With that, she pushed Zhongli into the house.

"Put Mora in your wallet, let's go shopping and buy New Year's gifts."

"Where's Xiaobai?" Zhongli looked back and asked.

"I'm going to Qingquan Town to buy Lin pork, and I'm waiting for your dinner at night......"

After a while, two people, one big and one small, went out.

Hu Tao held a long list in his hand, chattering as he walked.

"A set of new clothes for each person, a box of Fontaine's specialty bubble oranges, a box of fresh milk, a box of crabs, ten catties of rice......"

"I've already ordered the clothes, the tailor shop has made them, just go and get them, and I'll have to buy the others one by one......"

Usually, Hu Tao usually directs Zhong Li to do these chores, but today he is idle, so he will go with Zhong Li.

She has storage space anyway, so she doesn't have to worry about not being able to take it.

When I came to the tailor's shop and put away the ready-to-order garment, I suddenly thought of something.

"Keqing, do you want new clothes?"

"New clothes?" Zhongli shook his head.

"I have a lot of clothes in my closet, and if I can't wear them, I waste them."

Hearing Zhongli's words, Hu Tao was a little embarrassed.

"If only you could buy antiques as sensibly as you would buy clothes......"

She also dismissed the idea of buying Zhongli new clothes.

For dressing, Zhongli is very particular, and he can't get off the custom set of clothes for an hour or two.

The two of them bought at a meal on the lively street, Zhongli picked all the best ones, and bought a large amount, and Mora sprinkled them out like water.

Fortunately, there is a walnut bargain, otherwise if Zhongli buys it at the original price, he will always feel that he will lose a lot.

One morning, Hu Tao and Zhongli returned to the Hall of the Dead with a space full of things and handed over the New Year's gifts.

After sending out the gifts, it's basically time for the Lantern Festival.

Except for the ceremonies who lived in the Hall of the Dead and were on duty, everyone had a ten-day vacation.

"See you next year, hall master!"

Each of them left the Afterlife Hall with a smile on their faces and a few boxes full of New Year's gifts, and some of them couldn't be finished in one trip, and they had to take two trips.

Seeing that the Hall of the Dead gradually became deserted, Hu Tao sat down and drank a cup of hot tea, and said with some emotion:

"It's always a bit emotional at this time of year. The last day of the year is the end and the beginning. ……”

Time, story... Everything that flows quietly in the earthly world will be connected at the last moment of this day.

Stormy waves or trickling streams are always surging......

"Time is moving forward, life is always getting better and better......"

"I'm back!"

Jiang Bai's voice interrupted Hu Tao's brief sigh.

He carried a large basket of fresh bamboo shoots in his left hand and a fan of forest pork in his right hand.

In the bamboo basket, there are also picked peppers, mint, and mushrooms......

"Wow! Got so much! ”

"The last meal of the year, of course, has to eat more! Extra ingredients, we grill! ”

Hu Taoliang's sparkling gaze looked at Zhongli.

Zhongli was very satisfied with the fresh ingredients.

"After lunch, we work on the ingredients together."

Washing, dicing, pickling, and skewering, Jiang Bai and Hu Tao were very busy.

Zhongli rolled up his sleeves and tied his apron, put the cut ingredients into the pot, and slowly simmered over a simmer.

Before you know it, night is coming.

The moon was exceptionally bright tonight, and even if there were no lights, the visibility in the courtyard was exceptionally good.

In the wide open space, Jiang Bai set up a barbecue grill, and wisps of green smoke wafted from the lit charcoal.

Without rushing to put the ingredients and start baking, Jiang Bai condensed the stone table, served the two big dishes prepared by Zhongli, and then put on the thousand-year-old cellar wine dug from the wind.

"This wine ......"

Zhongli keenly sensed the unusualness of this wine, the smell of the rich wind, and at a glance he knew that it was from an old friend.

"This is a good dandelion wine that has been buried in the wind for thousands of years, I dug it last night, and specially prepared it for Master."

Thinking of the appearance of a certain drunkard who was angry because he had lost good wine, Zhongli hooked the corners of his lips.

When the plastic seal of the altar mouth was opened, the crisp aroma of wine immediately came out, and the fragrance wafted along the wind.

"Good wine indeed."

Wendy, who was on the street outside, smelled this smell and immediately couldn't walk, and floated directly in the direction from which the smell of wine came.

"What a fragrant wine...... "He leaned on the high wall, looking longingly at the wine jar in the courtyard, deliberately making a sound to attract the attention of the people inside.

Seeing him, the corners of Zhongli's lips raised, as if he hadn't seen it.

Venti looked longingly at Hu Tao, who could feel the look in his eyes even from a distance.

"Master Hu! Can I come in? ”

"It's Wendy, let's come along!" Hu Tao warmly invited him in, and pushed Zhongli with his elbow as he spoke.

"Keqing, you are really, I remember that you are friends. Why don't you entertain friends when they come? ”

"It's just a ...... to drink," Jiang Bai muttered.

I was in Mondstadt last night, and I'm here in Liyue today.

It was not enough to promise him 20 jars of good wine, but he also came to drink the wine, saying that he was a drunkard, but he really didn't bury him at all.

"Long time no see, Mr. Poet."

Zhongli came under the wall to greet his uninvited friend.

Wendy's hands are on her chest, her eyes are squinted:

"It won't be long, Mr. Zhongli."

"The last time we met was the last time, and I deliberately chose to come today, I don't know if I brought a gift."

Wendy tosses him an apple.

"Now, the gift."

As he spoke, without waiting for his reaction, he quickly ran to the table and under the table.

"Oh, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's a blessing today!"

"Yes, this is a big dish made by our Keqing himself, stewed for several hours, and ordinary people can't eat it."

Zhongli straightened his robe and sat down, sitting upright and elegant, with a guy who had no image.

The hot soup went down her throat, and Wendy gave a thumbs up.

"That's good! But it's even better to have a glass of wine! ”

Zhongli ignored him and poured himself a glass before pouring it into the cup that Wendy had brought over.

"I want it too."

Jiang Bai brought himself and Hu Tao's cup together, and he hadn't tasted Wendy's baby wine yet.

"The hall master can't drink it." Zhongli didn't pour it for him.

"Take a sip, this is a wine that the wind god will never forget, I don't know if I can drink it next time, it's a pity not to taste it."

Hearing Jiang Bai say this, Hu Tao's head was like pounding garlic.

With such a rarity, you have to taste what it tastes like.

"You can only taste one bite."

Zhongli poured a small sip into Hu Tao's cup, but Jiang Bai's cup was not stingy.

Hu Tao held the wine glass and tasted it curiously.

The crisp entrance of the wine is like the wind blowing in the distance, like a spring dandelion blooming, swirling, and floating between the lips and teeth.

"It's delicious, and I want it!"

(End of chapter)