Genshin Impact: I am Nangong Wenya, whoever I touch will be stupid

"All right……"

After being taught a lesson by Hu Tao, Nangong Ya had no choice but to shut up obediently.

"Oh, this is the money for the Immortal Banquet. Remember to hand it over later."

Hu Tao remembered something again and took out two white envelopes and handed them to Nangong Ya and Zhongli respectively. The words "Dianli" were written in black on the envelopes.

"Why is there still money? Shouldn't this be collected by the relatives of the deceased? Is it for the immortal in Jueyunjian?"

Pinching the thin envelope, Nangong Ya asked with some confusion.

"That's not the case. When the money is collected, it will be invested in the expenses of traditional festivals, and the Lantern Festival will be more lively in the future."

The Immortal Banquet was the responsibility of the Wangsheng Hall. Hu Tao was naturally very knowledgeable about this aspect, so she explained it to Nangong Ya.

"That's it..."

Nangong Ya nodded, and then she went up to Yujingtai with Hutao and Zhongli and arrived at the Farewell Banquet.

At this time, the entire Yujing Terrace was filled with tables and chairs, even to the entrance of Yuehai Pavilion.

There are temporary stoves around Yujing Terrace, where ten specially hired chefs are busy working.

"Master! Master, you are finally here! Something bad has happened!"

At this moment, Lao Meng, the ceremonial attendant of the Wangsheng Hall who was in charge of the Immortal Banquet, ran over in a hurry.

"What's wrong? What's the problem?"

Seeing Lao Meng's anxious look, Hu Tao asked hurriedly. She also attached great importance to the Immortal Banquet.

"It's like this. The chef you invited, Xiangling, wants to add a dish called Slime Mushroom. I think this may not be appropriate..."

Old Meng took a breath and then hurriedly explained the situation to Hu Tao.

"Well, although Xiangling's dishes taste very good, this is related to the reputation of Lord Yan. We really can't let her do whatever she wants. I will talk to her in person."

Hu Tao nodded and agreed with Lao Meng's concerns.

"Keqing, please take a seat with Xiaoya first. I will come back to find you later."

After saying something to Zhongli and Nangong Ya, Hu Tao followed Lao Meng and left.

"Slime Mushroom..."

Although she believed in Xiangling's cooking skills, Nangong Ya couldn't help but stretch out her hand and shrink her neck. After all, the slime's drops were some sticky transparent liquids, which looked a bit disgusting...

"Well, the dish doesn't look good, but it tastes okay."

Zhongli, who had once had the pleasure of tasting it, couldn't help but comment.

Afterwards, the two handed the silk money to Bai Shi, who was arranged by Ningguang to collect it, and then sat down according to the assigned seats. Their seats were at table 49, which was closer to the "main table" in the middle of Yujingtai.

And this main table will also be where the seven stars sit.

"Hey, Xiaoya, you guys are already here~"

Not long after, Ying and Paimeng came over, and the seat they were assigned happened to be table 49.

"Pay attention to your eating manners later, there are other strangers around."

After taking their seats, Ying couldn't help but give Paimeng a reminder. After all, there were eight people at a table, and there were only four of them including Paimeng.

"Humph, Paimon always eats well."

Paimon snorted unhappily. She always felt that everyone liked to expose her shortcomings.

After waiting for a while, two more young men came to the seat next to me.

"Eh? Are you the traveler who defeated the demon god? Nice to meet you, my name is Xingqiu."

The elegant blue-haired boy recognized Ying at a glance and introduced himself to her politely.

It seemed that it was the advice of the immortals that Qixing hid the news about Nangong Ya and did not announce it to the outside world. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the main force that helped defeat Osel was Ying.

"And this one is a guest of Wangsheng Hall, right? It's an honor to meet you. And this little sister and... this white flying pet."

"Hey! I'm not a flying pet! My name is Paimon!"

Hearing Xingqiu's words, Paimeng glared at her angrily.

If this continues, Ying will be a little worried that Paimon will blow himself up into a balloon next time.

"And me, my name is Chongyun, it's an honor to meet you."

Chongyun, who was left aside by Xingqiu, had no choice but to speak up himself.

"Well, please take your seats and prepare to have the feast."

The dishes had already been served, and Nangong Ya hurriedly urged them to take their seats.

"Hey, I'm back. Hello, Xingqiu Chongyun!"

At this time, Hu Tao, who had successfully persuaded Xiangling, also rushed over, sat down next to Zhongli, and greeted Xingqiu Chongyun opposite her.

"Lulu~"

Guoba, who came with Xiangling to help, became a waiter. He happily put the plate on the table, waved and greeted Nangong Ya and the others, then turned around and ran back to continue helping.

"Paimon, according to Liyue rules, when food is served, the oldest person starts eating first."

Ying stopped Paimon from eating and looked at Zhongli.

"..."

Zhongli was silent for a moment. The food on the table was…

"This blanched squid looks delicious. Zhongli, hurry up and start eating."

Nangong Ya urged with a wicked smile, who would have thought that the first dish would be this.

Fortunately, Zhongli quickly thought of a way to deal with the situation. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of dried fruit from the appetizer snack that had been on the table since the beginning.

"Hey, Zhongli has started eating, it's time to eat!"

Paimon then happily picked up the chopsticks and started eating without any hesitation.

At this time, the dishes continued to be served. Thanks to the funding from the Seven Stars, the Immortal Banquet was very sumptuous, with all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, and even a small pot of Xian Tiao Qiang on each table.

God knows how exhausted those chefs must have been. After all, Xian Tiao Qiang had to be prepared a long time in advance, and one hundred tables meant one hundred servings of Xian Tiao Qiang…

At the table next to them, Wendy, an invited foreign friend, had already started a drinking contest with the Liyue people...

"Oh, sorry I'm late. Something delayed me."

Just when half of the dishes were served, the eighth seat at Nangong Ya's table, which had been vacant, was finally taken. It was a girl with long black hair that tinged purple. Although she was wearing casual clothes to attend the Immortal Farewell Banquet, her identity was still easy to recognize at a glance.

"So this is Mr. Yun's seat. It is my honor to sit at the same table with Mr. Yun."

Zhongli looked back and found that the person coming was Yun Jin, so he immediately stood up to greet him.

After all, he is Yun Jin's loyal spectator.

"Haha, Mr. Zhongli, thank you for the compliment."

Yun Jin responded somewhat embarrassedly.

Nangong Ya and Ying looked at Yun Jin curiously. This was the first time they saw her up close.

"Hmm...Mr. Yun? Is that Yun Jin from the Yun Han Society?"

Paimon looked up curiously, but did not stop what he was doing with his hands and mouth.

"Paimon, you know it's very rude to talk to people like this."

Ying hit Paimeng on the head with the thick end of the chopsticks in annoyance.

"Well……"

The knock made Paimeng stop his movements abruptly. He covered his neck in pain, then quickly grabbed the cup in front of Ying and poured the drink in it into his mouth in one breath.

"Ah... Paimon almost choked to death!"

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