Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

"You still have a long way to go, and I have nothing more to teach you!"

As Marcosius finished speaking, a hint of joy finally appeared on Zhuoyang's calm face.

"Hahaha, the three-year period is over, and I, Zhuoyang, am back!"

Zhuoyang shouted in front of Marcosius's house, unable to hide his excitement.

"Uncle Ma, don't worry. Even if you fall into poverty in the future, I will not ignore you!" Zhuoyang said to Marcosius and immediately rushed out.

Marcosius looked at Zhuoyang's back, smiled faintly, and returned to his huge house.

……

Although he has been learning cooking in recent years, he has not fallen behind in his cultivation and his martial arts skills have become more and more proficient.

That's right, he hasn't reached the level of being able to fly yet.

Moreover, he also mastered some magical techniques related to the fire element.

……

"Huh..." Zhuoyang exhaled towards the bonfire, and the breath instantly turned into a raging fire, igniting the bonfire.

"This... is so contrary to my temperament. If you don't know, you might think I'm breathless!"

While complaining, Zhuoyang skewered the fish with wooden spikes and roasted them over the fire.

After a while, the aroma of fish wafted around.

At this moment, a hillbilly suddenly ran over and Zhuoyang was also startled.

However, instead of singing "Brother Fight" to him, the Hilliard stared at his grilled fish.

Zhuoyang smiled, shook the grilled fish and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"dada" The hillbilly seemed to understand what Zhuoyang meant. He nodded and uttered a language that Zhuoyang could not understand.

Zhuo Yang suddenly found it very interesting, and then he pointed at his fishing rod and said:

"That's easy. Go to the bridge and catch a few. I'll grill them for you!"

The Hilliard scratched his head and walked to the bridge, not quite understanding what was going on.

Then he put his fishing rod on the bridge and sat there looking at the water.

Zhuoyang comes from the modern era, so he knows something about the life stories of the Hillil people and has no aversion to them.

Later, after he finished eating the grilled fish, he discovered that the Hilliard had actually caught a fish.

The hillbilly immediately came to Zhuoyang with the fish in his hands, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Dada..."

Zhuoyang was stunned for a moment, then he started roasting with a smile.

……

After eating the grilled fish, the Qiuqiu people went back to the bridge to continue fishing.

Yunqi walked onto the bridge, and as he passed by him, he couldn't help but say, "If you don't hurt humans, maybe there will be a place for you here."

After saying that, Zhuoyang left.

After staying in the mountains for a long time, it was natural for him to go to Liyue Harbor to see the world.

The hillbilly looked at Zhuoyang's back in confusion, wondering if he understood.

……

Zhuoyang came to Liyue and found that everything was not as prosperous as he had imagined.

Soldiers can be seen everywhere on the streets, and the Liyue Harbor has not yet been completed.

"Stop, who are you and what are you doing here? Please show me your ID card!"

Zhuoyang's wandering soon attracted the attention of the soldiers, and a team of soldiers quickly stopped him and started questioning him.

"My name is Zhuoyang. I'm a hermit cultivator living in the mountains. I've come to the mortal world to gain some experience." Zhuoyang immediately bowed and introduced himself.

"His origin is unknown. Take him away and hand him over to Lord Guizhong!" After the captain of the soldiers said this, two soldiers came out, one on the left and one on the right, taking Zhuoyang to the General Affairs Department.

"I'm not an enemy..." Zhuoyang cried out in injustice, but his body walked honestly.

……

"Lord Guizhong, we have captured an unidentified person!" The soldier bowed and reported.

"Take him away and ask him to explain his origins..." A familiar voice came into Zhuoyang's ears. Isn't this her master's friend?

"Aunt Guizhong, it's me, Zhuoyang, my master Liuyun..." Zhuoyang hurriedly shouted loudly inside.

"Wait a minute!" Just as the soldiers were about to take Zhuoyang away, the voice from inside the door came again.

Soon, the door was pushed open and Gui Zhong walked out with a smile.

She still doesn't like wearing shoes the same as before.

"It's you. How could Liu Yun bear to go down the mountain with you!" Gui Zhong signaled the two soldiers to retreat, then teased with a smile.

"I ran away secretly. Aunt Guizhong won't tell her, right?" Zhuoyang scratched his head and asked with a little expectation.

"Auntie... just call me sister. The name auntie is too old!" Gui Zhong pouted and said very dissatisfiedly.

"Sister Guizhong, has anything happened in Liyue recently? I saw many soldiers on alert." Zhuoyang immediately shouted tactfully.

"Well... the Emperor has led the immortals to the battle, so our base camp naturally needs to be on high alert to prevent sneak attacks!" Guizhong nodded and explained with a smile.

"Let's not talk about this. I'm very busy now and don't have time to take care of you!" A trace of distress appeared on Gui Zhong's face and he shook his head.

"No need to take care of me, I just want to come down and gain some experience!" Zhuoyang waved his hand quickly.

"Well, you are so sensible. I used to hold you in my arms, and now you have grown so big!" Gui Zhong blinked and said with great satisfaction.

Zhuoyang was upset when he heard this.

"Okay, I'll go and modify the Guizhong machine. You can take your time to look around!" After Guizhong said this, he went back into the house.

Zhuoyang looked at Guizhong's hurried steps and shook his head helplessly. She was still as lively as before.

I still remember that when I was young, Guizhong often researched some baby-raising tools for Liuyun, which made me very tired.

Let’s put it this way, he was able to survive thanks to Gui Zhong’s mercy.

……

"Boss, a bowl of shrimp dumplings." Zhuoyang came to a crowded shop and directly ordered a delicious dish that Hutao had been singing about.

"Shrimp dumplings? Sir, we don't have this dish here. Would you like to take a look at this roasted tiger fish, sweet flower stuffed chicken..." The waiter came over and asked with an apologetic smile.

Because Zhuo Yang's voice was so loud, the chef came out and asked very humbly, "Sir, do you know how to make this dish? Can you tell me a thing or two?"

Zhuoyang looked at the chef in front of him who was so respectful and thought of Guoba's teachings.

“Spread the cooking skills throughout Teyvat so that everyone can enjoy gourmet fireworks.”

"Okay, I can make it too, so why not give it a try!" Zhuoyang stood up and smiled, then asked the chef.

"No problem, thank you for your advice!" The chef immediately said gratefully.

So Zhuoyang went to the kitchen and started cooking.

After a while, a fresh fragrance wafted out, and all the diners put down their chopsticks and looked towards the kitchen.

Zhuoyang brought out a plate of shrimp dumplings with a smile, then sat down and started eating.

The chef also came out at this time and said with a smile: "Thank you for the offer from this diner. Our restaurant has launched a new dish of shrimp dumplings. Today, I, Mao Yumin, invite everyone to taste it for free!"

Zhuoyang smiled at him, then lowered his head to eat.