After listening to Grandma Ping's words, Xiangling's eyes were full of expectation.

It is not only the expectation of the true identity of the Stove God, but also the expectation of the upcoming [King Chef Competition].

Ke Qing was also very happy that the [King Chef Competition] could help everyone solve the puzzle of the God of the Stove, and said to everyone: "This King Chef Competition will adopt the mode of indoor pre-selection and outdoor finals, so everyone can come to watch it on the spot, and the atmosphere must be no problem!" ”

Paimon's eyes gleamed with anticipation, "Then when the finals are over, we'll be able to see the true face of the Stove God, right?" ”

"It's possible!" In response to Paimon's question, Keqing nodded and responded.

Paimon danced happily, and then touched his little belly aggrievedly: "When I heard about the cooking competition, I was hungry... Oh, I'm looking forward to it, how nice it would be if I woke up to the finals! ”

Xiangling is also excited, for her, she can use cooking skills to achieve the result of seeing the true body of the Stove God, which is also a very beautiful thing: "I have signed up for the King of Chefs Competition, I hope to help everyone see the true body of the Stove God!" ”

Keqing nodded, agreeing with Xiangling's words very much: "Well, a chef like you will definitely be able to reach the finals!" ”

Everyone chatted for a long time in Yujingtai before they reluctantly dispersed.

Holding the pot, Wang Daoyi returned to Wanmin Hall with Xiangling, Ying, and Paimon.

"Ah~ I'm looking forward to it, what will the god of the stove look like?" Paimon flew in front of everyone with great energy.

"Maybe it's a very kind old man, after all, the god of the stove must be a god who people are very close to!" Ying guessed, and then looked at Wang Daoyi thoughtfully.

Feeling Ying's gaze, Wang Daoyi held the pot in his arms that had fallen asleep because of a day of playing: "Look at what I'm doing, Stove God, of course it will be a god who is close to people!" You say yes, Xiangling. ”

Faced with the question thrown by Wang Daoyi, Xiangling thought for a while, and then said: "He must be a very good chef!" ”

Well, for Xiangling, the god of the stove must be the chef, otherwise how can he be called the god of the stove.

In the midst of everyone's talk and laughter, the busy day ended.

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Time passed, and three days passed.

During this period, Xiangling easily passed the qualifiers, and with her strength, it can be said that it was easy.

After the qualifiers, Ying takes Paimon back to Wanmin Hall to find Xiangling.

It just so happened that Xiangling made a new dish and wanted Ying to help her try it.

"Ah this~" Ying looked embarrassed, "It's really unfortunate, before coming, Paimon and I accompanied Daoyi and Zhongli to eat outside." ”

Ying went to find Zhongli because she was curious about the identity of the Stove God, but she didn't expect Wang Daoyi to be there, she was fooled by two riddlers to ask for a meal outside, and in the end she didn't hear any news, and spent a lot of money on the meal in vain.

Paimon also nodded, "Yes, yes, and we often eat the dishes you cook, so we may not be very objective." To be on the safe side, it's better to find a few more people to try the dishes. ”

Xiangling's eyes lit up: "Makes sense!" I think that since I want to find a few more people to try the food, well, Brother Dao Yi will definitely not be able to do it, he eats more than you, then, among the others, the first thing that comes to mind is Sister Beidou! ”

Paimon rubbed his little hands together, "Beidou does give people a sense of reliability, so let's go find her quickly!" ”

Nodding, Xiangling picked up a food box from the side and put the dishes in: "She should be on the dock at this time, wait for me to pack the dishes, let's go to the dock to have a look." ”

After a while, Xiangling and Ying rushed to the dock together, and happened to meet Beidou and Xin Yan together.

After some pleasantries, Beidou and Xin Yan tasted Xiangling's new dish.

"These three dishes, hibiscus chicken slices, come and go, crystal shrimp, taste good, but for me, it's too refreshing." Beidou gave an evaluation.

Paimon was stunned: "These three dishes, can they be described as refreshing?" ”

Beidou smiled heartily: "Because I sail on weekdays, if I go far, I have to save my rations." So, as soon as I got back to land, I wanted to eat something that tasted heavy and was heavy in oil! ”

Paimon nodded, she understood, and then said, "The tastes of Beidou and Miss Ningguang are completely opposite!" ”

Xin Yan answered with a smile: "That's right, Sister Beidou's taste is more similar to me and Xiangling's." ”

"Ningguang. Don't mention the woman, alas! Beidou pursed his lips, "My taste is too different from her, and I can't eat it in the same bowl." ”

"Huh? But the last time I watched you chat, wasn't it very happy, and I felt like you had a good relationship? Paimon Jr. was puzzled again.

A hearty smile reappeared on his face, and Beidou waved his hand: "Evenly matched is also a kind of friendship, although I really have nothing to say about her boiling cabbage."

"Haha, I know, I know! The boiling water cabbage is upstream, but it looks exquisite, but when you put it in your mouth, it doesn't have that bursting feeling! Xin Yan also expressed his dislike for boiling cabbage.

Xiangling nodded thoughtfully, her own taste was similar to these two, and they both liked hot, spicy, fresh, and fragrant dishes.

"So, Xin Yan, do you also think these dishes are light?"

Although she already had the answer in her heart, Xiangling still asked.

"Hmm... Compared with light, I think these dishes seem to lack a bit of rhythm. Xin Yan thought for a while and described the dishes in her own words.

Beidou's eyes lit up, and she understood what Xin Yan meant: "That's right, these dishes are beautiful, but if you want to take them to the competition, you may still be a little less imposing." ”

Paimon's eyes widened, "Rhythm? Momentum? Do you need these for cooking? ”

Faced with Paimon's doubts, Xin Yan smiled embarrassedly: "Rhythm, Xiangling must understand." But I'm only good at music, and cooking is far inferior to Xiangling, so my suggestion, just listen to it. ”

"No, no, you two are right, rhythm. Momentum! Yes, that's right. Xiangling shook her head and looked at Beidou and Xin Yan with some gratitude, "When I was cooking, I was also thinking, although it was a brand new match, it seemed that there was something missing that was the final word, and there was less of that feeling of being on the doorstep!" ”

Paimon looked at Xiangling in shock, "She seems to be inspired, but do cooking and music really have anything in common?" ”

Ying smiled and said, "It's like what Paimon and I have in common!" ”

Paimon was even more confused: "Ah——! I don't understand what you mean, I always feel like you're bullying me! ”

Paimon's wail didn't affect Xiangling's thoughts, and the girl waved her hand energetically, "Okay, I have a direction for improvement." ”

Xiangling's appearance infected Paimon, and she came out of the sadness of feeling bullied, "Oh, it seems to be going well." ”

Beidou and Xin Yan also encouraged Xiangling, and then left together, they were going to the boat, and Beidou invited Xin Yan to perform for everyone on the boat.

After the captain and the singer left,

Paimon reverted to his previous appearance as a little military advisor: "Xiangling, just now Beidou and Xin Yan's tastes are relatively heavy, do you want to find someone with a lighter taste to try it?" ”

"That's right, Sister Beidou likes to stir-fry in heavy oil, and Xin Yan likes to eat spicy, well, you should really ask again." Xiangling nodded, and then asked, "People with light tastes, do you have any recommended candidates?" ”

"I think of another person." Ying suddenly spoke.

Paimon hurriedly asked, "Who, who." ”

"You know, almond tofu"

"yes, it's that guy, are we going to Wangshu Inn again? Daoyi is not here, we have been in the past for a long time! ”

Xiangling was a little puzzled: "What, what, who?" ”

"Someone you almost saw last time. You don't need to go to Wangshu Inn, you can try it here. Ying explained.

Hearing Ying's words, Paimon suddenly realized.

"Ahh I remembered that he seemed to have said that he would come if he called his name. ”

"But can you really hear the name? Otherwise, let's find a secluded place and try it. ”

Soon, Paimon volunteered, "Okay, I'll come first, Xiao--"

The voice was heard, and the scene fell silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

After the silence, the happy wind man did not appear.

Paimon was a little ashamed, a little embarrassed, "No response, then I'll try again." ”

"Xiao—"

Still no answer.

Xiao: Don't shout, don't shout, it's in e.

Paimon said helplessly, "No, won't he come?" ”

"So, there is a very powerful man who promised you to come as soon as you call him?"

Xiangling was a little confused, and was even more confused when she saw Paimon's behavior.

Paimon touched his little head, thought about it, and then remembered one thing,

"Well, it's not us, it's with one of us."

"Follow me." At this time, Yingmei patted her chest and signaled that only she could do it.

Xiangling said: "That's it, then you can just try it." Paimon is really, and he loves to join in the fun. ”

Paimon: "."

Ying: "."

"Xiao, are you there?"

At this time, as soon as Ying's words fell, Su Su's voice sounded behind him.

"What's the matter?"

Everyone followed the prestige, and a dark green figure suddenly appeared on the ship's armor.

"Wow, it's really coming!"

"It appeared in the blink of an eye, worthy of being an immortal."

The pot on the side widened his eyes even more, and he was a little shocked when he saw the person coming.

Because, the Dharma Protector Yaksha is also a familiar person to Him.

In that era of the changing demon god, the Dharma Protector Yasha had fought side by side with Guoba, although the current Guoba didn't remember who Xiao was or what his identity was, but he knew that Xiao was also his former friend.

However, Xiao didn't look at the pot, but looked at Yingmei and said calmly:

"You called my name. Is that right? ”

"I didn't expect you to come." Ying was also stunned for a while, and she didn't know what to say.

The corners of Xiao's mouth curled slightly, with a faint smile: "I will do what I promised you." ”

A green wind blew, and Xiao disappeared from the deck, and then appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Xiao's coming, Guoba greeted him warmly, obviously happy to meet this old friend.

Guoba: Hurry up, hurry up! Look at me, it's me.

Xiangling said happily: "It's actually an immortal." Your name is Xiao, isn't it? Hello, I asked Ying to call you over. My name is Xiangling and I am a chef. I was a finalist in this year's King Chef Competition, and I made some dishes before the competition and wanted to invite diners of all tastes to try them. ”

"Eater, I'm counted too?"

Xiangling nodded: "Hmm!" Travelers say you're on the light side of the spectrum, and you're the one I need to find, if you can. I'd like you to try my dishes and give me some advice. ”

Xiao didn't answer, and turned to look at the Ying Mei present,

Ying hurriedly opened her mouth and asked, "Please help Xiangling, Xiao's opinion is very important." ”

Xiao exhaled slowly, "Since it's your request, okay." ”

Then, Xiao took the food and tasted it quietly.

When Xiao finished eating, Paimon hurriedly asked:

"How. What do you think? Can you eat it? Don't push yourself! ”

Xiao's furrowed eyebrows soothed slightly, and he complimented: "It tastes good." ”

At this moment, the pot is still jumping and greeting Xiao: Old friend, look at me!

Xiao's words flattered Xiangling, for her, although the master is an immortal, but the existence of the demon sage is only in the story of myths and legends.

Even she could only hear the story of the Great Sage of Demon Slaying from the mouths of storytellers.

And now that Liyue has entered the era of 'human' rule, there are no immortals in sight.

Unexpectedly, now this great sage actually praised her personally, and for a while Xiangling was at a loss for joy.

"Oh, really?"

"Oh my God, the immortals praised me for the delicious food I made, and my dad would cry when he knew!"

Xiao said calmly: "You are good at this, it reminds me of a chef. That person can make good dishes that enrich the soul, and so are you, and you are all masters. ”

Xiao is talking about words and laughter, and the words and smiles of Wangshu Inn.

Tell a joke, Yanxiao not only fed the people of an inn, but also a bunch of masters.

In addition to Xiao, there is also a Jiang Xue who fishes alone in the cold river.

Xiao continued: "If I have to say, the flavor of the two or more side dishes is a bit heavier for me, and if it is slightly modified, it can be the finishing touch. ”

"It's just a personal opinion, don't worry about it. Reference or not? It's all up to you. ”

Xiao said that the clouds were light and light, but this was extremely important to Xiangling, and she nodded again and again: "Mmmmmmmm I made a note of it. Thank you Immortals, it's nice to meet you. ”

Seeing that the matter was over, Xiao glanced at Yingmei and said lightly: "Then I'll go back first, see you later." ”

He didn't say a word, and instantly turned into a gust of wind and left the place.

Only the pot was left in place, leaving the shock in vain.

Guoba: This is leaving? Don't you look at me?

Guoba stood in place, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

Although Guoba has lost a lot of memories, he can still recognize Xiao by feeling.

Therefore, Guoba is very aggrieved.

As an old friend for so many years, you don't even want to look at me.

The big bird before, too, and now the short guy didn't recognize him

"噜~~咧~(⊙〈⊙)"

The other side

In Yunhan Club, two people who had a meal were listening to the play.

At the end of the opera, Wang Daoyi looked at Zhong Li: "Zhong Li Keqing, why don't you tell Ying the identity of the Stove God?" ”

When the two of them were eating just now, Ying had been inquiring about the Stove God, but they were all prevented by the two of them.

"I hope that the traveler will remember the story of Liyue, and naturally I hope that she will experience the story of her and the god of the stove for herself."

Zhongli drank tea and said lightly.

Wang Daoyi nodded thoughtfully.

(End of chapter)