The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 218 Yuan Xi rules the world
"You guys wanna try my new dish? Really? Really?"

"Really, don't worry, we usually don't lie."

"Great! Please take a seat! The food will be here soon!"

Xiangling cheered and almost jumped back to the kitchen: "Come on, Guoba, light the fire!"

Chen Tianfeng looked at the young cook in front of him whose excitement was beyond words. He was infected by her youth and felt a lot younger, as if he was seventeen years old again.

Mr. Zhongli was right, they showed up at just the right time—the young cook Xiangling was worrying about who to ask to taste the food, so they took the initiative to visit her.

At this time, Wanmin Hall was empty and there were no diners. The two of them randomly chose a seat, took some tea to wash the dishes, poured themselves a cup of tea, and began to wait.

Chen Tianfeng glanced towards the kitchen, then looked back at Zhongli: "The one who was following Xiangling just now is Liyue's stove demon, Marcosius?"

[Demon of the Hearth] Marcosius, born from sparks from the collision of rocks, is the god of the land of Liyue and the demon closest to humans in Liyue.

Thousands of years ago, in order to save Liyue, which was severely damaged and shattered by the War of Demons, Marcosius continuously poured his own divine power into the land of Liyue to quell various disasters. However, he also lost most of his intellect and memory, and his body became less than a meter tall. He then entered the hidden mountains and forests of Liyue and fell into a long sleep.

Finally, one day, he was accidentally awakened by a little girl who had entered a cave in the mountains to avoid the rain, and they began to travel together.

"It's Him, my old friend."

Zhongli's golden eyes were gentle.

Although Marcosius had lost most of his memories and turned into a yellowish bear, he still recognized him and was very close to him. He also had some instincts left and was unwilling to get too close to Chen Tianfeng - and also tried hard to prevent Xiangling from getting close to Chen Tianfeng.

Chen Tianfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Are there many demon gods like him in Liyue?"

"not much."

Zhongli shook his head slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly: "The Demon God War was too tragic. Among my old friends, "He" is already very lucky."

At least He is still alive, but He has lost his memory and power.

It is much easier to regain lost memories and powers than to regain lost lives.

That's why he lost his composure for the first time when Chen Tianfeng took out the crystal.

In Teyvat, in any world, resurrection from the dead is not an easy thing - whether it is a demon or a mortal who is resurrected.

"……Feel sorry."

Chen Tianfeng looked apologetic, knowing that he had touched upon Zhongli's sorrow.

"It doesn't matter. It's been so long. The sadness I felt back then has long been worn away by time."

Zhongli paused, noticing the movement in the kitchen, and smiled gently, "It looks like the dishes are ready. You should know that there is a dispute between Liyue cuisine and Yue cuisine, and Xiangling was able to make Wanmintang famous in Liyue Harbor despite the battle between the two cuisines. Her cooking skills must be quite impressive. I think her new dishes will amaze you."

"I am looking forward."

Chen Tianfeng agreed with a smile.

The next moment, the energetic young cook came briskly over to the two people with a tray in hand, glanced around, and announced the names of the dishes with a smile: "Sorry for the long wait, both of you! Ding ding ding, Slime Mushrooms, Deep-fried Crystal Butterflies... and my most painstaking masterpiece - the Colorful Glazed Pancake!"

Xiangling obviously didn't notice the slightly changing expressions and increasingly subtle looks of Chen Tianfeng and the others, and continued to introduce them with great interest: "This thin layer of egg skin contains red squirrel ham, orange carrots, yellow sun frog meat, green lotus, and blue butterfly wings..."

Chen Tianfeng's expression was slightly stiff. He looked up at Zhongli and questioned with his eyes: Is this what you call a bright spot?
Zhongli's expression was still calm, but his eyes moved away, refusing to meet Chen Tianfeng's gaze. "Please enjoy your meal!"

After Xiangling introduced the dishes, she seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, and finally looked at the two of them expectantly: "Well, Mr. Zhongli, Mr. Chen, after you finish eating, can you tell me what you think or give me some suggestions? I want to improve these new dishes, please!"

She clasped her hands together and bowed slightly to the two of them. Her big eyes were filled with a sincerity and expectation that made people feel they had no way of refusing. If you looked closely, you could also detect a hint of nervousness and uneasiness in them.

Chen Tianfeng: “…”

Zhongli: "..."

There was a brief silence of two seconds, and they each ate the dishes in their own way, trying to give objective evaluations, and politely declined when the young cook said she would change it immediately and make it again for them to taste.

The little cook Xiangling was both happy and a little regretful. She held the new dish reviews written by Chen Tianfeng and Zhongli in her arms and waved goodbye to them. The khaki little bear at her feet also waved its little arms.

After turning the corner and making sure Xiangling couldn't see him, Chen Tianfeng's smile fell, and his expression was a little dull: "This is the first time I eat such a weird thing in human form."

Zhongli glanced at him, thought about it, and didn't remind Chen Tianfeng that compared with what he ate, the dishes just now seemed a bit normal.

"Sure enough, free things are the most expensive. The ancients were right."

Chen Tianfeng sighed, trying hard to forget the wonderful taste he had just tasted. He looked around, his eyes lit up, and pulled Zhongli to a teahouse not far away. The servant led them to the second floor, where they found a spot with a good view and ordered two pots of tea.

"Phew, come to life."

After taking a sip of the elegant and lightly fragrant tea, Chen Tianfeng let out a long breath, frowned, and glanced around calmly, lowering his voice: "Mr. Zhongli, do you feel that the way this tea room servant looks at me is not right?"

"indeed."

Zhongli took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said calmly: "Perhaps, they thought you were here to conduct a secret investigation so that they could learn about their work status and give rewards or punishments accordingly."

"……Um?"

Chen Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, then an idea flashed in his mind, and he said thoughtfully: "Is this the Yanshang Tea House?"

If he remembered correctly, the Yanshang Teahouse should have become one of Ye Lan's businesses not long ago, and it was also her new intelligence gathering place. These teahouse servants might all be Ye Lan's subordinates, so it was not surprising that they could recognize him.

But Zhongli mentioned "secret visit" and "giving rewards and punishments"... Chen Tianfeng looked a little surprised, looked at Zhongli, and said hesitantly: "The owner of this teahouse... is me?"

"It's Ye Lan." Zhongli smiled slightly: "But Ye Lan once semi-publicly expressed her relationship with you in the teahouse, so in the eyes of the teahouse staff, you..."

"Okay, I understand. You don't need to say anything more, Mr. Zhongli."

Chen Tianfeng interrupted him in time and forcibly changed the subject: "Let's continue talking about Zunming and Inazuma."

“Okay.” Zhongli nodded and seemed to smile. “Then do you have a name in your original world? What is it?”

"some."

There was a look of reminiscence in Chen Tianfeng's eyes, and scenes from the past appeared before his eyes. The young god forced himself to remain calm, and claimed the title of the god of his hometown in this strange world.

“Yuanxi Zhishi Tianzun—this is my honorable name in the Holy Spirit World.” He smiled and said softly, “Or, Emperor Fuxi.”

(End of this chapter)