Genshin Impact: I Sell Jars In Tivat Continent

He had also heard the news yesterday, but he did not take it as a truth club.

"If it's fake, it doesn't make sense for Lord Ningguang and Lord Keqing to open the jar."

Xiangling frowned: "And you just said, Dad, that Qianyan Army is stationed at the door of that small pot shop. This is something that has never happened before. Obviously, that pot shop is not a lie, otherwise how could it be? Is the Qianyan Army guarding there?"

"Forehead."

Hearing Xiangling's words, Master Mao was taken aback.

That's right, if it's fake, there's no reason Qian Yanjun would appear there.

And Lord Ningguang and Lord Keqing also passed by, which fully shows the extraordinaryness of that small jar shop.

When I just came back, I kept thinking about losing money, but didn't think about it at all.

After coming back now, after listening to what Xiangling said, I immediately felt that what Xiangling said was very reasonable.

Will Liyue's Tianquan Xing and Yuheng Xing go to the jar shop to open jars simply because of gambling?

It even mobilized the Qianyan Army to garrison in the past to maintain order.

Qian Yanjun's mobilization must be done on orders.

The ordinary Qianyan Army is stationed in various official offices and some forbidden areas in Liyue, and is responsible for patrolling and patrolling the streets, and has never been stationed at the door of a business.

All of this proves that the jar shop is not simple, not ordinary, not ordinary!

Thinking of this, Master Mao took a deep breath. Just now, he was overwhelmed with anger and didn't think about it carefully.

Thinking about it now, everything shows that the jar shop is very mysterious.

"I heard from many diners yesterday that in addition to the eyes of the gods, there are other strange things in that jar shop. I didn't ask carefully."

At this moment, Xiangling looked at her father and said seriously: "Since both Ningguang and Keqing have personally spent the money, they must have gained something, because they said that yesterday, Ningguang also went there. already."

"If I go there again today, it must be rewarding. Lord Ningguang suddenly opened this Liyue Bank. I don't know if it has something to do with this can store."

Xiang Ling thought a lot, thinking that Ningguang suddenly opened Liyue Bank.

"You are also familiar with Lord Tianquan Xing, why don't you ask yourself."

Hearing Xiang Ling's words, Master Mao's heart moved, and he quickly said, "You can ask directly."

Her daughter has the eyes of God, and she used to cook for Ningguang, so her relationship with Ningguang is not bad.

In addition, Wanmintang was almost bankrupt due to the competition between Li Cai and Yue Cai, and Tianquan Xing Ningguang was behind the money to keep Wanmintang alive.

Therefore, Xiangling is quite familiar with Ningguang.

"Lord Ningguang is in a state of affairs. Even if I ask, I definitely won't have time to chat with me."

Hearing her father's words, Xiang Ling rolled her eyes: "I can only ask hello when Lord Ningguang comes to dinner next time."

"Speaking of which, Dad, you have opened something, take it out and see, maybe it is something useful."

Saying that, Xiangling suddenly thought of what her father had opened.

"right!"

Hearing Xiang Ling's words, Master Mao did not dare to be slighted, and hurriedly took out a note.

After I got this note, I haven't read it yet.

I didn't care about it originally, but when I picked it up, I didn't want to suffer a loss, even if it was a piece of paper, I had to take it back.

Now listening to her daughter Xiangling's analysis, there might be something on this note.

He quickly opened the note.

On the note, there are only a few lines of words.

Master Mao: "???"

what the hell.

Looking at these lines, there are one after another name in the middle, how does it look like a recipe.

Master Mao had no interest after only one glance.

Although he saw the three words instant noodles, he roughly guessed that this may be a way of making noodles, but compared with his dragon beard noodles, it was still far behind.

You must know that your own Dragon Beard Noodles is the most famous. Even Li Cai and Yue Cai have no Dragon Beard Noodles!

What kind of instant noodles, he is not interested directly.

"It seems to be a kind of noodle recipe. Forget it, it doesn't make any sense. Our Dragon Beard Noodles are very famous, and there is no other noodle that can compare."

While talking, Master Mao handed the note in his hand to Xiang Ling, and then went to the side to get busy.

He has absolutely no interest in making this instant noodles, wasting time.

"Well."

Seeing that her father left uninterested, Xiang Ling looked at the note curiously.

With a cursory glance, I knew roughly what was written on the note.

It is an instant noodle recipe.

Materials and so on are also common, and even methods.

The most famous of its own Wanmintang is the Dragon Beard Noodles.

Even the country next door has heard of it, and people who like to eat come to eat it at all costs.

No wonder Dad wasn't interested.

But Dad wasn't interested, but she was. She liked to discover all kinds of food the most.

The name of this instant noodle is also very strange, she wondered if she wanted to make it.

After all, it's something from that jar shop.

Chapter 50: Excited Xiangling, instant noodles are a good thing (two more)

"Well, it's very simple, but there are two things I don't have. I don't know if it can be replaced."

"Forget it, try it first."

Looking at the formula in her hand, Xiangling started to get busy.

"Guoba, come on, give me a hand."

For a time, Xiang Ling was pulling the pot in the kitchen at the back, and she was busy.

Seeing his busy daughter, Master Mao showed a smile on his face.

He knows his daughter and likes to learn how to cook all kinds of cooking. Compared with him, he is even better at cooking.

It is also because of her daughter's love that Xiangling has come a long way in cooking at such a young age.

Excluding some very special and quirky dishes, dishes with popular tastes are among the best in Liyue.

How many people came to Wanmintang to taste the dishes made by Xiangling.

Time passed by little by little, and the diners of Wanmintang came in batches after batches.

until night.

The sky is getting darker, and the good times, even in the dark, are extraordinarily soft.

There are thousands of lights in Liyue, and one shop after another is decorated with beautiful lanterns, blooming with dazzling light at night. From a distance, it looks very beautiful and prosperous.

If you can look down at Liyue from the top of the mountain, you will find that it is too prosperous and beautiful.

"Eh? Master Mao, where is Xiangling? Why don't you see Xiangling?"

In Wanmintang, there were diners who had just sat down to eat and found that Xiangling was not in Wanmintang, and suddenly said in surprise: "I came here today to eat Xiangling's dishes. Did she run out of Liyue again?"

As an old customer of Wanmintang, he knew that if Xiangling had time, he would leave Liyue and go to Jueyunjian or other places to pick materials and materials.

If you didn't go out, then it must be in Wanmintang.

During this period of time, Xiangling has been in Wanmintang. I saw it yesterday, but why can't I see it today.

"no."

Hearing the diners' words, Master Mao shook his head and laughed: "This kid is tinkering with things in the back kitchen."

"Oh, is Xiangling going to research Xin Cai again? I really look forward to it."

"Xiangling is going to study Xin Cai? What kind of dishes?"

Following Master Mao's opening, one after another diners laughed and discussed.

They were very interested in Xiangling's new dishes.

"Not a new dish."

Master Mao shook his head: "I don't know what to do. Come on, what do you want to eat? I just cooked some ready-made ones, so I can eat them directly for you."

"Lu, Lu..."

At this time, Guoba came out with a happy face and came out with a big bowl.

The bowl was filled with instant noodles that ran away, and the rice was being eaten in a mouthful of deliciousness.

This kind of noodles is more convenient and delicious than the noodles it has eaten.

Especially after adding a bunch of ingredients to Xiangling, it made Guoba fly happily.

"Guoba is also there."

Seeing the Guoba coming out, some diners greeted them with a smile.

They are very familiar with Guoba, they are by Xiangling's side, and they usually help in various ways in Wanmintang.

When Wanmintang is not busy, they will visit Liyue, and many people like this cute creature.

"what?"

Suddenly, someone found the noodle bowl that Guoba was holding, looked at Guoba eating the noodles, and said in surprise, "Master Mao, what kind of noodles is Guoba eating, why haven't I seen it before?"

"kindness?"

Hearing this, Master Mao was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned his head to look.

I saw that in the bowl of Guoba, there was a kind of noodles that he had never seen before.

Seeing this noodles, Master Mao thought of his daughter Xiangling.

Could it be that this noodle was made by Xiangling according to the note?

Otherwise, how could Guoba eat noodles that he has never seen before?

This side looks so weird.

Master Mao had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and then looked at the diners with a smile and said, "I don't know either. It's probably the child's fiddling with Xiangling. I'll ask later."

"OK."

Hearing Master Mao's words, the diner was taken aback, and then he didn't care.

He didn't really like noodles or anything, he was just curious as he watched Guoba eating something he had never seen before.

If it's delicious, Manmintang will definitely sell it.

There are too many dishes that Xiangling has fiddled with.

Once the taste is good, it will be sold in Wanmintang.

"Master Mao, here's a bowl of Dragon Beard Noodles."

Someone shouted: "Put more peppers."

"okay!"

Master Wan nodded, then smiled and got busy.

As time passed, the sky became darker and darker, and the diners of Wanmintang left one by one.

Looking at the darkened streets, Master Mao knew that it was time to close the doors.

Master Mao, who had just finished clearing the table, looked at Xiang Ling, who was still in the back kitchen, with a confused expression.