Pandaria, Mid-Levels Farm Market in the Valley of the Four Winds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt's the big gathering at the beginning of the month again, but today's gathering is obviously much more lively than usual.

In the kitchen of different cuisines such as frying, stir-frying, and frying, a big red banner is hung high, and it sounds in the wind: "Po's food secret - parting dinner". The area around the banner is already crowded with round panda people, and as the market opening time approaches, there are more panda people "rolling in", and everyone keeps complaining because of the crowding.

"Did Master Drunken Wind really decide to go on an adventure like Liu Lang?"

"That's true, it's a pity, even if the head of Zhu Talan tried his best to stay, he couldn't persuade the master not to leave."

"That's fine, after all, the master has done so much for us, the kid in my family who is on the Great Wall Corps said that since the master led the Shadow Sect to the 'three battles', the mantis people have been much quieter." Speaking of her son on the Great Wall, a panda aunt was full of pride, "Speaking of which, the most uncomfortable person in my heart should be Master Yan Tiezhang, right?" Master Drunken Wind is his nephew and disciple, and now that he is leaving, Master Yan Tiezhang doesn't know how reluctant he is......"

"Family, friends, food, that's all that matters."

"But chicks always have to leave the hen's arms, don't they?"

"Master Drunken Wind is not a chicken!"

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Drunken Wind Iron Palm looked at the panda people who came one after another, listening to their regretful or reluctant discussions, and his heart was also full of emotion. It's been more than twenty years since I came to Azeroth, and I'm still a true young man for a Pandaren who can only be considered an adult at the age of thirty, but the inherent concept of a person from another world makes me an outlier with a spirit of exploration among the pandamen who are content with the ordinary and happy.

Twenty-eight years ago, Drunken Wind was reborn in the Iron Palm family, which had been proficient in cooking for generations, and lost his parents due to the large-scale invasion of the mantis demon, and was raised by his uncle Yan Tiezhang. In his previous life, he was a foodie, but now he has become a panda man, and he has combined his own culinary foundation with Pandaria's fresh and delicious ingredients, and at the age of eighteen, he has become a famous culinary genius in the middle of the mountain and even in the entire Four Winds Valley.

Just when everyone thought that another panda man food master was born, Zuifeng persuaded his uncle, packed his bags, and resolutely set foot on the road to Sunny Peak, and after some hardships, he became a warrior monk who was proficient in the wine fairy and the road of wind.

In the following ten years, Zuifeng joined the Shadow Trace Sect, and fought in the east and west throughout the Pandaria continent, uniting the Monkeys, Land Spirits, and Jinyu People, and launching three campaigns against the Bison People, Mantis Demons, and the Demon Ancient Clan, which greatly relieved the pressure on the Panda People's borders, and greatly reduced the living space of the Bison People, Mantis Demons, and Demon Ancient Clan.

Just a year ago, the successful drunken wind passed the trial of the four gods, and after a long conversation with the four gods, he resigned from all his positions in the Shadow Trace faction, returned to the middle of the mountain, and opened a cooking show that swept the whole of Pandaria under his nickname - "Po's Food Secret".

Drunken Wind blends his own experiences and stories into his own cooking skills, and tells the joys, sorrows and sorrows of life with the ups and downs on the tip of his tongue, and since the beginning of each month, the chefs and food-loving panda people of the entire Four Winds Valley gather in the Mid-Levels - but since the vast majority of the panda people are foodies, the Mid-Levels Market has a tendency to be crowded.

It was noon, and Zuifeng stepped onto the podium and began his last cooking show.

"Everyone, welcome to Mid-Levels, I'm Drunken Wind Iron Palm, you can call me Bao. This is the twelfth and final issue of Po's Food, so the theme is a parting dinner. ”

"Parting is actually something we will always experience, there is no feast in the world that will not be separated, there are always some things that make us have to be separated temporarily. I still remember ten years ago when I left the mid-mountain to rush to the Sunny Peak, my uncle prepared a lot of shrimp dumplings for me according to the words of going out to go home and go home, I still remember the fresh fragrance of the praying mantis shrimp in the shrimp dumplings, and even when it came to Kunlai Mountain, the heavy snow covered the mountain, I and the land spirits were trapped in a narrow cave, and the low roar of the snow monster came from time to time in the depths of the cave, and I sat around the yak with the land spirits, eating the shrimp dumplings that had been dried, so that we felt the taste of home. ”

"Since then, I have become best friends with the land spirits, and I told them how to make shrimp dumplings. During the Yak Campaign, my Earth Elf friends overcame their deepest fears and drove the Yaks to the front line in the snow. I don't think after that winter, no Shadow Sect warrior will be able to forget the taste of shrimp dumplings dipped in Mogu vinegar. ”

"Below, let's feel this heavy friendship together, as well as the fragrant shrimp dumplings......"

The cooking show ended quickly, and when the panda people were still immersed in the food, Zuifeng had already changed out of his chef's robe and quietly left the middle of the mountain.

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A month later, on Kunlai Mountain, the White Tiger Temple.

Drunken Wind respectfully clasped his fists and saluted the four heavenly gods, "Respected four heavenly gods, I have decided to set off today and go all the way north. I can feel that the fog left by Emperor Shaohao is gradually dissipating, and this time, I will bring new opportunities to the panda people. ”

"Go, my child, I know that as your strength continues to grow, the presence below the Splendid Valley makes you more and more uneasy. You are different from other panda people, and your world is much bigger. Qinglong Yulong blessed softly, "May wisdom guide you." ”

"May hope be with you." Suzaku Chijing also sent blessings.

"May the power protect you!" The white tiger Xue Fu's voice was loud.

"May tenacity watch over you." Xuanniu Soap, who has always been silent, also sent his blessings.

After sending their blessings, the four gods seemed to have spent a lot of strength and looked very tired, and after telling Zuifeng to go to Zhou Zhuo to get some ancient information, they dispersed.

Walking out of the door, Zuifeng found that there were already people waiting for him - Zhu Talan, Zhou Zhuo and ...... Tao Ya! Just when the drunken wind wanted to slip away, Tao Ya had already rushed up with an arrow and grabbed the drunken wind.

"Say! Clear! Clear! Drunken Wind: Iron Palm! Why do you keep avoiding me?! Behind Tao Ya, Zhou Zhuo was interested, while Zhu Talan was embarrassed.

"Don't make a fuss, Tao Ya." Drunken Wind grimaced, "I didn't hide from you, you know I've had to leave Pandalia now, and I've been packing up lately. ”

"Okay, drunken wind, don't hide from me in the future. After going through so much, I have come to understand that we are not suitable, that what was once was just idol worship, and that I will not pester you again in the future. Tao Ya let go of the drunken wind, "You can rest assured!" ”

Drunken Wind secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although the panda girls are also very cute, but there is still a big gap from their own aesthetic requirements.

Walking in front of Zhou Zhuo, Zuifeng stretched out his hand: "Give me the scroll." ”

didn't see a good show, Zhou Zhuo, who was a little lost, took out a few scrolls and began to babble about all kinds of precautions for drunken wind. Drunken Feng waved his hand impatiently to interrupt Zhou Zhuo's endlessness, suddenly thought of something, leaned into Zhou Zhuo's ear, and said: "May the green dragon guide you to catch fish for a whole day when you have ten mana!" After that, he ignored Zhou Zhuo, who was confused, gave a salute to Zhu Talan behind, and turned around and went down the mountain.

In the days following Pandaria's departure, the weather was always sunny and windy, with the drunken wind sitting on its own giant turtle breaking the wind and following the current all the way north. A light blue transparent cloud flying dragon seemed to dislike the sea a little, curled up on the back of the big sea turtle Breaking Wind, looking listless.

"Spirit, can~" Drunken Wind shook the roasted red-bellied mandarin fish in his hand, "Seasickness is understandable, you are a dignified Titan creation, how can you stun a turtle!" We've been floating for so long, and we're going to be there soon, you see~ there are seabirds! I don't know if it's the Eastern Kingdom or Kalimdor......"

"Oh shit, hold on, cans, it's the maelstrom!!"