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"It's a pleasure to meet you."

The young master laughed twice in a formal manner, and then invited the two of them to go to Yuehai Pavilion together.

Just one more person.

Besides, the most fearful thing in a plan is variables, and there is no such thing in the intelligence about this sword immortal, so naturally we have to find out something first.

Grayshu didn't think too much about it. She just came to see what delicious food there was in the other world.

If you find anything good, just pack it up and take it home.

In addition to inviting Zhongli, the young master also brought Ying and Paimeng.

Moon Sea Pavilion.

Young Master: "I brought you two to see Zhongli because Mr. Zhongli has a way to let you two see the immortal body of Emperor Yanwang."

"What?!" Paimon exclaimed.

“Don’t be surprised. Although the immortal body has been hidden under Ningguang’s operation, it is better to listen to Mr. Zhongli’s opinion first.”

“Although Emperor Yanwang is the ancestor of all immortals, he is still one of the immortals after all. Looking at Liyue’s thousands of years of history, immortals have left one after another. This is an irreversible trend.”

Zhongli said calmly.

"Because the times have changed, the age of the immortals is fading away, and the age of humans is coming."

"Traveler, I heard about you from the young master. Since you have some friendship with the God of Wind... then, would you consider working with me to prepare a farewell ceremony for the God of Rock?"

……

Several people were talking non-stop.

Grace kept eating.

Anyway, she had already been spoiled by Zhongli, and had no interest in fooling the young master.

I have to say, this restaurant has good cooking skills.

Grace is eating here.

When she doesn't speak, her presence is almost non-existent.

Even the young master seemed to have forgotten that he had invited Grayshuse as well.

Almost no one noticed anything unusual.

Except - Paimon.

As the ultimate foodie.

Paimon focused most of his attention on food.

But every time she blinked, she found that she ate much less.

At first she thought she was dazzled, but she soon realized that the amount of food on the table was indeed decreasing!

Suddenly his whole body began to tremble.

Not because of anger, but because of fear.

Ying also noticed Paimon's abnormality, so she asked a question.

"There...there's a ghost!" Paimon looked trembling with fear.

"?"

Ying was also startled.

"It's not a ghost, it's just a friend of mine."

Zhongli gave Grayxiu a look.

The girl immediately rolled her eyes and reappeared in everyone's perception.

"I'm just here to eat. I'm not interested in your business."

Gray said directly.

"Don't worry, she is actually a very warm-hearted person, and is familiar with Qixing. If you have any difficulties, you can go to her." Zhongli said: "Do you know the Liyue Sword Fairy? It's my friend."

"So you are the recently famous Liyue Sword Master!"

Paimon exclaimed.

"When Ying and I came here, we were wondering why all the monsters along the way disappeared. I heard it was all your fault!"

In an instant, the image of Grayshu in Paimon's eyes changed from a cold-hearted female ghost to a good man who slays demons and eliminates evil.

"Easy to do."

Grace shook her head and stuffed another piece of almond tofu into her mouth.

"You guys are travelers, so do you know of any good places to eat in Liyue?"

"In Wanmin Hall, there's a very talented chef named Xiangling!" Paimeng quickly made a suggestion.

Grayshu was not interested in the discussion of the ceremony for sending off the immortals.

The Emperor's immortal body is right in front of you.

It's okay if you don't know anything.

After knowing everything, and watching Zhong acting so naturally, she really couldn't bear it.

She tasted every dish, then mentally classified what her good friends might like to eat, then found an excuse and slipped away.

Then, following Paimon's recommendation, he came to Wanmin Hall.

It is now late at night, the crowds have dispersed, and there are no more people lining up at Wanmin Hall during the day.

"Sorry, I'm closing now. Why don't you come back tomorrow?" Master Mao seemed to be packing things. He said without raising his head when he heard the footsteps.

"what……"

Grayxiu was stunned for a moment, but didn't say much, just muttered something under her breath.

"I wanted to try the authentic food of Liyue."

"Are you a foreign tourist?" At this time, Master Mao looked up and saw Grayxiu's appearance, and couldn't help asking: "Where are your parents? Why did they let you come out alone so late?"

"My parents are not in this world."

"..."

Hiss.

Master Mao picked up a cigarette with trembling hands and took a sharp puff.

"Just wait, I will make you the most authentic Liyue delicacy now."

Master Mao is an old chef.

It's also quick to stir-fry a simple dish.

Grace tasted it.

Found it very unique.

It’s different from the street snacks, and also different from the exquisite dishes in Yuehaiting.

"This is the most traditional and authentic Liyue craftsmanship."

Master Mao sat opposite Grayshu and pointed at the oil lamp on the table.

"Liyue's traditional cooking skills are like this lamp. The light can go out at any time. Wanmintang has been passed down from my father to my grandfather, just like this lamp."

As he spoke, Master Mao seemed a little depressed.

"I always feel that this lamp will exist forever. Even if it goes out for a while, there will be people who light it. But at this moment, this place is prosperous, and some things are gradually changing. Take my daughter Xiangling for example. She is obsessed with innovation, and her dishes are very modern, and they don't even have anything to do with traditional craftsmanship. The same is true for Yuehaiting, which now claims to be the Xinli cuisine. Ancient things are being lost. The traditional craft of Wanmintang is this oil lamp, but Xiangling, who I taught, has turned it into an electric lamp... Maybe in the future, no one will light this oil lamp anymore."

Master Mao usually doesn't say these words to others.

I didn't even tell Xiangling.

"But I heard from others that Xiangling's dishes are very popular."

Grayshu came here because Paimon said there was a chef named Xiangling here.

"Xiangling has taken a new path, which is great. Maybe she can become the founder of a new cuisine, but my traditional skills also need to be passed on."

Master Mao looked at Grayshu and gave a benevolent smile.

"Your parents are gone, so why don't you learn my craft from me, inherit the traditional craft of Wanmin Hall, and become a new lamp burner. At the very least, having a skill is good."

"..."

Grace finally came to her senses now.

Perhaps Master Mao felt sympathy, and combined with these things in his heart, he wanted to take him in as a disciple.

That being said.

Master Mao will probably open a branch in the future and let Xiangling inherit it.

Instead of inheriting the Hall of All Peoples.

After all, if Xiangling continues in this way, I'm afraid the current menu of Wanmin Hall will no longer exist in a dozen years.

Although Master Mao had good intentions.

But in the final analysis, Grayshu could definitely not inherit the Hall of All Peoples.

She thought about it and said.

"I will be back soon. I can learn a little bit and then go back and make it for others to taste."

"..."

Master Mao was stunned by Grayshu's words, and then his eyes lit up.

"Hahaha, that's not bad. You are my first foreign apprentice. If I can bring Wanmin Hall to other places in the Seven Kingdoms, I will feel a sense of accomplishment."

After listening to Grayxiu's words, Master Mao thought that the other party wanted to return to a foreign country to open a shop after completing his studies.

It sounds attractive, too.

He basically has no time to go to other countries in his life.

But it would be great if we could light this lamp abroad.

"Learning cooking is a very laborious task that requires a lot of practice."

Master Mao was interested, so he explained it to Grayshu first, and then demonstrated it.

"See? I estimate that even if you are a genius like Xiangling, it will take you about a month to reach the level of proficiency I am demonstrating now."

"..."

Grayxiu smacked her lips.

Then he walked to the stove and imitated it exactly as it was.

For a moment, the Wanmin Hall fell silent.

Master Mao was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.

I wonder if he met some god today.

"No...not bad!"

Master Mao said stubbornly.

As the saying goes, a dead duck still holds its tongue. He cannot fail miserably on the first day, otherwise he will be impossible to teach later.

"I didn't expect you to be more talented than Xiangling, but compared to your master, you're still a little bit behind."

Chapter 253 Fengyuan Manye: What the hell is this?!

Grayshu was very familiar with Master Mao's appearance.