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After all, he was a little boy, and he was still in the stage of growing. When he heard Tok's stomach growling, Wutong decided to go to Manmin Hall as his next stop. Paimon, who happened to be feeling hungry, also raised his hands and cheered.

"Welcome, are you four?"

Just when he reached the door of Wanmin Hall, Paimon frowned and sneezed twice: "Why does it seem to have a very choking smell...um..."

Master Mao put the kitchen knife on the chopping board and chopped it, laughing loudly: "It tastes very spicy? You are talking about the taste of the spicy ingredients that our Wanmintang is most proud of."

"Spicy? But I can't eat spicy food..." Tok frowned.

"That's such a pity. People who don't eat spicy food will lose more than half of the fun in life."

Paimon was curious about Master Mao's words, because she couldn't eat spicy food very well: "Is it that serious?"

Wutong thought for a while and didn't know what to answer.

Among this group of people, Sora has a taste for acidity, while Paimon and Wutong have a taste for sweetness. What can she say? It's not like they can't take a bite of spicy food. Their tolerance level is probably at the medium spicy level.

Mr. Zhe’s family does eat spicy food, but hers is from Hangzhou, where the West Lake Vinegar Fish is famous, not to mention a food desert. Because of this reason, she specifically went to college with Mr. Chuan, and it was precisely because of this , she also developed some spicy eating skills.

Thinking in terms of substitution, Liyue is equivalent to Mr. Yao's house in this world, and Winter Kingdom is equivalent to Mr. Brazinsky's house in this world. So, if nothing unexpected happens, the food eaten will most likely be Sweet dishes.

"At home, there is a lot of sugar in Tok's dishes, and the oil must be extra virgin vegetable oil!"

really.

Wutong supports the forehead.

Paimeng spread his hands and complained without any malice: "What a young man... It seems that the food at Wanmintang is not to Tok's taste... Let's find another place..."

"——These are the requirements, right? Are there any others?" Master Mao stretched out his hand to stop the people who wanted to leave.

Paimon stopped, puzzled, and asked, "Huh? What does Master Mao mean?"

"The reason why Wanmintang is called Wanmintang is to make dishes that suit everyone's taste. If we can't even meet this taste requirement, my Master Mao won't have the face to join the culinary world."

"Wow... I feel a strong attachment to the chef... I'd like to trouble Master Mao, shall we eat here?" Paimon looked at Tok, who was barely tall enough to reach the height of the outdoor dining board.

Tok: "I'm fine!"

Seeing that the guests had already made up their minds, Master Mao nodded: "Oh, yes, let's make one thing known to the four guests in advance. The price of a table of specially customized dishes will be higher than the ordinary ones. Of course, it won't be too high. The prices are as high as those of Liuliting or Xinyuexuan."

"Is it popular to charge money for customization recently..." Paimeng had a complex expression and couldn't help but say something. Then he patted one of his traveling companions beside him, indicating that the other party was ready to play: "As for the price...that... .. Hehe... I still hope we can discuss it..."

Twelve thousand, cheaper than a kite. Wutong's face did not change, he opened his mouth and cut it with a big knife, half of it, six thousand.

Originally, Kong thought that he would have to lift them up and down like he did at the toy stall before. Unexpectedly, Master Mao clicked his tongue, stared at them for a moment, picked up the knife and started to prepare the food: "Forget it. Forget it, just let it be this price, you are not strangers anyway."

"Okay, thank you uncle!" Tok cheered.

Master Mao didn't even raise his head, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Everyone can find a seat first, the food will be out soon."

If you lose, you should still be able to cut it.

Inexplicably annoyed, Wutong frowned slightly. Kong had already poured the tea, put it aside, and chuckled: "It is not necessary to leave some of the activity funds. It is the fool's money anyway. You can spend it as much as you want. If it is not enough, go to Beiguo Bank to ask for it."

"What a terrible idea - the young master heard that he is coming to fight with you."

Tok was chatting and joking with Paimon, and he didn't pay attention to this side for a while. It would be fine for any fool or young master to talk casually.

"He can't beat me. I don't need to earn back the money from the Northland Bank when I spend it, so what's so bad. Besides, even if the young master spends more than he has, it's a fool's errand. It's just a sparring expense."

......

After talking and laughing for about a quarter of an hour, the dishes began to arrive on the table one after another.

Several people started eating with chopsticks.

"Hmm... It's a bit too sweet, so boring..." After enjoying the meal at Wanmin Hall, she went out. She also took a few bites of the two custom-made meals, and Paimon frowned and commented.

On the contrary, Toke enjoyed the meal very happily, holding Wutong's hand and jumping up and down: "Really? I think it's just right! The taste is exactly the same as what Sister Dongnia makes!"

"Didn't we bring Tok here to taste Liyue's special cuisine?" Wutong also felt that the dishes were too sweet to bite the teeth, and asked in confusion.

She suddenly felt that she might not have a sweet tooth, but simply had a picky taste because she was pampered by the many delicacies at her husband's house.

As for Sora, his acceptance of sweet dishes was high or low, but after one bite, he was so sweet that he couldn't even think of eating. It's sweet and spicy, not as sour as I like it to be, and it just gives me a sense of participation in the meal.

Paimon scratched his head. He suddenly remembered when Wutong mentioned it, and smiled awkwardly: "Uh... It seems to be a roar... Forget it, where does Tok want to go next?"

"Wharf! When Tuoke came, he was just looking for his brother. He hasn't had a good look at the dock in Liyue."

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She doesn't understand.

"People in the winter can't eat spicy food, but doesn't the Fu... fire water taste spicy too?"

Kong had never drank fire water, but Wutong had. Not long after the two met, the other party had mixed drinks with the angel's gift in order to get rid of the troublesome drunkards.

Then I went back and...

"Maybe the two are not equally spicy. I heard that it snows all year round and is very cold in the Winter Country. Drinking wine is to raise body temperature, and the people of Liyue say that chili peppers are used to remove moisture?" Kong rubbed his temples, If there is a seemingly non-existent sea breeze blowing, the nausea just now subsides.

Wutong sighed and had a slight headache: "Is the food in the Winter Country not delicious, or is it just this dish...? I just saw that you barely moved your chopsticks. What do you want to eat when you go back?"

"Cold noodles." Cool and soothing, the best choice.

Sora suddenly had the idea of ​​throwing Tok back to Dadalia now.

......

Several people came to the bustling pier of Liyue Port. People were coming and going, and there were shouts and shouts. Tuoke opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "Wow... this place is really big and lively! The waves here are always Is that so? It never freezes?"

Paimeng stroked his chin, clapped his hands and replied: "Well, judging from the climate in Liyue, there should be no ice along the port. Although I have always been the exclusive guide of only Kong and Wutong, this opportunity is rare, so I will come. Can you explain it to Tok?”

In order to prevent the child from getting lost in an unfamiliar place, Wutong simply picked him up. It didn't feel heavy, so he just walked and listened to Paimon.

Tok felt like he was flying into the air all of a sudden. Without struggling or fussing, he meekly wrapped his arms around his beautiful sister's neck and leaned on her shoulder, his eyes sparkling in anticipation.