God of Cooking Tavern in Genshin World

"Ok?"

Ying's Paimeng frowned, realizing that something was wrong, and unconsciously let out a moan from the tip of his nose.

For her who has been in various restaurants in Mond City with Ying, who is not short of Mora, she has eaten a lot of dishes, and she is very clear about how difficult it is for noodles and sauce dishes to be as delicious as this. .

At least the sauced noodles she has eaten so far are either too dry and hard to swallow, or the taste of the sauce is too greasy, making her feel sick after eating. In short, none of the sauced noodles she has tasted is "Pimon" , extremely unpalatable.

But now... Just smelling the aroma of noodles, tomatoes and lemons has inexplicably touched her food addiction, like soaking in a hot spring in a snowy day, her whole body is wrapped in an inexplicable warmth.

"Gudu..." He said no, but Paimon's body was indeed becoming more and more honest. He was at the mercy of Luo people's cooking, and he was doing what he wanted. Strands of noodles turned into ropes and entwined towards her every day. An inch of skin stretched towards her neck and earlobe.

The noodles are perfectly covered with a layer of just the right amount of tomato sauce, and the light golden color emanates from the silver plate, just like the treasure of a dragon!

"Just take a sip, I'll take a sip..." Blushing appeared on her fair cheeks, and she picked up the polished knife and fork by mistake, stirring up a few strands of noodles, and suddenly, a faint scent of lemon came out It exploded and overflowed the tip of her nose.

The Luoren couldn't help laughing when he saw that his noisy Pymon suddenly tasted his cooking like a good girl, it was an affirmation of him.

If it was yesterday, the pasta he made might have amazed this Paimon, but it definitely wouldn't impress her like it does now.

After a night of hard work, he has also grown up, and together with his Paimeng, he will go one step further to the position of the God of Cooking in the future, he secretly made up his mind.

"Oh, what's the matter, emergency food? Why are you suddenly silent?" Wendy lightly covered her mouth and joked.

Ying's Paimon didn't have time to pay attention to Wendy, as if she had eaten the delicacies of heaven, she kept stuffing pasta into her small mouth, and swallowed it without even caring about chewing until the silver plate was empty.

Seeing Paimon like this, Wendy's smile became even more intense.

"You should say something at least, or I'll compose a poem for you☆"

"I like you to be still, as if you were far away. As if you were lamenting, and butterflies cooing like doves. You listen to me from afar, and my voice does not reach you: let me be quiet in your silence. Let I speak to your silence, which is as bright as a lamp, as simple as a ring..."

However, Paimon ignored the "Great Onmyoji" Wendy. She looked at the silver plate and sighed deeply, feeling lost, clutching her trouser legs with both hands, lowered her head, and said nothing for a long time.

"Paimon, can't you eat such a dish?" Ying was in a daze, her silver plate was empty, only a little bit of tomato sauce remained, and finally came to a conclusion, that is, "this dish should only exist in the sky, not on earth." It’s rare to hear it.”

But Paimon seemed unhappy after eating, so she asked with concern.

"No..." Paimon raised his head and said with great reluctance, "I lost."

Her eyes were fixed, and although she was admitting her mistake, she turned her head to Wendy and hummed unquestionably: "But, I'm not giving in to you, a singer."

"Okay, okay." Wendy was neither tepid nor annoyed, but showed a bit of cunning. She had already predicted what would happen next.

"Shop Manager, another serving!" Paimon waved his hand solemnly.

"Shop Manager, please give me another serving." There was a little more eagerness on Ying's indifferent cheeks.

"Puchi." Seeing the reaction of the two, Wendy finally couldn't hold back her smile, and laughed like a child.

Chapter 13 Chapter 13, I am also the wind god Barbatos

Seeing Wendy smiling slyly, Ying was a little puzzled and didn't know what to say, so she tilted her head and pondered for a while.

Suddenly, a refreshing scent of lemon swirled around her neck like strands of silk, and the warmth spread throughout her body at the same time. The surroundings seemed dreamy like angels raving, and the slightly tired body Under the action of this warm current, the situation recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it began to flow.

There was a strange look in her orange eyes, feeling the changes in her body, and she almost understood what Wendy was talking about.

The cuisines on the Tivat Continent compete with each other, and there are not a few dishes that can obviously heal the body. However, after eating half of Mond City in the past few days, it is the first time for her to feel such a surge of pure life energy.

This kind of healing effect is more than a hundred times that of the same dish, and at present, there is no side effect at all, and all kinds of obvious and hidden injuries left by the battle can be cleared up in an instant.

However, this kind of nourishing food for the body should not be eaten too much. It will probably take several hours to digest after a meal, otherwise it will be too much.

"Really, Wendy is good or bad..." She thought to herself, puffing her cheeks softly.

In the current store, only Ying's Pymon is left, which is an outsider.

"Hey! Singer, what are you laughing at?" Paimon said dissatisfied with his hips akimbo.

"I remember, happy things." Wendy couldn't help but continued to laugh, her emerald green eyes couldn't hide her slyness, and she plucked happy notes on the strings.

"What are you happy about?"

"I am Barbatos the Wind God"

After Wendy finished speaking, the other Paimon who was waiting by the side couldn't help laughing.

Ying's Paimon trembled, and then turned to point at Luoren's Paimon who was covering his mouth and giggling.

"Fake Paimon, what are you laughing at?"

"I am also Barbatos the wind god"

After Paimon from the Luo people finished speaking, Wendy who had calmed down began to laugh again.

Ying's Paimon continued to put his hands on his hips, and said in an annoyed coquettish voice, "Are you all Barbatos, the wind god?"

Wendy smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

There is a cheerful air in the shop.

"Ah, no, she is Barbatos, the wind god, and I am Barbatos, one of the demon gods of Solomon." Paimon from the Luo people coughed and explained with a smile.

"You guys, that's too much, and there's a limit to lying! I'll ignore you, shop manager, and serve the food!" Ying's Paimon whimpered and turned his head away.

"That...for the sake of your health, three meals a day, each meal is limited to one plate of tomato sauce noodles." Paimeng from the Luo people finally remembered her job, tidied up her clothes, and said quite solemnly.

"Hey, fake Paimon, don't try to deceive me. I won't listen to your nonsense, store manager, let's have another order, tomato sauce noodles, tomato sauce noodles!" Touching the table, there was a 'pop' sound.

"I'm just telling the truth. If there are new dishes in the future, you can order more. Different dishes will supplement in different directions, so the effects will not conflict."

Paimeng from the Luo people shook his head, as if he was helpless when he met a naughty elementary school student, "Also, the torreya wood table is still relatively fragile, if you pat it hard, it will fall apart. It's really worrying."

"Really? I don't believe it." Paimon cast his eyes on Luo Ren, trying to get different answers from him.

"Well, that's true." Luo Ren raised his head and said flatly after quickly recording the deficiencies when he just made the pasta in the notes on his knees.

Although it's a bit cruel to say that to my Pymon, but he doesn't want my Pymon to eat too much and eat too much, and I don't want her to be angry like a she-cat in heat and pat the torreya table rotten.

Ying's Paimeng froze in place, and then puffed up his mouth: "But it's rare that I think the noodles you cook are delicious! You treat me like this!"

Although Ying's Paimeng is also very cute, the Luo people still shook their heads: "You can have breakfast tomorrow, you should almost feel the warmth in your stomach right now, you have to digest the energy first.

Ying's Pimeng blinked his eyes, and found that his abdomen was warm and indescribably comfortable, but it would be too much to succumb to this fake Pimeng...

"Oh... What a disappointment! What a broken shop! You won't even be allowed to order food!" Ying's Paimeng felt a little unable to get down the steps, his face was ashamed, and he could only endure the burning pain on his cheek. Touching Ying's bright wrist, "Ying, let's go, don't come to this restaurant to eat!"

"Eh...?! Actually, it doesn't matter if you come tomorrow..."

"Hmph, I, Paimon, do what I say!" After finishing speaking, Ying was dragged to the door by the angry Paimon, opened the door and rushed out.

"Really, Paimon, you are so arrogant!" At this time, Wendy also stood up, folded her hands at Luoren and Luoren's Paimeng, smiled "apologetically", and then followed in the closed The wooden door left the tavern together.

In the tavern, Luo Ren could still hear Wendy's voice intermittently—"I will come back again, Luo Ren-jun, your cooking is delicious!"

.......

The store became quiet again, only the faint sound of air-conditioning blowing out.

"It's finally quiet." Luo Ren sat back on the recliner and continued to reflect on the details of making pasta. He didn't forget to make miraculous pasta in the past few days.

"That Paimon is really interesting." Paimon covered his mouth and smirked.

"By the way, master." She suddenly thought of something and said.

"what happened?"

"Today is the second day, and the pasta has only sold four copies..." She touched her pink cheeks worriedly. The proprietress of the store's profit and loss.

"You don't have to worry about this." Luo Ren still said calmly.

"That's it..." Paimon was still a little worried and wanted to do something for her master, but she found that besides being a waiter serving tea and water, she could only help the master with housework.

'If the task fails, the owner will have no money, if there is no money, he will be hungry, if he is hungry, he will starve to death, and before he dies, I will be used as a reserve food, um... Although I am a little excited when I think about it, but I still hope to be by my master's side for the rest of my life...'

Her heart was tangled, and suddenly——

bell bell bell.

The wind chime hanging on the wooden door rang again.

She immediately put aside her complicated thoughts, flew into the air, and stared at the person coming.

'Well, you must be an elegant waiter this time! She secretly made up her mind, but she still couldn't help being a little stunned when she saw that the guest who came in was not a human being but a fat crow.

This crow has soft lavender fur and a faint golden light all over its body. Its eyes are not dull like ordinary birds, but full of spirituality. When it spreads its wings, there is a purple smear, just like the demon king's city. The purple night lights are as gorgeous.

woohoo...

It flapped its wings and landed lightly on a table. Under Paimon's dull gaze, it actually said, "Have some ketchup noodles."

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Chapter 14 Chapter 14 "Shatter Reality!"

"Okay, the price for one serving of tomato sauce noodles is on the menu. If Mr. Crow thinks it's appropriate, we'll start making it." After a while, Paimon came back to his senses and placed the cutlery, lemonade and menu on the dining table .

The crow spread its wide wings, with a calm face and torching eyes, and gently picked up a page of the menu made of precious leather with a feather on its wing. As the notice board said, there was only tomato sauce noodles on the menu. vegetable.

"Well, 128 Mora, it's much more expensive than the high-end restaurants in the city, and the interior decoration is almost up to the standard, so let's see if your food can move people." Crow said in a calm and deep voice.

"Okay." Paimon quickly made a note in the small notebook, then flew to the counter, tore off the list and handed it to Luo Ren.

Although the tavern is still deserted and there are not many people coming, the Luo people feel that the necessary management order is still necessary, otherwise it will easily lead to an unorganized chaos.

After reading the list, Luo Ren nodded, and then glanced at the crow. It always seemed familiar, and it should have appeared in the game, but his memory was limited, and he couldn't remember it.

After ordering, the crow stood upright on the chair like an English gentleman. Birds like to move, but it was extremely quiet.

After a few glances but no results, the Luo people started to make pasta.

In fact, the crow seemed to be quiet at this time, but was actually depressed. It looked at the pedestrians coming and going in the evening outside the window, feeling a little melancholy.

It is the familiar of the investigator Fischl who is known as the "Prince of Conviction".