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

Jiang Yuan changed to a larger table.

No, he directly placed three tables in the courtyard outside, with a gift from the gods on each table.

And the gifts they want to pass on to the three gods far away in the continent of Teyvat.

This kind of posture can be said to be an offering.

In short, every table was filled with things and piled up into a small mountain.

The first mountain is a mountain made of wine.

Various jars or bottles of wine are placed steadily and neatly, mixed with the brewing methods of some wines.

I thought about giving these things to the alcoholic Fengshen. He was more interested in wine and threw aside the brewing recipes.

Even if that fish monster likes drinking, he probably won't try brewing in a bar himself.

Jiang Yuan thought for a while and thought that he might give the brewing recipes to Diluc, so that he could exchange them for wine and have the opportunity to drink the wine brewed with these recipes.

The gift intended for Zhongli on the second table was actually not just tea.

There are also opera materials and video versions of Chinese operas that have been handed down to this day.

The relevant personnel did not seem to have thought of the possibility of sending these gifts. Mobile phones, computers and other devices that can store videos were brought along with the instructions for using these devices.

Considering the power problem, they even transported different models of generators, which took up most of Jiang Yuan's yard.

Of course, not all of these devices are for Zhongli, because items such as mobile phones and computers can be used by other people, and there are also a few placed on the table for Wendy and Ying.

"It's decided," Ruan Jiang suddenly said, "If I want to enter the National Games battlefield in the future, I will bring a generator with me!"

"Well, it seems to be a good idea." Zhang Daocheng unexpectedly did not criticize him.

At the same time, I did not intend to remind him of the fact that no other mobile phone except Jiang Yuan's mobile phone could be used in the National Games battlefield.

The third table was covered with a cartload of cooks' work.

Of course it's impossible to sacrifice people, right? Even the desserts they make are really delicious.

Some of them even surpassed the skills of Jiang Yuan and others.

After all, Jiang Yuan and the others are amateurs. They may have talent and a little love, but they cannot compare with professionals who are dedicated to studying this field.

During the communication and even discussion between the chefs, more and more delicacies naturally piled up, making the trio of Paimeng and Zhang Daocheng full.

Paimon, whose stomach was always a bottomless pit, even bulged out his stomach with food, not to mention Zhang Daocheng and the others who had a fixed amount of food as humans.

"Hiccup," Zhao Bingxia burped regardless of her appearance and muttered to herself while lying on the bed, "Although I am happy when I eat it, I don't think I want to see any desserts in the near future."

Others nodded with deep understanding, including Jiang Yuan and others.

Because there are so many chefs, they compete in cooking by not only making their own works, but also by trying other people's techniques. When they produce satisfactory works, their stomachs will be full of food.

Although not as exaggerated as Zhao Bingxia, it was still to the point where I didn't want to eat that day.

Finally, the table with the exquisite long knife was filled with three-color dumplings, other desserts and milk tea of ​​different flavors.

Milk tea was developed by many chefs, and the tea leaves were taken from precious tea leaves that were too large to be put on the table.

Each table and the courtyard were arranged so that there was only room for everyone to stay, and there was still a lot of supplies left.

In response, the young man who led the team here said that the remaining materials belonged to Jiang Yuan and would be handed over to Jiang Yuan for disposal.

Jiang Yuan did not shirk. Under Paimeng's happy gaze, he stuffed many things into his backpack, occupying a large amount of memory.

At this point, everything is ready.

This ritual ceremony of communicating with the three gods, which was originally done casually but became serious due to the reactions of others, was about to officially begin.

Jiang Yuan and Paimon stood at the front, in the middle of the three tables, in front of the table where the Yan Shenyan creations were placed.

Behind them is the thunder hammer from the continent of Teyvat.

Behind Thunder Hammer, the contestants who had a good relationship with Jiang Yuan stood on both sides of him - no one chose to stand behind him, because then their line of sight would be completely blocked and they would not be able to see anything clearly.

Xiao Songqing arrived in time during this period and stood among them.

After that, there are the chefs who contributed their physical strength and the related personnel who delivered supplies.

This is all the people in this conference.

The high-level officials of the country originally wanted to come, but were dissuaded by Jiang Yuan on the grounds that "it's just an attempt and there's no need for such trouble."

Mainly because it's so formal. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if there was no reaction?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan glanced around to make sure there was no bold reporter hiding somewhere trying to record this scene, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's talk about it first." He turned his head and said to the people behind him, "I just tried it casually, but I may not be able to get a real answer."

He has said so. If there is no response from the three gods when the time comes, I don't blame him.

"Brother Jiang, don't worry, we know!"

"Okay Brother Jiang, no problem Brother Jiang!"

"We are well prepared and have a higher chance of getting a response."

"..."

People behind him were encouraging Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan nodded, feeling completely relaxed.

He felt that according to the current situation, he was like a liar.

Forget it if you are a "jumping" master, but try it if you are a "recruiting" master.

So Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment and took a step forward under the gaze of everyone.

"..."

"Three...my good friends, powerful gods, for the sake of our friendship and the gifts that I and everyone have carefully prepared..."

"Can you give us some tips on the National Games game?"

His casual tone was inconsistent with the current serious atmosphere.

But asking for help from friends doesn’t need to be serious or cautious, right?

If the other party doesn't want to help, just refuse.

If the three gods appeared in front of him, Jiang Yuan probably wouldn't have to think twice about what to say and would just rush forward and hug his thighs to ask for help.

At most, add a little thank you gift, not too much, just think of it first, a bottle of wine, a cup of tea, and a three-color dumpling.

Is this considered arrogance?

Jiang Yuan shuddered because of the words that came to his mind.

No, it's because he has good enough relationships with his friends that he doesn't need any preparation. When he encounters problems, he can just go to them for help.

After saying something, Jiang Yuan stood there waiting for a response.

After a few breaths.

"Did we fail?" Paimon's face was half worried and half happy.

"Wait a minute."