Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

"have you eaten?"

"No."

"have you eaten?"

"eating."

"Then have you eaten?"

"..."

The corners of his mouth were deformed by being rubbed hard with a handkerchief. He stared blankly at the person with strange ears and tail who was approaching him. The ignorant child reached out his hand to grab it, and the warm touch confirmed its authenticity.

The child pouted and silently looked at his mother beside him. Tears as big as soybeans flowed down his eyes and he cried loudly: "Wow, wow, wow~ I know I was wrong, mom. I will never be picky about food again! Don't let the fox monster take me away!"

"what?"

Looking down at the tearful child, he pulled his fox ears and asked suspiciously, "Are you a new kid in Liyue Harbor? When did I hear rumors about eating children?"

“I didn’t know I was the most popular among the children in Liyue Harbor…”

"But the kids you play with can easily get spanked by their parents at home! Get away from me, back off! I don't want to have any contact with you!"

The child kept waving his hands in front of him and leaning his body backwards with all his strength. If it weren't for his mother's help, he would have fallen to the ground.

"You might as well think I eat children." After leaving a sullen remark, the attendant Yingzhai turned to the kitchen of Wanmintang and asked enthusiastically: "What do you do, Master Mao?"

Master Mao was chopping the ribs on the chopping board. He had no intention of treating a customer who came every time to place a big order. He said without even looking up:

"As soon as I heard someone outside asking if anyone had eaten, I knew it must be you. Xiangling isn't here recently. She's out training with her marksmanship master."

The attendant god Yingzhai waved his hand generously:

"I know. When I first set foot on the land of Liyue Harbor, my loyal intelligence personnel delivered intelligence to me. I have asked an adventurer to deliver the message. Even if it goes against Grandma Ping's wishes, Xiangling will rush back."

"So it turns out that I am more popular with those kids. How can that old woman who only knows how to give them candies and play some ordinary games understand the minds of children? The truly fun games require the risk of getting spanked."

A piece of meat with a delicate texture and pink color was suddenly placed on his chopping board. He stopped chopping with the boning knife and carefully pushed the piece of meat in front of him with the tip of the knife. Master Mao's eyes suddenly lit up.

He asked, "I have never seen such meat before. What animal volunteered to give this?"

Relying on his sense of smell, he rummaged through the boxes and found the snacks hidden in the rice crust. He chewed the spicy and crispy rice crust in his mouth, and the attendant Yingzhai chuckled proudly: "Mond has a magic dragon Usa."

"..."

"Let me find where to put the closing sign, serve the tables outside and stop accepting customers."

Chef Mao was able to open Wanmintang, a popular restaurant with great flavor and reputation, in the aftermath of the confrontation between Liuliting and Xinyuexuan. Naturally, he also had his own pursuit of cooking skills.

How is it different for a chef to have a unique ingredient like dragon meat in front of him, or for a beautiful woman in thin clothes standing in the rain to dance slowly in front of a lecher?

I was so excited that even my meridians started to rhythmicize!

Chef Mao quickly rushed out to hang up a sign saying that the business was closed, then quickly rushed back to prepare the dishes that the waiting customers had ordered. The speed at which he wielded the kitchen knife was comparable to, or even faster than, that of a knight who had experienced hundreds of battles.

He said enthusiastically, "Xiangling made the maltose last night, wrapped it in lotus leaves, smeared it with grass ash and stuck it under the cabinet over there. Yingzhai, you can eat a few to satisfy your craving, and share some with your friends."

"Do you hide things in rice crust and start to cover the smell with grass ash?" Holding the rice crust in his mouth, he followed the instructions and came to the bottom of the cabinet. He reached under and took out a lotus leaf bag wrapped in a red string. The white-haired fox advised:

"Master Mao, this is not a good habit. Such behavior often means the beginning of guarding the food. Guoba is a bear after all, and a fire-breathing bear at that. He is quite aggressive. If he really develops the bad habit of guarding the food..."

The samurai Sakurasai did not continue speaking, but the meaning he wanted to express was obvious.

"He will only protect your food."

——Chef Mao actually wanted to explain the rice crust in this way, but the dragon meat placed beside him seemed to stretch out invisible ghost claws to correct his thoughts, and the busy chef agreed:

"If he keeps hiding his food like this, he will develop a bad habit of guarding his food. I will ask Xiangling to knock Guoba on the head and have a good talk with him later."

“By the way, your visit to Liyue this time shouldn’t cause any big commotion, right?” Afraid that the servant god Yingzhai would force him to make a promise that would be even more unfaithful to Guoba, Master Mao, with a pang of conscience, changed the subject.

"The father of a friend of mine in Mondstadt was a hero for a while, and his health was affected a little, so he brought them to Liyue to ask for magical herbs and medicines."

"Oh, are you asking the immortals for spiritual herbs and medicines? It seems that your physical condition is not optimistic. It seems that you will not stay in Liyue Port for too long. Wouldn't it be more convenient to go directly to Jueyunjian?"

"It's not like he'll die if we delay for a while. His current condition will last for another four or five years before it starts to get worse. There's no rush."

The attendant Yingzhai said nonchalantly: "My friend told me that he wanted to drink all the way from Mondstadt to Liyue Harbor, so I thought of bringing him to Liyue Harbor for a drink and to check on Keqing's situation."

Master Mao thought about it and said, "Ms. Keqing? She hasn't come here to eat golden shrimp balls for a while."

"It seems that he is still chasing the mountain master outside. He is really determined... Xiangling is back. I can already smell the aggressive smell of Guoba, ha~"

The fox ears stood up, something more interesting happened. The servant god Yingzhai left the busy old man in the kitchen without hesitation, and walked out of the kitchen slowly with Jueyun rice crust and malt sugar in his arms.

"Lu~~"

"Good morning, Guoba."

Meeting Guoba's gaze as he trotted in, the God of War Yingsai smiled in a troubled manner and said:

"Master Mao is as enthusiastic as ever. I just went to the kitchen to take a look, and he stuffed me with delicious Jueyun rice crust and maltose. Would you like to help me share some?"

“Lu…” Guoba frowned, his tone low.

"Hey~ Don't be so shy and worried. Although I am a fox spirit and can barely be considered half an animal, I don't have the habit of guarding my food. Just take it boldly. I will definitely not hold your hand and bite it." The white-haired fox generously handed forward two small snacks.

The breeze that came in from the door blew his hair. Guoba walked slowly to the front of the enthusiastic white-haired fox. Looking at the familiar snacks in his hand, he couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "Lulu."

The attendant Yingzhai lowered his eyes and said, "Guoba, it's normal for you to be happy because I generously share food. I'm also happy that you can share the food with me, but I'm very unhappy that you question the source of this food."

"Didn't you hear clearly what I said before? This was given to me by the enthusiastic Master Mao. It has nothing to do with you now."

"Lu, Lulu, Lululu!"

"Ha~ That's a bandit's point of view. What is your food? If you want to prove that the food I have comes from an illegal source, then you must first provide evidence, instead of just making empty promises."

“Lulu…”

"Guoba, why are you running so fast? Forget it, don't block the road."

A pair of delicate little hands lifted the imposing rice crust and put it aside. Xiangling's forehead was covered with sweat from her hurried journey, and her breathing was slightly panting, but this did not prevent her from pouncing on the fox's tail.

"Where's the dragon meat? Where's this extremely rare ingredient?"

With some disdain, he glanced at Xiangling, who was not rummaging in his tail, and handed a piece of hard rice crust to Grandma Ping who came in slowly. The attendant Yingzhai said, "It's in the back kitchen, and it's as big as a pumpkin."

"Only the size of a pumpkin? That's not enough."

Xiangling counted on her fingers and said, "That's only one piece. It's not enough to fill your stomach. You said in your letter that you would entertain other guests tonight. The meal must be at least the size of a cow."

"Just take care of that piece first, don't worry about the rest."

After carefully observing Grandma Ping's teeth and finding that no teeth had been knocked out, the attendant Yingzhai handed over another piece of rice crust: "Grandma, there are still a lot of them here, all of which are collections of rice crust."

"Lu!" Guoba jumped up and scolded loudly.

"Hmph~ There's no point in scolding me. The things in my hands have all been washed, clean and innocent. You can't take them back."