Travel through Teyvat and spend your life with Linghua

Xinyang thought, isn't it just teaching her how to cook? And he had previously promised Linghua that he would teach her how to cook. Today was the perfect day to fulfill his promise, so he agreed without hesitation.

Thomas, who was standing aside to join in the fun, was secretly complaining. He knew very well in his heart that this matter was definitely not as simple as it seemed, but because Linghua was present, it was inconvenient for him to expose it in person. He could only hurried to the study to find Lingren to complain.

When Lingren heard the news and rushed over, Linghua had already gone into the house to change clothes. At this time, Xinyang was the only one left in the house.

Lingren frowned and looked at Xinyang, with a hint of complaint in his tone: "Xinyang, Xinyang, why don't you listen to our advice? We have reminded you a long time ago not to teach Linghua how to cook, not to teach Linghua how to cook. Why don't you listen? Do you have to wait until something happens before you give up?"

The more Xinyang listened, the more she felt something was wrong. "What's going on? I don't understand what you're saying."

Ayato slapped his forehead lightly, feeling secretly annoyed. He took a deep breath and was about to explain the whole story to Xinyang. However, at this moment, an inexplicable sense of tension surged in his heart.

Ling Ren was startled and quickly turned around to look. Unbeknownst to him, Ling Hua had quietly appeared behind him. This sudden change made Ling Ren stumble. After regaining his footing, he looked embarrassed and laughed dryly, saying, "Haha, Ling Hua, when did you get here?"

Linghua's face was so gloomy that it looked like water could drip out of it. She clenched her fists tightly and said in a cold voice, "Unfortunately, I came just when you were complaining to Xinyang. I don't quite understand what you just said, brother. I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation."

Faced with his sister's questioning, Ayato actually stuttered, a rare occurrence. "This...this...uh...what does it mean? Actually, this is what I mean. Listen to me...I...I mean...you actually have a talent for cooking. Yes, you do have a talent! It's just that you lack practical experience. If you start learning to cook now, you might face some risks. After all, the kitchen is not a place to joke. It's full of potential dangers, so...well, that's it."

Linghua obviously didn't believe Lingren's words. She glared at him fiercely, her eyes full of doubt and dissatisfaction.

Lingren felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back, and a lump in his throat. He continued with a stiff face, "It's absolutely true. I said this out of concern for you. You are my only sister, of course I am worried that you will get hurt. If you really want to learn how to cook, you must be extremely careful. Xinyang, I solemnly entrust you with one thing - you must ensure Linghua's personal safety! If any unexpected situation occurs, I will never let you go easily! Well, I still have work to do, you two can chat first." Before he finished speaking, Lingren turned around and left, not even daring to look back at Linghua and Xinyang.

Seeing that Ayato had left, Thomas felt it was not appropriate for him to stay any longer, so he left as well.

In a blink of an eye, Linghua and Xinyang were the only ones left in the hall.

Linghua let out a long sigh, turned around and smiled at Xinyang, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Let's go to the kitchen now."

After what Ayato Toma did, Xinyang would be lying if she said she wasn't panicking, but things had come to this point where she had no choice but to go ahead with it. It was just cooking, at most the kitchen would blow up, and with him there, nothing would go wrong.

On the way to the kitchen, Xinyang curiously asked Linghua, "Which dish do you want to learn to cook? As long as I know how to cook, I will teach you without reservation."

Linghua thought for a moment and replied, "Actually, I'm not really sure. Hmm... I think Liyue cuisine is incredibly delicious. Every time I try it, I can't stop eating. I can't help but eat more. Can you help me think of some simpler Liyue dishes? I can start by learning the easy ones."

Xin Yang thought for a moment, then said, "If we're talking about Liyue cuisine, then the simplest would probably be stir-fry. And among all the stir-fry dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes is definitely the top recommendation for beginners."

Hearing this, Linghua's eyes suddenly lit up and she said excitedly, "Okay! Let's choose this dish. I still remember the delicious tomato scrambled eggs you made before!"

When Linghua arrived at the kitchen, she wanted to help but Xinyang stopped her. "Hey, don't be in a hurry. Put on this apron first. There's no range hood here. It would be bad if you get splashed with oil."

"What is a range hood?"

"There's a machine that can stop the oil from splattering. Inazuma doesn't have one. Let's prepare the ingredients first."

After everything was ready, Xinyang instructed Linghua to heat the oil in a wok. As the temperature gradually rose, wisps of smoke began to rise from the wok. Just then, something unexpected happened—Linghua's divine eye actually flickered with light!

Xin Yang was shocked when he saw this. He quickly reached out and tightly grasped Ling Hua's wrist, anxiously asking, "What are you doing?"

Linghua was startled by the sudden questioning. She blinked her clear eyes, looked at Xinyang innocently, and replied aggrievedly, "I just wanted to... use elemental power to make the fire bigger. I remember you and Thomas used elemental power when you cooked."

Xin Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this. He shook his head and patiently explained, "Wait a minute! First of all, not all elemental powers are helpful for cooking. Secondly, cooking doesn't actually require the use of elemental powers. Look at those chefs in restaurants out there. Even if they don't have the Eye of God, they can still cook a delicious feast."

At this point, Xin Yang suddenly realized why Ling Ren was so adamantly against him teaching Ling Hua how to cook. He turned to look at Ling Hua and asked, "Could it be that you've tried this before?"

Linghua nodded timidly and said softly, "Yes, I did it just like Thomas did, but later..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she seemed a little embarrassed to continue.

Xin Yang had already guessed what happened next, so he said, "And then there was a huge explosion, right?"

"Huh?" Linghua widened her eyes and looked at Xinyang in surprise. "How do you know so much? Could it be..."

Xinyang patted his chest with a look of relief and said, "It's a good thing I stopped you! Linghua, you have to understand the situation. Our elemental attributes are different! For example, I am the wind element; Thomas is the fire element. The secret is that the fire element can make the fire more and more fierce, and the wind element can also add fuel to the fire, making the fire go to a higher level! But you are different. You are the ice element. When the cold ice element touches the boiling pot, the temperature difference is extremely large. The pot will definitely not be able to withstand this sudden temperature change, and it will explode with a bang! Now you finally understand?" As he spoke, he gestured the explosion with his hands, as if he had really seen a thrilling scene.

Linghua lowered her head, her hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, her body trembling slightly, like a child who had made a mistake, appearing a little at a loss.

"I understand. I don't use elemental power."

Xinyang simply took a pot and said, "Don't be discouraged. I'll make the same dish as you. You can cook it the same way I do. Let's consider it as today's lunch."