimeng also works part-time as the transporter.

The processor was peeling the shells with his bare hands, but his eyes were fixed on Wutong's feet standing on tiptoe to get the bowl on the cabinet.

Pour the fully peeled eggs into the pot. The smell of oden has spread throughout the room. There is a big pile, enough for the three of them to chat and eat for a long time. Summer is about to pass, and the weather is no longer so hot and stuffy. Kong walked up behind Wutong, and while calling him to put on his shoes, he lowered his head and kissed his shoulder and neck.

I like it so much. I like it so much.

Obviously in Inazuma City, the three of them were just doing simple shopping, and nothing special happened. Maybe they bought a few bottles of milk at a special price when passing by a vendor? Or did you buy flowers that need to be replaced in the study?

Could it be that he followed behind and kept looking at Wutong. The other party turned around and smiled in the light of thousands of houses and asked him why he kept looking at her.

His thoughts of "I like Ah Yu so much, I like Ah Yu so much" gradually became like a bottle of ice-cold sparkling water that was shaken wildly and suddenly opened, densely packed and endlessly gushing out from the bottom, making a crackling and exploding sound.

In fact, at that time, I really loved you, Ah Yu.

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The thunderstorm outside the sea subsided within a few days.

The red light was about to explode, and the Tatar sand nuclear weapon that was about to explode in the next second was completely eliminated. In order to prevent them from getting neuralgia when they saw purple in the future, Paimon covered his eyes and suggested that they should not return. Liyue, take a look.

And since we are already in Liyue, it would be a pity not to go to Wanmin Tang to eat boiled black back bass.

"Hi, we're here!" Paimon greeted happily when he saw Xiangling counting tomatoes in front of the shelf.

Xiang Ling wrote down the number in her book and turned around: "Hey! It's Sora, Wutong and Paimon!"

Master Mao also patted the apron he was wearing: "Hey, isn't this a traveler! I'm actually free to come here today. What would you like to eat?"

"I want boiled blackback seabass! Cold mint, crab roe tofu and squid!" Paimeng raised his hands and ordered loudly.

"Okay, you guys chat, the four dishes will be here in a minute!"

Wutong smiled and thanked.

After taking her seat, Xiangling pulled out the chair next to Wutong and propped her cheeks up: "I just thought of you three, and then you showed up! Hehe, we really have a good connection."

"Is Xiangling looking for us?" Paimon put down the sweet water in his hand.

"Well, I have something to discuss with you. You should have seen it all the way here, right? There are a lot of decorations for the Moon Festival in the city!"

Sora put down the menu in his hand and said clearly: "So it's called Zhuyue Festival."

"Is Zhuyue Festival... also a traditional festival in Liyue?"

Xiangling glanced at the steaming rice, nodded, and answered Paimon: "Yes, the Zhuyue Festival is a grand festival for us Liyue people to celebrate the bright moon in autumn. I heard from the old people that as early as thousands of years ago, the immortals would still We seek immortality during these days! It’s different now. During the Moon Festival, we will eat delicious food, visit relatives and friends, enjoy flowers and the moon... It’s much simpler, and it’s something everyone likes. No trouble."

delicious!

Paimon leaned forward on the table and looked at Xiangling: "It sounds like a festival I would like!"

"Well, Paimon has good taste in food, and he will definitely like the Lunar Festival!"

"Does it taste good... I'll reserve my opinion for now..." Kong raised his eyebrows and poured more water into Wutong's cup. The season had changed recently, and the other party's throat was uncomfortable and he always coughed from time to time.

Paimon shook his head and complained angrily: "Hey! Why are you dissatisfied with my taste? Wutong, look at him!"

Xiangling chuckled, stood up and added some hot water to the pot, and also added some honey cubes. This is a new thing purchased from Bubulu, which has the effect of soothing the throat and relieving coughs: "So, Are you three free recently? I’m going to participate in this year’s King of Chef Competition, and I’d like you to be my food consultant!”

"King of Kitchen Competition? Is there such a competition in Liyue?" Why did Paimeng feel that when he went to Dao Wife, it seemed that there were suddenly many things that she had never heard of.

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