Genshin Impact: Quietly Investing for Six Thousand Years

In the open-air teahouse, the storyteller on the stage took a sip of tea.

"As mentioned in the last book, there was a war in Guili Plain, and the Immortal King of the Mortal World was no match for the invaders. At this time, a figure rushed in..."

The storyteller folded his fan and said in a deep voice: "The person who came is the Immortal Lord Changshi Wanfa!"

"He opened his mouth and shouted "Swords!", and saw countless immortal swords ringing in the sky, and the murderous aura made the sun and the moon dim!"

"When the battle was over, the only sound echoing in Guili Plain was "Sword Come!"..."

"it is good!"

The guests applauded and cheered.

Under Hu Tao's surprised gaze, Shen He's applause was particularly loud.

I couldn't help but look at Chen Mo who was leisurely drinking tea on the side.

There was a hint of reminiscence and fatigue in Chen Mo's eyes.

At that time, he was busy saving the situation all day long, either on his way to save one person or on his way to save another.

The Demon War is the cruelest meat grinder in the entire continent of Teyvat. Countless demons compete with each other in the fight, and the losers become nutrients for the earth.

However, by saving the Demon God of Dust - Guizhong, the world lost a senior in life, but the mountains and forests gained a fairy who loves wine and singing.

"I don't know if Ping will still accept Xiangling as her apprentice."

"And Yan Fei, Yao Yao..."

An idea suddenly popped into my head.

Chen Mo shook his head. Anyway, he had changed many things in Teyvat, so he didn't need a "Grandma Ping".

Gently holding Shen He's hand, Chen Mo said helplessly: "You don't have to clap so hard."

Shen He's palms were a little red because he was too excited.

Gently rubbing, the gentle breath lingers in the palm of your hand.

Walnut curled her lips, with a hint of envy in her eyes.

Shen He lowered his head slightly, a hint of pink appeared on the tip of his ears, and he sat up straight, "But, but the Immortal Lord is really amazing, he saved so many people."

Under the table, two little feet were already dancing a duet.

Chen Mo smiled. He just didn't want to relive those regrets.

He had no choice in the game. Since he came to this world, he would try his best to make up for the regrets in the game.

But even if he tries very hard, there will still be some regrets.

"Chen Mo."

A clear voice came.

The little girl with dark blue hair ran over. She ran so fast that her face turned a little red. She was very cute.

"Slow down, don't be so anxious."

Chen Mo smiled and secretly passed a wisp of immortal energy over to help regulate his breath.

"Xiangling!" Hu Tao waved.

"Hey, Hu Tao is here too." Xiang Ling said in surprise.

He glanced at Chen Mo next to him and it was obvious that the other party knew about it.

"It's okay. I was the one who called Hu Tao over. After all, this is related to the Hall of Rebirth." Chen Mo waved his hand, motioning Xiang Ling to sit down and talk slowly.

Xiangling picked up the teacup in front of Hutao and drank it all in one gulp.

Hu Tao wanted to say something but held it back.

Afterwards, Xiangling began to tell everything she had heard, including the selling of inferior goods as good ones, the rising price of wood, and the indecision of Boss Yang's subordinates.

The more Hu Tao listened, the more excited she became, and finally she felt like she was about to burn up.

Chen Mo secretly passed a wisp of spiritual energy over to steady Hu Tao, preventing her from suddenly jumping up and overturning the table.

After finishing her story, Xiangling was filled with anger.

Chen Mo changed the subject, "How are the sales of braised pork?"

After all, it was a recipe from another world, although he had made it for the immortals before and received unanimous praise.

But he is an immortal after all, and his tastes are different from those of mortals.

When Xiangling mentioned this, her face immediately turned red. "Boss Yang and his friends are having dinner today, so I'll give them a plate because it's a new dish."

"What? Xiangling, you are a traitor!" Hu Tao got angry again when he heard it.

Chen Mo felt a bit of a headache. It seemed that there was a reason why Hu Tao was able to awaken the Fire God's Eye.

By the way, Shen He's Eye of God is still kept in the cave.

"They gave too much." Xiangling said weakly.

walnut:"……"

"What's the evaluation?" Chen Mo asked.

That's what he cares about.

Xiangling's eyes lit up, "They ate it all. They ate all the braised pork from several tables."

Afterwards, Chef Mao was surprised. He didn't have much confidence in this dish, but he just felt it was good, so he served a plate to the customer to try.

Who would have thought it would be sold out immediately.

It turned out that after Boss Yang tasted it, the people at other tables naturally saw it as well. Since only one plate was made, Chef Mao hurriedly worked overtime to make it.

Every table finished at least three plates of braised pork.

There may be similar reasons as Tianshu Rou.

One is expensive, the other is relatively cheap, so you must eat as much as you can.

However, when Boss Yang paid the bill at the end, his face looked gloomy.

Chen Mo drank his tea and waited for Xiangling to finish speaking.

"Deserve it!"

When Hu Tao heard Boss Yang's face turn black at the end, she laughed out loud.

"Xiangling, this is your reward." Chen Mo took out a piece of paper he had prepared in advance.

He has been teaching Shen He to read these days, and the content on the paper was written by Shen He.

Although he was from a branch of a family of exorcists, Shen He also practiced calligraphy for a period of time when he was a child.

It is naturally easier to pick it up again now.

"Maoxuewang?" Xiangling opened it and took a look.

I was immediately shocked by the flying words on the paper.

"Let me see, let me see." Walnut came closer.

The moment I saw the name, I was stunned, "What a weird name. There's hair and blood in it? And the characters are weird too."

Under Shen He's murderous gaze, he continued to complain: "What kind of weird recipe is this?!"

"Xiangling, you're not being fooled, are you?!"

Chen Mo rolled his eyes and thought to himself that you are the traitor.

Also, remember to sleep with one eye open when you go to bed at night.

"It's okay. Just practice slowly and your handwriting will get better." Chen Mo comforted Shen He. He couldn't really let Shen He cut the walnut.

After all, they would be his excellent employees for the next few decades!

Xiangling learned cooking from Master Mao since she was young. Even though she was only five years old, she could still understand a recipe.

"Duck blood, bean sprouts, pork, tripe, day lily..."

Xiangling recited the ingredients and simulated cooking in her mind according to the instructions on the paper, her eyes gradually becoming hot.

"It's spicy, numbing, fresh and fragrant. You can't stop eating it after you finish it." Chen Mo said beside him.

I was actually a little greedy.

"The ingredients are very simple, maybe this will be a very popular dish." After reading it, Xiangling wished she could go back right away and ask Chef Mao to make it.

Try what Chen Mo calls “numbing, spicy, fresh and fragrant”.

"Hmm..." Hu Tao's little head moved. Is it so delicious?

Seeing Xiangling's saliva about to flow out, he couldn't help but nod.

I still believe in Xiangling's vision.

Shen He also looked at Xiang Ling, thinking that this dish might be delicious.

When she wrote, she lost face in front of Chen Mo because her handwriting was too bold.

When Chen Mo was telling her about this dish, he was confused and just wrote on the paper based on instinct.

"Why don't you go to Wanmin Hall for dinner later." Xiangling couldn't help it anymore and made an invitation.

Chen Mo and the other two looked at each other and nodded, obviously wanting to try this dish.

As for the cost of drinking tea and listening to books.

"Please send the bill to the Hall of the Dead."