I am a male god in Liyue

"Although I am an immortal, there is nothing noble about me. I just live longer than the rest of the world. It is not an honor."

Xia Zhi smiled, feeling more and more that this Immortal from Gechenlang City had no airs and really looked like a kind old lady with a good personality.

"We are going to have dinner at Wanmin Hall. Do you want Grandma Ping and Yaoyao to go with us?"

Naturally, the little girl wanted to go with her eldest brother, because the [Baoshan Feilong Hotpot] made by her eldest brother at noon yesterday was so delicious. Maybe he will make it again tonight. I really want to eat it!

But she resisted the urge to agree directly, and instead looked at the master expectantly.

The little girl is so cute and well-behaved.

Grandma Ping touched Yaoyao's head and said with a smile: "That's fine, it will be more lively if there are more people."

A happy smile appeared on Yaoyao's face: "Great! Let's go!"

Grandma Ping nodded, picked up the two food boxes filled with moon cakes on the table, and with a flash of light in her hands, the two food boxes disappeared.

Zhuzi looked at him in shock: "Huh? He disappeared!"

Xia Zhi asked clearly, "What disappeared?"

"Boss, those two food boxes suddenly disappeared!"

"Ok?"

Grandma Ping said with a smile: "It's not that it's gone, it's that I put it away."

Zhuzi was curious: "Packed it away? Where did it go?"

"Another place."

"Where is the other place?"

"I used the power of [Exterior Scenery] to create a small world."

"Amazing!"

Xia Zhi couldn't help but be startled when he heard this.

Isn’t this talking about my inventory?

So you have one too?

Chapter 99 Zhenjun begins to doubt life

When they arrived at Wanmin Hall, Xiangling saw Grandma Ping's figure from a distance and quickly ran over to greet her: "Master! You are here!"

Grandma Ping nodded and said with a smile: "Well, Yaoyao and I just went to visit Mr. Xia. It happened to be dinner time, so we came over to eat together and see you by the way."

"Master came just in time. I have been studying new dishes for the cooking competition these two days. Master is very knowledgeable and gave me some advice!"

"it is good."

Entering Wanmin Hall, we found a larger table and the five of us sat down together.

Xiangling stood at the table and asked: "Besides Baoshan Feilong Hot Pot, what else do you want to eat?"

Xia Zhi said politely: "Grandma Ping, please have some, I don't have any taboos."

Zhuzi immediately followed and said: "Me too, I can eat them all."

Shen He and Yaoyao both nodded.

Grandma Ping smiled and said: "Then let me order some, one portion of crab roe tofu, one portion of pickled fresh food, one portion..."

After ordering the food, Xiangling left.

Xia Zhi looked at the [6%] platinum progress bar on Grandma Ping, and silently thought about how to fill it up.

Judging from the juice she drank in the store in the afternoon, although she thought the juice was delicious, she was not ready to come to the store to drink it every day.

She should only come for a drink once in a while when the thought strikes her.

Although Grandma Ping has the status of a mortal, she lives over at Yujing Terrace, and it is difficult for him to visit her door often unless there is a suitable reason.

For example, Yaoyao who lives with her...

Or, use a more stable way to brush progress.

For example, feeding...

As soon as Xia Zhi thought about this, he suddenly thought of something strange.

Yesterday at noon, he gave Xiangling a box of mooncakes, but Guo Ba secretly ate them all, and then the progress bar went up by [5%].

Yesterday afternoon he gave Yaoyao a box of mooncakes. Yaoyao took it home and gave it to her master.Logically speaking, Grandma Ping ate the mooncakes he made, which was considered a "feeding". The progress bar on her body should have increased a little.

But when he saw Grandma Ping for the first time at the door of the store this afternoon, the platinum progress bar on her body was [0%].

The difference is strange.

It seems that only after he has seen the other party and "observed" the progress bar on the other party, the progress bar on the other party will start to move.

Everyone chatted for a while, mainly listening to Grandma Ping tell interesting stories about Xiangling's childhood. Xia Zhi said a few words at the right time and reached Grandma Ping's [1%] progress bar.

Now it's [7%], not even one-tenth, and it's still far from full.

"The dishes are here!"

Xiangling came over, put a casserole on the table, and opened the lid.

A strong and delicious smell spurted out along with the white steam.

"The [Baoshan Feilong Hot Pot] has been improved according to Mr. Xia's suggestions at noon! Please try it!"

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and tasted it.

Xiangling asked expectantly: "How is it?"

Grandma Ping nodded and said with approval: "It's very delicious."

This was what she said sincerely. The pot of delicacies and seafood in front of her was perfectly blended together. It was so much better than the delicacies from Liuliting and the seafood from Xinyuexuan.

Judging from her rich experience in cooking for many years, this dish is definitely safe to use in cooking competitions.

Grandma Ping looked at the other people at the table.

Zhuzi nodded solemnly: "It's delicious."

There is no sincerity.

Shen He said calmly: "It's delicious."

There is even less sincerity.

Yaoyao tried her best to pretend to be delicious: "It's delicious!"

It's a pity that the little girl doesn't pretend to be very similar.

No, what on earth did you eat yesterday?So picky?

Grandma Ping couldn't help being silent for a moment and looked at Xia Zhi.

Although the mooncakes he made were delicious, in her opinion, the taste of this casserole was already extreme. Even if someone else made it, it would still taste like this, right?

Xia Zhi was still tasting it carefully.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and told what he had analyzed through [Culinary Mastery].

"The mushrooms were soaked for a little longer, and the timing of adding salt to the soup was wrong. It was too early, and the slime condensate was added a little less, resulting in a taste of the soup..."

Xiang Ling wrote down her mistakes seriously.

"Thank you, Mr. Xia, for your advice!"

"fine."

"Then I'll get to work first!"

"Ah."

Grandma Ping looked at Xiang Ling's back and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Xia, is this how you taught Xiang Ling before?"

"Yes."

"This method is a bit..."

"Some what?"

"……too professional."

Grandma Ping thought for a moment before she said such a word.

This was the only word she could think of to describe the scene just now.

He obviously didn't see Xiangling's cooking process, but he seemed to see all the details of Xiangling's cooking from beginning to end.

Grandma Ping couldn't help but glance at his eyes covered by glasses.

What is lost must be gained. Perhaps it is precisely because of the loss of vision that he has such a keen sense of taste.

"It's just a little trail, not worth mentioning in front of you."

"No, even I can't give guidance to Xiang Ling like you just did. After all, immortals are not good at everything."

"There must be immortals who are good at cooking."

"There once was a demon who was born from the sparks struck by the collision of stones. He was in charge of fires and people's livelihood. He was a demon who loved humans. He was called the demon of stoves by the world. But later..."

"What happened after that?"

"These are all dusty past events, so don't mention them."

Grandma Ping stopped talking with a smile and turned to look in the direction of the kitchen of Wanmin Hall, directly arousing the curiosity of the people at the table.

What kind of evil sense does this immortal have!

Xia Zhi felt helpless, shook his head and picked up the spoon.

"Everyone, eat quickly. The casserole tastes best when it's hot. It doesn't taste good when it's cold."

"If it's made by the boss, it should be delicious even when it's cold, right?"

"I do not know."

"Doesn't the boss know either?"

"Well, I made this recipe based on Miss Xiangling's inspiration. I have never made it before."

"Big brother is so awesome, it tastes so delicious the first time I make it!"

"Yao Yao still want to eat?"

"I want to eat it, but Yaoyao also wants Master to taste the delicious taste that Yaoyao had yesterday."

Xia Zhi laughed out loud: "That's it."

Yaoyao is really a filial little girl.

You can't help but love it.

It's a pity that she already has a master.

“The crab roe tofu is here! There’s also pickled pork!”

At this time Xiangling came over and placed two plates of hot dishes on the table.

Xia Zhi turned to her and asked, "Miss Xiangling, are you busy in the kitchen now?"

"Fortunately, it's not dark yet, so there aren't many guests coming to eat. Is this what Mr. Xia is asking?"

"I want to borrow your kitchen and make a [Baoshan Feilong Hot Pot] like I did at noon yesterday, but I don't know if it will work..."

"Okay! Of course! Mr. Xia, please!"

Xiangling was so pleasantly surprised that she almost came over to pull him away.

Xia Zhi stood up, looked at Shen He who was about to stand up with him, and said, "You don't have to come here to avoid being crowded. You saw it yesterday, and the kitchen is not dangerous for me."

Shen He thought for a moment and sat down silently: "Okay."

Xia Zhi followed Xiang Ling to the kitchen. It didn't matter whether he checked Grandma Ping's progress bar or not. He mainly didn't want to disappoint the little girl.

At the table, Zhuzi and Yaoyao were not interested in eating at all. They just stared longingly in the direction of the kitchen, smacking their lips from time to time.

Grandma Ping found it interesting, but she also had expectations for Xia Zhi's cooking.