The Original God of Glass Moon Worshipper

Chapter Two Hundred and Nine: Years Ago

"Oh, what I want to say is that this kind of behavior of throwing garbage from the sky is very illegal, and it does not conform to the policy of 'civilized and hygienic Liyue Port' formulated by Qixing."

"As for this aspect, didn't the members of the General Affairs Department give you any advice, old lady?"

Ning Guang twisted Gu Sanqiu's ears with a smile all over her face.

"Those people can't wait to dig three feet to collect these documents. Do you think they will be willing to throw these documents away as real garbage?"

"Or, does my younger brother just want to be weird?"

"No, it's like throwing it like this, and the Jade Pavilion is at such a high place. It is reasonable to say that most of them will float to the far suburbs. Is it possible that people will pick them up in those places?"

"Of course there is."

Baiwen smiled softly: "Every year, those big businessmen hire a lot of people to live in the suburbs. In addition to the daily basic salary, there will also be bonuses according to the number and importance of the documents they pick up."

"Under normal circumstances, Master Ningguang will let us deliberately throw it far away, so that ordinary people can earn more festival fees."

"After all, people still need to work hard at this time. Except for those who really want to get money, they are all people whose families are in urgent need of funds and who want to seize every opportunity to make money."

"Master Ningguang said that it is not easy for everyone. If this is the case, it is better to take care of it. It is best to celebrate the festival happily."

"You Xiangjun is here, we don't need to do the laborious work of throwing far away."

"Oh, I see."

Gu Sanqiu nodded: "Understood, then it's not a problem for me to throw it out of Liyue Port from here and let the document float to the south of Guiliyuan."

"Calm down, I want them to have a chance to make more money, not to let them take risks in that kind of place, what if they encounter monsters?"

Ningguang shook his head helplessly: "Just throw it away, go back to sleep early after throwing it away."

"Old sister, from the words you just used, it seems that you have admitted that what I said is actually an activity of throwing garbage."

"After the festival, I will ask Yuehaiting to arrange official positions and corresponding paperwork for you. If you don't come to work, you will look good."

"I was wrong, I shut up."

Gu Sanqiu turned his head, and made a zipper gesture with his right hand to his mouth, indicating that he was just a file throwing machine with no emotion.

The lights are bright, and the snow is falling.

Laughing and laughing, the years are like poetry.

......

"Sanqiu, let me tell you, I picked up several documents last night, can you contact me a merchant and sell them for a good price?"

In Gu's courtyard, Hu Tao looked at Gu Sanqiu with a pair of eyes full of hope.

"Oh, bring it to me, I'll pay you on the spot."

In fact, there is a saying that Gu Sanqiu didn't dare to say, he always felt that Qunyu Piaoxue was actually a signal from Ningguang, a signal for a holiday.

I'm going to be on vacation, so I'll give you some benefits and take it easy, don't make trouble for me at this time, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences!

Naturally, I can't tell my sister face to face, otherwise I will definitely arrange a social animal package for myself, and I can't get away with the treatment of the lightning rod of Qunyu Pavilion...

After receiving the banknote, Hu Taole ran to the table next to her and sat down quickly.

"Hey, this year's year-end awards for the employees of the Hall of Death have been given, come, come, let's continue, and watch my sister Hutao kill all directions!"

"Keep going."

Xingqiu rubbed his hands expectantly: "It's been a long time since I've thought of getting together like this, thirty thousand."

Xin Yan smiled and played cards: "Yeah, it's rare that everyone can get together so well. Maybe it's only during the festival, Dongfeng."

"Touch, ninety thousand."

Chongyun looked at Gu Sanqiu who was watching the battle with mint in his mouth: "Old Gu, what do you think of my card?"

"It's okay. By the way, you two have settled the matter of the big family?"

"Easily."

Xingqiu almost lifted his chin to the sky: "I just remembered later that this period of time happened to be when the jades were snowing, if there was any change in the so-called alchemist, he would definitely choose a lively place, or a little When it's confusing."

"I originally judged that it was during the lively Sea Lantern Festival, but after thinking about it, the Qianyan Army in the whole city must have been under martial law at that time. In reverse, when it is convenient for him to do it, it is only the time when the jade is snowing."

"It's okay, as expected of you, Xingqiu, making a fortune."

Xingqiu was triumphant: "That's right, don't even look at who I am, the knight-errant of the new era who combines wisdom and force is me, Bai Ban~"

"Win!"

Hu Tao slapped his cards down: "Hey, hand over your snacks, everyone."

Xingqiu stared blankly at the field: "It's only a few laps away, and you're still holding a whiteboard?"

What kind of fairy play is this!

"Hey hey, soldiers never tire of cheating, everyone, although it's a dirty trick, it's a good trick if it can harm someone at a critical moment!"

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Now, the one whose chin was almost raised to the sky turned into a walnut, and what was held in his hand was a small snack that was used as a bargaining chip.

Xing Qiu turned to look at Gu Sanqiu: "Did you do it on purpose, chatting with us to distract us at this critical moment!"

"Damn, I have to find a reason for cooking myself."

Gu Sanqiu sneered: "I can't blame this kind of thing, it's obvious that you didn't take the situation into consideration."

"I don't know why there are still people holding that thing in their hands..."

Xingqiu was a little helpless, this kind of mentality-focused gameplay was really blood pressure-intensive.

"Oh, if you lack training in this area, I can recommend you to go to the next table to exercise."

Gu Sanqiu pouted, and at the other table, Beidou, Ningguang, Keqing and Zhongli frowned slightly. Those who drank alcohol drank alcohol, and those who drank tea drank tea. They didn't look like they were here for a party anyway.

"A few people over there... what are you doing?"

Xin Yan was a little confused, but anyone with a normal mind could tell that the atmosphere over there seemed to be about to fight, which was completely different from their happy mahjong game.

"Oh, they are playing the latest version of Liyue Millennium."

Gu Sanqiu shrugged: "In order to make it easier for them to play like this, I also temporarily made a bigger table. What you see now should be that the war between the four countries has reached a critical period."

"Four nations melee?"

"Uh, it can't be generalized like this. It can be used for intrigue such as long-distance and short-distance economic sanctions, real fights and fake fights, so the atmosphere is more serious."

This Gu Sanqiu can't help it, the identities of the people sitting at that table are not simple.

Zhongli, Morax's vacation state, or this is the real body (crossed out).

Old sister, Keqing, Tianquanxing and Yuhengxing.

Beidou, the captain of the Southern Cross Fleet, is the top and second in command of the Liyue Navy, known as the uncrowned Dragon King.

These few people are all online in appearance, strength and IQ. Together, they play Liyue Millennium and the high-difficulty version of the four-nation melee, which is no less than the top professional players in various competitions.

Gu Sanqiu only hoped that these guys would not eat for a day.

"Let's eat, let's eat, hey! Crispy rice, don't steal it!"

"Lie Lie~"

Chapter 210: A Cup of Tea, a Pack of Cigarettes, and a Game for a Day

Xiangling rushed out holding a plate of dishes, with a plate of rice on her head, her eyes lit up when she saw Gu Sanqiu, and she came to her, waving a spatula.

"Squad leader, your ingredients are so interesting. I have never seen them before. The ones I have seen are of better quality!"

Xiangling's eyes were full of stars: "Can you sell me some, I want to make special dishes for the festival of Wanmintang."

"It contains aura, or elemental power, so even you guys and fellow practitioners must eat reasonably, let alone ordinary people."

Gu Sanqiu shook his head, then pointed to the plate of Jueyun pepper fried pork in Guoba's hand.

"For example, if you make a bowl of Wanmintang's special boiled fish, at most you can pick out a piece and chop it up and put it in the soup. It's unrealistic for you to promote it in Wanmintang."

When will this food material be able to circulate in Liyue's catering industry without hindrance, and if it is regarded as a common food material for thousands of households, Gu Sanqiu feels that it will not be far from Liyue's unification of Tivat.

Even if someone wants to come to Liyue to cause sabotage, or even kidnap the next generation to threaten this kind of dirty trick, if they are not some high-ranked masters, they will probably be formed by a group of children who can lift a thousand catties take it down...

Not to mention anything else, just Dugu Shuo who has nothing to do and taught two-handed swordsmanship, if he can eat this kind of food all year round, it will not be a problem to crush a member of the advance team at this stage of strength.

However, with his current strength and identity, this kind of thing can only be shared among friends in a small range. If he wants to popularize it in Liyue Port, the outflow of ingredients must be uncontrollable.

He didn't want to be stared at by some strange guys every day. It's not unreasonable for the Gu family to relinquish their position as the leader of the Taoist sect and settle down in Liyue Port as a rich man.

"Hey, it turns out that's the case. No wonder crispy rice is very fond of eating. So it's such a nutritious thing."

Not to mention the predecessor of the crispy rice, as the servant partner of the little chef of Wanmintang, no matter how simple the ingredients are, they can become delicious in the hands of Xiangling, and this taste has long been cultivated.

Normally, the crispy rice would just steal a few pieces to eat, maybe for the sake of amusing Xiangling, and it is really rare for them to take away the dishes like today.

Xiangling turned her head, and then saw two empty plates, and the "sluggish" big face of the rice crust, pretending nothing happened.

"Cooker!"

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Gu Sanqiu glanced at this creature who should be called Senior Patriarch, then nodded secretly.

Great, my own plan went very well.

Originally, according to the custom of dealing with people, no matter what, it is not allowed for guests to cook, but Guoba wants to run out when he sees Gu Sanqiu going into the kitchen, and he can't help it.

Knowing some inside information, Gu Sanqiu had no choice but to take out the ingredients he had saved, and then let Xiangling cook with a big hand, while he was an ordinary crowd sitting outside and watching playing cards.

Now it seems that this plan is very good, let Guoba realize how good the things he touched are, and then find a chance to cook a meal, and the name of "inheritance" of the dark cooking master can be taken out of Gu's head .

Reasonably speaking, due to the limitations of the ingredients themselves, there is actually a certain upper limit to the mix of flavors. No matter how unpalatable the food made by one of our ancestors, it shouldn't be so deep in the memory of this great god.

However, when he thought that it was the ancestor of his own Fengxiang lineage, Gu Sanqiu suddenly felt that this was still acceptable.

The Gu family, whose mind is not normal, is also a master of dark cuisine. It should be considered normal to be able to make some kind of dark taste that breaks through the restrictions of ingredients?