Genshin Impact: Wherever you go, all wear and tear will be eliminated

The sun that set last night rose again in the east, bringing light and heat to the continent of Teyvat over and over again.

At the entrance of a house in the bustling Liyue Harbor, there is a teapot suspended in mid-air. If you look closely, you can see a wisp of mist lingering around the mouth of the teapot, like the legendary fairy air.

In the courtyard, a man in black got up at dawn, because the three children in the family had to go to work, so this idle old man could only help make breakfast.

Although it doesn’t matter whether the three children go to work or not, they still diligently insist on being there every day.

But today's breakfast also had a famous blond boy and his friend, a white-haired floating object. A table of people spent their breakfast time in laughter and joy.

Ningguang held her sister's hand in each other's and walked to the door, muttering, "The old man didn't get up late today." There was a joy in her words, which was twice as much as all her Mora, and even more.

Shen He took his elder sister's arm and responded with a smile: "Father said that he will never get up late again in the future."

Qiqi was holding hands with her eldest sister, and they looked like a mother and daughter. They had almost no connection except for their looks, but they did look very similar.

Mo Ran sat casually at the dining table, with his head slightly tilted back and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The two sentences just spoken at the door naturally did not escape the ears of this old guy, and he felt inexplicably happy listening to them.

Paimeng hummed and said contentedly, "I'm so full. I feel like I'm flying in the sky, hehe."

Sora curled his lips and said, "You didn't sit down in the first place!"

"I'm speaking metaphorically, metaphorically! Do you understand?" Paimon hummed, then turned his head away, not looking at the annoying guy.

Mo Ran smiled and said, "You two, when did you become so fond of bickering? I remember you were very close before, and you wanted to stick together all day long!"

"We are not like what you said!" The two of them retorted in unison. The tone, pronunciation, and even the breath were exactly the same, as if they were shouted by the same person.

Mo Ran folded his arms and placed them on the table, his smile growing even more, and said: "We have a good understanding, right? What happened? Did you have a conflict last night?"

Kong kept silent because he felt that these words were strange, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong. He was about to stop his travel companion, but it was too late.

Paimeng said faintly, "Kong, this guy didn't give me a midnight snack last night, so I had to stay up late before falling asleep. Humph, that's too much!"

The blond boy held his forehead and glanced at the floating white hair unhappily, thinking that if he continued like this, he would reveal everything at home to others!

Kong interrupted immediately, "Stop talking! I'll give you ten midnight snacks. Is that okay?"

Paimon said immediately, "Deal!" As if she felt it was not safe enough, she added, "The contract is done. Those who violate it will be punished by being eaten by rocks!"

Sora said, "Yes, yes."

Mo Ran laughed and said, "Let's live a good life, even if we quarrel inside and outside. The trivial matters of family life are indeed tiring, but it's better not to quarrel all the time. A family is not something you can have alone, it needs people you recognize to support it together!"

Sora explained: "It's not what you think. We just live together."

Mo Ran suddenly looked like he had figured it out, and he said, "Oh, what else could it be if it's not that kind of relationship? I've been through this before, so I understand."

"I don't think you understand." Sora said, rolling his eyes at him.

Mo Ran spread his hands and said, "I have also experienced being alone in a world without any relatives. Aren't you looking for your own blood relatives? Now, don't you long for the existence of family in your heart, longing for a relative to accompany you?"

Kong lowered his head and remained silent, which was considered as his agreement. At the same time, he was relieved. He had been muttering in his heart about how to explain it clearly, but he didn't expect Mo Ran to mean this.

Paimeng looked out the window, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "When we came back last night, Xiangling seemed to ask us to go look for her today? The breakfast rush hour is over now, shall we go?"

"Let's go." Kong answered briefly, and it was obvious that he still had some things on his mind, just like when he and his sister had a fight as children, he solved it in the same way. Everything would be fine tomorrow, and there was no rush anyway.

Paimeng looked at the man in black and said, "Mo Ran, Xiangling also said it would be better if you could go, how about it, do you want to go together?"

Mo Ran nodded, which was considered as his agreement.

A group of three went to Wanmin Hall near Huyan Street. At that time, there were only one or two tables with customers in the restaurant. At the counter, sat a blue-haired girl wearing a tiger-skin skirt and robe. Next to her was a raccoon with a noble background, Guoba.

The girl's name is Xiangling. She is one of the head chefs of this restaurant. Although she is very young, she is a regular customer. Before eating, she does not even look at the menu. They just ask the head chef and they will know how the food will taste.

Xiangling rested her elbows on the counter, supporting her chin with her hands, and glanced towards the door from time to time, waiting for the person she had an appointment with and the figure she hoped would appear.

"Lu, Lulu~" Guoba called out a few times in boredom, leaning against the wall, looking up at the ceiling, doing nothing.

Xiangling smiled and stroked its furry head, saying softly, "Good boy Guoba, wait a little longer, the traveler and little Paimon should be here soon."

"Lu..." Guoba drooped his eyelids and called out helplessly. If someone who could understand heard it, they would probably laugh out loud.

As soon as he reached the door, Mo Ran couldn't help laughing out loud, because his old friend had just said in a resentful tone: "This girl, the Kitchen God is right next to her, why did she go to Mo Ran to ask for cooking advice? Alas!"

"Boss Mo!" Xiang Ling's eyes seemed to sparkle with stars. She jumped out of the counter and said with a smile, "Boss Mo, please come in. I'll go make some tea. And you two, come in too!"

"Lu!" Guoba folded his hands. In the ears of the black-clad Guoba, he said indignantly: "Aren't three girls in your family enough? You have to come here to snatch Xiangling from me!"

Mo Ran responded to the girl's cordial invitation softly, and said with the magic of immortality: "I didn't say I would accept her as my disciple. Besides, who told me to be a raccoon instead of a human?"

"No matter how hard anyone thinks, they would never guess that a raccoon like you has unrivaled skills. All I can say is, you deserve it!"

Guoba was extremely angry, but Mo Ran was calm and composed. In the eyes of the people around them, the man and the bear were just staring at each other inexplicably, especially the raccoon's expression, which was so funny.

The three of them sat down at the table in the inner room. The man in black and the yellow-haired raccoon kept staring at each other, making a "lululul" sound incessantly, and Guoba's face became increasingly gloomy, as if he was affected by the explosion of the boiling pot.

Xiangling, who came over with a teapot, shouted, "Guoba! Don't treat guests like this!" Then she laughed and said, "Hey, Boss Mo, Guoba is not sensible, don't bother with him!"

Mo Ran smiled faintly, looking unconcerned, and said slowly: "Guoba is almost psychic, a rare immortal creature in the world. It's a bit strange to say, but I have an inexplicable premonition that Guoba's origin will be revealed on tomorrow's Moon Festival!"

Xiangling smiled and nodded, and made tea for the man in black. The tea was seven parts full, and the remaining three parts were favors. As a Liyue person, she naturally knew these rules.

Mo Ran nodded slightly towards the girl. This was the highest gift in the tea ceremony etiquette that an elder could give to a younger generation whom he valued.

Xiangling smiled even more. She finished brewing tea for the blond boy and the white-haired floating object before it was her turn as the host.

Xiangling moved the spout of the kettle to a deserted place and said with a smile: "Boss Mo, I have signed up for this year's Moon Festival Chef Competition. I invited you here today mainly to ask for your advice..."

Xiangling paused and added, "And the same goes for you two. Feel free to share any opinions you have."

Paimon scratched his head and asked, "Chef Contest? There is such a competition in Liyue?!"

Xiangling hummed and said, "It is held every year during the Moon Festival. Each session has a different theme, usually designated by the Seven Stars. This time the theme is Food and Mountains and Rivers."

Paimon said thoughtfully: "Combining delicious food with the scenery of hometown, hmm, it's a really good topic!" She looked very happy, as if all the anger over breakfast had disappeared.

Xiangling replied, "I think so too. I heard that it was Miss Ningguang who appointed her personally. She seems so powerful and always seems unfathomable!"

Mo Ran agreed, "Tianquan Xing Ningguang is indeed an extraordinary person. Just one of the businesses under his name is a height that many people cannot reach in their entire lives."

"She has bright eyes, a keen insight into the overall situation, and tries her best to control everything that can be controlled in her own hands. This is her signature character!"

Xiangling didn't know whether she understood or not, she nodded as if it was a matter of fact.

As for Kong and Paimon, they rolled their eyes at him. After all, Xiangling didn't know, but they knew it very well. So they naturally regarded that comment as an old father's praise for his daughter, which had no reference value at all.

Guoba made a few "lululu" sounds, which fell into the ears of the man in black, and it was "You are a daughter slave, you don't even have a fair evaluation, do you have any shame!"