Chapter Thirty-Six: You're a Son—Tartaglia!
"It just so happens that I haven't eaten in a long time... Ahem, I mean, since it's mealtime, you're welcome. ”
Schubert, whose index finger was moving, almost did not maintain the reserve of the aristocracy.
So you can't hold it anymore!
An Ping was full of disgust, but still kept a smile.
Because the most important thing is the next step.
"This pickled fried pork is one of Mondstadt's finest dishes, and it just so happened that I found one in Liyue that I could eat with it. Today with Mr. Schubert, I also bring this delicacy to Mr. Schubert for him to taste. ”
Anping raised his hand after speaking.
"Xiaoyou, hand me the second gift I want to give to Mr. Schubert."
Eula stiffly raised her hand and handed it to Anping.
Between the staggered palms of his hands, Anping felt the coldness of Eula's skin.
Eula didn't want anyone in her family to actually do anything to hurt Mondstadt.
An Ping sighed in his heart.
Schubert Lawrence, the name of Lawrence, will be put to an end by you.
But there will also be a new lease of life.
Anping took out the brown brown and mouth-watering bun that the head of the piano had prepared to roast on both sides and showed it to Schubert.
"Oh? What is this? ”
Schubert's eyes sparkled again.
"Cut the cake from the side and fry it with pickles, which in Liyue calls Mora. Taken from the name of Liyue Emperor Morax, it means a delicacy that only emperors can enjoy, and it is also a favorite dish of the Rock King. ”
Anping directly talked nonsense.
Mora meat is just named because it looks like a mora.
"I see, bring it up and let me taste it."
But Schubert, who didn't know much about Liyue's street food, fell into the trap.
An Ping sneered in his heart.
"Mr. Schubert need not be in a hurry, for my maid will do the troublesome work of cutting bread and stuffing meat, and you will only have to wait patiently for the delicious food to be served."
An Ping smiled and turned around and handed the cake and the condensed rock element to Eula's hand, and then stared at Eula as she cut the cake and quietly stuffed the rock element into it.
He was really afraid that Eula would be angry, so he simply poisoned Schubert and poisoned him here.
All these small movements were well blocked by Anping with his body, and after Anping took the pickles and fried meat and stuffed them into the cake, there was no problem from the outside.
"Mr. Schubert, how about a taste of this improved version of Mora, and perhaps in the near future this dish will be called by Mr. Schubert's name in Mondstadt."
"Hahaha, you're the most likable of the Fatui I've ever met!"
As soon as he was touted, Schubert, who floated into the sky, ate the Mondstadt-style Mora meat hidden in the rock elemental without doubt.
The plan is done.
Anping looked at Schubert's eyes, three points of pity and seven points of hatred.
"It's a delicacy that Liyue God loves, and it's really unique."
Schubert's face was full of satisfaction.
"It's almost time to end the first visit, so we won't continue to disturb Mr. Schubert's Yaxing, and we will take our leave."
The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and Anping doesn't want to continue to look at his disgusting stinky face here.
"Wait!"
But Schubert solemnly stopped Anping's steps.
Well? Did he find something!?
An Ping's heart tightened.
"Is there anything else, Mr. Schubert?"
"Hmph, I'm here, and I don't even tell my name, it's a little inconsistent with aristocratic etiquette, right?"
Call.
An Ping, who had his back to Schubert, let out a sigh.
It turns out that I want to play music again.
Fortunately, Anping had already discussed with Eula at this point and had a countermeasure.
"Haha, I believe that Mr. Schubert, who will officially meet in a short time, don't be in a hurry."
An Ping waved his hand and was about to slip away. It's better to see an old man pretending to beep here, and take a few more glances at Eula's arrogant appearance.
"Even if you don't say it, I already know, but don't underestimate the Lawrence family's eyeliner!"
Schubert clasped his hands on his chest and closed his eyes in a calm and relaxed posture.
"Oh? Has Mr. Schubert already guessed who I am? ”
Anping was interested, he wanted to hear what kind of identity the already Dihua Schubert could give him.
"I heard that the head of Liyue's Northland Bank was ineffective two days ago, and the Fatui sent an executive to Liyue to take charge, presumably Your Excellency is the eleventh Fatui executive, Childe - Tartaglia."
Schubert had an expression on his face that I had already seen through.
"Hahaha."
He understands the Fatui.
Anping let out a happy laugh from the heart.
To Schubert's ears, he thought it was Anping's laughter when he was happy with the wisdom of his partner.
"The next time we meet, you'll know Mr. Schubert, farewell, farewell."
Anping knew that if he stayed any longer, he might show his chicken's feet, so he hurriedly left with Eula without looking back.
"What a nice young man..."
Schubert took a sip of tea from his glass and sighed as he looked at Mondstadt.
Along the way, Eula never said a word again.
Anping didn't know how to comfort her.
My relatives are traitors, and I am afraid it will be difficult for anyone to accept it.
After returning to the Knights and changing back into their original clothes, Eula came to Anping.
"What's next?"
Eula's tone was cold, but Anping knew that this indifference was not directed at him.
"Don't worry, he's still in his place now, and I'll make a decision after he acts. Let's go get something to eat first, we haven't eaten anything since the morning. ”
Eula just nodded mechanically.
Seeing Eula's appearance, Anping could only take the initiative to take her to the Deer Hunter Restaurant for dinner.
Usually Anping follows Eula.
"Miss Sarah, please give us a fried meat with carrots in honey sauce, a fried meat with pickles, two more breads and two cups of apple juice."
After Anping finished ordering, he sat down next to Eula.
"Seeing that your uncle eats so deliciously, I want to taste what it tastes like, I don't know if Eula likes to eat this dish."
Eula nodded, not saying a word.
"Things haven't reached the worst yet, maybe your uncle has nothing to do with the seizure of the fleet, it's all the Fatui themselves, and your uncle is just being used."
Seeing Eula like this, Anping could only let her think on the bright side.
These were the only words that Anping could think of to comfort Eula.
"As a nobleman in Mondstadt, it is a serious crime to collude with the Fatui."
Eula finally spoke, but listened calmly.
"Don't be so pessimistic. What if your uncle was a ghost who had infiltrated the Fatui on his back? He actually wants to gather all the information of the Fatui from within, and then catch them all and become the great hero of Mondstadt..."
Eula just glanced at Anping, and Anping couldn't make it up anymore.
Even he didn't believe it.