The Original God of Glass Moon Worshipper

"Xingqiu, Lao Gu should not be short of the money you bribed him with."

The corner of Chongyun's mouth twitched. This guy was thinking about something all day long, and he just said something like bribery so openly.

"Different."

Xing Qiu suddenly became serious: "But this guy definitely lacks the excitement and refreshment of accepting bribes."

"Yes, you know me very well, as expected of a friend who did bad things together when I was young."

Gu Sanqiu picked up the drink and clinked glasses with Xingqiu.

......

Chongyun began to believe what Xingqiu said, and Lao Gu might not be a good person in the conventional sense.

Think about what the guy looked like the other two nights.

Dressed in white armor, holding a long spear engraved with mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, and the body of a cloud dragon, the Patriarch of the Gu family fought against the God of God together with the Qianyan Army and the legendary Great Sage Conquering Demons on the battlefield, or in other words held the head of the God of God and beat him to death .

After that, it aroused the thoughts of the people of Liyue Port, and turned it into a pure power of blessing to pray for the Great Sage of Conquering Demons and revive the immortal name.

With these two points alone, it is not out of the question to say that this guy is a living mortal fairy. At most, there will be some guys with not very bright minds who will secretly slander a few words.

But now, this guy is actually toasting to his friends because of his willingness to accept bribes, and Chongyun suddenly feels that the world has become strange.

Chong Yun is still not clear, if he knows that Gu Sanqiu not only arouses the public opinion of Liyuegang, but also the power of Qingcezhuang, maybe he will feel that the world is even more strange.

Or so, Chong Yun may start to suspect that Gu Sanqiu has some strange schizophrenia.

"The use of the screen as an advertisement may have to be postponed for a while. After all, Brother Mandrill's work has yet to be completed, and the official side also needs to see the actual effect of the screen."

Gu Sanqiu refilled the drink: "Conservatively, it will take about half a month. At that time, I can give you first-hand information. In this case, your family can prepare in advance."

"Get ready early?"

Xingqiu frowned and thought: "You mean, the form of this kind of advertisement may be different from the previous ones?"

"Nonsense, can the effect seen on the screen be the same as the effect written in words?"

Gu Sanqiu explained: "For example, I will give you a secret scripture now, and then give you a task to spread the scripture to the world. What method do you think can be used to succeed?"

Chongyun reminded from the side: "Then what, our practice lineage still has a very strict definition of secret scriptures, at least those scriptures that hide code words between words and need to be translated by knowledgeable people."

"You so-called practitioners are really troublesome."

"No way, everyone has to eat. After all, the secrets of each sect can't just be learned away by something. There are some methods to guard against gentlemen but not against villains, but guys with certain purposes still want to eat. Put it in the category of villains."

Chongyun also shrugged his shoulders: "The ability to set up a family and make a living is like the silk and satin business you are in charge of. You also hide the secrets of silk making and the ratio of pigments."

Xing Qiu held the drink cup and thought about it, tapping the wall of the cup with his fingertips from time to time.

"Yes, I will find a knowledgeable person to come and directly translate the whole text for me. At that time, I will specially cultivate some existences similar to storytellers, and then I will be able to let them teach more people in vernacular."

Xingqiu was enthusiastic: "Although there are basically no such creatures as illiterates in Liyue now, there must be only a small number of such people who want to understand the secret scriptures."

"If you translate the entire text, not only will you save costs, but you will have a wider choice of teachers."

Xingqiu continued: "If you are worried that the translator I invited has problems, I can also invite a few more to participate in the proofreading work, and set up a reward and punishment mechanism to avoid errors."

"Well, that's pretty much what it means."

Gu Sanqiu nodded: "This is the type of advertisement you put on the screen, which is more straightforward and easy to understand."

"For example, your family used to sell a long sword, and the advertisement they gave was something like 'cut iron like mud, blow hair can break' or something, but people have to actually use it to know if it's true or not."

"Through the advertisement on the screen, whether you want to chop iron blocks or wooden piles or even find a real person to fight, you will be able to see more intuitively how powerful your weapons are. You understand what I mean."

"Oh, I understand. You mean that we need to be responsible for the pictures displayed on the screen?"

"This is a job for you to make money, not whether you shoot or who shoots."

Gu Sanqiu said: "However, after the filming is finished, it must be taken to the official side for review. This is also to avoid some vulgar things or some dangerous remarks."

Xing Qiu plausibly said: "How can those things be vulgar? They are a kind of exploration of human beings' own desires!"

"When Keqing brings the Qianyan army to seize your property, you will definitely not think so."

"Well, that's impossible."

Xingqiu smiled awkwardly: "If I take the convenience you gave me to do this kind of thing in a grand manner, my brother will have to kill me with a sword."

"That's good, and, however, the advertisements placed on it need to be 'photographed', and the props to perform this action are video cameras, which are passed from Fontaine."

"You should have them at home."

"No."

Xingqiu's face suddenly flattered: "But it will be there soon, right Sanqiu."

"Fuck off."

Gu Sanqiu was expressionless: "Strictly speaking, this thing still needs to be controlled at this stage, otherwise it will easily cause trouble. I'm afraid that if I give you one at that time, you will make some big news for me."

"How could it be? Although I'm pretty out-of-the-box, I'm also very talented in business. I don't know how to do random things."

Xingqiu explained: "When it comes to this aspect, it is impossible for me to really mix any dangerous official remarks into the advertisement, or some vulgar content that some ordinary people think."

"Return to the ordinary people, as if you are not the ordinary people."

Chongyun muttered.

"Eh?"

Xingqiu came to his senses: "You are not worried about me doing strange things with the photo camera, are you?"

He patted Gu Sanqiu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, this is completely different from what the two of us described in words back then. If you really use a photo camera to do that kind of thing, you need a real person, and that's a crime."

"..."

Gu Sanqiu glanced at Chongyun who was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and then looked at Xingqiu whose face suddenly became stiff.

"Think of a way to die, I allow you to choose your favorite way to die."

"Except for dying of old age and dying under peony flowers."

Chapter 220 Three: Cooking with Crispy Rice

"Then can I choose to die without illness or disaster?"

"Obviously that's impossible."

Gu Sanqiu took out a long spear: "I recommend being stabbed to death by me, otherwise it will be difficult for you to collect your body when you are smashed to death by my hammer. Using a gun can also give you a decent death, how about it?"

"No way."

The corner of Xingqiu's mouth twitched: "Okay, isn't it just some past events, who didn't have a bit of a happy past when they were young, do you think this is the truth?"

"The point is, does what you just said have anything to do with the word 'heartily'?"

Gu Sanqiu put down the spear: "But what you said makes sense, and you don't care about this kind of thing."

Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, that's normal. Anyway, under my influence, Chongyun doesn't think you are a good person anymore. This incident is at most just to deepen the impression, it's nothing big questionable."

Gu Sanqiu pinched Xingqiu's neck instantly, his eyes were full of killing intent.

"So you guys really should die!"

Chongyun looked left and right, not knowing whether he should stop Lao Gu now, or help him strangle Xingqiu to death, after all, this guy did a lot of tricking him.

However, considering that no matter which side he helped, the other person would come up with various ways to hurt himself afterwards, so Chongyun very wisely lowered his eyes and started drinking.

He was finally sure now, strictly speaking, these two guys were not good people, and if they stood in line rashly, they could easily be sanctioned by the other side in strange ways.

Well, as long as I pretend enough, the fire of this matter will not burn myself.

After playing around for a while, Xiangling came with rice cakes, Gu Sanqiu sent the three of them to prepare the ingredients, while himself and rice cakes got into the kitchen.

No, to be precise, it should be that after seeing Gu Sanqiu preparing to cook, Guoba didn't run away in a panic this time, but ignored Xiangling at all, and followed in bouncingly.

It is estimated that in the eyes of this person, the Gu family's culinary skills and philosophy are finally considered "the prodigal son turns back". This kind of behavior that is worthless must be encouraged!

"Hey, crispy rice!"

Seeing her little follower busy in the kitchen, Xiangling suddenly smiled, feeling that this scene was inexplicably interesting, as if the old and the young were teaching cooking skills on the road of cooking.

"No, no, the squad leader is so good at cooking, how could it be Guoba who taught him cooking skills? It's obviously the other way around."

"Crispy, fire breathing!"

Marcosius, the breath of the demon god!

Guoba casually took a pepper and chewed it, then blew a flame at the stove, ignited the combustibles inside and started heating the pot.

Gu Sanqiu nodded in satisfaction. In fact, he had wanted to try calling out this way a long time ago, but this is at home, not to mention that Fengxiang Room is still nearby, so the four words Marcusius can't just be called out casually.

Moreover, the god statue of rice cracker, or something similar to the god statue, has not been salvaged yet, and he doesn't know if there is an arrangement by the old man in it, so he can't say this name for the time being.

If the Kitchen God boss is absorbing the kitchen fire of thousands of families in this way to restore his strength, and when he is about to be able to perceive the god statue and make him appear in the world, and then he ruins the plan with a random Marcusius, then he is a sinner.

"However, how did this habit of eating a bite of chili before breathing out fire come about?"

Gu Sanqiu looked at the senior boss sitting on the small bench, who was fiddled with the stove to adjust the temperature with great interest.

If he remembered correctly, Marcusius, the Stove Demon God, was born from the sparks struck by the collision of stones. Grandma Ping said it herself.

It should be very easy for this kind of existence to light a fire or something.

Marcusius, the Demon God of the Stove, is probably similar to the gods bred by the heavens and the earth in a more fairy-like way. How could this kind of existence need a support to fiddle with the elemental power.

Or is this some kind of strange hobby cultivated in Wanmintang?

Gu Sanqiu was thoughtful, but then he was attracted by the aroma of rice gradually emitting from the side.

"Crispy rice, take a look at the pot. After a while, throw the chili and garlic into it and saute. I'll go and have a look."

"leilei~"

The steamed rice on the side exuded steaming heat and aroma. In order to ensure the quality of the final pot, Gu Sanqiu did not unmask the lid hastily, but carefully sniffed it with his nose.

"Tsk, there's an extra flavor."

Item: five-flavored rice

Source: Gedeng Temple