National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

"System, tell me the truth."

[Ding, what do you mean by host? 〕

"How do you put things on the shelves at Guoyun Mall? I won't ask any more questions. Do you know how much of my Mora is left now?"

It is known that the three gods of Teyvat add up to less than one mola.

If he gives his Mora to Wendy for safekeeping, will there really be any more?

In the real Teyvat continent, Mora cannot be obtained by hoeing the ground. In this case, the chance of obtaining Mora is about the same as picking up money on the road.

Therefore, Jiang Yuan earned many digits of mola bit by bit.

For example, helping the residents of Teyvat, singing with Wendy, working for Diluc, Ningguang, Shenli and others...

Occasionally, I follow Xiangling to help deliver food at Wanmintang to earn a salary, and sometimes I go to Yidou to find a job together...

He wanted to learn from other time-travelers to create something and become a great writer. Jiang Yuan's writing skills were worse than his father's, so he could only come up with various ideas for Xingqiu and let him write them out and get a share.

Wait, is there something in the last paragraph that shouldn't appear in the text? Forget it, we don't care about it.

All in all, the Maura in Jiang Yuan's backpack was all his hard-earned money.

It's not impossible to want Huamora.

Wendy, Wendy, as long as you really do what I asked you to do, it's absolutely fine to spend my money on buying wine, but... if it's not completed, don't blame me for being rude!

Well, it should be feasible to use the bartending method from another world to discuss with Diluc not to give Wendy wine?

Jiang Yuan thought in his mind, and bought more than half of all the flour in the mall, selling it to all the Chinese contestants at the lowest price of 1 game currency.

In fact, Wendy is a measured person. Jiang Yuan thought carefully and felt that the other party would not spend his money casually.

……

When Jiang Yuan came to his senses, there were large and small odd-shaped dumplings on the small table in front of Jiang Yuan.

They come from the hands of Zhang Daocheng, Zhao Bingxia and Paimeng respectively.

The most unique ones are those of Paimeng and Zhang Daocheng.

Paimeng persuaded Zhang Daocheng to get some dumpling fillings from other materials and use the juice of a certain fruit to make dumpling wrappers of other colors.

But the color is really not very beautiful. Not only does it look unappetizing, but it also looks poisonous.

Zhao Bingxia did not interfere with their "creation" and just wrapped her own dumplings.

Well, the attitude is very serious and the movements look very skillful.

It was on the chopping board that belonged to her. The weird shape of the dumplings was more exaggerated than the ones made by Paimeng and Zhang Daocheng.

So why would someone make dumplings so seriously and be able to make them into indescribable shapes?

Fortunately, chef Jiang Yuan personally mixed the noodles and mixed the fillings. Otherwise, with Zhao Bingxia's unique talent, maybe he could try to see if he could use it to attack wild monsters.

Jiang Yuan looked helplessly at the dumplings clearly divided into three pieces on the chopping board.

The ones that are flashy and may be the work of Paimeng and Zhang Daocheng, the ones that are indescribable and frightening are Zhao Bingxia's "masterpieces", and the ones that look plump and cute like gold ingots are his.

People next to me glance here from time to time, their eyes full of expectation.

Co-author Are you ready to eat the dumplings I made and start to let yourself go?

Jiang Yuan put down the last dumpling he had just made, figuring it would be enough for himself.

He announced his decision grimly to looks that asked him why he didn't continue.

"You can make the dumplings yourself and eat them yourself. You can leave the cooking to me and I will separate the dumplings."

"Ah! No!"

……

When it got completely dark, everyone still ate the dumplings made by Jiang Yuan.

After all, you can’t watch your teammates die because they ate something they shouldn’t during the Chinese New Year, right?

Jiang Yuan did cook the dumplings separately.

Zhang Daocheng and Paimeng's work barely maintained its shape after being put into the pot, but it dyed the water a strange orange color.

It's the color of dumpling wrappers.

And what Zhao Bingxia made...let's call it "dumplings" was quickly mixed into the water when it was put into the water, forming a pot of unknown turbidity that made the contestants, Paimon, and the audience watching the live broadcast room fall into silence. Thick liquid.

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The dining table this time is a large round dark red table that Zhang Daocheng specially purchased in the mall. The price is as high as 500 game coins.

He claimed that he bought it to fit in with the current New Year atmosphere.

Paimon thought what he said made sense.

Jiang Yuan and Zhao Bingxia reluctantly agreed.

At this moment, the lights outside Jiang Yuan's small courtyard were on, and red lanterns were hung around them.

The overall look is indeed very festive.

The three people present, including Paimon, were sitting in their own chairs, with a cup each placed on the table in front of them.

The contestants' cups were filled with wine provided by Jiang Yuan - but it turns out he didn't give all of it to Wendy to take away.

The Paimon Cup contains juice squeezed from some kind of fruit.

Jiang Yuan's cooking skills are expected to be good, and he put them to good use today, with various dishes filling the entire table.

He raised his glass.

"In the new year, we will continue to work hard and pass the national games. Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

The other two and Paimon raised their wine glasses at the same time, and the clear sound of the glasses clinking was heard.

"cheers!"

At the same time, there was a sound of fireworks exploding from a place far away from here.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also said the same thing.

"Happy New Year, friends!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Congratulations on getting the rich red envelope!"

"Happy New Year! It doesn't matter if it's a red envelope or not, I just want to taste the dumplings made by Brother Jiang!"

"Happy New Year! Me too, why can't flour be realized? My parents and I are drooling over the dumplings in the live broadcast room, but there is no material."

"Happy New Year!!!"

"Happy! New year, new beginning, life will definitely get better and better!"

"Happy New Year! The food will finally be richer this year!"

"Hahaha, it's the same in my family. My dad said this is the New Year's Eve dinner!"

"It's a pity that the dumplings are missing."

"Don't worry, the country is already cultivating wheat!"

"Next year we will be able to have serious dumplings at the New Year's Eve dinner!"

"awesome!"

"..."

After the New Year's Eve dinner, there were still two or three hours before twelve o'clock, and a few people started to set off fireworks.

Zhou Hu and his team seemed to have really found a lot of materials that could be used to make fireworks. The number of fireworks on the shelves in the mall increased little by little. From the beginning, they were only sold to Chinese contestants, and then sold at low prices to those with ties to China. It was a good country, and in the end they simply raised the price a little and sold it to all the contestants.

Jiang Yuan and Zhao Bingxia stood at the entrance of the small courtyard, watching Zhang Daocheng and Paimeng each light a firework and quickly run back.

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky, making everyone who saw it smile.

After a while, fireworks were set off in different places near and far.

In addition to Chinese contestants celebrating the Spring Festival and other countries whose national customs are similar to China's, many contestants who are not celebrating the Spring Festival can't help but spend game coins in the mall.

Watching the fireworks blooming almost across the entire National Games battlefield, both the contestants and the viewers watching the live broadcast were full of expectations.

The future will definitely get better and better.

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Why didn't Paimon eat the dumplings made by Jiang Yuan?

Jiang Yuan: I was too lazy to mention it at the time, and then Paimon forgot about it and I never mentioned it again.

Because I’m thinking about celebrating the New Year, I plan to write something about the Chinese New Year. Maybe it’s a bit perfunctory? Let’s get down to business in the next chapter.

Since I need to go out to visit relatives tomorrow, I'm not sure if I can update. If I don't have time, I'll just ask for leave. I apologize in advance.