Hearing this, Xiangling looked up and saw that Wutong was also overwhelmed by the sudden movement. He was holding dishes in one hand and chopsticks in the other, blinking and looking left and right. He looked as if he was trying to steal something and was caught.

Paimon hummed twice, just like the sound he made every year when his family returned home after playing in the yard and found someone opening food packaging bags. He came closer with bright eyes: "I caught you, Wutong - don't you think it smells good too?" Ling’s cooking is delicious? Hehe, it’s okay, you eat it first, and then give me a few bites after you’re done.”

"..."

"..."

Under the two extremely disapproving looks, Wutong felt that if he didn't speak, he wouldn't be able to clean himself up even if he jumped into the sea.

This was originally meant for Paimon to eat. Recently, I have stopped eating spicy food and sweet foods because of my throat problem. I just feel a lot better today, and I think I will be completely fine after a few more days of treatment. If she eats it first now, she might have to start over again, and she might even have a bass voice in the future.

"No...cough...cough..."

Help, every time this time when everyone is silent and pays attention to her, they always feel that there is a pricking problem and when will it get better. Wutong didn't finish his explanation. He felt an uncontrollable itching in the back of his throat and quickly tilted his head and coughed a few times.

Mandrill frowned: "It's cold, avoid spicy and greasy food."

"Yes, you can't eat it." Besides, the chopsticks and mandrills have been used, so if you want to eat, you have to pick up the food one by one. But the second half of the sentence was left unsaid, because there was no way he could let Wutong take this bite into his mouth.

Does she look like the gluttonous type...?

After finishing the half-finished action that was interrupted before, the chopsticks turned back and forth in Wutong's hand. Although the tail of the chopsticks is slightly thicker than the head of the chopsticks and it is difficult to pick up, these dishes are not minced meat in the first place: " Okay, okay...I won't eat it. This was originally intended to be a secret taste for Paimon. And if I want to eat it...don't worry, I will only eat crystal shrimp."

Seeing that the other party picked up the hibiscus chicken slices that had barely been touched and that she had wanted to taste for a long time, Paimon didn't care about anything else. He took it into his mouth in one bite, and his happiness level was immediately filled up. While chewing, he said: Wutong Is the best person in the world! And the food is delicious too!

There were two crystal shrimps in total, and Mandrill had just eaten them all.

When it comes to seafood, Wutong really only likes to eat shrimp.

The fish was just average. I didn’t like to drink fish soup. It smelled fishy no matter how I cooked it. Some small fish had too many bones and I found them troublesome. I stopped eating them after just two bites. And compared to steaming and boiling, the other party prefers grilled fish. I really don’t like crabs, so if I insist on eating them, I’ll only eat the legs. I don’t like to eat shellfish if the sand inside has not been spit out. As long as one or two are eaten with sand in the pot, then the pot will basically not be touched again.

I know that although the other person seems to be very tolerant, he is actually the most picky among them, so I think a little too far for a while. He didn't find it troublesome, because there were things he didn't like to eat, and so did Paimon, which was normal. Wutong is a little girl who has been "spoiled since childhood" by the adults in Mondstadt.

It didn't take long.

Hearing the sound of Wutong closing the food box again, Kong came back to his senses.

It was exactly what it said, just to satisfy Paimon's craving and give him a taste. If he and Mandrill hadn't discovered it, it would have only taken a few words. Perhaps even to reassure them, the other party snapped his chopsticks into two pieces.

This forced stealing of food is over.

"Then I'll go back first." In fact, Mandrill knew about Wutong Fenghan because he heard it mentioned by Phil Godette, who received the cat teasing stick today. He came over to take a look and felt that this man was really weak. But he was still such a person, who suppressed his karma and told him that his efforts would not be in vain. Everything will make sense.

Sora: "Thank you."

Forget it, these two people are the same in some ways. One insisted on pulling him into the crowd, and the other insisted on him standing in the sun. It's still a bit unaccustomed, but it feels good.

Mandrill remembered that he had only heard two people calling his name before. One guy didn't open his mouth and glanced at him: "You call me, I will come, see you later."

Just as fast as when he appeared, the moment he turned around, he disappeared after saying a word.

Paimon: "I didn't expect him to really come! And, listening to his last words, you can do it now, Wutong. Well, we can all do it!"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wutong's lips. He thought of teasing the other party, and acted as a repeater on a whim: "Well, we can do it."

I sighed again in my heart, he is indeed an immortal.

Xiangling felt that this trip had been fruitful, and she looked at the three people in front of her gratefully: "Wutong, Kong, Paimon, after two rounds of food tasting, I already have an idea!"

Sora chuckled: "Really, that's good."

"While I'm inspired now, I'll go back and try a few more times. Thank you!" Xiangling waved goodbye to a few people. After running for two steps, she suddenly remembered, turned around and put her hands to her mouth like a trumpet, and shouted loudly: "By the way, the finals will be held at Yujing Terrace, so remember to come and watch——!"

Paimon flew up and shouted in response with the same force: "Well, come on too—!"

"Hehe, it must be——!!"

Xiangling held the food box in one hand and shook it with them with all her strength. Her steps back almost tripped over the rice cooker beside her legs. She hurriedly made a move on the spot. After she stabilized herself, she scratched her head and asked if she was okay. The uncle smiled sheepishly, then chased the rice cooker and ran away.

Stay until the next day.

When it was almost time, the three of them arrived at the competition venue.

Yan Fei was invited by the organizing committee to serve as the notary and host of this year's Kitchen King Competition.

The King of Kitchen Competition is divided into two stages: preliminaries and finals. Contestants from various regions in Liyue first entered the preliminaries process and showed their talents, and finally the two strongest contestants were selected for today's finals.

The judges of the final are divided into two parts: on-field judges and off-field judges. There are three judges on the field, namely Miss Tianquan Xing Ningguang, Miss Yuheng Xing Keqing, and senior gourmet Uncle Tian. Of course, in addition to these three, the organizing committee will also randomly select ten people from the crowd watching the game to taste the dishes prepared by the contestants and vote.

In other words, there are 13 judges on and off the court, and 13 valid votes will be cast for the two contestants respectively. The person with the most votes is today's champion.

Next comes the much-anticipated entry of the contestants.

The first to appear is the seeded player selected from the Dihuazhou competition area - the sword produces fragrance, the quick knife chef, Yanxiao. After all, it was a big scene, and the other party looked very nervous. And his opponent is the powerful king selected from the Liyue Port Division - the fierce cook, Xiang Ling. And her mysterious helper partner, Guo Ba.

After the two players followed Yan Fei and swore that they would go all out and complete the competition fairly, the competition officially began.

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