Menma and Hashirama, what happened in Teyvat

"Surprised?"

Looking at the two people's reactions, Diluk said in a teasing tone.

"Uh... to be honest, yes." Paimon nodded, "I've never heard that you have a father..."

"Hey, Paimon!" Hearing Paimon's terrible words, Kong quickly stopped her.

Paimon quickly realized the inappropriateness of his statement, and waved his hands in fear, saying, "No, no, no... Master Diluk, please don't misunderstand me, what I mean is..."

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean it." Diluk ignored Paimon's unintentional offense. "But next time before you speak, you'd better think about how to organize your words. Otherwise, you might really get beaten up."

"Yes... yes..." Paimon said with great fear, "I'm really sorry for what happened just now..."

"What an interesting little guy." At this time, Klips looked at Paimon. He had heard Diluk talk about their deeds a long time ago and he was quite interested in this. "Don't worry, Diluk and I are not that petty."

Cripps walked forward and stretched out his right hand. "Hello, I'm Cripps, Diluk's father. I've heard Diluk talk about you guys before, but it's true that hearing about you is worse than meeting you in person."

"Hello, Master Cripps." Sora also extended his right hand and shook hands with Cripps. "I am the traveler Sora, and this is my traveling companion Paimon. I hope you will give me your guidance in the future."

"Don't call me Master anymore." Klips chuckled and said, "Now, the owner of Dawn Winery and the Leggenfend House is Diluc. He is the real 'Master'. I am just someone who once held these identities."

"Ever?" x2

Hearing this, Sora and Paimon were confused as to what Cripps meant.

While Jean, Wendy, and Diluk were still considering whether to tell the two about the matter, Krips spoke first: "Because four years ago, I was already a dead man. And now, I still am."

"Dead...dead?!" Krips' words shocked Paimon. Sora was also shocked. Although Krips looked strange and his hand was rough and cold, not like a normal person's hand, he never expected to get such an answer from him.

Seeing that Cripps himself said so, Diluk, Jean and others no longer had any concerns and told Sora and Paimon what happened to Cripps.

"Let the dead return to this world..."

"Uzumaki-san and Senju-san... can they even do something as incredible as this?"

As they digested the information they had just received, Kong and Paimon were a little confused for a moment. Although they knew that these two bosses were super awesome, they didn't expect them to be so awesome. It seemed that there was nothing they couldn't do.

"Speaking of which, father, why are you here?" Diluk suddenly remembered this question and asked.

"Oh, I was at the pub at the time. After all, I didn't know where you had been for the past few days, so I was naturally a little worried." Klips explained, "Since there was no one at the counter, I took over the position of bartender temporarily. After all, the bartending skills I learned when I was managing the winery are still there.

Later, Charles came to the tavern and told the bard that you asked him to go to the Dawn Winery while taking my shift. Since I heard the word "Wind Dragon", I asked them carefully and found out what you were doing recently.

I think I have some experience in dealing with dragons, and after Charles came, there was nothing left for me to do in the tavern, so I just followed the poet here."

At this time, Wendy suddenly said weakly: "Um...is what we are talking about now a little...off topic?"

"Oh, yes." Cripps also said, "Just keep chatting, don't pay too much attention to me. At most, you can include me in the next action. Don't worry, I won't hold you back."

"Okay." Diluk nodded in the end. Although he now treasured his father more than anyone else, as a Mondstadt man and a member of the House of Leggenfinder, when his father was willing to contribute to their actions and to Mondstadt, he should not stop him for the sake of his family affection and selfishness.

Anyway, my father is not afraid of getting hurt, let alone dying. And taking a step back, even if something really happens to my father, the two bosses have said they will help cover the bottom line.

"Okay, let's get back to the question." As the one who asked the question, Qin was naturally responsible for getting the topic back on track. "Where should we call the Wind Dragon?"

"The sea breeze or the wind from high above can make the poet's song spread further." Wendy said, "If the air is dry, dull and depressing, not only the poet, but also the dragon will be angry."

"I see." Paimon suddenly realized, "Sea breeze or wind from high above, right? So... the best place to play should be..."

"Gliding in the sky while playing the guitar?"

I don't know if it was to liven up the atmosphere, but Kong suddenly said this.

Qin was speechless about this: "Even Amber can't do that."

"Some distance east of Starfall Lake, there is a mountain area south of the beach." At this time, Diluk reminded.

"...Ah!" After thinking about the place Diluk mentioned, Paimon felt that he had some impression of it. He turned to look at Sora, "You're talking about the beach where you slept in last time."

This happened before the two of them came to Mondstadt, so only they could understand this. But no matter what, now that they knew where it was, it would be easier to deal with.

Diluk continued, "Climbing along the direction of the mountain, you will reach a place called Star-Picking Cliff. Singer, you can find the sea breeze and high wind you want there."

"Well, let me think, Star-Picking Cliff, right..." Wendy pretended to ponder for a moment. After all, no one knew Mondstadt's topography better than he did. "...It's indeed a very good location, a place that suits my singing voice very well."

"Very good." Qin nodded, "Then let's get ready and gather at Zhaixing Cliff."

As she spoke, perhaps because of her occupational disease, she once again couldn't help but use her aura and tone as the acting group leader: "Please take it seriously and don't be late."

Paimon quickly agreed, "Yes, Master Captain!"

"Ah... Sorry, I accidentally..."

Hearing Paimon's words, how could Qin not know that she once again failed to stick to her position and began to speak as "Captain Qin" instead of "Qin". Being so embarrassed in front of Diluk and his father (Qin thought so), she couldn't help blushing again.

Diluk didn't react, but Krips's eyes looked a little strange. He quietly moved his gaze back and forth between Diluk and Jean, with a meaningful smile on his face.

[Haha, this kid, Jean, kept stealing glances at my Diluk while blushing. It was too obvious that she was interested in Diluk.

Come to think of it, I remember that they got along quite well when they were little, and at that time I joked with Simon and Frederica about arranging a marriage for them. But now it seems that the joke is likely to come true.

Jean is a very good child. She has lived up to her status as the eldest daughter of the Gunnhild family. She is now the acting leader of the Knights. If nothing had happened to me, Diluk would have been living with her in the Knights today, creating a good story.

Alas, it's a pity that Diluk is so difficult to understand now. But I can only blame myself for this... oh no, I should blame those fools.

Forget it, when the time is right, I, as a father, will try to bring them together. The marriage between Gunnhild and Ragenfind... is not bad. 】

At this moment, Diluk suddenly felt a chill on his back for no reason, as if someone was trying to stab him from behind.

[Why do I have this feeling... Could it be that Kaia is secretly doing something against me again? ]

……

At this moment, Kaeya, who was still in Mondstadt, suddenly sneezed loudly: "A-choo!"

"What's wrong, Kaia?" Lisa, who was standing next to him, asked, "Do you have a cold?"

"No, I think someone is saying bad things about me behind my back, and it's probably Diluk." Kaeya sniffed and said in a teasing tone, "That guy is the only one who is thinking of ways to mess with me every day."

"Haha, has the conflict between you two not been resolved yet?" Lisa covered her face and chuckled.

"Contradiction? Haha, actually, this should have been solved a long time ago, even before Uzumaki-san and Senju-san helped us summon our father back to the world." Kaia turned his head and looked in the direction of the Dawn Winery, his eyes becoming a little deep, "It's just that over the years, this has become a habit between us. He can't stand me, and I can't stand him, and every day we're thinking about how to embarrass each other."

"Although you are not brothers, you are better than brothers." Although Kaia said so, Lisa came to this conclusion. Although in a sense, Lisa's conclusion is simply the most insightful explanation.

"Haha..." Kaiya laughed twice and didn't continue on this topic. "Speaking of which, Lisa, why did you suddenly start patrolling with me?"

"Hasn't the Sky Harp been found yet? I'm just as worried as you are."

Although Lisa said this, there was no worry on her face. And the worried tone she used when she spoke seemed fake.

"Lisa, don't keep us in suspense at this time." Kaia was speechless. "There are only two of us here now, and we are not afraid of others hearing anything we say."

"Oh, I wanted you to act with me." Lisa's tone was a little resentful, "Really, Captain Kaia, you are just as boring as Mr. Menma."

"Mr. Menma?" Kaia raised his eyebrows when he heard this name which was obviously more intimate than "Mr. Uzumaki". "It seems that something happened that I don't know about, but it is very interesting."

"Of course~" Lisa smiled and slowly closed her eyes, "Mr. Menma has brought me so many surprises..."

As soon as the voice fell, Lisa suddenly opened her eyes. In an instant, a pair of scarlet fox pupils replaced Lisa's original green pupils and appeared in her eyes. With a very charming look that matched Lisa's own temperament, she looked at Kaia who was stunned opposite.

"Eh?"

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(Northeast of Longji Snow Mountain, campsite)

"Hi, Harris."

"Eh? Sir, you...you're back?" Harris was very surprised when he saw Menma walking towards him. How come he came back in such a short time?

Just when Harris thought Menma was forced to return because of the cold, he placed his adventurer's backpack on the table beside him and took out a large piece of pork that was still cold and frosty:

"Is this what you want?"

"Huh?!" Harris couldn't believe his eyes. He didn't expect that the other party didn't come back from the mountain because of a failed exploration, but... really found the ingredients he needed? ! ! !

Again, how long has it been?

However, despite his shock, Harris still reached out and took the piece of meat that Menma took out. After carefully examining it, the expression on his face quickly turned into joy:

"Yes, yes, this is it..." As if the piece of meat in his hand was a rare treasure (although it was indeed so considering the market price of this kind of meat), Harris kept praising it, "Now my idea of ​​reproducing the dishes in the cookbook can finally be realized.

But... I always feel that the texture of this meat is a little different from the ordinary forest pork."

"Of course." Menma responded casually, "Because the source animal of this meat is not forest pig, but snow pig."

"Oh, it's snow...wait, what?!" Harris looked at Menma in surprise, then looked at the meat in his hand, "Snow...snow...snow pig?!"

Harris knew that although snow pig meat was much more delicious than ordinary forest pig meat in both texture and taste, and was the favorite type of animal meat among gourmets, it was also for this reason that snow pigs were hunted on a large scale by hunters, and as a result, they were even believed to be extinct by biologists in many countries hundreds of years ago.

Although he knew that some piglets were frozen by ice in the snow mountains, causing the quality of their meat to change, he just thought that they were ordinary wild boars. Who would have thought that these were the legendary snow pigs?

Nowadays, in the overt and covert markets of Teyvat, "snow pork" has always been a commodity with no demand. Even though the price in many places has reached hundreds of thousands of Mora per piece, it is still impossible to buy the finished product of snow pork.

As a result, the gentleman in front of him just went into the snow mountain and it didn’t take him long at all to get himself a piece of snow pork?

"It's nothing." Reaching out and patting Harris' shoulder who was standing there in a daze, Menma gave him a meaningful look, "I know what the appearance of this kind of meat means, but if you and I don't tell it clearly, no one will know."

"But, this..."

"Once the existence of snow pigs is made public, there will be no peace here. A large number of adventurers, scholars, and hunters will flock to the snow mountain." Menma continued, "Let's not talk about what will happen to the surviving snow pigs. You know how harsh the environment of the snow mountain is. Because of the snow pig incident, even if the explorers above are careful, there will definitely be a lot of casualties in the snow mountain.

I think you definitely don’t want to see this kind of thing.”

"Of course!" Harris said without hesitation, "I've said before that the original intention of setting up this camp was to provide those who come here with a place to rest and a bowl of hot soup, rather than letting them rush into the snowy mountains to die for such things."

"I feel relieved when you say that." Menma nodded, "So, the fact that this meat is snow pork is enough for only you and me to know."

"Huh..." Harris took a long breath, "Sir, you really put me on the spot. I just asked you to find some "cold fresh meat", but I didn't expect you could actually get this kind of thing..."

"Because from my observation, the only meat that meets your requirements in the depths of the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain is snow pig meat." Menma was a little helpless about this. "Although there are wild forest pigs in the snowy mountains, they are not as cold-resistant as snow pigs. Once they encounter a blizzard or a sudden drop in temperature, they will immediately run away. It is basically impossible for them to be frozen into ice."

"Oh, okay, okay..." Harris sighed again, then turned to look at the snow pork on the table, "Then I can only use this piece of snow pork to make this dish. From this point of view, I estimate that the price of this dish can be set at hundreds of thousands of Mora per serving."

[So-called "eating hundreds of thousands of Mora in one bite"? Haha, I actually achieved such a dramatic scene before Xiangling, the Traveler, and Duraf...]

As Harris finished cooking with some trepidation, the "Vegetable Stew" which was based on an ancient recipe and was worth hundreds of thousands of Mora finally appeared.

"Try it, sir." Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Harris sat down on a chair beside him as if he had exhausted all his strength. "After all, it's the snow pork you brought back. You have the right to taste it first."

"Okay, I won't be polite then..."