Lingkong: "I don't know whether to say it's doing well or badly."

Xiangling: "Are you still drinking? Do you want me to give you another pot of wine?"

Lingkong: "Yes. Take away the plates, and just serve the peanuts. If you have time, come drink with me."

Xiangling got herself a cup and sat next to him: "Are you worried? I feel like you're a little worried."

Lingkong took a sip of wine and said, "It's not a big deal. I feel like I'm close to being a god, but I'm just a little short of it. I'm always a little short of it."

Xiangling: "Don't be anxious. You can't rush things like this."

Lingkong: "I also know that I can't be impatient, but I can't do nothing either. I thought Guoba would give me some inspiration, but it turned out to be a waste of effort."

Xiangling: "Haha, what can Guoba understand? He is just a little bear now."

Lingkong: "That's right, the era when demons were everywhere has long passed, who would want to be a demon?

Tomorrow, I plan to visit Grandma Ping, the day after tomorrow I will visit Shen He, the day after tomorrow I will visit Ning Guang, and then I will set off for Fontainebleau. Do you want to come with me?"

Xiangling: "Yes, yes. I heard that the diet of the people of Fontaine is very different from that of Liyue. They like to drink something called coffee... coffee..."

Lingkong: "Coffee?"

Xiangling: "Yes, a drink called coffee."

Lingkong: "Coffee is just a refreshing drink. It's not that good. It's very bitter without sugar. Drinking coffee is not necessarily better than drinking tea."

"Wait for me." Xiangling brought a teapot and two cups from the kitchen: "I have made the milk tea you mentioned. Try it and see if it tastes like you imagined."

Lingkong took a sip and said: "Yes, this is the taste, with the freshness of tea leaves and the mellowness of milk.

This is original milk tea. You can also add some juice to make it into different flavors. Girls are definitely willing to pay for it.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a little more expensive, after all, the cost of our materials is not cheap.”

This cup of freshly brewed milk tea does not require as much technology and hard work as in the previous life. The tea is freshly brewed tea, the milk is real milk, and the juice is pure juice. All ingredients are genuine.

If milk tea was made according to this standard in the past, no one would buy it. Given the same flavor, most people would choose the cheaper one.

But Liyue is different. It has no competitors and with the support of the Wangsheng Hall, it doesn’t have to worry about sales at all.

Xiangling: "I wonder if the people of Fontaine would like to drink it."

Lingkong: "You still want to sell it to the Fontaine people? Then find a Fontaine person and ask him."

Xiangling: "It seems that there are people from Fontaine singing, not far from Wanmin Hall."

Lingkong: "Let's go and take a look."

A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties was playing and singing on the street, with a few scattered people watching around him.

When he finished his performance, only Lingkong was clapping beside him.

"This is the Fontainebleau folk ballad, right?" Lingkong asked.

Middle-aged man: "Yes, Fontaine folk song, young man, your Fontaine dialect is very standard."

Lingkong: "They all like this song. Everyone likes good music."

Middle-aged man: "I know my music is not good enough. Thank you for comforting me, young man."

"I'm also a music lover, can I borrow your guitar?" Lingkong took his guitar and said, "I'll sing a Liyue love song.

After playing the prelude, Lingkong started singing directly: "Sister with braces, how beautiful she is, my sister has such strong and beautiful legs.

Find an American girl with nothing to lose

Let's go, hurry up, girl.

Oh monster, what a beauty

My girl is coming soon GOOD

She's an American girl, who's that pretty?

I sigh to you, my boundless love

It’s so inhumane…”

Middle-aged man: "From that song, I heard the sadness and helplessness of not being able to get the love you want. Young man, you are a man with a story."

Lingkong returned the guitar to him and said, "Mr. Musician, you have a good eye. You can hear the meaning of this song right away. How about drinking some Liyue special tea with me?"

The middle-aged man readily agreed and followed them back to Wanmin Hall.

Xiangling whispered: "I didn't understand a word of what you just sang."

Lingkong: "He didn't understand it either. It's OK as long as the music is nice. Sometimes you understand it but you think the song is not that good."

The middle-aged man is called Dvorak, a musician from Fontainebleau. This is his second time to come to Liyue. He still feels that Liyue’s music culture is profound and the more he learns about it, the more he wants to know more.

While Ling Kong was chatting with him, he took the opportunity to give him a cup of milk tea: "This is a new drink that Wanmin Hall will soon launch. Mr. Dvorak, do you think the people of Fontaine will like this drink?"

Dvorak took a sip and said, "It tastes good, but the flavor is too bland. You should add more sugar. As long as the sweetness is increased, I think people from Fontaine will pay for it."

Lingkong: "I would like to thank Mr. Dvorak for his valuable advice."

Xiangling wondered, "Is there really anyone who likes super sweet drinks?"

Lingkong: “It’s normal for people from different countries to have different tastes.”

Dvorak was about to return to Fontaine, so they agreed to meet at the Hall of Peoples three days later and set off together.

Returning to the nectar flower sea again, Lingkong brought some organic fertilizer from farmers to the flower spirits.

Flower spirits don't like human food, but are very interested in things that can increase the fertility of the soil.

Dvorak couldn't help but want to take a few photos, but Lingkong stopped him: "Mr. Dvorak, you don't want to cause trouble to Hua Ling because of your actions."

Dvorak: "It's hard to help myself when I see such a beautiful creature."

Pai Meng: “We’ve filmed it ourselves.”

Lingkong: "We won't show the photos we take to others."

Xiangling: "This is called double...standard, right?"

Pai Meng: "Xiang Ling actually told the truth."

Lingkong: "You guys have learned all my lines, right?"

After listening to the story of the flower spirit, Dvorak was inspired and composed a song immediately.

"My song is called Daughters of Flowers and Trees," Dvorak said. "I hope the flower spirits will like it."

Lingkong: "They said they liked it very much. Hua Ling also likes good music."

Dvorak: "I will write their stories into songs so that everyone can know the story. Heroes should not remain unknown."

Xiangling: "Mr. Dvorak is such a great musician."

Lingkong: "Mr. Dayi did something I didn't expect."

Dvorak: "This piece of music is not yet perfect. When I have finished all the creations, I hope I can come here again and perform for the flower spirits."

Lingkong: "This place is not far from Fontainebleau, it shouldn't be that difficult."

After walking a little further, they would reach Xumi Port, where they could take a passenger ship to cross the sea to the city of Fontainebleau.

The prosperity of Hailu Port City made Lingkong feel like he had returned to the modern era.

Dvorak: "I have to go to Fontaine to finish my work. Let's say goodbye here."

Lingkong: "Okay, Mr. Dvorak, when we meet next time, I believe you will have created even better works."

Dvorak: "Brother Lingkong, Miss Xiangling, and little Paimeng, we'll see you next time."

Several people watched Dvorak leave. Lingkong said, "How about we find a cafe and have a cup of coffee?"

Pai Meng: "I want to drink original coffee. I just want to know how bad coffee can taste."

Xiangling: "It should be bitter, just like Chinese medicine."

Lingkong: "If you take a sip of reduced-flavor coffee, you have to spit it out."

Since it was their first time here, they were not in a hurry to do anything and it would not be too late to explore this port city first.

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