Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

Chapter 364 I can definitely help!

"Boom boom boom——"

Su Ming was wearing an apron, holding up one gauze-wrapped hand, and chopping a piece of meat with a knife in the other hand.

"Hey, stop shaking your head!"

Paimon held a hairband in both hands and wrapped it around the back of Su Ming's head, "I can't hold your hair anymore!"

Su Ming tilted his head back slightly, without stopping the movements of his hands.

On the side, Dadalia had a basin on his knees, flour in his left hand and water in his right hand. His brows were furrowed, obviously thinking about a serious problem.

Zhongli leaned against the table, holding a book in his hand, "Based on common sense, the dumpling filling needs to be 70% lean and 30% fat, and the dough also needs to be kneaded until it is smooth, neither hard nor soft."

Paimon tried to tie a knot at the back of Su Ming's head and clapped his hands, "So why don't we wait for the travelers to come before cooking!"

Hearing this, Su Ming glanced out the window and said, "Because I haven't eaten yet."

I was so scared by the pot of dumplings in the Fatui cafeteria that I turned into an emoticon. How could I have time to eat?

"Is that so?" Paimon frowned slightly, thought for a moment and took out a piece of sesame candy, "Then this is for you."

As he said that, Paimeng tore open the outer wrapping paper, pinched the small piece of sesame candy and stuffed it into Su Ming's mouth, "It's the one you gave me last time."

Su Ming nodded and said, "Then I'll treat you to a barbecue tonight."

Paimon's eyes lit up, "Really? No one will compete with me for the first bite this time!"

"No, because I want to eat grilled rice cakes tonight." Su Ming continued to chop the stuffing with one hand, looking at Tartaglia, "So are you done with the dough?"

Hearing this, Tartaglia frowned slightly, "Is there really no ratio? What does this "appropriate amount" mean?"

The prestigious executive had a confused and innocent look on his face, his brows furrowed.

Su Ming thought for a moment and said, "You can understand it as the amount you are willing to release."

To be honest, he probably understood these things in moderate amounts, but he couldn't describe them.

In Liyue tradition, there are a series of strange measurement units such as a pinch, a fingernail, and the head of a chopstick.

Tartaglia thought for a while, then turned the flour bag upside down and shook it, "Then I understand."

Although I still don’t quite understand.

"Can he really do it?" Paimon grabbed Su Ming's shoulder and looked at the orange-haired man opposite curiously, "You've cut your hand, can he really handle the flour?"

Su Ming turned his head to glance at Paimeng, "Are you really not afraid of me now?"

In the past, Paimon would scream when he saw the white-haired snake demon!

Paimon tilted his head, looking serious, "Why should I be afraid of you? You won't hit me."

Su Ming was silent for a moment, then he sighed and continued to chop the stuffing, "You go help the young master."

Hearing this, Paimon nodded and flew over to Tartaglia, "I've seen Ying cook, I can definitely help!"

"Boom boom boom——"

“It’s time to add water!”

"Boom-"

“Did we add too much flour?”

"咚咚-"

"How did it turn into a pot of soup..."

"Squeak-"

The door of the small building was suddenly pushed open, and the blond traveler and the head of the Wangsheng Hall appeared in the crack of the door with their heads stacked on top of each other.

"What are you doing?" Ying looked puzzled. "We heard the noise outside."

Kurumi nodded, and knocked her chin against the top of Ying's head, "Yeah, I thought I had a business."

Oh, that’s not right. Qianyan Army had the business first, and then it was her turn.

"Making dumplings." Zhongli put down the book in his hand and nodded at the two of them. "The hall master is here too."

"Of course!" Walnut grinned, "I told you I want to eat for free!"

"So your hand..." Ying pushed the door open and walked in, looking at Su Ming's wrapped left hand expressionlessly, "Is this why you don't use the two swords?"

Su Ming put down the knife and sat next to Dadalia. "Is there a possibility that I just picked up a weapon at random?"

Ying sighed and picked up the knife resignedly, "That's no reason for you to chop yourself up."

Tartaglia nudged Su Ming with her elbow and lowered her voice, "How do you think you need to be saved?"

Su Ming turned his head and looked at the basin in Tartaglia's hand.

Flour is barely considered... a liquid?

Su Ming glanced blankly at the empty flour bag, then turned his gaze to Paimeng, "Is this how you instruct?"

Paimon put his hands behind his back, looking innocent, "If there's too much flour, add water, if there's too much water, add flour, that's what Ying said."

"Really?" Su Ming turned around silently and placed the bowl of flour and water mixture in front of Ying. "So you also made so much dough at once before?"

Ying poked her head out to take a look, then took out a bag of flour from her pot and poured it in. "Yes, if we prepare more dough, we can make it into pancakes. Mora meat is really convenient when we are adventuring in the wild."

If she's in too much of a hurry, she can even fight while biting her pie.

"That's true..." Su Ming took a deep breath, wiped his hands resignedly and began to knead the dough, "Thank you for your hard work..."

So is there a special place in Ying's Chen Ge pot to put the cakes?

"So can I wait for dinner like Zhongli?" Hu Tao blinked and sat on the chair next to Zhongli. "If I only keep the Traveler busy..."

"Don't take my commission!" Ying gritted her teeth while chopping meat, "I also charge for cooking!"

It’s all because Su Ming is too rich!

He actually used Mora to corrupt the steadfast mind of this traveler.

"Okay..." Kurumi blinked and crossed her legs, looking seriously at the white-haired executive who was kneading dough beside her. "So after dinner, the traveler's commission will be over, right?"

Su Ming nodded, "Yes, my commission is to help me finish this meal."

"Okay." Walnut touched a few cards in his pocket and said with a smile, "Then the traveler's night time will belong to me, but..."

At this point, Hu Tao turned her head to look at Su Ming, and said seriously, "Your Excellency Disaster seems to be very skilled in kneading dough. Xiangling taught me the same movements before."

Su Ming was slightly startled and chuckled, "Maybe it's because the food in Zhidong Country is not to my taste."

"So why don't you invite Su Ming to come along?" Hu Tao sighed and said disappointedly, "I haven't seen my other guest gentleman for a long time."

Su Ming raised his eyes, "Why should I invite Su Ming to Liyue?"

The clone consumes emotional points, so he needs to save up emotional points to buy big items!

Hearing this, Kurumi pursed her lips and looked at the white-haired executive from head to toe, "But aren't you the most popular protagonist of Yaedou's light novels?"

Su Ming: ...

Su Ming frowned slightly, "Have I lost face in Liyue?"

Tartaglia rubbed the flour on his fingers and asked in surprise, "You still have the nerve?"