"Ah, I understand, you probably haven't heard of it. Each Moon-by-Moon Festival has a different theme, usually designated by Qixing. This year's theme is food and mountains and rivers. In response to this theme, Qixing also specially There was a cooking competition.”

Wutong felt that he couldn't drink anymore, and he would be full if he drank any more, so he joined in the chat: "Food and mountains and rivers... Food and the scenery of hometown is a good topic."

"I think so too! I heard that Miss Ningguang personally appointed her. She is so powerful... She always looks unfathomable..." Xiang Ling shook her head from side to side and sat back on the stool. ,road.

Sora: "What do we need to do?"

"I want to participate in the King of Kitchen Competition, but to be honest, thinking of new dishes takes a lot of time. After thinking about it, I have to cook and test the dishes... Over time, my judgment has declined. So, I would like to ask you to accompany me to collect What are your thoughts on food! This time I want to break through my usual thinking. I need to ask a few more people and collect more different ideas."

"That's right, ask your friends to give you some advice and think more broadly! Come on, your dishes are ready, boiled black back seabass with three shreds, crab roe tofu and cold mint. If you don't have enough rice, just add it yourself, they are all freshly steamed Okay, be careful when scooping!" Master Mao brought the prepared dishes and fragrant rice to the table, then he washed the spatula habitually while collecting water on the pipe, and said in a loud voice warned.

After eating the boiled blackback bass that he had been craving for a long time, Paimon's eyes shone with joy: "This is easy to handle! After all, we have friends all over the world."

"Oh, you are so confident!"

"It's no big deal." Paimeng imitated the Liyue people and raised the corners of his mouth. Sihasha, who was so annoyed, did not forget to reply to Xiangling: "Then after we finish eating the delicious food, we will go Visit your friends in Liyue and ask them what they think."

Xiangling: "Yeah, great, great. Wait for the rice cooker to come back later, and we'll all set off together!"

After enjoying the delicious food, Guo Ba came back and was doing somersaults at the door.

In the middle of the journey, Wutong was forced to grab two chopsticks for cold mint. She couldn't refuse, so she could only mix it with rice and swallow it wholeheartedly.

Before leaving, Master Mao asked the three of them to pay more attention to his daughter. His Xiangling was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Then he turned around and told Xiangling a few words not to be too casual when going out.

Xiangling chuckled, quickly packed up her things, waved to her father, took Wutong's arm and ran out.

Wutong stumbled slightly on the steps at the door, but quickly steadied himself and allowed the little girl to pull him away without saying a word.

After running across the bridge, at an inconspicuous corner store, I saw Hutao, who was exercising in the sun at the entrance of the Hall of Purity.

The reddish-brown gradient double ponytail swings with the waist-twisting movement. It is a Chinese-style dress with patterns and a long back hem. When you get closer, you can see that the back hem patterns are flowers of the other side and lilies. Wearing the Qiankun Tai Gua hat, there is a black bow on the back of the hat, and the plum blossoms on the side are as red as the fire-attributed eye of the god on the back.

After all, when it comes to interesting ideas, Walnut can definitely give refreshing opinions.

"Hmm? Did someone call my hall master's name? Oops, it turned out to be Miss Wutong and Xiangling, oh, and Traveler, and Paimon!" Before the Lantern Festival, Hutao had heard from her guest that she wanted to give She introduced an interesting friend of the same age, and met him several times later. Unfortunately, the back and forth only stopped at the level of saying hello a few times and drinking tea twice, with no new progress at all.

Today, I saw Xiang Ling dragging people to come to her Rebirth Hall, and the guest is not here now. Her hospitable guest treats people as if they are eyeballs. There must be some kinship between the two. ...? Never heard of it.

Moreover, if Zhongli's introduction alone was needed, the two would have to become completely familiar with each other, and it might even be delayed until Zhuyue Festival next year.

Now is not a good opportunity.

She has always been very interested in this Miss Wutong.

"Walnut——!" Pamon shouted, waving from behind as he flew.

Wutong noticed that people passing by were looking towards them curiously. His ears warmed up and he pretended that nothing happened: "Good afternoon, Hutao."

Xiangling let go of Wutong's arm and winked at the leader of the Hall of Rebirth in front of her: "Hey, I can't forget you!"

"You don't have any agenda. Do you want to ask me for something?"

"Hutao, let me ask you, what food do you like to eat?"

When asked by Xiang Ling, Hu Tao touched his chin, thought for a while, and had no clue. He spread his hands and said, "What kind of food should I eat? You asked me this all of a sudden. I really can't answer it."

Paimon was surprised by this answer: "It's amazing that Hutao can't explain himself sometimes."

"No matter how sharp-tongued the bird is, it's normal for it to take a break, right? It's the same for me."

"Hmm, can birds be described as taking a break..." Pulling at Kong Kong's cloak, Paimon felt that the combination of these two words seemed to touch upon her knowledge blind spot.

Kong bent his fingers and tapped the little guide on the head, bringing the topic back in time before it strayed, and said to Hu Tao: "It's okay, just talk briefly."

"Yeah, you don't have to think so carefully, just tell me your favorite dish! I'm doing a public opinion survey." Xiangling shook the small notebook and pen she brought specially and signaled.

"I see, I see, are you going to make a new dish? Let's agree first, don't make anything too weird! Boiled fish and shrimp dumplings are enough!"

"Boiled fish with shrimp dumplings? Isn't it ordinary?"

Hutao raised a finger and waved it seriously, explaining to the chef in front of him: "It's ordinary, but not ordinary. Think about it, boiled fish is hot and fragrant, this is a vegetable, this kind of dish Pair it with a side of shrimp dumplings, and the shrimp dumplings become Jing. Got it?”

Ordinary rice cookers ran by, not knowing what they were doing. The rest of them just stayed in place, not knowing what Hutao was talking about.

Anyway, after saying this, the boiled fish and shrimp dumplings combined movement and stillness. I won’t go into detail about whether the use of movement to contrast stillness counts, but it is true that there is movement and stillness between them.

Xiang Ling was the first to break the short silence: "Double...? I can cook the dishes that you can make! Slime slippery..."

"It's not that kind of thing!" Hutao frowned and decisively stopped her. She didn't have any good ideas about that kind of thing at all: "Dishes are just food, and they also have their own unique atmosphere. Look at boiled fish, red and spicy. ! It is irritating to the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which is called moving. The shrimp dumplings are crystal clear, fresh and pure, and are called quiet. The combination of movement and stillness complements each other just like a talented man and a beautiful woman!"

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