The daily life of a sickly girl in Liyue Port

Qianxue, who was far away in Liyue, had no idea what happened in Fengdan. She was sitting in Wanmin Hall waiting for Xiangling's delicious food to be served.

"Hey, Guo Ba, what do you think Hutao has been busy with recently?"

"?"

Guoba tilted her head and looked at Qianxue. Seeing Guoba's appearance, Qianxue sighed. Unfortunately, Guoba's knowledge was greatly reduced. He might be able to understand, but he couldn't respond to her.

Forget it, she was busy with the business of Shengsheng Hall anyway. After all, Hu Tao's salesmanship had never diminished. She knew Hu Tao's experience, so she wasn't angry about it. She was just a little lonely in Shengsheng Hall alone.

It’s okay not to mention that guy Zhongli.

"Xiao Qianyue?"

"Uncle Zhang, long time no see!"

Hearing the familiar voice, a smile appeared on Qianxue's face. She turned around and saw Uncle Zhang, whom she had not seen for a long time, walking towards her. They had not seen each other since the last Hai Lantern Festival.

"Haha, what a fate, why are you here for dinner now at this time?"

"Hey, I've been writing a novel and I've forgotten the time. The same goes for Uncle Zhang. Are you having dinner late today?"

Qianxue stood up. At this time, it was already a while before it was time to eat. She didn't expect to meet Uncle Zhang here.

"My son came back today. He was craving for the food from Wanmintang, so I just brought some back for him."

"That's it. Wan Min Tang is indeed delicious. Whatever Uncle Zhang wants, I'll treat him!"

Uncle Zhang had a smile on his face and rubbed Qianxue's head. He was very happy to see Qianxue getting better, which made up for his previous regret of wanting a daughter, but he was just thinking about it in his heart.

As Uncle Zhang rubbed her head, Qianxue just blinked blankly.

"That kid doesn't deserve to be treated to a treat or something. He's used to it when he comes back and yells that he wants to eat at Wanmintang."

"Just think of it as Uncle Zhang's thanks for taking care of me before. I'm very rich now."

Qianxue looked at the old man in front of her and called him Uncle Zhang, but in fact he seemed to be in his twilight years. She probably didn't want to be called old, so she always asked Qianxue to call him Uncle Zhang.

"I know you have a lot of molas, but forget it this time and wait until next time. Qianxue, your first treat can't be wasted on that kid."

Uncle Zhang waved his hand, just the one in his house, forget it.

"okay."

If you don’t agree, then let’s do it next time. Anyway, we are in Liyue Port. If you want to see him, just go to where Uncle Zhang often sets up a stall and squat with him.

"Qianxue! The thousand-layer mousse cake you ordered is ready."

Xiangling came running in a hurry carrying a thousand-layer mousse cake, but her speed slowed down again when she saw a stranger standing in front of Qianxue.

"So fast!" Qianxue looked at the cake held by Xiang Ling and said in surprise.

"Hehe, of course! Who is this?"

Xiang Ling smiled, she was getting more and more comfortable with sweet desserts now.

"Oh, this is Uncle Zhang. He took good care of me before."

"Ah hello, hello Uncle Zhang, I'm Xiangling."

"Chef Xiangling, I know. I won't disturb you young people. I'm going to find Master Mao."

"Okay."

After Uncle Zhang left, Qianxue and Xiangling sat down together. Xiangling leaned up slightly to watch Uncle Zhang talking with her father, and then looked at Qianxue with curiosity.

"Hey, Qianxue, I didn't expect you to know other people."

Qianxue, who was eating a thousand-layer mousse cake with a happy face, looked at Xiangling with resentment and swallowed the cake in her mouth.

"Why do you think I can't have anyone I know?"

"Hey."

"I'm going to give you a bad review!"

Facing the angry Qianxue, Xiangling quickly gave in.

"Ah, please don't! Oh, by the way, come with me to find some new ingredients later."

"You won't let me try the new ingredients, right?"

When it comes to new ingredients, Qianxue resists. She doesn't want to be a guinea pig for Xiangling to test dishes. She doesn't want to lower the importance of food in her heart.

"No, it must be Hutao."

"Huh, that's fine."

When she heard it was Hu Tao, Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief. It was Hu Tao. That's okay. Fortunately, it wasn't her.

"Hmm, when I tasted the dishes, Qianxue said that the ones you tasted were delicious. Hutao has now blacklisted me."

"No, Hutao is my beloved..."

Qianxue was a little hesitant about cheating Hu Tao, but before Qianxue could finish her words, Xiangling threw out her reward.

"How about ten layers of mousse cakes with different flavors?"

"Deal! Sometimes it's good to surprise your loved ones."

"Yeah, Qianxue is right."

At this time, Hutao, who was at Wuwangpo, sneezed. Hutao thought, Qianxue must be thinking about her, hehe.

"Yura, how do you feel?"

Amber's eyes turned red and she looked at Yura, who was sitting next to her. Yura was also in a depressed mood at this time. Unlike Amber, who had already finished "I Want to Eat Your Pancreas", Yura just read the third chapter. Finished reading one volume.

"...Fortunately, he actually recommended this type of novel to me. I'll take note of this!"

"Hey, Yula, have you finished the first volume?"

"Ah."

"Okay, let's eat something first, we're a little hungry."

Amber could already feel the feeling of hunger in her stomach. After finishing her meal, she read the first volume of "Plastic Memory". Now Amber couldn't stop.

"Okay, I'll go see if there's any game nearby."

"I'll go find some fruit and eat it here today."

The two have a clear division of labor, and both have rich experience in outdoor life. Amber recalled Sakura's ending and sighed in her heart, as if she wanted to dissolve the sadness that was thick in her heart.

She can probably understand why Liyue is so popular, even her.

At this time, everyone wanted Yura to finish reading "I Want to Eat Your Pancreas", but Yura's reaction was also unusual. Except for things about the old aristocracy, Amber rarely saw Yura in a low mood. look like.

It seems that the book "Plastic Memory" may be equally impressive.

Although she was sad in her heart, she couldn't help but be interested in Qian Youdie's other novels. She would borrow Yula's to read them after dinner.

The two of them were very fast. As a powerful wave knight, Yura could easily catch some wild game. The same was true for Amber. In a short time, a fire was rising in front of the two of them.

"How do you feel?" Yora asked looking at the somewhat sad Amber in front of her.

"Well...it's quite sad. Although the writing style is a bit jerky at first, the emotional control is very good and makes people feel comfortable. It's just that the final ending is a bit unexpected, but it doesn't seem to be that unexpected. Overall, it leaves a lasting impression on people. Very impressed.

After all, only regret touches people's hearts. The description of emotions, the inner monologue of the male and female protagonists and the best farewell are all very delicate, and it can easily touch the softness of people's hearts. "