The two of them started chatting as soon as they sat down...

"Traveler, this trip to Fontaine was really tiring. We are finally going back to Liyue Harbor. I have to tell you, I miss the delicacies of Liyue so much, whether it is the mountain delicacies of Liyue or the seafood of Yueyue. I am drooling just thinking about it. I heard that Xiangling has researched a new recipe. How about we go and try it later?"

When the elf thought of the delicious food Xiangling had cooked before, his face was full of longing and his saliva almost flowed down.

This flying elf is of course Paimon, and the traveler following her is Ying

In fact, Zhang Fan started to notice Ying and Paimeng as soon as they came over and sat down. He had an idea of ​​the current timeline after listening to their conversation.

Ying, the traveler standing nearby, heard this, touched his somewhat shriveled purse, and looked at Paimon with a somewhat dangerous look.

I finally saved up some money these days, and at least half of it went into Paimeng's stomach. There were two of us eating, but I was the only one doing all the work.

Paimon also noticed the traveler's little trick, and stopped talking. His eyes were wandering, and his fingertips were touching each other, not daring to look directly at Ying.

Zhang Fan, who had been watching the two of them silently, chuckled, which attracted the attention of the two people next to him, who also discovered that there was an eavesdropper nearby.

Zhang Fan did not feel guilty. He stood up and took Shen He to Ying and Paimon's table and introduced himself.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Zhang Fan, and this is my senior sister Shen He. I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation just now. I just heard a familiar name and unconsciously paid attention to you. No offense."

Ying looked at Zhang Fan, who was smiling, and Shen He, who had always been an icy beauty but now had a look of surprise on her face. Before she could speak, Paimon, the "Mouth of God", answered first.

"Oh, it's Shen He, your name is Zhang Fan? I don't know you. Hello, my name is Paimeng, her name is Ying, we are traveling, I am her guide, and we are preparing to return to Liyue Harbor."

"Oh, are you the traveler that Senior Sister mentioned? My apologies."

A trace of helplessness flashed across Ying's delicate face. This silly Paimeng always spoke first without waiting for me to speak. The girl opened her lips slightly and made a clear and pleasant sound.

"Everyone, please take a seat first. Um, you just called Sister Shen He, are you also the disciple of Master Liu Yun Jie Feng? Also, I wonder what the familiar name you just mentioned is?" Everyone sat down.

"Yes, I am the disciple of Master Liuyun Jiefeng. As for Xiangling, we are good friends with the same interests. She once came to our place to collect ingredients. We met by chance and exchanged some kitchen experiences. I gave her a set of tableware made by my master. She also asked us to visit Wanmin Hall when we are free. Unfortunately, we have not had time. This time when we go to Liyue Harbor, we have to go for a stroll." Zhang Fan touched his nose and told the truth.

"Hey, are you guys going to Liyue Harbor too? Let's go together." Paimon really invited strangers on his own initiative. Ying also invited him from the side.

"Haha, Miss Ying..., of course you can. My sister and I will bother you a lot," Zhang Fan gladly accepted.

"No, no, no, no, no, it's you who should bear with the responsibility. Also, just call me Ying." Ying thought of the Floating Life Stone that Shen He raised, and it was still fresh in her memory.

Paimon interrupted, "You have discussed cooking skills with Xiangling. Are you also a chef? Can I try your cooking?"

"Paimon!" Ying glanced at her and reminded her.

After hearing this, Paimeng realized belatedly that he had been rash just now, and spoke a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's okay. I don't dare to be a chef, but I know a little about cooking. Please try my cooking next time," Zhang Fan waved his hand and replied.

Paimon recovered quickly.

"Then next time you cook, you must ask Paimon to come with you." Paimon's eyes were full of stars.

"The food made by my junior brother is really delicious. The master has also praised it." Shen He nodded in agreement.

"Wow, she said something quite surprising without saying anything. That woman actually knows how to praise others. I thought she was always arrogant." Paimon floated back, put his fists in front of his mouth, looking surprised.

Ying also fell into deep thought.

"Haha, you must be hungry after talking for so long. Our dishes have arrived. Shall we eat together? I'll treat you." Zhang Fan looked at the waiter who was approaching with the dishes and waved his hand to indicate that he should change tables.

"How can this be embarrassing?" Paimeng looked at the waiter carrying so many dishes. He said this, but actually he was communicating something with Ying with a crazy look in his eyes.

"No..." Ying ignored Paimon's pleading look and was about to refuse when her stomach growled.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

Looking at Ying at this moment, Zhang Fan almost died of laughter. He only regretted that he did not have a camera to record Ying's expression of doubt about life at this moment as a dark history.

After relaxing his smiling mouth, he took out a piece of cloth

"Cloth? Ying, do you need a hand cloth? Here you go." He took out a hand cloth and handed it over.

At this time, Ying was in no position to say no, so she could only awkwardly take the hand towel and say:

"Sorry to bother you. Please come back for dinner another day."

"It's okay"

Then they returned to the happy atmosphere and sat down to eat together.

Zhang Fan chatted with them about family matters, telling a few jokes from time to time, which made them laugh. Even Shen He's mouth corners curled up several times.

On the way, Zhang Fan explained to them the reason why he and Shen He went down the mountain, and Ying and Paimeng expressed their understanding.

After chatting for such a long time, Zhang Fan and Ying gradually became familiar with each other, but why didn't he feel Ying's despicable nature?

Zhang Fan felt that maybe he was not completely familiar with it yet and still needed more communication.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ying and Shenhe were chatting and eating slowly, while Paimeng was struggling with the chicken leg in his hand. The empty plate in front of her was as empty as the other three people combined. It is worthy of being called the "Mora Black Hole", which only takes in but not out.

His eyes turned, an idea came to his mind, and he looked at Paimeng sinisterly. Paimeng, there is no free lunch in the world, hehe.

Then open the system and click to enter the creative space.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan seemed to have traveled through time and space into a magical space.

This space was dark everywhere, but he felt like the creator god here.

As soon as he thought about it, the whole space lit up instantly, and a huge sun appeared. Then one sun, two, three...

Zhang Fan was a little excited as he gradually figured out how to use this space. He could use his imagination as he pleased, reproduce the videos in his memory, and even create secondary works.

At the same time, he also found that he could always keep 3% of his attention on the situation outside, and 7% on doing his own things in this space, just like doing two things at once.

Zhang Fan felt that he would never have been able to do two things at once so meticulously in the past.

Could it be that bottle of medicine? Sure enough, it must be a product of the system.

In this way, Zhang Fan created slowly while eating and chatting.

……

It didn’t take long, the meal was almost over, and Zhang Fan’s creation was nearing completion.

"Please fill in a title for your video" system sound

Zhang Fan looked at the cover and filled in these words without hesitation.

Xiangling, no.

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