In the end, Lin Ye and the others were politely invited out of the house by the trembling "uncle".

On the street where Tiger Rock was eaten, Lin Ye recalled that the brother who was a little different from his actual age, and when he invited them out, he looked up to the sky and sighed with an expression on his face that was about to cry.

"Am I causing you trouble?" Shenhe said guiltily.

"Nothing." Lin Ye immediately turned his head to look at Shenhe and explained, "It's normal that it's not sold, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be invited out at this time, but kicked out." ”

"You're right, Hall Master Hu?" Lin Ye said, looking at Hu Tao with a smile.

Hu Tao pretended not to hear and looked down at Jio Tip.

After a while, Hu Tao felt that the awkward atmosphere in the air had dissipated a lot, and then he raised his head and said casually.

"Let's go! Let's go to the next one! Next is to go to ......"

"I have an objection!" Lin Ye's right hand slapped Hu Tao's slender shoulder, stopping her from moving.

Hu Tao turned his head to look at Lin Ye, with an expression on his small face, "If you dare to resign from me, the master of the hall will send you a burp and cremation on the spot".

Seeing this, Lin Ye said helplessly.

"What are you thinking? I have a new idea here, maybe people will come to us every day to buy coffins without us coming to the door, do you want to listen?"

"Is there such a good thing?" Hu Tao was surprised.

Then, she thought that the young man in front of her was the person who could think of the super cool idea of suona carrying the coffin, and now his little head must have thought of a more brilliant idea.

"Then Lin Ye, don't sell it, hurry up and talk to the master of the hall!"

Lin Ye looked up at the weather, wanted to take Shenhe and Hu Tao to find a shady place, and then thought about it, after working all morning, he was currently eating Huyan again, so let's go to Wanmin Hall to rub it.

After all, a lot of business starts at dinner.

Wanmintang, the point of lunch, is an endless stream of guests, fortunately, Wanmintang, as a time-honored brand with a hot business, is larger than in the game, and there are many private rooms.

"Yo, Xiangling, are you in charge of the kitchen today?" Hu Tao looked at the acquaintance who was busy in the store, and asked with a smile.

Xiangling.

A son of luck in the Liyue region.

Studied under the true monarch of Gechenlang City, who was hidden in the city, and learned spearmanship.

Her friends are either the masters of the Hall of Death who have been inherited for a long time, or the new star of the evil exorcism priest with the body of pure yang, as well as the rich young master from the Great Chamber of Commerce, and she herself also has super cooking skills and cooking talents.

However, this is not over, Xiangling's little friend, the mascot of Wanmintang, Guoba, is a demon god, whose name is the demon god of the stove Marcosius!

Xiangling's lucky identity is placed in the protagonist of Li.

Lin Ye hadn't seen Xiangling in the days when he first returned to Liyue Harbor from the Ozo Mountains, but now that he had lived in Liyue Harbor for some time, Lin Ye had gone to Wanmin Hall by himself, and had met Xiangling, but instead of saying hello, he was an ordinary diner.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and Gechenlang City Zhenjun were both masters and had apprentices.

Liuyun borrows the aesthetics of the true monarch of the wind, like Shenhe and Ganyu, not a lot of dew, but there is a kind of sirrish.

And Gechenlang City's true monarch A Ping, her apprentices have Xiangling and Yaoyao, especially Xiangling, who is obviously dressed to expose a large area of skin, only showing vitality, and she can't get up.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being an immortal, playing with people's hearts in aesthetics.

Xiangling was holding the plate and handing the dishes to the guests, when she heard Hu Tao's greeting, she looked up at her, her little face showed a warm smile, and Hu Tao smiled at each other.

"Ah, it's a walnut!"

Hu Tao couldn't laugh anymore.

This is a deception.

Walnut is extraordinarily cautious.

Lin Ye's eyes kept looking for Guoba, and saw Guoba holding a plate and acting as a waiter.

"Hu Tao, I'm not in charge of cooking today, and a hired sister in the store is sick and on leave, so I'll help." Xiangling leaned in front of Hu Tao and explained.

"But do you want to try the new dishes I made in the kitchen?"

Hu Tao took a step back, his face turned a little pale, "It can't be a pure-hearted fried slime or something, right?"

Pure heart?

Shenhe looked at Xiangling.

Xiangling also noticed Lin Ye and Shenhe at this time, it seemed that they were walking with Hu Tao, she felt that Lin Ye was a little familiar, and guessed that the other party had been here a few times.

Xiangling said curiously.

"Hu Tao, are these two your friends?"

"Well, let me introduce, this is Lin Ye that I mentioned to you before, and this is Shenhe, a disciple of the Immortal Family."

"Hello, my name is Xiangling, I am the daughter of the boss here, and I can also cook, do you want to try it?" Xiangling smiled brightly.

"No need." Lin Ye was as alert as Hu Tao and politely refused.

Xiangling was a little disappointed, and looked at Shenhe with a blank eye.

Shenhe: ......

Shenhe, who is accustomed to eating delicacies in the world, rarely eats Qingxin anymore, but it's not impossible.

Shenhe is still quite curious about the pure-hearted fried slime, it turns out that the pure-hearted can also be processed as an ingredient.

Lin Ye noticed Shenhe's eagerness to try, and was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to refuse for Shenhe, after all, he had no right to make a choice for Shenhe.

So, Lin Ye curved to save the country, and suddenly spoke up, interrupting what Shenhe was about to say.

Lin Ye asked Hu Tao casually.

"I've long heard that there is a girl named Mao Xiangling in Wanmin Hall, and the dishes she makes are particularly delicious, since it is Miss Xiangling who cooks it herself, Hu Tao, this Qingxin slime must be delicious, right?"

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Hu Tao looked at Lin Ye, a little surprised, is Lin Ye really stupid or fake, or has he not experienced it?

Hey, Hu Tao was about to move carefully, wanting to pit a wave of forests.

But Hu Tao noticed Lin Ye's hint in his eyes again, glanced at Shenhe, and immediately got the meaning of Lin Ye's words.

As the saying goes, brothers are not just for sale.

Lin Ye is a brother, but Shenhe is Hu Tao's best friend.

So Hu Tao said immediately.

"Oops, Qingxin fried slime, it's pretty good, it's just not delicious, and it's easy to get upset."

When Shenhe heard this, he also became alert.

Xiangling was dissatisfied, "Hu Tao, it was an accident last time, and this time it was not a pure-hearted fried slime, but a pastry made with deceptive flower nectar and grass slime, which smelled very fragrant." ”

"You've got to taste it before you know if it's good or not, right?" Xiangling said seriously.

At this time, after Guoba finished delivering the dishes, he ran to Xiangling, greeted Hu Tao happily, and held a bear paw.

Then, when Guoba saw Lin Ye, he grunted, a little shocked, wiped his eyes, and then looked at Lin Ye, and was shocked again.

Lin Ye tilted his head.

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some demon god and acquaintance with Guoba.

Is it necessary to say a word at this time.

Long time no see, old friend.

No, the last time Lin Ye came to Wanmin Hall, Guoba also noticed him, and there was nothing unusual.

Lin Ye remembered the remnants of the demon god's aura on his body, and it seemed that Quantai and Guoba had at least one relationship.

"Xiangling! Pot! What are you doing? Order on the sixth! ”

Chef Mao poked his head out of the back kitchen and shouted.

"Got it!" Xiangling hurriedly replied, taking the dejected part-time worker Xiong Guoba and serving the dishes.

The dignified demon god, in order to live, also has to serve dishes.

What is the demon god of the stove, Marcosius, is just a dream of a little bear in a small temple in the woods, and when he wakes up, he sees human cubs and delicious bacon nests, which is just a long-term meal ticket with the little girl.

Hu Tao sighed twice and said to Shenhe.

"You got away with it."

Shenhe wondered, "Is it really hard to eat?" Didn't Miss Xiangling say it smelled good?"

After living in Liyue Harbor, Shenhe has eaten chef-level meals every day, and he has never eaten strange food.

Pure heart equals bitterness, equal to the most unpalatable food Shenhe has ever eaten.

The pastries made by the deceptive flower nectar grass slime are fragrant and equal to delicious.

"Food that smells fragrant is not necessarily delicious, and delicious food does not necessarily smell fragrant, and durian is the truth." Lin Ye explained with a smile.

Shenhe nodded as if he didn't understand.

A vacant seat was found, and the three of them sat down.

Hu Tao asked impatiently.

"Lin Ye, what is the solution you are talking about?"

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