I live a slow life in Genshin Impact

Feng Luo took out his precious dagger, sharpened it on the terrazzo a few times, and then cried out "Ouch!"

There was a small bloody cut on his finger.

"I'm careless, I'm careless..."

Feng Luo quickly cleaned the wound, because if he was a step later, the wound would have healed.

However, on the other hand, it also shows how sharp this dagger is, it can even cut through Feng Luo's skin after his physical fitness has been strengthened!

"Doesn't it matter?"

Shen He asked with some concern.

"It's okay. It's normal for a chef to get his hands cut. It's just like being burned by oil."

Feng Luo was full of confidence: "Okay, it's time to deal with the fish."

He picked up the sharpened short knife and quickly processed the fish, then cut it into slices of even thickness. As for the bones and fish heads which were not easy to cook, he immediately threw them into the pot with water to boil.

Instantly, the fresh fragrance hit Shen He's nose, and he couldn't help but shrug his nose. This fragrance really whetted his appetite!

"smell good."

Shen He's praise made Feng Luo feel proud and he started to show his skills even more.

Soon, a pot of fragrant pickled fish fillets was ready and placed on the table.

"It's ready to eat!"

Feng Luo also made two large cups of sweet floral tea to supplement the necessary vitamins.

"Come and sit down, Shenhe."

"Ah."

The two sat down at the table and began to eat.

Shen He ate very elegantly; she was not a person who indulged in food, but the deliciousness of the sauerkraut fish slices made her unable to resist stretching out her chopsticks to pick up some to taste. Feng Luo scooped up some sauerkraut fish and soup with a spoon, poured them on the freshly cooked white rice, then lowered his head and started to eat the rice, making a slurping sound like a wild boar eating.

“Wow—it smells so good!”

He squinted his eyes, with rice and fish soup still stuck to the corners of his mouth, and expressed admiration from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling is just like the soup rice made by my family when I was a child. The rice absorbed by the delicious soup and I eat it in big mouthfuls. It is simply an ultimate enjoyment!

Although Shen He didn't quite understand, she felt genuinely happy seeing Feng Luo enjoying the meal so much.

The dinner was finished like this.

"So full!"

Feng Luo touched his belly and suddenly remembered the seaweed he got today.

"Ah, do we have to send it over? If the seaweed dries, will the effect change?"

Realizing this, he suddenly became a little worried.

"I'll deliver it."

Shen He stood up.

She ate in moderation, unlike Feng Luo who ate with big mouthfuls and made his stomach bulge. Shen He just ate simply to savor the food, so her stomach was still flat.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Shen He. I'm so sorry."

Feng Luo felt very ashamed. If he wasn't so full, he could have delivered it himself.

"It's okay, just don't go to bed until I get back."

Shen He reminded him before leaving, she was worried that Feng Luo would lose his vital signs once he fell asleep like before.

"Don't worry, I won't!"

Feng Luo was full of confidence, so Shen He left with peace of mind. Anyway, this place was not very far from Bubulu. With her speed, it would only take a few minutes to go back and forth.

"Huh...I shouldn't have eaten so much. My stomach is so bloated that it's a bit uncomfortable."

Feng Luo hummed and leaned against a wall, slowly waiting for the food in his stomach to be digested.

dong dong~

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Tartaglia. I'm here to see you, Feng Luo."

Tartaglia's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

"Then I just came in like this~ Hey, what's that smell in this room? Why does it smell so good?"

As soon as Tartaglia came in, he smelled a strong aroma. He had come here to eat, but now he felt a little hungry after smelling this.

"Ah, this is what I made tonight, would you like to have some?"

Feng Luo was just being polite, but he didn't expect Tartaglia's eyes to light up.

“Okay! This is it, right? It looks like Liyue’s special delicacy. I must try it!”

He didn't consider himself an outsider at all. He found a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and also found a rice steamer. He scooped out a large bowl of fragrant and steaming white rice, put it directly into the remaining pickled fish slices, and then stirred it.

Hey, hey...you have no intention of leaving any for us?

Feng Luo watched the scene with his eyes wide open, but did not stop it.

After all, if dishes like this are left until the next day, their taste will more or less change.

Moreover, Dadalia had generously donated this house before. No matter what the purpose was, being able to donate this house was already a huge gesture. Feng Luo had to give him some face more or less.

"Hululu——"

Tartaglia also ate voraciously, making noises like a pig.

On par with Feng Luo.

"Hey, hey, be careful there are fish bones in there."

Feng Luo reminded that it would be too embarrassing if the eleventh executive officer of the Fatui died because of a fish bone stuck in his heart!

"No problem, I've been eating fish since I was a kid and I know very well how to avoid fish bones!"

As Tartaglia spoke, he spat out a string of fish bones and placed them neatly on the table.

It looked like a circus performer.

"..."

While Feng Luo felt relieved, he looked at Tartaglia with a somewhat speechless look.

You don't have to put on a show!

Soon, the big bowl of rice was finished by Dardalia.

His stomach had become as big as Feng Luo's. He moved over with great effort and leaned against Feng Luo. The two of them lay against the wall together to digest the food.

"Wow~ It's the most delicious thing in the world. Where did you buy it?"

Dartalia was still unsatisfied.

"I do it by myself."

"Ah~ Then I have to come here more often to eat here. Delicious food like this is hard to come by in Liyue Harbor!"

"No, it's enough to come here occasionally for a meal. Why do you always want to come here?"

Feng Luo decisively refused: "This is not a free cafeteria."

"Then I'll offer 5000 Mora."

Tartaglia directly took out a bag of Mora and placed it next to it.

"Hey, hey... who do you take me for?"

Feng Luo said righteously: "Do I look like someone who values ​​Mora more than anything else? Take it back, or it would be an insult to me!"

Tartaglia was a little surprised, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! You're such an interesting person. Okay, I'll take it back then."

He put Mora away and leaned his head against the wall: "Actually, I came to you this time because I hope you can do me a favor."

"I knew it wasn't that simple. Tell me, what can I do for you? I have to know what it is before I can help."

Feng Luo's face darkened, and he had a premonition of trouble.