Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Wutong guessed based on the personal special dishes in his memory: "Mr. Zhongli?"

"Mr. Zhongli is more inclined to be as detailed as Miss Ningguang. But I do think of a person who has a lighter taste." Kong rubbed his chin.

"Who is it?"

"You know, almond tofu..."

Paimon suddenly realized: "Yes, it's that person. Are we going to Wangshu Inn again?"

Seeing the two of them playing riddles, Xiangling raised her arm and poked the person standing next to her, and asked in a low voice: "What, who is it?"

"A person you almost met last time." Wutong didn't dare to say the key words. He was very handsome but not very tall. He was difficult to take care of and only liked to eat almond tofu. It was hard for her to guarantee that Mandrill really couldn't hear it.

Kong didn't plan to go to Wangshu Inn. The contract he signed with Paimon and Mandrill included a lot of difficulties, such as encountering difficulties in the deserted wilderness, difficulties with thieves on the road, difficulties with water, fire, weapons, etc. , as long as the mandrill's name is called, the other party will obey the call and come.

"Just try it here."

"Huh...? Ah! I remembered it. He seemed to have said that as long as you call his name, he will come. But... can you really hear your name? Otherwise, let's find a secluded place. Let's give it a try." Paimon felt that this place was not very good. There were many pedestrians coming and going around. If a person suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he might cause a commotion like the previous Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind.

And according to Mandrill's character, even if the other party really heard it, he wouldn't be happy to show up here and try the dishes.

The four of them walked to a secluded place, which was originally a place where crew members unloaded cargo. Now it was time for a nap, so a large area was freed up.

"So, there is a very powerful person who promised you that he will come when you call him? But, just...just shout like this?" Xiangling stopped, faced the sea, and looked at Wutong in disbelief.

After being asked this question, Wutong suddenly realized something. Her name didn't seem to be on the contract.

Yes, after suppressing Mandrill's karma, she fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, she went to Mondstadt with Sora and Paimon to have a happy holiday.

Touching his nose, Wutong felt guilty for some reason. His voice dropped a bit, and his words were slow and vague: "Well, it seems... it's not us, it's the two of them... yes, that's right..."

"Huh -?" Xiang Ling was even more shocked. She thought that these three people were bound to each other for whatever they did, but she didn't expect that there was a two plus one combination? !

Seeing that the two people who were about to shout suddenly lost their voices, and turned around with unpleasant expressions on their faces, Wutong hurriedly waved his hands to tell these guys to stop thinking about it and get down to business: "Shout quickly, shout quickly , I don’t have enough things on me to protect my safety? And doesn’t it mean that you two signed it, and we will not be separated, hurry up, hurry up. When there are more people soon, be careful he beats you. There is no danger in the first place. It’s an abuse of private power.”

"What, I don't think he knows... Wutong, why don't you try shouting and see if it has any effect?" Paimon came closer. She really didn't feel at ease about such a safety-related matter.

Wutong touched the little guide's head and said helplessly: "It's you two who signed the contract. No matter how much I shout, it won't help. If you have anything to ask, why don't you call someone here first? Go ahead and remember not to be too loud. Oh, be careful to attract everyone else."

It seems to make sense...then we can only do this for now.

"If you say that, okay...ahem! Mandrill——"

"Mandrill, are you there?"

Paimon and Sora were leaning to the left and right.

Almost the next second.

At the same time as the sound of breaking the air, there was the sound of boots stepping on the wooden board: "What's the matter?"

Xiangling was startled by the sudden appearance of this person, and she backed away, shaking. Guoba also jumped a little and made a grunting sound.

"It's really here! It appeared in the blink of an eye. It's worthy of being an immortal..." Paimon crossed his legs happily, feeling that this unusual response was really refreshing.

Mandrill looked around: "You called my name, right?"

Kong nodded: "I didn't expect you to really come..."

"I will do what I promised."

He is actually an immortal!

Feeling the slap on the back that was similar to the force she had just used to poke Wutong with her arm, Xiang Ling turned her head subconsciously and saw that the other party was raising his chin in the direction of Mandrill, signaling.

"Huh? Well, your name is Mandrill, right? Hello, I asked Sora and Paimon to call you here. My name is Xiang Ling, and I am a chef. I was shortlisted for the finals of this year's Chef King Competition. I made it before the game. I have ordered some dishes and would like to invite diners of all tastes to try them.”

Mandrill: "Diners...am I included?"

"Yeah! Sora said that your taste is bland, so you are the person I need to find. If possible, I would like to ask you to try my cooking and give me some opinions."

Kong himself, who proposed this idea, looked at Mandrill and said, "Please help Xiang Ling."

"Yes, Mandrill's opinion is important!" Paimon also clasped his hands and asked.

"...You too?" Wutong said slowly, and a sigh that could only be heard in such a secluded environment sounded faintly, and Mandrill lowered his eyes: "Since it is your request...Okay. "

I tried a new dish, and the variety was still the same as what I had just given to Beidou and Xin Yan.

"..."

Paimon watched as the other person chewed without changing his expression, swallowed, ate again, chewed again, and swallowed again. Cautiously: "What, how is it? Can you eat it? Don't force yourself!"

Mandrill raised his eyes: "...it tastes good."

"Ah...really, really?" The way the other party ate was so fairy-like that people couldn't help but stare blankly. However, when he heard that the vegetables tasted good, Xiangling's thoughts inadvertently went astray: "Oh my god, fairy Praise me for the delicious food... Will Dad cry if he finds out!"

Putting down his chopsticks, Mandrill thought for a moment: "You are good at this, which reminds me of a chef. That person can make good food that fills the soul, and so can you. You are all masters."

It's a joke, right?

The immortal, who had a small appetite, didn't eat much, just a few chopsticks. Wutong watched Paimon wandering around the dishes, glanced at him from time to time, swallowed his saliva and licked his mouth, thoughtfully.

"If I have to say...the flavor of the two side dishes is a little too strong for me. If you modify it a little, it can be the finishing touch. It's just a personal opinion...don't worry about it. Whether you refer to it or not is entirely up to you."

"Hmm, um, garnishes...I've written them down. Thank you, Immortal. Nice to meet you!" Xiang Ling wrote down the key points that Mandrill just said in the small notebook that he had been using to record them, as well as Beidou's previous remarks. Sister and Xin Yan’s suggestions are also listed above.

This is all valuable feedback and should be studied carefully.

Wutong, who helped take over the food box, looked at the disposable chopsticks and saw that there were no more disposable chopsticks, so she picked up the ones Mandrill had just used. However, before she could take the next step, two voices suddenly sounded.

"Ah Yu, what are you going to do?"

"doing what?"