"Xiang Ling! I came to see you today on business!"
Hu Tao chuckled and quickly closed the distance between the two.
"Business? You're asking me to help you sell the business of the Rebirth Hall again, are you?"
Xiangling bent down curiously and touched Qiqi's head.
She had known Qiqi, the herb-picking apprentice from Bu Bu Lu, for a long time. However, because of her special status and Mr. Bai Shu's protection of Qiqi very well, she only met her briefly a few times when she was helping her father prescribe medicine.
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"Eh? Of course not!"
"It doesn't matter if Xiangling doesn't want to do promotion... After everyone is born in this world, they are destined to be my customers. Even if they are not now, they will be sooner or later!"
Hu Tao proudly held her arms and explained to Xiang Ling seriously.
"It doesn't matter, you are a liar."
Xiang Ling wanted to punch Hu Tao now. Such a playful and smiling guy was actually the master of the Hall of Rebirth.
A place like the Hall of Rebirth should be very serious, right?
Look at Mr. Zhongli's quiet and elegant appearance on weekdays. Although he only drinks tea and hangs out every day, he is also a very serious and reliable guest.
Not like a walnut...
Xiangling raised her head and met Hutao's eyes. Her short, refreshing blue hair fluttered slightly under the caress of the breeze.
Hutao put his hands behind his back and put his face close to Xiangling, with the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose. The air around him seemed to have suddenly risen a few degrees. In addition, Hutao's warm breath was pouring on her face, and the little cook's face suddenly turned red.
It feels like I just finished eating Jueyun Chili Pepper.
Even if Xiangling is a chef who loves cooking and doesn't care about appearances, he has to be sure that Hutao does look good.
After rubbing the top of Xiang Ling's head, Hu Tao looked at the little cook who was a little shorter than him and the hair that had been rubbed out, blinked, and smiled.
"Xiang Ling is still as cute as ever..."
Hutao straightened up and finally started talking about business.
"Have you seen this person in Liyue Port?"
Hu Tao let go of Qi Qi's hand, turned her wrist, and the scroll slowly unfolded, and the image of the blood-armored general appeared on the paper.
"No..."
Xiangling's eyes were first attracted by the sea of fire behind the figure in the painting, and the God's Eye on her waist trembled slightly. After a few seconds, Xiangling suddenly came back to her senses and shook her head in confusion: "I've never seen it before... How about I
Ask dad to find Qian Yanjun’s friends and see if they have any clues?"
Famas in the painting was wearing battle-damaged armor. Although his appearance was the same as that of a thousand years ago, Xiangling really didn't recognize him with just his eyes.
There's just a vague sense of strange familiarity.
"Have you never seen it before..."
Hutao sighed, unable to conceal his disappointment, but immediately smiled as if nothing had happened: "It doesn't matter, there is still most of Liyue Port that we haven't found yet..."
"In addition to this person, we also want to ask if Wanmintang sells coconut milk!"
Knowing that Xiangling had no clues about the person in the painting, Hutao asked Qiqi about the coconut milk she was looking forward to.
"Today's coconut milk has been sold out."
Xiangling shook her head and said in embarrassment: "Only the big shots in Yuehai Pavilion will order coconut milk, and a lot of it is imported from Xumi. The fresh coconut milk dad made in the morning has been delivered to the General Affairs Department." p>
"Is that so?"
Hearing Xiang Ling's words, Hu Tao didn't react at all. Qi Qi, who was always paralyzed, grabbed Hall Master Hu's finger and held it carefully.
"No need to buy it, there is someone who can help Qiqi find coconut sheep..."
Qiqi lowered her head and said in an aggrieved voice.
"Coconut sheep?"
This time it was Xiangling's turn to wonder, what kind of creature is the coconut sheep? Is it a native creature of Liyue? Can it be eaten?
In Liyue, there are actually sheep that the chef himself doesn’t know about?
Not only Xiangling, Hutao also stared at Qiqi strangely.
"Coconut Sheep is a semi-immortal beast..."
Qi Qi was about to explain, but when she saw the strange looks in their eyes, her tone suddenly weakened, and finally turned into a cooing sound.
Hutao seemed to understand something and opened her mouth in surprise: "Qiqi, you said you were looking for coconut goat... isn't it to squeeze coconut milk?"
Although there is not much expression on his face, the little zombie will still try to express his emotions, but unfortunately he can only express them through words that are neither salty nor bland: "Well... coconut goat's milk tastes better, better than ordinary goat's milk.
Delicious."
Qiqi nodded in approval.
As soon as they finished speaking, Hu Tao and Xiang Ling looked at each other and hesitated again and again, but Xiang Ling spoke first.
"Qiqi, coconut milk is not the milk of coconut goat..."
"The coconut milk you drink is made from coconuts that grow on trees."
The two people sang and explained, but all they got was the little zombie's confused questions.
"Is that so? Qiqi, I don't know, maybe I forgot."
Qiqi still looks cute and cute.
In her impression, breasts...should not grow from trees, right?
Xiangling looked at Qiqi's dull look and mistakenly thought it was because the little Lolita's ideas had been impacted. Just as she was about to comfort her, the chef at Wanmintang heard the call of Master Mao.
"Xiang Ling! Why haven't the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes been brought out yet? The guests can't wait!"
"Coming soon, Dad!"
Hearing Master Mao's anxious call, Xiangling remembered the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had lost its temperature. She hurriedly activated her divine eye and carefully heated the cake.
"If you want coconut milk, you can go and have a look near Liuliting. Maybe the General Affairs Department will sell some for them."
"If you really don't have any, I'll leave a bucket for you tomorrow morning when daddy restocks the goods."
Xiangling paid attention to the temperature of the steamer while helping Hutao think about it.
"Hehe, Xiangling, you are so kind!"
Hu Tao excitedly hugged Xiang Ling from behind, gave an excited kiss, and kissed the girl on the cheek.
Xiangling suddenly felt that her voice and brain no longer belonged to her, and her eyes suddenly opened wide.
But holding a steamer bigger than himself, he could only let Hutao blow in his ears.
The faint fragrance of plum blossoms comes.
"Eh? Why do you blush so easily?"
"Who's blushing... stop talking nonsense!"
Xiangling couldn't tell whether it was because of shyness or because of the fire in front of her that her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter.
"Next time you come to see me, don't be sneaky, as it can easily lead to misunderstandings."
"I...I'm going out! Goodbye!"
White steam emerged from the steamer. Xiangling quickly dodged sideways, distanced herself from Hutao, turned around and ran out the door with the big steamer in hand.
It’s best not to see you again!
"Eh? Are you leaving now?" Hutao quickly jumped to the door and waved to Xiangling's back: "I will come to see you again!"
What a fun and interesting girl.
Hutao licked her lips, as if savoring the touch on her lips, a look of satisfaction filled her plum-red eyes.
"Let's go, Qiqi, let's go to Yuehai Pavilion to find coconut milk! By the way, we'll ask if there are any clues about the person in the painting."
Hall Master Hu led Qi Qi over the wall. The aroma of cooking over a large fire wafted from the chimney of Wanmin Hall, and the smoke curled up softly.