"Xiang Ling, is this osmanthus cake steamed twice?"
After filling the pot with water and covering it with a lid, Master Mao took a piece of unsold sweet-scented osmanthus cake when he was free, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it with a frown.
"Ahem... As expected of dad, he even tasted this."
Xiang Ling's chopping movements stopped and she nodded awkwardly.
Seeing his daughter's busy look, Master Mao sighed and explained: "The pastry has absorbed too much water vapor and has become damp."
Master Mao sat back on the small bench next to the stove, broke a few thin sticks of firewood, glanced at Xiang Ling who was unconscious, and asked in a serious tone: "Girl, do you know that Hall Master Hu from the Hall of Rebirth?"
"Wutao? Well, I know... he's an eccentric guy!"
"Dad, why do you ask this?"
Xiangling put the chopped Jueyun pepper into the pot.
Master Mao put a handful of firewood into the stove again and patted the ashes on his hands: "Don't you think, that little girl has been coming to our store a lot lately?"
"Huh? Is there any?"
Xiang Ling thought carefully.
According to the general frequency, Hutao has indeed been quite frequent recently, but there are also regular customers who eat at Wanmintang every day. Besides, in addition to scaring himself, Hutao will also buy some snacks from Wanmintang.
"Hu Tao does come here a lot recently...but what does it matter? Why not make money if you have money?"
"That's not what I meant. It's just that you didn't notice. I always felt that the little girl was sneaky..."
"Besides, she is a member of the Rebirth Hall after all. I always feel that Wanmin Hall has been exposed to something dirty recently. In addition, the Hailantern Festival is coming soon, so it is unlucky..."
Master Mao waved his hand hurriedly, he would not have trouble with money.
"Eh? No, no...it can't be right? It's just that the dishes of our Wanmintang just suit the owner's appetite, right? Dad, don't scare yourself!"
As soon as she heard the unclean things, Xiangling quickly raised her hand to stop Master Mao from continuing.
During the time when she was entangled by Hu Tao, she saw the subdued kid with her own eyes, especially after knowing that Xiang Ling was timid, Hu Tao often used these things to scare her.
"That's right... I must be overthinking it. Xiang Ling, please put down the knife first..."
Only then did Xiang Ling notice the kitchen knife she was holding in front of her chest because of nervousness.
Putting down the kitchen knife stiffly, Xiangling touched the back of her head in embarrassment, and complained to Master Mao pretending to be calm: "Oh, daddy, why are you so timid? It makes me a little nervous, hahahaha..."
"Ah, by the way, Dad, leave some for me when you make coconut milk tomorrow morning!"
Xiangling crossed her hands and put them on her hips, stretching her exquisite figure.
"I'm going out to find new ingredients first. Dad, you're busy. I'll be back in the evening!"
The little cook smiled coquettishly at Master Mao, picked up the bamboo basket next to the firewood, and skipped out.
Xiang Ling firmly believes that you can't cook "crackling" food by being stuck in the kitchen. Only by traveling around can you catch the faintest hint of inspiration.
"Oh, this girl..."
Looking at Xiang Ling's retreating figure, Master Mao sighed deeply, and an expression of relief appeared on his face.
His daughter is beautiful and filial, and her cooking skills are better than those of others.
Master Mao has noticed the fatigue caused by aging. As the future chef of Wanmintang, Xiangling's cooking skills are impressive, but his temperament is not calm enough.
"It's time for a girl to get married... It's time to set a marriage for Xiang Ling."
Master Mao stood up, stirred the stew in the pot with an iron spoon, and searched in his mind for a Liyue man worthy of Xiangling.
And in the sky above Liyue Port, among the jade pavilions with carved railings and painted buildings and jade spiral staircases, Famas put a lot of documents in his arms on the bright table and stared at the confused person with a smile. Sweet rain.
"Lord Ningguang, who is this?"
Under the surface of the peaceful singing and dancing in Liyue Port, there are countless precision-fitting gears running interlockingly.
But the person who really controls the operation of this huge city and handles almost all trivial matters is not Liyue Qixing.
The person who finally shouldered these tasks was Liyue Night Watchman Gan Yu, who was the General Secretary of the Seven Stars and had half-immortal blood.
"Qixing's business partner."
Ningguang stood up and sorted out the documents that Gan Yu had sorted into categories, with a hint of disappointment in his crimson eyes.
She already knew that she would not be able to use Famas to her advantage in a short period of time, but based on the red-clothed boy's attitude toward the Fools and the reminders on the chessboard, he would not be Liyue's enemy.
"Now that sir has spoken...Gan Yu, please take Mr. Farmas to get some bottles of coconut milk."
Ningguang hadn't given up on wooing Famas yet, so she crossed her legs and twirled the jade Ruyi in her hand.
The floating position of Qun Yu Pavilion is higher than all the mountains, making it easy to observe the whole picture of Liyue Port, and what is happening in the port can be quickly known.
From the age when he learned how to do business, Ningguang began to save funds for the construction of Qunyu Pavilion. After becoming Tianquan Star, he hired top craftsmen to continuously expand it, and now he has the majestic castle in the sky.
It was only the size of a room at first, but now it can cover the sky and the moon. Ning Guang believes that one day, the shadow of Qun Jade Pavilion will cover the Seven Kingdoms.
This is Ningguang's ambition. All people are pawns. In her opinion, Famas is only temporarily out of her control.
But the traveler from Mond might be a good breakthrough.
"Okay, please follow me."
Gan Yu raised his brows slightly, raised his hand to lift the swaying hair in front of his eyes, and looked directly at Famas with his deer-like eyes, without any tenderness, only the seriousness of performing a task.
Sure enough, Yeyang at work and Wang Xiaomei at rest are completely different.
But judging from the intensity of her work and her position as Seven Star Secretary, she doesn't seem to have much time to rest.
Famas followed Gan Yu and left Ningguang's study unobstructed and came to the floating stone in Qunyu Pavilion.
At your feet is the Liyue Port of Reiji Kushibi.
"Please, Mr. Famas, follow me to Liuliting. Today's goods ration has been sent to the General Affairs Department. Only Liuliting will have surplus drinks."
Gan Yu moved lightly and stepped on the floating stone leaving Qunyu Pavilion. His tone was elegant and polite.
"Wang Xiao...Miss Gan Yu, do you usually leave Qunyu Pavilion like this?"
Famas stared at Gan Yu, whose face was full of otherworldly aura, with a flamboyant smile on his face.
"yes."
Gan Yu responded calmly. Gan Yu's identity as a mixed-race immortal and mortal has always troubled Gan Yu. She could not find a place to belong in the crowd, and the unicorn horn on her head that could not be hidden always reminded her of her alien identity.
However, due to the contract signed with the emperor, Gan Yu shuttled through this port where people came and went for thousands of years, fulfilling his duties and never really stopping in the mortal world.
"Tsk, that's too boring."
"Come, let me take you bungee jumping!"
Taking a few steps forward, Famas put his arm around Gan Yu's waist.
"Ah, ah?!"
Gan Yu, who had always followed the rules, stared blankly at the young man in red who suddenly approached him, his heartbeat thumping in his chest due to fright.
After finding the right direction, Famas pulled her and jumped down from the Qunyu Pavilion, and fell freely into the port.
"Lord Famas!"
At the moment of falling, a feeling of weightlessness came. Gan Yu subconsciously tightened his arms and grabbed Famas's wrist tightly.
Although I had the experience of jumping from high places when I was training as a child, at that time I was carrying the Wings of Wind, and Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun was also with me.
Even if he had the Eye of God, if he fell from such a high place, he would probably be shattered into pieces, right?
But the boy beside him didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. The tiles of Liyue's building expanded rapidly in his eyes. The moment they approached the roof, a force from nowhere supported the two of them. By the time Gan Yu reacted, Famas had already He helped her stand at the door of Liuli Pavilion.
The cerebral congestion and lack of oxygen caused by the sudden stop made Gan Yu feel dizzy and unable to exert himself.
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