Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

Master doesn't like it.

They loathed this jade, pearl, and white jade soup.

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"But the recipe for Jade Pearl White Jade Soup is very simple, and you have a long life ahead of you... You will always meet another apprentice who knows how to make White Jade Soup."

The words echoed in the ears of the True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng once again.

She had thought about that incident from two thousand years ago for a long time.

She kept thinking about where Fushe went afterward, what exactly happened to Fushe, and why it ended up like that.

why?

She kept this secret to herself.

Will the next apprentice be able to make white jade soup...?

She also gazed at the bowing boy.

That was indeed Jade Pearl White Jade Soup. Actually, this kind of dish is so simple to make, and there are plenty of restaurants in the area. But ever since Fushe left, Liuyun has never eaten Jade Pearl White Jade Soup again.

It wasn't that Gan Yu disliked the dish, as she thought; it was just that none of the dishes she tasted had the same flavor as before.

'I am about to fall into demonic possession; I hope you will take care of yourself from now on.' — This was Fushe's farewell.

You're about to fall into demonic possession, silly child. What kind of demon are you going to fall into?

You've always been like this, keeping everything to yourself and never telling anyone.

As dusk settled over the mountains, Qingnuoyan finished his prayers, stood up, brushed the grime off his clothes, and prepared to leave.

Almost subconsciously, Liu Yun called out:

Who dares disturb my peace here?

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ps1:

Ugh, the New Year's company is doomed! What a disgrace!

Three thousand floors... three thousand floors.

I topped the list of complaints during the day.

Friend: How did you get to number one on the list?

Me: I was called a nobody and got promoted.

Shame on you!

There were even oil tycoons who opened treasure chests and called them "small fry"...

First of all, thank you to the oil tycoon for the treasure chest.

That's going too far!

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PS2: After the Salt Lands storyline begins, the main storyline will be officially underway, and what everyone wants to see will be there.

I'll just chat with you briefly, without going into too many spoilers.

Then there's Qingnuoyan. I actually won't kill him off. There will be a stab, a really hard stab. I've already laid the groundwork. Maybe other people will think he's dead, but I won't kill him—at least not in Liyue.

Dying for the sake of dying is meaningless, and repetitive routines can easily become tiresome. Dying and coming back to life is becoming an assembly line—and it's too unfair to him.

He came into this world to fulfill a promise, and there is another promise waiting for him to fulfill in Inazuma.

When I write the protagonist's life, I usually tend to focus on maps. For example, Inazuma admires a land that is both beautiful and short-lived, so I had Kiyono Raimei die a magnificent death.

Mondstadt is a land that cherishes freedom, so the young wolf and Windwhisper drifted away freely with the wind.

But Liyue is different. Liyue is a kingdom of contracts. Even the Emperor said he wanted to retire and rest. So I define Liyue as 'letting the protagonist rest well, fulfill the promise, and have a good dream that is not perfect but not bad either'. Only when you are well rested can you have the strength and energy to face the rest of your life.

Let him get a good night's sleep in Liyue.

As the salt god said:

"Mr. Fushe, get some rest. No one will disturb your sleep."

PS3: Wow, I said so much on a whim, but now I feel ashamed of myself for being such a nobody! Damn it!

Volume 1: Happy New Year!

happy New Year!

Wow, this is the author Si Gu, a nobody.

Logically speaking, one should write to earn money during the Spring Festival, but since I am a small-time writer named Si Gu, I want to take a day off on New Year's Eve.

Actually, I can't take any more days off this month. As I mentioned before, I've used up all my leave slips... so I won't get the perfect attendance bonus this month.

But I still want to spend time with my family on New Year's Eve...

You should spend time with them, actually.

I can only shamelessly beg everyone to have some understanding of this nobody, Si Gu.

Finally, I wish everyone a happy family reunion and a joyous Spring Festival!

Volume 1: Chapter 81 'It turns out we're all not frank enough'

"Master."

The boy, or rather the young man, raised his head and said.

"This grass tastes awful."

He had violet-colored eyes and long, cobalt-blue hair that trailed to his ankles. He looked to be about ten years old, with bright eyes and white teeth. He stared with a troubled expression at the bowl containing what was supposedly a magical herb...

But it tastes like foxtail grass.

He frowned slightly and spoke to the woman sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop:

"It tastes awful!"

The boy's clear voice echoed for a long time among the cliffs, resounding through the empty valley.

"Floating Abode".

The woman slightly opened her eyes, her clear gaze as beautiful as a painting. Her long, black hair cascaded down naturally in the mountain breeze. Her voice was gentle and calm, like snow melting silently into a clear pool at dusk in the mountains.

"Those who cultivate themselves should not make noise."

"These glass lilies are natural, unadorned and perfectly formed, just right for cultivation..." She scoffed, "Then what's so good about the dishes from the marketplace?"

"I'm growing," the boy said earnestly, standing up to indicate that he was still a child, "growing!"

In his past life, he must have been a short-lived drunkard who was inseparable from cigarettes and alcohol, otherwise why would he have entered this damn mountain to cultivate this damn immortal in this life?

Time flies when you're practicing spiritual cultivation in the mountains.

"Besides, even glass lilies can be made delicious!" He poked at the green paste in the bowl with his chopsticks. "Could it be... that my cooking skills are bad?"

"Floating Abode".

"If you wish to pursue the pleasures of the palate, you may seek out the Kitchen God as your teacher."

"You don't need to come to my mountain."

"Remember this well, I never care about how you feel while you're eating."

Clearly, the voice from the mountaintop turned cold.

When the woman got angry, Fu She dared not speak, secretly thinking that he was going to suffer a terrible fate today.

Master must be in a bad mood lately, so I shouldn't provoke her.

Fu She secretly noticed that she had been frequently seen entering and leaving the alchemy room lately, perhaps she was refining some kind of divine elixir.

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun lowered his cold eyes and calmly looked at him, "Go and copy 'Talisman Techniques' and 'Cultivation of Immortality: From Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment' one hundred times."

Fu She said sullenly, "I'll never eat it again."

...

That's really strange.

Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun frowned, her silver teeth slightly parted, and she gently bit her fingernail, lost in thought—this was the expression she often wore when she was thinking, such as when she encountered a bottleneck in devising a mechanism.

She glanced at the book she was reading, "Cooking: From Beginner to Expert," and then at the alchemy furnace.

As described in the book, take a clay pot, simmer the lily bulbs over low heat until the soup turns slightly yellow, then add radish, and a delicious lily bulb soup is ready.

She followed the instructions in the book step by step.

Since there was no earthenware pot in the immortal's cave, she used the alchemy furnace in the mechanical room as a substitute. She said to simmer it over a low flame, and Liu Yunyi adjusted the immortal fire to the lowest setting, but she didn't see the soup surface turn slightly yellow. As soon as the immortal fire was turned down, the glass lilies turned into a sticky paste.

The task of tending the stove is truly a delicate one.

The more she studied it, the more she realized this point.

It's all because of that kid Fushe, he's such a picky eater!

This glass-like radish soup was so well made that Gan Yu ate it all up; only this child doesn't appreciate its quality.

Thinking of this, Liu Yun became somewhat annoyed.

"If you wish to seek the pleasures of the palate, you may seek out the Kitchen God as your teacher; there's no need to come to my mountain."

She recalled what she had said a hundred days ago: Liu Yun was not one to work in isolation. Perhaps she should consult the hearth god Maxius.

Maxius is an ancient demon god who governs hearth fire and people's livelihood. He was born from a spark created by the collision of rocks.

However, this matter cannot be known to Fu She, otherwise he will take advantage of her again. As mentioned before, True Monarch Liu Yun does not care about how this silly disciple eats; she simply enjoys studying knowledge.

Then go and find the Kitchen God.