aircannonsinc Chapter 171 Protecting the Calf
Chapter 171 Protecting the Calf
After a long while, the man in black retracted his gaze, looked at Paimon, and said, "That's a pity. Tomato and meat jelly rolls plus iced raspberry juice are such a dreamlike combination. It's as happy as ascending to heaven!"
Upon hearing this, Paimeng said in a bad tone: "You, are you thinking of something bad again?"
Mo Ran shook his head slightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and sighed: "What is destined to happen will happen, and what is not destined to happen should not be forced. What will happen in the future will be left for the future. As for now, I can't control it, and I can't think about it!"
The reason why he said this was to leave some impression on the traveler, so that he could try to attract the person in his heart by hinting at him later.
Because he had risked his life before and tried to ask some businessmen to pass on some small hints, but unfortunately, without exception, they all forgot everything after entering Mondstadt because of the system. Although the system never mentioned it, the system was the only one that could do it and had the reason to do so.
Things went as he wished. Kong was thoughtful and silently made a note of it in his heart. Then he said, "The next stop is Du Binglu."
"Du Binglu." Hu Tao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he smiled wickedly: "Well, I believe the shopkeeper there will give a good answer!"
Mo Ran gave the hall master a displeased look at him, who was still unwilling to give up, and turned away.
In the southern part of Liyue Harbor, inside Du Binglu.
Several people dressed in black came to this familiar place. The last time they came here was when they were sending off the immortals for the meeting.
Behind the counter, a delicate little girl jumped up, and just like last time, she threw herself into the arms of a man in black, saying in a baby voice, "Hehe, the master is here!"
Mo Ran looked helpless and carried his disciple to sit on the chair.
Qiqi turned around and looked at the people who came with her master, and said politely, "Hello, Traveler, Paimon, nice to see you again, and the Little Kitchen God from Wanmin Hall. I've often heard Master mention you, and seeing you today, you're indeed extraordinary!"
Xiangling was stunned for a moment, her heart throbbing, and she quickly replied, "Hello, hello."
Guoba stood beside Xiangling, as if declaring his sovereignty, warning those guys who were daughter slaves and disciple slaves not to steal his inheritance disciples.
Mo Ran was smiling, but in the eyes of this raccoon, he looked very strange and dangerous. He smiled in black and said, "I came here this time because this little chef has something to ask you. Qiqi, answer it."
Upon hearing this, Qiqi looked at the girl whom her master praised so highly. Because she loved the girl, she also had a good impression of the girl. She smiled at her gently and waited for what was to come.
Xiang Ling calmed down her excitement and said, "Little sister, I participated in the cooking competition and wanted to do a poll. What dishes do you like? Anything is fine, just tell me."
"My favorite dishes..." Qiqi thought for a moment and said, "For me, there is actually no big difference in taste between Licai and Yuecai. If I were to say which dish I can't forget the most, it would be the dish "There Will Be a Future" made by Master."
"That's my favorite dish, a specialty dish transformed from Lai Lai Cuisine. It means there's no need to be confused, there's a promising future!"
Xiangling seemed to be thinking about something, and murmured, "There is not much difference... a modified special dish..."
Paimeng didn't want Xiangling to be inspired. He seemed to see through everything and said, "Qiqi doesn't like the dish at all. It's because the person who cooked it will remember the dish!"
Qiqi nodded without commenting, "That's true, but what does it matter? A dish is not just a dish, it's also a way for the chef to express his feelings. If it's not based on personal preferences..."
"Then we can prepare dishes that suit the customers according to the weather and seasonal changes. If we can adapt to the changing weather, we will be successful!"
Paimon spread his hands and looked at the blond boy. It seemed that the two of them had reconciled, although it was not a big conflict in the first place.
Xiangling's thoughts became more and more extensive, like a surging river flowing into the vast ocean, spreading out uncontrollably, and one dish after another took shape in her mind.
Xiangling exclaimed: "You are indeed a doctor who cures illnesses and saves lives. Your thinking is different from others. I am greatly inspired!"
Qiqi smiled and said, "I'm glad I could help you. I wish you good luck in the competition."
"Well, thank you!" Xiangling looked at her companion beside her, stretched out her hand and touched the furry head gently. The latter seemed to enjoy it very much, and then glanced at a man in black, calm and composed.
Mo Ran remained calm as he gently stroked his disciple's soft hair. He then looked at the little raccoon, raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
In the air, there seemed to be an invisible thunder interweaving and pushing back and forth, and it took a long time to determine the winner.
Xiangling didn't notice the man and the raccoon secretly competing with each other, and said with a smile: "We have asked almost all the questions this time. Next, it's time to ask some picky people."
"Well... Boss Mo, Paimon, and Traveler, do you have anyone to recommend?" Speaking of picky people, she really didn't have a good candidate in mind.
A man in black touched the disciple's head, put it on the ground, and said softly, "Be good, Master will leave first."
"Well, goodbye, Master! And the others, goodbye." Qiqi waved and said goodbye to her master and the others.
Outside Yujing Terrace.
Mo Ran stroked his chin and said, "Speaking of people who are picky about food, I know someone who is known as a connoisseur of sweets in Liyue Harbor. She has very strict requirements for meals."
Paimon glanced at the three people not far away and already knew the answer, while Kong had probably guessed it long ago and did not show any surprise.
This place for sending away and inviting immortals was decorated with a lot of brocade and silk, supported by vermilion wooden pillars and pulled to the top.
In the center of the room was an antique altar, on top of which was a huge stone with a very smooth surface. Inlaid on the stone was a fossil, which should be a star snail. It looked inexplicably funny.
The rest are some bonsai plants, gold, silver, pearls, jade, and antique toys for worship.
There were three women with very different temperaments standing there: Keqing from Tianheng Star with purple clothes and purple hair, Ningguang from Tianquan Star with snow-white hair, and Beidou, the captain of the Death Star with black hair and red clothes.
Keqing glimpsed several figures approaching from the corner of her eyes, turned her head and looked carefully, and asked in confusion: "Traveler, Paimeng, Mr. Mo Ran and Xiang Ling, what's going on?"
Ningguang's peach blossom eyes turned and she said with a smile: "Why are you all here with my old man?"
There was a hint of surprise in Xiangling's eyes, but she quickly returned to normal. It was not because she was scheming, but because she felt that it was not surprising that Boss Mo, such a rare person, was an elder of Tianquan Star.
Beidou was as heroic as any man. She crossed her arms over her chest and said loudly, "Hey, Mr. Mo, is there a tornado roaring today? How did it blow a great god like you here?"
Mo Ran smiled softly and said, "When I was strolling just now, I suddenly felt something. After thinking about it carefully, I knew that Ningguang had lost the battle, so of course I had to come over to help!"
Beidou laughed and said, "Wow! I didn't realize that Mr. Mo is so protective of his son. But you've got the wrong person. This time it really wasn't me who did it."
Xiangling became curious after hearing what they said, but she forced herself to suppress it.
Paimon had no such scruples and asked, "So, what happened?"
Keqing looked at her colleagues in Tianquan and Captain Beidou, who were confronting each other and neither of them was willing to give in, and explained, "It's a long story... I will take care of this stone whose origin is still unclear. Do you have any objection?"
Beidou immediately clapped his hands and cheered, saying, "Keqing has always been efficient and decisive in her work, so I feel more at ease leaving it to you."
Ningguang narrowed her eyes slightly, curled her lips and snorted, "Are you saying that you are worried about my skills, or do you think I am slow in doing things?"
Beidou's momentum did not weaken. He responded sharply, "Huh? Keqing is running outside regardless of wind or rain. She is very different from you. Besides, you don't care about this, so why bother?"
Ningguang didn't respond. Instead, she looked at the person in black with a pitiful and aggrieved look, and said slowly, "It was just a joke. Captain Beidou took the opportunity to criticize me. I don't even know how to understand..."
“Stop, stop, stop!” Beidou quickly raised his hands and fanned in front of his face, then stroked his proud chest, bouncing up and down in an orderly manner, and then said: “You almost made me vomit the food I ate last night, Ningguang, you are really cruel!”
"Haha, the so-called karma goes around in circles, and heaven spares no one, it's nothing more than this." Ningguang recovered as before, standing next to the man in black. Although they looked about the same age, it was obvious that they were father and daughter.
Kong and Paimon next to them couldn't help laughing and covered their mouths with their hands. Xiangling squatted down and held Guoba as a cover. The latter looked at the man in black and rolled her dead eyes.
Keqing, Ningguang's colleague, had a normal expression on her face, but if you looked closely, you could notice that her shoulders, chest, and belly were slightly heaving. It was not that she wasn't smiling, but that she was trying hard to hold it back.
After all, that was Ningguang, who had connections everywhere and whose words could come true in Liyue Harbor. But just now she was acting like a bullied child. Who could tolerate that!