I'm a male god in Liyue

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"Oh……"

"Of course I can bargain! I used to go to the market with Zhu Zi every morning to buy groceries!"

"I see... I really like this knife, Diona, thank you."

“There’s no need to thank me for this. The clothes you’re wearing are quite old. I bought a few more and put them in your room. Remember to try them on tonight to see if they fit. If they don’t, you can go to a tailor to have them altered…”

Dulaf nodded, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

Only half a year has passed, and my daughter has already become so sensible... Mr. Xia is indeed someone I can entrust my life to.

Having finally given out all the gifts, Diona breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject, asking, "By the way, what about that great-great-great-great-grandfather?"

"You mean Olaf's grandfather? He built himself a little cabin over there, but he's probably having a drink at the tavern right now."

"Drinking!? That's terrible..."

"Yes, we should be more respectful to our elders."

"..."

Diona stuck out her tongue, then squatted down beside her father, picked up the old hunting knife she had previously disliked, and helped him process the game as before.

Her technique was also very efficient.

Durov lowered his head, smiled, and asked, "How do you feel about living in Liyue for so long?"

"Great! I can speak Liyue dialect now, and I can also recognize Liyue characters."

"so smart?"

"Humph."

"You haven't been wronged, have you?"

"No, everyone is very nice, especially the boss. He cooks for us every day and gave us red envelopes and special gifts during the Chinese New Year."

"A special gift?"

"Mine is a stone, which can be used to replace yeast for brewing."

Upon hearing this, Dulaf's expression turned somewhat strange.

He knew exactly how much his daughter hated alcohol, to the point that she hated anything even remotely related to alcohol.

Mr. Xia actually gave her such a gift, and judging from her tone now, she doesn't seem angry at all; on the contrary, she seems quite happy.

He tentatively asked, "You... brew wine?"

"Yes, I brew wine every day now. I'm determined to brew the best wine in the world! There's still some wine left over from today's brew. I'll take it out for you to try later."

? ? !

Dulaf was greatly shocked.

No, is this still my daughter?

She used to steal my wine jug and pour my wine into it. How come she still brews wine now? She has a completely opposite dream and even gives it to me to drink?

I hope she'll be okay drinking that wine...

I've never heard of any stone that can be used to brew wine...

Dulaf was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "If that's the case, are you still going to destroy Mond Winery?"

"Of course!"

"?"

"It's just a different method, you wouldn't understand anyway! Hurry up and process the meat, don't keep the customers waiting!"

"Oh……"

Durav felt that his daughter's changes seemed to be much greater than he had expected.

But this... should be a good thing, right?

Soon, the meat was all prepared, and Diona and Duraf returned home with the ingredients, only to find a large crowd gathered at their doorstep.

Everyone came to greet Xiangling.

Xiangling passed through Qingquan Town on her last trip to hone her culinary skills.

She had a cooking competition with Brock, the best chef in town, and treated everyone to rainbow juice she brought, so everyone in town had a very good impression of her.

She returned to Qingquan Town this time. Everyone knew she liked to collect all kinds of local specialties and ingredients, so they brought various foods from home to give to her.

Xiangling happily accepted the gifts, then ran over to discuss it with Xia Zhi, and then said that she wanted to invite everyone to stay for dinner that evening.

Everyone readily agreed.

"Xiangling, please make that kind of roasted meat again, just like last time!"

"Correct!"

"That's it!"

Xiangling quickly waved her hand: "Hey, you mean that? No, no!"

"why?"

Xiangling was a little embarrassed: "Because the barbecue last time was just too... there are still many problems!"

"What's wrong with that! That's the best barbecue I've ever had!"

"Yes! Your barbecue is much better than Brock's!"

Xiangling shook her head helplessly: "Even if you say that, it's no use, because tonight I'm just an assistant, my master is the head chef."

"Master?!"

"Xiangling's master?"

"Then your cooking skills must be even better, right?"

Xiangling nodded seriously: "Of course, my master's cooking skills are a hundred times better than mine!"

Guoba nodded in agreement: "Woo woo woo!"

Xia Zhi smiled and walked towards the fire.

Everyone looked at him expectantly.

It felt strangely like going back to your parents' home and being surrounded by aunts, uncles, neighbors, and relatives, showing off your skills.

Charlotte was snapping photos with her camera, probably planning to write an article about the local customs and culture, something about the warm hospitality of Clear Spring Town.

Under the master chef's skillful cooking, the enticing aroma of roasted meat soon filled the air.

Drops of oil dripped from the golden-brown crust, sizzling on the firewood, accompanied by the sounds of people swallowing their saliva.

Xia Zhi stretched out a knife, cut off a small piece, and put it in his mouth to taste it.

As the people around him watched his actions, the sounds of them swallowing became noticeably louder.

"Alright, Xiangling, go cut it up and share it with everyone."

"Okay Master!"

Xiangling agreed.

"Xiangling, this is too heavy. Don't let it fall to the ground. Let us carry it..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xiangling lifted a whole roasted deer with her slender, fair arm.

The surrounding crowd fell silent for a moment.

Xiangling placed it on the cutting board, picked up a cleaver, and skillfully sliced ​​the meat.

"Everyone, come and eat!"

"Oh!!"

The surrounding crowd immediately became noisy again.

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The next day, everyone took a stroll around Qingquan Town and even made a special trip to see the legendary spring.

The spring water does indeed taste sweet.

Then we took many commemorative photos.

At night.

Everyone sat around the campfire, chatting about the night.

Looking up, you can see many bright stars twinkling.

"Mona, what will the weather be like tomorrow?"

"It's a sunny day again."

"And then what? What else can you glean from the stars?"

"Hmm...it seems like something good is going to happen..."

"What good thing?"