I am in Genshin Impact, I can use the stick warrior talent

The two smiled at each other, feeling the long-lost warmth and friendship.

On the way, Su Chen and Mona chatted about their recent situation and shared their adventures and learning experiences with each other.

Mona shared her new discoveries in astrology research, and their conversation was full of lightness and laughter, making the ordinary morning more lively and interesting.

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As soon as he stepped into the bustling Wanmin Hall, Xiangling rushed towards him like a spring breeze. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest. She couldn't help but jump and ask, "Su Chen, Su Chen! I heard from Hu Tao yesterday that you are from Mondstadt, right? Then you must have seen the legendary dragon over there, right?"

Xiangling seemed to be driven by a wave of excitement, the stars in her eyes seemed to jump with every blink, and her voice was full of anticipation and excitement.

Su Chen was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, recalling the incredible experience, he gently replied: "Yes, I have seen it..."

His eyes seemed to drift off into the distance, as if he was recalling the extraordinary date with Qin Hips on the back of the dragon.

After Xiang Ling heard Su Chen's words, the stars in her eyes seemed to become brighter at this moment. She almost jumped up and continued to ask: "Really? Then how big is it? Can you describe it? I heard that dragon meat is very delicious. Is its meat also delicious?"

Every word Xiangling spoke seemed to reveal her endless curiosity about the unknown world, and her face was filled with childlike innocence and longing.

Su Chen was infected by Xiangling's enthusiasm. He smiled and described in detail the legendary dragon in the city, making Xiangling feel as if she was there in person, experiencing that incredible fantasy world.

He meticulously depicted how each scale of the dragon sparkled in the sun and how its huge body soared among the clouds.

Xiangling was fascinated by the story, sometimes she opened her mouth wide, sometimes she covered her mouth and screamed softly. Her eyes were shining with longing for the world of adventure, and her expression changed a lot, as if she had experienced a spiritual journey.

"Su Chen, you are so lucky! I also want to see a dragon like that!"

Xiangling said this excitedly, with envy in her eyes.

Su Chen smiled gently, and a hint of deepness flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. He nodded and said, "Maybe one day, you will also encounter your adventure."

Su Chen seemed a little helpless about Xiang Ling's curious expression.

He thought that if the famous chefs of Liyue Harbor were here, they would probably be shocked by Xiangling's idea.

Su Chen even imagined that if Wendy were here, she might be worried about her old friend who loves cooking.

"Well, cooking with dragon meat?" Su Chen gently touched his chin, his eyes revealing a hint of thought, and then said, "Although I haven't tried it, but I imagine it should be quite challenging."

Before Su Chen finished his words, Xiang Ling's attention was suddenly diverted.

Her eyes instantly turned to behind Su Chen, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, Mr. Zhongli, why are you here today too?"

Su Chen was somewhat confused by Xiang Ling’s reaction, he turned around and followed her gaze, just in time to see old man Morax Zhongli, his figure looking both dignified and mysterious.

Behind Zhongli, there was a tall man with short orange hair that was particularly eye-catching, and he was wearing a unique red mask on his face.

Su Chen's heart moved, and he thought to himself: "Isn't this Zhongli and his loyal money bag?"

Xiangling walked lightly to Zhongli and Tartaglia with a menu, wearing her signature bright smile.

Her eyes sparkled with the enthusiasm of a waiter: "Mr. Zhongli, what delicacies would you like to try today? We have specially launched two new dishes today."

Zhongli stood elegantly, his gestures calm and solemn. He slowly raised his hand and said calmly, "I want to try everything here, plus the five classic dishes of Wanmin Hall. Give me one portion of each."

Xiangling turned to Tartaglia with an inquiring smile: "So sir, do you have any special requests?"

Tartaglia, looking relaxed and with a polite smile on his face, responded, "Just follow Mr. Zhongli's order. I want the same, thank you."

There was a hint of ease and humor in his voice, and he seemed both confident and easy-going.

Tartaglia knew that as Zhongli's chief financial officer (aka money bag), these Mora expenses were necessary for their mission, even though these funds were not earned by him personally, but came from the vast resources of the Northland Bank.

Su Chen was watching this scene from the side, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Zhongli's generosity and magnanimity are indeed as rumored, he is never stingy when it comes to spending money.

Su Chen couldn't help but sigh that only a rich man could spend money so carefreely.

He thought that to ordinary people, Zhongli's lavish spending behavior undoubtedly showed unimaginable wealth.

But in fact, Su Chen knew that these astronomical bills would eventually end up in the account books of Wangsheng Hall.

This is also why Hu Tao works so hard to promote the business of Wangshengtang outside and strive to earn Mora.

If not, the Wangsheng Hall would not be able to support Zhongli's expenses.

Behind all this lies the complex and profound story of Zhongli and Wangsheng Hall.

When Xiangling heard their orders, her smile became even brighter. "Okay, Mr. Zhongli, Mr. Tartaglia, please wait a moment, the dishes will be here soon."

She turned briskly and walked back to the kitchen with a cheerful step.

There is another thing worth mentioning. Zhongli never brings Mora with him when he goes out. There was once a message on the continent of Teyvat that when the four gods, the God of Wind, the God of Rock, the God of Thunder, and the God of Grass stood together, not a single Mora could be detected.

Then Su Chen looked at the time again and found that the ceremony of inviting the immortals would be held tomorrow. At that time, Zhongli would direct and act out his own performance, acting as if he was being attacked.

Today’s big meal is also an advance preparation for tomorrow’s performance. Only when you are full can you perform better, right?

"Mr. Zhongli, you must try my new dish today. By the way, I got the inspiration for this dish from Mr. Suchen who came all the way from Mondstadt."

Xiang Ling stretched out her right index finger, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she came back to her senses and said to Su Chen: "Mr. Su Chen, you haven't named this new dish yet~"

"Me? When did I ever give you inspiration?"

Su Chen was a little confused. He hadn't even started his plan to capture Xiangling yet, so how come she had already gotten inspiration for cooking from him?

"Didn't you give me some advice last time? And you asked me to use my imagination to preserve the original taste of the large intestine, so that I can get the original taste of the ingredients."

Xiangling was speaking seriously, and Su Chen suddenly remembered that last time he and Hutao had dinner at Xiangling's place, he was frightened by her Qingxin fried slime. So Su Chen casually gave her some advice, hoping that she could improve it. She could first try using some normal ingredients, and then innovate in the cooking method, so as to give the ingredients a new life while retaining their original taste.

"So that's what happened? All right then, but you have to show me what your new dish looks like first, otherwise I can't help you name it."

Hearing Su Chen's words, Xiang Ling seemed to have been prepared. She took out a plate of delicious pig intestines from behind her and arranged it carefully.

Is it...

Xiangling’s new dish is…

Nine...Nine turns of large intestine? !

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PS: I have been playing it safe recently and will go through the normal plot first. I will continue to collect girls, but the scale has to be controlled. Now this book has not resumed the rankings, so I can't drive recklessly. I will make it up to you all after this wave is over!

Chapter 296 Zhongli: Did you do it on purpose or by accident?

In Wanmin Hall, Xiangling, with her enthusiasm and innovative spirit, served a dish of nine-turn large intestine with a unique appearance. Su Chen looked at the dish and his mouth twitched unconsciously. He could see that the dish was not fully cooked, but Xiangling's enthusiasm and hard work made him reluctant to speak out.

"Let's call this dish Nine-Turn Large Intestine." Su Chen nodded, trying to hide his doubts with an approving tone.

Xiangling's eyes immediately sparkled with excitement, "What a great name!" She nodded excitedly, as if in her eyes, this dish had become a masterpiece of culinary skills.

Zhongli, as elegant and calm as ever, nodded slightly: "Then, give me one too."

Xiangling responded quickly, "Of course, Mr. Zhongli. But this one is my test sample, I will prepare a new one especially for you." She turned to Tartaglia, "The same for that gentleman?"

Tartaglia smiled and said politely: "Yes, thank you, Miss Xiangling."

Xiangling responded cheerfully: "Okay, please wait a moment, gentlemen. The delicious food will be here soon." After that, she danced happily and disappeared in the direction of the kitchen.

At this time, Tartaglia turned to Zhongli, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhongli, it is really a pleasure to be with you these days. I think we are quite compatible."

Yes, yes, yes...that's right, you two are really good friends.

Su Chen secretly complained in his heart.

As a time traveler, he knew that Tartaglia's purpose in approaching Zhongli was to extract more useful information from him. After all, Zhongli was the walking encyclopedia of Liyue Harbor, and any information could be learned from him.

This is also the reason why Tartaglia was able to become so familiar with Liyue in less than a month after arriving there.

As for Zhongli, he wanted Tartaglia to pay for him. After all, it was not good to always keep track of the bills in the hall. He would easily be kicked out by Master Hu. And from Tartaglia's expression, it can be seen that he was very happy to spend money for him. Why not have such a walking wallet?

In the lively atmosphere of Wanmin Hall, Zhongli responded to Tartaglia's words: "Indeed, Mr. Tartaglia."

His voice was slow and calm, and then he gracefully raised the teacup and took a sip, looking calm and composed.

Not long after, Xiangling stepped into the lobby with a series of delicious dishes. Her quick and skillful cooking skills reflected her status as the culinary god of Liyue Harbor.

She placed a plate of delicious dishes on the table, especially the plate of nine-turn large intestine, which attracted everyone's attention.

Zhongli and Tartaglia were full of curiosity about this novel dish. They couldn't wait to pick up the knife and fork and began to carefully cut the nine-turn large intestine in front of them, and then carefully put it into their mouths to taste it.

After savoring it for a while, Zhongli frowned slightly. He noticed that the taste of the Nine-Turn Large Intestine seemed to be a little wrong.

He hesitated for a moment and wanted to spit it out, but considering etiquette and respect, he swallowed it down.

Tartaglia next to him also tried it, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

Seeing that Zhongli had already swallowed it, he didn't want to appear rude, so he also frowned and reluctantly swallowed the large piece of Nine-Turn Large Intestine.

After tasting the unforgettable nine-turn large intestine, Zhongli put down the knife and fork in his hand. His eyes were gentle but with a hint of doubt. He slowly looked up at Xiangling, who was standing there waiting for his evaluation with an expectant look on her face.

He asked gently, "Ms. Xiangling, have you tried this dish?"

Xiangling nodded, her eyes firm: "Yes, I tried a small piece."

Zhongli continued to inquire: "What do you think it tastes like?"

Xiangling's eyes sparkled with confidence in her work: "I removed most of the fishy smell, but deliberately kept some. I think that only by retaining a little bit of the taste of the large intestine itself can we truly taste its uniqueness."

Zhongli frowned slightly, and asked, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Xiangling answered without hesitation and with confidence: "Yes, I deliberately left some during the cleaning process."

Zhongli narrowed his eyes, with a barely perceptible seriousness in his tone: "Did you do this on purpose or by accident?"

Xiangling still nodded firmly and replied, "I did it on purpose."

Hearing Xiangling's answer, Zhongli's face showed a series of complex emotions. At first, he looked surprised, with his brows furrowed, and then his face seemed to reveal a hint of disbelief.

Then, a barely perceptible displeasure appeared on his face.

Xiangling seemed confused, but still stood there, her eyes full of pride in her work.

Zhongli, on the other hand, felt deep in his heart the unexpected feeling brought by this unique dish. The barely perceptible anger on his face might be the surprise at this bold attempt, or it might be the challenge to his taste buds.

Although Su Chen was about to burst into laughter, he suppressed his laughter in order not to interfere with his plan. He just silently observed Zhongli and Tartaglia. With a hint of helplessness on his face, he turned his eyes to Xiangling and frowned slightly.

"They asked to try new dishes themselves," Su Chen thought to himself, "It's not the chef's fault. Maybe this is the uniqueness of this dish."

After experiencing the unique nine-turn large intestine, Zhongli seemed to have to admit that he was unlucky. He gracefully moved the almost untouched plate away, then slowly picked up the teacup, took a big sip, and then gently spit it into another empty cup to clean his mouth. Then, he began to taste the other dishes carefully.

After the meal, Tartaglia paid the bill and left Wanmin Hall with Zhongli. As they were leaving, Xiangling hurriedly caught up with them and asked them with concern what they thought of today's dishes.

Su Chen was sitting in the restaurant and could only vaguely hear Zhongli's answer: "From a common sense perspective, except for the nine-turn large intestine, all other dishes are considered successful."

After seeing Xiangling send Zhongli and Tartaglia away, Su Chen also walked up to Xiangling and asked her to pack some delicious and nutritious dishes. He especially emphasized that the Nine-Turn Large Intestine should not be included.

Although Xiangling was a little puzzled as to why Su Chen, who had named the dish himself, was unwilling to try it, she still complied with Su Chen's request because in her eyes, the needs of customers always come first.

Although she was full of doubts, she still prepared delicious dishes according to Su Chen's instructions. After all, the customer is God.

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Not long after, Su Chen returned to the cozy cottage he shared with Shen He.

When Su Chen looked at Shen He happily tasting the delicious food he brought back, a blush of satisfaction bloomed on her face.

After eating these delicious foods, Shen He's eyes were filled with joy and love. She couldn't help but rush to Su Chen, clasping her hands tightly. The blush on her cheeks and the slightly trembling body all expressed her inner excitement.

"My dear husband, should we play some exciting games?" Shen He's eyes were shining with excitement. She stuck out her pink little tongue, licked the corner of her mouth secretly and said, looking both naughty and seductive.

Looking at Shen He who was so ferocious, even Su Chen, who was known as the Iron Man of Teyvat, couldn't help but feel weak in the legs.

I thought to myself, the saying "There are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no land that is damaged by plowing" is not said in vain.

After all, Shen He's strength and endurance are astonishing, and several days of intense activities are almost unimaginable for ordinary people.

This was not because of the old man Su Cheng, but because Shen He's strength was too great, and his endurance was also amazing. He didn't even stop for the previous two days and two nights.

Even if you have the physique of a demon, you still have to restrain yourself a little and rest for a day before you can continue fighting.

"Well... Shen He, tomorrow I plan to watch the annual ceremony of inviting the immortals in Liyue Harbor. This is also one of the main purposes of my coming to Liyue." Su Chen tried to change the subject.

"Although I don't believe in any particular god, it's a good opportunity to see the god in person," he continued.

Shen He listened, and finally calmed down, and shook his head gently: "God? I haven't seen it yet. I have only seen immortals, but I haven't had the honor of meeting Lord Yan Wangdijun."

"How about we go to the scene together tomorrow?" Su Chen invited.

Shen He's eyes immediately sparkled with joy: "Of course, as long as I can be with you, I'm willing to do anything."

The two then embraced each other, sharing this warm night, with their hearts full of anticipation for tomorrow's ceremony. In this quiet and warm little house, they embraced each other and slept, welcoming the arrival of a new day together...

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