My frequent visitor is actually Liyue Qixing!

Tiantian: "The pancakes are very strong. I feel like I can take a few of them with me when I go on adventures. One piece can last a whole day."

Issei: "It's okay...GuluGulu..."

Ying'er: "Fortunately, I've never been to this boss's restaurant before."

Fry

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Qi: "That's all."

Zhongli: "..."

Although Lu Qingci didn't taste the first boss's food, he could tell by looking at the obvious black spot on Mr. Zhongli's forehead.

PS: Chapter 2 is here, good evening fellow travelers.

It seems that no one is paying attention to my little bounty, but it doesn’t matter, I will update it as usual!

Ask for a ticket~

022-You are so tough-talking, why don’t you talk about storytelling?

The boss was obviously a little angry and wanted to say something, but looking at so many people around him, he opened his mouth several times but did not say anything.

But even if he didn't have an attack on the spot, the onlookers would naturally know that his cooking skills were average and the ingredients were average.

The instigator shook his head at him and brought up his share of Mora meat.

Tian Tiezui: "It's not bad, I can repurchase it."

Ying'er: "The taste is quite good, but it's a pity that it's a little cold."

Yicheng: "It's delicious, gulu gulu..."

Tiantian: "It's okay to have something to eat while taking a break during the mission."

Dongsheng: "The ingredients are obviously fresher, but they are only average."

Fletcher: "Looking at how loud you are, I didn't expect it to be that much."

Zhongli: "..."

Lu Qingci watched helplessly as Mr. Zhongli rinsed his mouth quietly for the second time.

It seems that in addition to being a gourmet, Mr. Zhongli is also a highly cultivated person.

But it’s normal for Mr. Zhongli to think that this person’s food is not delicious.

While waiting just now, Lu Qingci went to observe the three chefs participating in the competition.

The first one is obviously a foil within a foil, even the knife is very dull.

Lu Qingci watched helplessly as he used a knife to cut the soft pork belly, but it took him several times to cut it open.

The ingredients also looked like they had been stored for a long time, and the apples were wilted.

Compared to the first one, the second one who took the lead in shouting was more powerful. He had excellent control over the knife skills, heat, and ingredients.

If he met a young guy who had just opened a restaurant and didn't know how to cook, then he would probably win.

But the people competing with him were himself and Miss Xiangling.

Compared to the two 'laymen', Miss Xiangling is more proficient and at ease.

As she was cutting the meat, she could clearly smell the aroma coming from her side, and Mr. Zhongli's familiar appearance with her could tell that this Miss Xiangling was very capable.

Seeing Lu Qingci thinking about something on the spot, Xiangling smiled and said, "Mr. Lu Qingci, I will take the first step."

He divided his Mora meat into seven even pieces and placed them in front of everyone.

At this time, the onlookers stretched their necks and looked this way, fearing that they would miss anything.

Tian Tiezui: "This taste and aroma are amazing!"

Tiantian: "As expected of Miss Xiangling's craftsmanship, go and have a portion when you can reward yourself."

Ying'er: "It's a pity that I'm at work when Miss Xiangling is on duty, otherwise I would have to guard her every day."

Issei: "It's so delicious, so delicious...Gulu gulu"

Dongsheng: "Both the ingredients and the taste are so satisfying, I completely forgot about the unpleasantness of the stale ingredients."

Fletcher: "It's a really punchy flavor."

Zhongli: "Miss Xiangling's craftsmanship is as good as ever. Today's trip to Qingyunzhai is worth it."

Xiangling happily accepted the compliments from the judges, but when she heard Mr. Zhongli’s words, she felt something strange, but she couldn’t tell where it was.

Forget it, it’s just a compliment after all!

After hearing the completely different comments, the first chef was already a little panicked. He looked at the second chef who was leading the trouble, but the second chef was obviously not panicked.

He knew early on that Miss Xiangling's cooking skills were much better than his, but so what, he wasn't competing with Miss Xiangling.

He was even very happy to see Miss Xiangling win. Miss Xiangling was not from his side.

In short, if there is anyone in this world who cooks better food than Lu Qingci, who thinks he is arrogant, then he will have to admit that he is not good enough and obediently lower the price.

After eating Miss Xiangling's cooking, everyone no longer wanted to continue tasting it. After all, in their eyes, Miss Xiangling's cooking skills were the pinnacle.

But when they finally saw what Lu Qingci brought over, they all studied the little sheep's head on it with great curiosity. Only something flashed in Zhongli's eyes, but it didn't reveal anything.

The next second, Lu Qingci raised the knife and divided the mola meat into seven equal parts.

At this time, they suddenly smelled a very powerful aroma,

I thought that the aroma I just smelled was Miss Xiangling’s cooking, but I didn’t expect to smell it in front of this mola meat.

The juice exudes a sparkling color, and the aroma comes to your face.

The saliva secreted crazily regardless of the owner's obstruction, running around in the pink mouth without caring about the public occasion.

Open your mouth and bite into it. The noodles are crispy and then soft. The meat soup jumps between your lips and teeth desperately. The soft pork belly is not greasy at all, but leaves a fragrant aroma in your mouth.

I had eaten several portions of Mora meat earlier but my hunger was still not full, and my hunger was suddenly amplified.

"Mr. Lu Qingci, your mola meat smells...

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It feels like "crack--"! "

"Crack?" Lu Qingci was a little confused, but looking at the empty plate, Lu Qingci suddenly realized the general meaning of the word, so he smiled and said, "I probably understand what this crack is."

Tian Tiezui: "Although I don't know what the crackling in Miss Xiangling's mouth means, this is the most delicious mola meat I have ever eaten in my life. I will write Boss Lu's mola meat into the storytelling!"

Ying'er: "I thought it would be difficult to have Miss Xiangling on duty in the future. It seems that I will have to visit Qingyunzhai in the middle of the night. Boss Lu...wait for me at midnight~"

Dongsheng: "Is this the food you bought from me? No, Boss Lu, the taste of this food is obviously many times higher than the quality I sent you a few days ago! Did you go to someone else's house behind my back to buy the food?" ?”

Tiantian: "Boss Lu, are you interested in joining our Adventurers Association? I will do all your tasks and give you all the benefits. You only need to take care of the food!"

Issei: "It's so delicious that I almost swallowed my tongue. It seems that I can't come to this street when I'm on duty in the future, otherwise I'll be even hungrier when I see the boss... Gulu gulu..."

Fletcher: "Yes, this is the Mora meat I want. The seasoning does not cover up the original taste of the food. I must bring my brother over to try it!"

Zhongli: “Although I have tasted Boss Lu’s cooking once, I will still be amazed when I try it again.”

"It's a pity that I didn't take a bite from the judges' mouths just now." Xiang Ling looked at the bare plate with regret.

Seeing the judges' unanimous praise, the leader was a little unhappy. He even glanced at Lu Qingci and wanted to add some ingredients to Lu Qingci's salad.

But Lu Qingci's dishes were all behind the counter. It would be too obvious if he went directly there, so he could only say stiffly: "There are also salads."

The ending of the salad can be seen at a glance. The first chef and the second chef once again received negative reviews, but they still insisted that they were good chefs and used fresh ingredients.

Even Tian Tiezui had already begun to persuade the two of them to talk about storytelling so harshly, what to cook?

PS: Good afternoon fellow travelers, I can no longer survive in Mondstadt. I am so poor that the emergency food next to me is already trying to eat me. Can anyone give me some recommendation tickets to buy some dragon beard noodles? Woo woo

023-Please accept me!I heard you were beaten?

The undoubted victory also made the people present sigh.

Lu Qingci, who thought he would definitely lose, had no joy of victory at this time. Instead, he still smiled faintly, as if his victory had been expected for a long time.

Under the eyes of everyone, the two troublemaking bosses were also taken for questioning by Qianyan Jun Yisheng. He suspected that the other party was instigated to cause trouble, and would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.

Before leaving, he smiled naively at Lu Qingci and said that he would save some money and come over for a feast next time.

The remaining people gradually dispersed. Although it can be seen from the descriptions of several temporary judges that Qing Yunzhai's food is indeed delicious, the price is not something you can eat casually.

Some are thinking about leaving some money at the end of the month to eat here, and some are thinking about their wives and children at home, and thinking about coming over for a meal when they have time.

Only a few judges who had tasted it bought some food, but everyone except Mr. Zhongli took them away. After all, it was not late yet, and they could do more business now when they went back.

After the competition, Lu Qingci originally thought that he could catch up on some sleep while it was still dark, but it was rare that there was so much business, so he felt completely sleepy and went back to the open kitchen to prepare the dishes that everyone wanted to take away.

It wasn't until Mr. Zhongli's food was ready that Lu Qingci noticed that there was still a figure standing by, looking at him without blinking.

"Miss Xiangling, do you want to stay for dinner?" Lu Qingci said in a gentle tone.

"Okay... No, no, I'm here to become a disciple." Xiang Ling quickly stepped forward and held Lu Qingci's hand with both hands, and said piously: "The great Mr. Lu Qingci, please accept me as your disciple. Bar!"

Lu Qingci: "?"

Zhongli: "Chew——"

Under Xiangling's expectant gaze, Lu Qingci couldn't help but speak. He said, "Did Miss Xiangling misunderstand something?

Although I am slightly better, I am not much better than Miss Xiangling.

Maybe I just got lucky today. "

Lu Qingci said as tactfully as possible, he couldn't say that he was purely talented and had nothing to teach. Even if he cooked it badly, it would be delicious, and he was too poor to raise another apprentice!

"No, Mr. Lu Qingci, please stop being modest." Xiang Ling shook her head and said, "I just had a bite of the salad made by Mr. Lu Qingci.

Although it is just a simple salad, it contains things that I will never be able to learn on my own in this life!

They seem similar, but in fact they are vastly different! "

"Miss Xiangling, it's really..."

"I know the rules of being an apprentice. Washing vegetables, chopping vegetables, washing dishes, handling ingredients, cleaning... I can do anything!" Xiangling clasped her hands together and shouted: "Please accept me!"

When Lu Qingci saw this, he could only say bluntly: "Miss Xiangling, I don't accept disciples."

"It doesn't matter, the three feet of ice won't last in a day. I'll come here every day, and you will definitely accept me one day!"

Some weird ways to use proverbs...

Lu Qingci was a little moved by the girl's slowly losing energy, but

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It's just a little bit moved.

During this period, there were two guests who came to take food. While Lu Qingci was cooking, Xiangling was still watching. Lu Qingci did not hide anything from her, so he left her alone and even poured her a glass. water,

But Xiangling thought that Lu Qingci acknowledged her by not chasing her away directly, so she called her master without caring about Lu Qingci's helpless look.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that Xiangling waved her hand and said, "Goodbye, Master, and Goodbye, Mr. Zhongli!"

Looking at the girl's leaving figure, Lu Qingci originally wanted to remind her that there was a pervert nearby, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no longer a pervert since then.

It probably started on the day when I went to put up the flyers. It was also the first time Mr. Zhongli came to eat.

Could it be that the pervert gave up when he realized that besides beautiful girls with good figures, there were also men among the customers in his store?

It's not impossible. After all, perverts who only dare to be gentlemen and don't dare to talk to someone like a normal man are generally very bully and afraid of the tough. They will immediately change their targets when they know they can't take action.

When Lu Qingci treated this moment as a casual conversation with Mr. Zhongli, Mr. Zhongli also nodded in agreement.

But for some reason, Mr. Zhongli didn’t chat with me until dawn today. Instead, he finished eating early and left. This was not like Mr. Zhongli’s style at all.

This time the bill was still sent to the Purity Hall.

Not far after Zhongli walked out of the restaurant, he felt the figure behind him. He only said: "There is no need to keep an eye on Qing Yunzhai from now on. Although Mr. Lu is an ordinary person, he is open-minded and transparent and is not a bad person."

The ears and eyes behind him just said yes and left for the next place.