Genshin Impact: I have a talisman shop

"Fu Chu, are you there? We have something to ask you for."

Hearing Hu Tao's voice, Fu Chu's hand holding the pen paused and he raised his head helplessly.

In addition to the carefree Hutao, Xiangling, Ying and Paimeng also followed her to Fuyun Temple.

"Hall Master Hu, please be quieter next time. The paper I used to draw the talisman was almost blown away by you."

"Haha, Fu Chu, you are really good at joking." Hutao didn't care at all, holding the counter with both hands and said, "Let's not mention these things for now. I, no, it's Xiangling who wants to ask you something."

"Oh, are you in trouble?" Fu Chu quickly finished drawing the remaining half of the talisman and turned his attention to Xiang Ling.

"No, no, no, it's not troublesome. I just wanted to ask you what kind of food you like to eat." Xiang Ling shook her head repeatedly and added: "Didn't I say before that I wanted to participate in the King of Kitchen Competition? I just wanted to get some inspiration. .”

"Yes, yes, we asked Hu Tao just now. She said she likes boiled fish with shrimp dumplings. She said it is a combination of movement and stillness. She has no idea what it means. Don't be like Hu Tao."

Paimon spread her hands. She was very confused by Hu Tao's confusing speech just now. She knew it was wrong, but it sounded very reasonable.

"If you think about it carefully, it seems that we have never seen Fu Chu's preference for those dishes."

Looking at the few people talking to each other, Fu Chu knocked on the table to attract their attention.

"I'm basically not picky about food. I like anything delicious. Why don't you give me some tips?"

"He is also a man with a wide range of hobbies." This was the first thought that came to several people's minds.

"Then what should we do...Yes!" Xiang Ling thought for a while and decided to change the question, "I remember Fu Chu that you can also cook, right? Do you have any specialties or special dishes? ?”

"It's hard to say what the specialty dishes are, but there are some special dishes. But I don't know if this dish can be included in the menu."

Hearing what Fu Chu said, several people instantly showed expressions of interest, especially Hu Tao, who had the biggest reaction.

"Come on, come on, come on, I've eaten with you so many times, and this is the first time I've heard that you have special dishes, Fu Chu. Please bring them out for me to try."

Ignoring the anxious Hutao, Fu Chu didn't expect that he would use it today just after making it yesterday. Moreover, under the urging of the talisman paper, it was just right to open the altar now.

Fu Chu made a move, and a pottery altar was brought out of the utility room by the talisman paper and landed gently on the counter.

"What is this?" Hutao knocked on the jar a few times in confusion, unable to see what was inside.

"I seem to smell a salty smell." Xiang Ling shrugged her nose. As a chef, her sense of smell and taste are both very keen.

Ying and Paimon looked at each other. They couldn't figure out what kind of things needed to be put in the jar.

Then, under the expectant eyes of everyone, Fu Chu opened the seal of the altar, and a salty smell wafted out.

"Hey! Isn't this just pickles?" Paimeng was very surprised. He didn't expect that Fu Chu would come up with something like this after working on it for so long.

The others were also surprised and didn't understand why Fu Chu's special dish was ordinary pickles.

Fu Chu glanced at Paimeng, and then introduced: "This is not an ordinary pickle, this is called Spring Immortality."

"Spring never grows old? If you change your name, wouldn't you still be a pickle?"

"Yes, yes, this pickle, oh no, is there anything special about Chun Bu Lao?"

While Hutao, Ying and Paimeng were still confused, Xiangling took some Chunbulao and put it into his mouth with Fu Chu's consent.

The moment Chun Bu Lao entered, Xiang Ling's eyes immediately shone.

"This, this taste, this rich salty aroma, whether as a side dish or as an auxiliary for stews, it's great!"

Seeing Xiang Ling's reaction, the other people became even more curious.

However, Chun Bu Lao is not a dish that can be eaten directly, so Fu Chu divided some among several people and covered the jars.

Hutao drank a large glass of water to relieve the salty taste in his mouth and then asked: "This spring is indeed good, but there must be other reasons why Fu Chu you can regard it as your own specialty."

"Yes, it is true that as Hall Master Hu said, there is another reason." Fu Chu nodded, which related to some things in the past.

There was no need to hide everything, so Fu Chu picked out what he could say and spoke out.

Fu Chu grew up eating food from hundreds of families, and learned the art of making spring elixirs from the old people in the village. If nothing else happened, his original destiny would be to make pickles for the rest of his life.

But later he was attracted by the master who wandered to the village. While practicing with the master, he often lived in the mountains.

Although we are in modern times, there are always places where supplies are not abundant and there are no decent roads.

Ever since, his skill in making pickles came in handy.

Later, the master returned to his true form, and he went down the mountain to practice, hoping to improve his life.

But at this time, we were in the Age of Ending Dharma, and he had mastered the art of talismans. If he didn't work hard, he wouldn't be able to exert such miraculous effects in Teyvat.

He can only fulfill his duty of subduing demons and slaying demons within his limited abilities.

Regarding the ageless spring, he had a similar experience with a certain immortal, which could be regarded as fate.

Of course, Fu Chu didn't say anything about what happened after going down the mountain. He just told a few people about his connection with Chun Bu Lao.

It’s just a short paragraph and it’s all said quickly.

After listening, Hutao said thoughtfully, "I see, I really didn't expect that, Fu Chu, you actually have such an experience, I can't imagine it."

"Everyone has their own past. Hall Master Hu does not need to care about these. Compared with the past, the future is more worthy of our cherishment."

Xiang Ling stood up suddenly, fighting spirit igniting in her eyes, "Fu Chu is right, we can't stick to the taste of the past. I want to develop more delicious dishes in the future."

"Oh, Xiangling is on fire!" Paimon was also very excited, and suddenly thought of something, "Didn't Xiangling just say that Chun Bu Lao can be used for stew? How about we make a dish with Chun Bu Lao?" ?”

"Hey, Paimon's idea is good, I agree!" Hutao was the first to agree with Paimon's proposal.

Ying on the side looked at the excited people, then at Fu Chu, and slapped his forehead helplessly. The real owner was still here, thinking about dividing the other party's things.

Fu Chu also raised his eyebrows. What was going on with this atmosphere of wanting to carve up his inheritance?

Having made up their minds, except for Ying, everyone else came over and looked at Fu Chu eagerly.

"Fu Chu, please give me a little bit of Chun Bu Lao. When the new dishes are made, you will be the first to taste them."

Fu Chu glanced at Guo Ba, who was playing with the big yellow dog and Tuanque outside the door. Fortunately, it didn't pay attention. If he saw Xiang Ling like this, he might have thought that he was bullying Xiang Ling.