Holy Lord from Teyvat

Chapter 142: Car Race

Ying'er: "So, where is the best place to make the ointment?"

Kong and Paimon looked at Zheng Tian again.

"You should have some tools, right?"

Zheng Tian: "Yes, in the Hall of Rebirth."

Ying'er: "The Hall of Rebirth? It's not a suitable place to make ointment, it would have a bad connotation.

Why not go to the Manmin Hall? I occasionally make ointments for people there."

Paimeng: "Wanmin Hall? That's fine, I can tell Xiangling that I'm safe."

Manmin Hall.

The owner of the shop here is Xiangling's father: Master Mao, a chef.

He looked at Ying'er in front of him, then looked at Zheng Tian and the other two.

Another group of people were targeted by Miss Ying'er. But it was okay. This could be considered a spice in his daily life. Occasionally, he felt happy to see these young people being shy when being teased.

By the way, that little elf and the clothes of these two boys... Could they be the friends Xiangling mentioned?

Paimeng looked around: "Eh? Xiangling isn't here?"

Master Mao: "Xiangling? She went to Guyun Pavilion to get crabs."

At this moment, Xiangling's voice suddenly came: "Eh? Zheng Tian, ​​Kong, Paimeng, you are finally here."

Following the sound, Xiangling was on the other side of the street, rushing back with a rice crust that looked like a dark yellow stuffed teddy bear. There was also a black shadow ninja next to them, helping to carry the crabs.

Paimon waved quickly: "Hey! Xiangling!"

Xiangling ran over quickly, with a look of surprise on her face: "How is it? Is everything okay? Zheng Tian, ​​how about you? Have you finished your work?"

Seeing this, Guoba quickly stretched out his short legs and came in front of the few people.

[The host touches the rice crust, triggering a lottery draw. Do you want to draw now? ]

Zheng Tian secretly looked at Guoba: "I'm fine here too."

Guoba is actually the stove demon Makosius. After Makosius channeled all his power into the land to quell various disasters, his intelligence was greatly reduced.

After a long sleep, he just opened his eyes and met Xiangling and her spicy meat steamed bread. After being moved, he decided to follow Xiangling. So Guoba lived in Wanmin Hall.

Sora: "We're fine."

Paimon: "Thank you for your concern."

Master Mao was puzzled and asked, "They are all here to make the ointment, what else could they be doing?"

Xiangling was stunned: "Boil the ointment?"

Wasn't he wanted? Was it cancelled?

After a detailed introduction, Master Mao extended a warm welcome to Zheng Tian and his party. After all, it was a recipe inheritance from another world, and Master Mao valued it very much and thought it was a great favor.

Soon, everyone came to the kitchen and prepared to start work.

There were not many customers at the time, so Master Mao, Xiangling, and Guoba simply watched from the side.

But Master Mao didn’t really want Xiangling to be around, after all, Ying’er’s words were… too dirty.

He originally wanted Xiangling to help him deal with the crabs and avoid them perfectly, so he was not panicked at all. However, Zheng Tian summoned ninja soldiers to help, and there was no place for him.

Ying'er: "Okay, let's get started. Are you ready to take responsibility for me?"

Paimon: "Huh?"

What do you mean?

Xiangling: “Hmm?”

Not right.

Ying'er: "I mean, take on the responsibility of an assistant."

Zheng Tian: "Don't worry, as assistants, we will definitely meet Miss Ying'er's needs."

Master Mao looked at the two of them and felt that something was not going on.

At this time, Guoba came into the kitchen carrying a bucket of water from outside the door and handed the water to Ying'er.

Guoba: "rua～"

Ying'er laughed: "Haha, it seems that Guoba is already very familiar with me. He went to fetch water for me before I even said anything.

Well, the water quality is pretty good. Next, I will ask you to help me go to the synthesis table and extract essential oil from the neon flower.

Who's going?

Zheng Tian: "I'll go. I'm quite familiar with this."

As an air mage, these methods are basic operations.

Ying'er: "Well, the technique of making ointment is very different from that of alchemy. Let me teach you."

As she spoke, Ying'er gestured with her right hand: "Just like this, hold it gently... tenderly..."

Master Mao held his forehead and interrupted loudly: "Xiangling, go get some more water."

Xiangling asked in confusion: "Why are you fetching water again?"

Master Mao: "Ah... That's because we still have to wash the pot later. Yes, wash the pot."

Xiangling pointed to the bucket: "There's enough water in there."

Master Mao: "..."

Any guests? Help me out.

Seeing that Master Mao was unable to move Xiangling away, Ying'er continued, "...Usuki...make sure your palms stay close together..."

Ying'er continued to speak, and before she could finish, Kong wanted to flee the scene. It was not that he did not want to interrupt, but refining essential oils was serious business.

After Ying'er finished speaking, Zheng Tian said in an inexplicable tone: "Don't worry, as a magician who has made potions, I can definitely be patient and do those gentle operations.

The essential oil extracted from the mortar and pestle must be worthy of your teachings."

Boom!

Master Mao and Kong Ru were struck by lightning, and they looked at Zheng Tian in surprise.

Good boy, you actually accepted it like that, were you prepared?

Ying'er took a half step back in astonishment. This guy's skills were really strong.

Xiangling blushed and felt dizzy. How could this suddenly happen in broad daylight?

Xiangling left quietly.

Ying'er: "Ahem~ Sure enough, you have a talent for this. You understand it as soon as I tell you. Take these and try it out at the nearby synthesis station.

Remember, you have to make all three. Although the appearance is very similar at the essential oil stage, I will pack them in different boxes for you after they are made into balms. "

Zheng Tian took the things and quickly synthesized the essential oil on the synthesis table, and then handed it to Ying'er.

Ying'er: "It is indeed a very good neon flower essential oil. Then, the remaining part is the most crucial part...

I will put it in water and simmer it over a slow fire until the water is almost evaporated. The fire here is very particular. If the fire is too high, the aroma will be affected.

Please pay attention to controlling the fire, this is the last step. The juice of those colorful flowers must be collected thoroughly without leaving a single drop. "

Paimon: "Well, with Zheng Tian here, there will be no problem."

Zheng Tian raised his right finger, and a small flame ignited above his fingertips: "How big do you want the fire to be?"

Soon, the three kinds of ointments were prepared.

Ying'er: "Well, all three ointments were completed successfully.

My assistant, although you are young, your technique is so exquisite that even after doing it three times in a row, I didn’t feel tired at all.”

Zheng Tian: "No, no, it's Miss Ying'er herself who is so good. Three times won't tire you out at all."

Ying'er: "..."

Zheng Tian: "Thank you for your help this time. If you need anything, you can call me for help again.

Don’t mention it three times. For Miss Ying’er, I’ll be busy all night long, and I guarantee you’ll be satisfied afterwards. You’ll be so satisfied that your eyes will be blurred by the fragrance, so satisfied that you won’t be able to speak, and so satisfied that you won’t be able to close your eyes…”

Ying'er already had a picture in her mind. She covered her face and said hurriedly, "Stop! Stop! I give up!"

Master Mao standing by couldn't believe it.

Miss Ying'er, you actually lost?

Master Mao approached Kong and asked in a low voice, "Little brother, Zheng Tian didn't teach my daughter bad things, did he?"

Kong: "...This is also the first time I've seen Zheng Tian like this."