Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

"Eating and drinking are originally great events in the world. When eating, one should eat the best spiritual energy, and when drinking, one should drink the essence of heaven and earth." Shen Qianluo whispered, glancing sideways as he considered what kind of dish should be developed to commemorate the killed dragon.

"Eating and drinking can be small or big. If it's small, you can take a handful of millet to taste, and draw sweet spring water from the stone; if it's big, you can take a pot of star and moon to drink, and walk a thousand years of human road. Eating and drinking has always been like this, and my taste has always been picky. If it's not a serious and favorite delicacy, I think I can't even swallow it."

He nodded seriously as if thinking about something, "So I guess I should be able to cook. After all, even Mr. Zhongli can cook, which is really amazing."

Guoba shook his head happily, as if he wanted to agree with Shen Qianluo's guess:?~?~

"Eh? Guessing that I can cook? And Mr. Zhongli is so amazing, how can he not be good at cooking?" Xiangling was stunned for a moment, feeling that she couldn't keep up with the child's thinking. "However, since Qianluo and Mr. Zhongli are old acquaintances, could it be that he is not only a business genius, but also has his own experience and insights into cooking?"

Shen Qianluo smiled slightly, and suddenly he looked kind and gentle, as if in the spring breeze. "Whether you have a talent for cooking or not, you should practice it yourself to verify it. It is our honor to create dishes for the Emperor, so how can I not serve a few of the ten dishes that moved the Emperor? Right, Guoba."

Guoba: ?? ?!

The little bear widened his eyes nervously, not knowing what he was worried about and for whom.

"That's true. Cooking is not something you can just talk about, you still have to do it yourself." Xiangling agreed, "But, Qianluo, you are the tournament director after all, so is it against the rules to do it like this?"

Shen Qianluo lowered his eyes and spoke in a serious but unremarkable tone: "When Liyue lost its gods, people should unite even more. The theme of this competition is to contribute to Liyue."

He met the eyes of Guoba who looked up to stop him, and the next second he suddenly looked away and smiled, "I will do my best to help when I go to inspect the other two contestants later. I believe the Emperor will not mind."

Guoba was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, the Emperor will definitely not mind. I'm relieved. So regarding the innovative dishes... does Qianluo have any ideas?"

The two people and the little bear were walking on the road while exchanging ideas. Shen Qianluo seemed to be in a particularly good mood. He shook his head and analyzed: "Well... since it is a commemorative dish, it should also have symbolic meaning."

"When recalling Lord Emperor, what is the first thing that comes to mind, Sister Xiangling? For me, it's still a dragon. Why don't we create an image similar to a dragon as the appearance of the dish?"

Xiangling seemed a little surprised: "Dragon, the image of a dragon? Wouldn't that be a little more difficult?"

Shen Qianluo was not surprised by such a question, and was delighted with expectation: "I have a method to simplify it, and I will draw it for you later. The appearance of the dish is one of the factors, and I think the taste is also a very important aspect."

"Hmm...yes, taste is also a very important factor." Xiangling frowned slightly and followed the boy's thinking and analyzed, "For a dish to commemorate the emperor, why not choose a light, long and delicate taste, which will make people linger in the aftertaste and feel regretful?"

"Excellent, excellent." Shen Qianluo smiled obediently and gently, and nodded exaggeratedly immediately, "And speaking of elegant and lingering... yes, there is a fragrance that is very attractive. Look, Guoba also has it on his body."

The two of them focused their attention on the pitiful little white flower that Shen Qianluo had inserted on Guoba's head out of mischievous interest...

"Flower fragrance? I see!" Xiangling's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands. "On the way to the competition, I also asked Mr. Bai Shu about this question. He said that his favorite dishes should be those that are suitable for the season and suitable for all ages."

"Why not use Qingxin, which can be used as medicine and has a gentle temperament, as an embellishment?"

"Medicinal cuisine is indeed more about balance than home cooking. Although I don't focus on the medicinal ingredients when cooking, this time I am participating in a competition... Considering the combination of taste and efficacy should add points to the dish."

Shen Qianluo seemed to have a sudden realization, and his tone of pretentiousness was somewhat vague: "The fragrance of Qingxin is sharp and elegant... If it is inserted into the head of the dragon, it will definitely be a great addition."

"Stick it...on the head?" The excited Xiangling finally noticed something was wrong.

"Yes, yes. The dish is made into the shape of a dragon. Since the purpose is to move the emperor, it should also be tear-jerking. Why not add Guoba's favorite Jueyun pepper and hide it in the core? It is guaranteed to make those who taste the dish linger and shed tears."

As if he had found the rhythm, Shen Qianluo gradually revealed an excited smile, like a demon with exposed fangs, and drew a dragon-like (?)... twisted line. Guoba in his arms struggled desperately, but was ultimately no match for Shen Qianluo's strength, and hung his head and stopped moving.

Shen Qianluo smiled: "As for the name, I have already thought of it long ago, let's call it - 'Fragrant Emperor Small Flower Dragon Dragon Vegetable'~"

Xiangling: ...?

"Although I am grateful for the inspiration Qianluo provided me, but if you do this, the Emperor..."

"I'm sure he won't mind."

The pretentious Shen Qianluo was eventually dragged out of the kitchen by Guoba.

The boy was stunned for a moment when he suddenly met the little bear's angry and worried gaze.

Guoba: ?? ?!

The little bear stood on tiptoe, trying to point at Shen Qianluo's chest, and then shook his hands repeatedly, showing dissatisfaction.

He saw that the boy, who was originally laughing gently, fell silent for a moment, and the curve at the corner of his mouth, which was extremely inconsistent with his frivolous attitude, gradually became flat.

“…I’ll pay attention.”

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Shen Qianluo was not discouraged after being severely punished by Lord Macosius, the God of the Hearth. Contestant Zhongli vs Director Shen Qianluo, Act 2:

"Catching ghosts for the residents of Liyue?"

"Well, Liyue is in a state of chaos right now, so some wandering ghosts will probably become restless." The young Taoist priest looked serious and met the child's gaze. "Since the topic of the competition is to contribute to Liyue, I think, as a Taoist priest, I shouldn't just sit back and watch the ghosts."

Shen Qianluo was silent for a moment, lowered his head and thought seriously, then said seriously: "Speaking of ghosts, as a special high-level guest of Wangsheng Hall, I also have some experience. Let me teach you a method."