Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 377: Thousands of Sails at Dusk (Part )

Chapter 377: Thousands of Sails at Dusk (Part )

The dusk glazed the red lacquer sign of Chihuyan with an amber glaze, and Xiangling's iron pot was spurting out golden red flames. The hair on Guoba's head was lifted by the steaming mist, and the furry pads of his meat made the pine wood stove bang, and his claws hooked the glass sauce to draw a nebula vortex - the bowl of "Slime Condensate Eight Treasure Duck" was iridescent in the sunset, like a glass cup filled with sunset glow.

Xizhi's ears trembled slightly in Grandma Ping's arms, and the silver-gray fur rippled with the taste of pepper and salt. The red-haired lawyer sitting next to her was flipping through the gilded legal code, and the plum blossom hairpin in her hair swayed slightly as she chewed: "Article 230 of the Liyue Eclipse Law, the food taster has the right to remain silent--" Before she finished speaking, she suddenly burped with a flame, startling the condensed liquid ball on Guoba's head so much that it almost fell off.

"Be careful!" The moment Xiangling turned around and poured the oil, the condensed liquid in midair solidified into an amber sugar painting. The rice crust sprayed out glass fire, melting the sugar painting into thousands of threads, and the golden red sugar threads fell on the celadon plate, just like the whiskers of a rock dragon entwining a half-moon.

The eight-treasure duck, stained by the dusk, shone with the luster of agate. As soon as Xizhi's nose touched the edge of the bowl, the unique herbal smell of slime gel made the dragon scales behind her ears stand up. Guoba raised the duck leg covered with dew like a treasure, and the translucent gelatin wrapped with crushed red cloud pepper fell off, just splashing on the cat's pink meat pad.

"Meow!" The silver-gray fur exploded into a sea urchin ball, and Xizhi flipped over the Liyue Eclipse Law when he jumped onto Yanfei's head. The red-haired lawyer hurriedly caught the condensate bottle: "Article 250 Supplementary Clauses, unilateral termination of the food tasting requires payment of three times the liquidated damages..." Before he finished speaking, Xizhi hooked her goose-yellow hairband with his claws and jumped into Grandma Ping's arms like a swing, and the plum blossom hairpin drew a red meteor in the air.

Guoba was so anxious that he turned in circles, and the hair on his head curled into a question mark. Suddenly, two balls of glass fire spurted out, roasting the condensed liquid into trembling jelly, and clumsily brought it to the furry cat. Xizhi huddled in Grandma Ping's sleeve, revealing half of her amber vertical pupil, and poked the jelly with her trembling claws - "Pop!" The condensed liquid suddenly stretched out translucent tentacles and stuck to her raised whiskers.

"Meow!" Amid the trembling cries for help from the golden bells of the dragon horns, Guoba pounced on the cat and encircled it in a furry embrace. The force of his brown paws patting the cat's back was like kneading dough, and he licked the jelly into a heart shape and stuffed it into the cat's paws that looked like dandelions.

Xiangling was trying so hard to hold back her laughter that the iron pot was smoking: "Potato crust! Article 100 of the Code states that forced feeding is prohibited—" But Xizhi's nose was stained with chili powder, and he sneezed while being pushed by the pot crust and spinning in circles, with silver-gray and brown fluff entangled into a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram. Grandma Ping's dust-cleansing bell on her wrist swung lightly, and a wisp of immortal power passed by, and the jelly instantly turned into almond tofu with maple syrup flowing.

"According to the special provisions of Article 300," Yan Fei picked up the code, with cat hair still stuck to the ends of her hair, "the victim has the right to receive dessert as compensation~" The flame from her fingertips "whoosh" burnt half a page of paper, and she pretended to push her non-existent gold-rimmed glasses.

When the last rays of the setting sun shone over the tiles of the Wanmin Hall, Xizhi was lying on Guoba's belly licking his paws. The slime condensed into butterfly-wing-shaped crystals on the tip of her ear, flickering with her breathing - that was the apology gift that Guoba exchanged for three strings of golden shrimp balls from Ashanpo. Xiangling's annoyed muttering floated in the evening breeze: "Which article of the code is related to Maorong's fraud......"

The next day: Yujingtai

As the morning light spread over Feiyun Slope, the white marble steps had turned into a glazed cooking table. Yanfei stood under the gilded plaque that read "Lu Shui Zhi Yi", her plum blossom hairpin reflecting the brilliant light of the early morning sun.

In the shade of the ancient sycamore tree at Yuehai Pavilion, Xizhi curled up on Grandma Ping's lap, his long silver-grey tail curled around half a sycamore leaf to shade him from the sun. The old woman's dry-branch-like fingers combed through the soft fur behind the cat's ears, and the newly born dragon scales rippled in the light spots between the leaves: "Don't worry, little greedy cat, I'll get you a bowl of amber honey-pickled tofu later."

"clang--"

The Xiangling iron pot bursts out with gilded sparks, and the Jueyun pepper chicken spins in the boiling oil like a colorful dance. The slime condensed on the top of the rice crust condenses into an ice cup, and the three-threaded silk pours into it like a rainbow waterfall. The best is the crystal shrimp - the shrimp meat is wrapped in an ice coat as thin as a cicada's wing, and it is actually carved with lotus patterns in the Luhua Pond, and it blooms with a colorful rainbow halo when the sunlight penetrates.

"Hua La!" The moment Yan Xiao opened the century-old purple clay pot, the mellow fragrance of Xian Tiao Qiang startled the copper bells on the eaves of the Qun Yu Pavilion. The glazed lilies bloomed in the steam, and the cold mint leaves held the golden shrimp balls floating in the air. Each golden thread was wrapped with the faint light of rock elements, as if the entire Min Forest was condensed into a shadow blue porcelain plate.

"I want it to be crispy!" Keqing lightly tapped the spicy chicken with her scabbard, and lightning weaved a star map under the crispy skin.

"It needs to be moist." Ningguang's fingertips were suspended over the soup, measuring the golden arc of the 3,600-turn vortex.

"I want the soul." Tian Quanxing's hand holding the spoon suddenly stopped - the glazed lilies floating in the soup were exactly the same as the coarse pottery bowls offered at the old stove in Qingce Village.

Xizhi's nose moved slightly, and the coolness of mint mixed with the fragrance of pepper spread over the fur. Just as the cat's claws were about to poke out of the sycamore leaves, Grandma Ping's dust-cleaning bell swung out the Qingxin barrier: "Little ancestor, the shrimp balls were made with three times the amount of Jueyun pepper salt." The cat made a wronged "meow", hooked its claws on the Su embroidered lily on the old man's lapel, and twisted its round body into a glutinous rice cake ball.

Yan Fei's code suddenly flipped: "Emergency! Yuheng's sword fell into the Fairy Jump Wall--" Keqing calmly fished out the sword tassel soaked in fragrance: "Article 179, no points will be deducted for unexpected fragrance." The golden tassel happened to brush Xizhi's nose, startling the cat and sneezing with a salt and pepper smell, and a few gold silk fragments exploded in the silver-gray fur.

The sundial needle passed the third quarter of the afternoon, and Uncle Tian's pipe drew a tie totem in the twilight. Xiangling and Yanxiao simultaneously brought out the finale dessert - two servings of almond tofu with maple syrup. The moonlight shone through the glass bowl wall, casting the shadows of two lotus flowers on the blue brick floor.

Xizhi's ear-tip bell suddenly rang by itself. Grandma Ping smiled and scratched the cat's chin: "Look, even the Kitchen God favors you, little cat slave."

The cat turned over, revealing its snowy belly, and the golden bell on the tip of its tail shattered the moonlight all over the ground.