Genshin Impact's Sweet and Hard Free People

Ying'er, however, still joked about it, "It's all thanks to Boss Xinhui's generosity. The way you paid was so cool!"

When Ying'er saw Xin Hui turn his head away guiltily, she chuckled again, which seemed more like a mockery of Xin Hui, as if she were declaring her victory.

Soon, all the dishes they ordered were served.

Grilled tigerfish is a type of fish skewer cooked over a high flame. Fish caught from the dock are lightly marinated and quickly grilled; the aroma is so enticing it can even attract cats on the street! Freshness is the secret to its deliciousness. The golden-brown skin locks in the tender flesh, making it irresistible to blow on and chew while it's still right out of the grill. You won't want to leave even the last few bits of fish clinging to the bamboo skewer.

Xiangling thoughtfully reminded the two of the heat.

Xinhui had just taken a bite when he couldn't stop eating, completely captivated by its flavor.

I gently picked up a piece of sugar slime. It looked bouncy. When I put it in my mouth, the sugar coating melted directly, followed by the soft feeling of the cool slime liquid. Overall, it wasn't too strange.

I wonder what Ying'er thinks of the glass glutinous rice porridge. It looks like it's made with glass bags and glutinous rice. Because it uses medicinal herbs, it's a bit pricey. It's purple in color and has a faint medicinal aroma.

Although Xinhui didn't have a chance to taste it, judging from her extremely enjoyable expression, it must have tasted pretty good.

"Xiangling, your cooking is amazing! How about this, pack me some shrimp balls and lotus seed porridge?" He knew that Keqing loved the shrimp balls the most.

Xiangling felt a little embarrassed by Xinhui's praise.

In fact, Xiangling had lost count of how many pots and pans she had destroyed at home. Some were scorched at the bottom by the high temperature of the Fire Slime, some cracked under the rapid cooling of the Ice Mist Flower, and some were even reduced to unrecognizable pieces after a small explosion. Faced with such destructive power, Xiangling's father hesitated for a long time before deciding not to put a "kitchen ban" on her.

"My child is naturally a bit impulsive and reckless, plus she has a rather rich imagination. Whenever a 'creative dish' comes to mind, she always likes to try it out herself first, which led to this result. It's not necessarily a bad thing..." Xiangling's father comforted himself in this way. In short, the "Wanmintang" account book frequently added the price of a pot to the expenditure column.

After that, every time she developed a new dish, she would always run into some trouble, but whenever she heard others praising her, she always felt that all her efforts were worthwhile.

For example, straightforward praise like Xinhui's warmed Xiangling's heart and made her more motivated to do things. "Packing up the food, right? Okay, I understand."

Then he wrote down the bill, returned to Chef Mao who was busy in the kitchen, and briefly told him what dishes he wanted to pack. Chef Mao seemed to understand and nodded as if he knew.

Master Mao looks as energetic as his daughter.

Just as Xinhui was waiting for his packed food, Xiangling's reproachful voice suddenly came from the kitchen.

"Guoba! What are you doing now? Look at you, you've made a mess again! I was going to use this steamer, and you've just dirtied it like this..."

Chapter Ninety-Nine (The End)

Upon hearing Xiangling's reprimand, Xinhui couldn't help but turn his gaze toward the kitchen.

It turned out that her partner "Guoba" had accidentally knocked over two steamers while starting a fire. The steamers rolled onto the ground and got dirty, rendering them unusable.

"Look at you, can't you be more careful? I'm still waiting to steam the crystal shrimp..." Although Xiangling had picked up the steamer again and washed it clean, she still couldn't forget about it and kept scolding the little guy, Guoba.

Looking at the latter's aggrieved expression, he clearly realized his mistake, but seeing that Xiangling was still angry, he had no choice but to listen to her scolding.

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Xin Hui loses his memory - enters Dragonspine Snow Mountain to regain his memory - obtains the Frost Nail in the snow mountain - obtains the Rock Core Glass in the Layered Rock Abyss - obtains the Thunder Eye in the Abyss Palace - obtains the Source of Wind and Sea in the Silent Sea - obtains the Grass Vine and Thorns in Sumeru - obtains the Extreme Heavenly Flame in Nata - obtains the Thousandfold Bright Water in Fontaine - encounters the Ice Queen in Winter - encounters the Heavenly Principle of the Teyvat world.

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The author's words:

Actually, I am self-aware that writing novels is both an easy and a very difficult thing.

I became fascinated with novels in junior high school. I started by reading them one by one, and eventually, I began to have my own stories in mind.

I started to try writing, trying to depict the world in my heart.

But a young person's dreams are never quite what they seem, and everything I did in those years was just going around in circles.

I entered high school with very poor grades. At that time, I just wanted to drift through high school and then enter society.

Unexpectedly, God gave me a certain talent, which allowed me to learn without much effort and still get into university relatively smoothly.

The summer after the college entrance exam, I was engrossed in Genshin Impact for three months. Actually, it wasn't until October that I was ready to sign a contract. But at that time, I wasn't writing this book; I was writing my first fantasy novel, "Dust of the Mystic World."

The effort I put into that book can be said to be the culmination of my three years of imagination during high school.

I hope that the book will be presented from the reader's perspective and offer a fresh perspective.

But reality is always cruel; that book flopped to an unspeakable degree.

Then there's this Genshin Impact book. I learned from the failure of my previous book and came up with an eye-catching name and cover, so I guess the results are somewhat better.

At this point, most people may not understand the hardships I've endured, but only I know the exhaustion I felt every day and the anxiety of not being able to fall asleep without staying up late.

This is all a true story of a new writer's journey to the top of the online literature world.

I don't want to keep this book hanging in the air. I could still make some money from it by writing 2000 words a day, but I don't want to.

Although it ended up being a flop, I didn't want to do it this way.

Here, the author would like to say that I am a freshman in college, and the school is preparing to start the new semester these days. Coupled with the fatigue of writing every day, it is really making me feel like I can't keep going.

I've been going to bed at three or four in the morning for about ten days now, just to write a chapter for the next morning, but the time I spend working on that chapter is so painful that I have to stay up this late every day.

I'm not a good writer, but I hope that one day I can become a writer who enters everyone's view.

This book wasn't finished, and I don't know if it will be a regret for me in the future, but I can say that I have successfully taken the first step and reached 20 words.

In short, like everyone else, I look forward to a better future and hope my next book will be even better. Goodbye, everyone, so that we can meet again in a better tomorrow.

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Finish.

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