Genshin Impact: I Sell Jars In Tivat Continent

He also heard about yesterday's news, but he didn't take it seriously.

"If it's fake, there's no reason for Master Ningguang and Master Keqing to open the jar."

Xiangling frowned: "Besides, Dad, you just said that there was a Qianyan army stationed in front of that small pot shop. This has never happened before. Obviously, that pot shop is not a lie, otherwise how could it be?" Are there Qianyan Army guarding there?"

"Forehead."

Hearing Xiang Ling's words, Master Mao was taken aback.

That's right, if it's fake, it doesn't make sense that Qianyan Army would appear there.

Moreover, Master Ningguang and Master Keqing also passed by, which fully demonstrated the extraordinary nature of that small jar shop.

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

After coming back now, after listening to Xiang Ling's words, he immediately felt that what Xiang Ling said made sense.

Would Liyue's Tian Quan Xing and Yu Heng Xing go to the jar shop to open jars simply because of gambling?

They even mobilized the Qianyan army to station in the past to maintain order.

The mobilization of the Qianyan army must be done according to orders.

Ordinarily, the Qianyan army is stationed in various official offices and some forbidden places in Liyue, and is also responsible for patrolling and patrolling the streets. It has never been stationed at the door of a business.

All this proves that that small pot shop is not simple, not ordinary, not ordinary!

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

Now that I think about it carefully, everything shows that the small pot shop is very mysterious.

"I heard from many diners yesterday that besides the God's Eye, there are other weird things in that pot shop. I didn't ask carefully."

At this time, Xiangling looked at her father and said seriously: "Since Master Ningguang and Master Keqing have spent the money in person, they must have gained something, because they said that Master Ningguang also went there yesterday gone."

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

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

"You are also familiar with Lord Tianquanxing, so why not go and ask yourself."

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

His daughter has the eyes of God, and she used to cook for Ningguang a lot, so her relationship with Ningguang is pretty good.

In addition, Wanmintang was almost bankrupt due to the competition from Licai and Yuecai. It was Tianquan Xingguang who invested behind the scenes to keep Wanmintang alive.

So Xiangling is quite familiar with Ningguang.

"Master Ningguang has a lot of things to do every day, even if I ask, I definitely don't have time to chat with me."

Hearing her father's words, Xiangling rolled her eyes: "I can only say hello when Master Ningguang comes to eat next time."

"By the way, Dad, you opened something, take it out and have a look, maybe it's something useful."

As she said that, Xiangling suddenly thought of the things her father had opened.

"right!"

Hearing Xiang Ling's words, Master Mao didn't dare to neglect him, and quickly took out the note.

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

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

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

He quickly opened the note.

There are only a few lines on the note.

Master Mao: "???"

What the hell.

Looking at these few lines, there are one name after another in the middle, so it looks like a recipe.

Master Mao just glanced at it and was not interested.

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

You know, my own Longxu noodles are the most famous, even Licai and Yuecai don't have Longxu noodles!

What kind of instant noodles are these, he is not interested at all.

"It seems to be a kind of noodle recipe. Forget it, it's meaningless. Our family's dragon beard noodles are very famous, and there is no other noodle that can compare."

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

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

"Well."

Seeing that her father left without interest, Xiang Ling looked at the note curiously.

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

It is a recipe for instant noodles.

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

The most famous of my own Wanmintang is Longxu Noodles.

Even the neighboring country has heard of it, and people who like to eat it will travel thousands of miles to eat it.

No wonder Dad wasn't interested.

But Dad is not interested, she is interested, she likes to discover all kinds of delicacies the most.

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

After all, this is what came out of that little jar shop.

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

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

"Forget it, let's try it first."

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

"Cracker, come, give me a hand."

For a while, Xiangling was in the back kitchen holding the rice dumpling, busily busy.

Seeing his busy daughter, Master Mao smiled.

He knows his daughter and likes to learn how to cook all kinds of dishes. Compared with him, he is better than blue in 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 special and weird dishes, the dishes for the general public 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 without knowing it, and batch after batch of diners from Wanmintang came.

until the evening.

The sky was getting darker, and the good times, even in the dark, seemed softer.

Liyue Wanjia lights up, one store after another is dotted with beautiful lanterns, blooming incomparably dazzling light at night, looking from a distance, it is 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 was a diner who just sat down to eat, and found that Xiangling was not in Wanmintang, and suddenly said in surprise: "I came here today just to eat the dishes made by Xiangling, has she run away from Liyue again?"

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

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

During this time, Xiangling has been in Wanmin Hall, and she saw it yesterday, why can't she see it today.

"no."

Hearing what the diner said, Master Mao shook his head and laughed: "This kid is tinkering with things in the back kitchen."

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

"Xiangling is going to study Xincai? What kind of food?"

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

They are very interested in Xiangling's new dishes.

"It's not a new dish."

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

"Lu, Lu......"

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

The bowl was filled with the instant noodles that ran away, and the crispy rice was eating mouthfuls happily.

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

Especially after Xiangling added a bunch of ingredients, the crispy rice was so happy.

"The crispy rice is also there."

Seeing the crispy rice coming out, some diners greeted with a smile.

They are very familiar with Guoba, they are with Xiangling, and they usually help in various ways at Wanmintang.

When Wanmintang is not busy, it will visit Liyue. Many people like this cute creature.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, someone found the noodle bowl in Guoba's hand, looked at Guoba eating noodles, and asked in surprise, "Master Mao, what kind of noodles does Guoba eat? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"kindness?"

Hearing this, Master Mao was taken aback, and quickly turned his head to look.

In the bowl of the crispy rice crust, there was a kind of noodle that he had never seen before. The crooked shape was a noodle he had never seen before.

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

This noodle, could it be that Xiangling made it according to that note?

Otherwise, how could the crispy rice eat noodles that he had never seen before?

This side looks so weird.

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

"OK."

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

He doesn't really like noodles or anything, he's just curious when he sees the crispy rice eating something he hasn't seen before.

If it is delicious, Manmintang will definitely sell it.

There are too many dishes that Xiangling cooked up.

Once it tastes good, it will be sold at Manmintang.

"Master Mao, here is a bowl of Longxu noodles."

Someone shouted: "Put more peppers."

"okay!"

Master Wan nodded, then smiled and went to work.

As time passed bit by bit, 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 door.

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