Ningxia followed Xiangling and was about to walk out of the port, many people who pulled the car came over and asked if they needed to pull the car service, Ningxia, who was not short of money, naturally didn't want to be tired of himself, so he waved his hand and asked for three cars, one for each of the three people, and the pot was held by Xiangling.

In this way, Ningxia, who lived in the modern era in the previous life, has been living in Ningxia, which is similar to the shogunate era of the small days, experienced the feeling of a rickshaw for the first time.

Pulled by the coachman, Ningxia watched the buildings in front of him slowly pass by, and for a moment he couldn't tell the past and present, the past and the present, the past and the present.

Wanmintang is not particularly far from the port, and it will arrive soon, and Ningxia will happily give the three coachmen the fee after getting off the bus.

Xiangling's father, Master Mao, was also waiting for Ningxia's arrival at the gate of Wanmin Hall early.

Master Mao looked at Ningxia in the car, because Xiangling told him in advance about the characteristics of Ningxia, which was very handsome and white.

So Master Mao recognized Ningxia, a handsome guy with little white face potential, at a glance.

"You're Master Ningxia, right? Welcome to Wanmin Church. Master Mao warmly greeted Ningxia into Wanmin Hall.

Although it was still a little short of dinner time, the seats in the Wanmin Hall were full early, and many people had already ordered the dishes and ate slowly.

"Hello, just call me Ningxia, Master Xiang." Ningxia replied.

"Huh? Xiangling didn't tell you? Our family name is Mao. Master Mao touched his head and said.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't ask, it's my fault." Ningxia replied embarrassedly.

"Hey! It's okay, it's okay, people who don't know much about my family don't know my family Xiangling's surname Mao. Master Mao waved his hand indifferently.

"Daddy! Now you should help Master Ningxia move the luggage in, and these things will be talked about later! Xiangling said, and helped Ningxia pick up the luggage.

"Come on! Master Ningxia, I'll take you to your room, and Kapachili, your room is next door to Master Ningxia! Xiangling enthusiastically introduced.

Wanmin Hall is a three-story building, the lowest floor is used for guests to eat, and the second floor is used to store the ingredients of his own Xiangling and Mao chef's room.

Ningxia and Kapachili's room is on the third floor, which is used to store some kitchen utensils and sundries, and Xiangling has already cleaned it.

Xiangling took Ningxia and Kapachili to the third floor, and took the two into the two rooms respectively.

Ningxia looked at the clean room, it can be seen that Xiangling is attentive to him, and the beds and bedding are almost all prepared for him, which is completely at the level of moving in with a bag.

Ningxia went to see Kapachili's room again, and it was not much different from Ningxia.

Then Xiangling said to Ningxia apologetically that her family's business peak was coming, so she had to go down to help for the time being.

After saying that, Xiangling went down, and Ningxia walked down the stairs to look at the bustling crowd on the first floor, even the pot that usually likes to steal food is carrying two plates and following the waiters to come and go between the tables.

Many regular customers will take advantage of the pot to touch the hairy head of the pot when they see the pot with a plate.

In the back kitchen, Master Xiangling Mao and several apprentices were already busy flying, Xiangling's attitude towards Ningxia was so good, Ningxia naturally wouldn't just watch it.

However, Ningxia also knew that he didn't understand Liyue's cuisine at all, and if he went up to help with the cooking, he would only smash the Wanmintang sign.

So Ningxia began to help them deliver food.

It's not difficult, each table is marked with the number one table, and the food that needs to be delivered is just a matter of delivery.

However, because of the terrifying passenger flow of Wanmintang and the crazy cooking speed of the kitchen, the requirements for the food delivery waiter are not only fast, but also stable, otherwise the dishes may be overturned if you turn around.

However, for Ningxia, who is very familiar with the body, it is as easy as walking.

Before you know it, the speed of food delivery in Ningxia has caught up with the speed of their cooking.

After surviving the three-hour rush hour, Master Mao and a group of apprentice waiters were already sitting on the floor without any image.

Even the pot that delivered food outside sat on a chair and ate spicy meat, resting in his nest.

Only Xiangling and Ningxia are better, especially Ningxia, there is no consumption at all, but Xiangling's body is still a little tired, sitting on the stool to rest.

"Thank you so much to Master Ningxia this time, otherwise today's food delivery speed will really not be able to catch up." Xiangling wiped the sweat from her forehead and thanked her.

"Is this the level of every day in your family?" Ningxia remembered the embarrassing flow of passengers.

"No, it's just that there are still three months to invite the Immortal Ceremony, and many places have taken vacations in advance, so our passenger flow is so large, and my father and a few junior brothers and sisters can usually cope with it." Xiangling explained,

"Immortal ceremony, please?"

"Don't you know? This is the day of the year when Liyue's Emperor arrives. Xiangling didn't see Ningxia very clearly, so she explained.

"Almost all of our departments in Liyue are personally supervised by Lord Yan, and inviting the Immortal Ceremony is the day when the old man personally comes down to comment on each department and plan for the next year."

Listening to Xiangling, Ningxia probably understood what the so-called Immortal Ceremony was.

However, it has nothing to do with Ningxia, he didn't come to Liyue for the Rock Emperor, and because the impression he had on him was a bit...

All in all, for Ningxia, this kind of thing that has to do with the official and the gods, unless it is a last resort, Ningxia doesn't want to touch it, he doesn't want to be involved, and the memory of Ningxia's overwork in the castle tower is vivid.

Later, after Xiangling recovered some strength, she enthusiastically took Ningxia to the kitchen, and she had a lot of questions about Ningxia's recipes.

Thanks to Ningxia's previous life, he loved to eat, so he knew a little about the food in various places, and in this life, his body senses have been enhanced, allowing him to have a more detailed understanding of the cooking aspects of food.

made Ningxia stunned, relying on the vague memory of his previous life, he wrote a half-memory and half-innovative cookbook.

The two had a real friendly exchange in the kitchen, and Xiangling, who was keen to create, made many innovations on the basis of Ningxia's recipes, although some are not suitable for human consumption, but there are also many places that make Ningxia amazing.

In this way, the two of them tried to make several new dishes in the kitchen, and our master Mao and his apprentices became experiments.

Since his daughter has been making continuous progress in dish innovation, Chef Mao's tongue has also been beaten for many years, and he has long been accustomed to all kinds of strange tastes.

However, Xiangling's innovation is only a little bit of a problem in taste, but there is no kind of horror that can make people directly face the truth of heaven.

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