MTL - Genshin Impact: I Sell Jars In Tivat Continent-Chapter 38

"The things I opened the jar today are not bad. In the afternoon, we happened to get some instant noodles and sell them at night."

Master Mao, who walked into the kitchen, started busy with the movements in his hands and said, "Now instant noodles have become popular, and many people have noticed it. I will go out and contact people in a while, and then I will make a machine first, and then batch it up. production, it is more convenient.”

"kindness."

Hearing her father's words, Xiangling nodded.

In the next second, Xiangling suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Dad, didn't you get some coffee? Can you make this thing first?"

She knew that when her father opened the jar before, he gave out a kind of experience in making coffee drinks.

"Yes, you didn't remind me, I almost forgot!"

Hearing Xiang Ling's words, Master Mao suddenly came back to his senses.

He was so busy thinking about instant noodles that he ignored coffee.

The most important material for making coffee is a kind of coffee beans. He has seen this kind of thing. There are a lot of such things in the market, and no one wants it.

Through the coffee making experience in his mind, Master Mao's expression became excited.

He knew that his Wanmintang could launch a new drink again.

Mainly cheap and affordable!

"Hey~!"

Suddenly, an afterimage ran out from behind, instantly ran in front of Xiang Ling, and climbed all the way up Xiang Ling's shoulder.

At this moment, the roast suckling pig is constantly panting.

On its body, there is still sticky water, which seems to be saliva.

Seeing this scene, Xiangling had a black line.

You don't need to look at the rice cooker to know that the rice cooker licked the roast suckling pig and scared the roast suckling pig.

Xiang Ling puffed up her face, walked behind the kitchen, and grabbed Guo Ba's ears.

"Guoba, they said don't bully the little pig, not even licking it!"

"Lu..."

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Hearing Xiangling's words, the little chicken in the pot rice nodded like pecking rice, nodding like pounding garlic, as if he understood and heard clearly.

"If I bully the little pig again, I won't take you out next time I go out and put you in a cage!"

Xiang Ling snorted, and then put the roast suckling pig in front of the rice cooker again, and the back kitchen who walked to the front started busy making instant noodles.

Looking at Xiangling who was leaving, Guoba tilted his head and looked at the roast suckling pig in front of him, but did not go forward.

And the roast suckling pig subconsciously relaxed a bit when he looked at the pot that was no longer rushing up to lick it.

At this time, Master Mao also went out.

When he came back, he was still carrying a large bag of coffee beans.

At this time, the sunset appeared at dusk. From a distance, the sunset looked like a big jade plate.

The faint light of the setting sun sprinkled on the river surface, coating the sea of ​​Liyue Harbor with a golden coat.

Until the sky was completely dark, the entire Liyue was lit up with thousands of lights, the bustling night scene appeared, and there were more people on the street.

The door of Wanmintang is still as popular as ever, with countless people lining up.

"Master Mao, I heard that you have instant noodles here. Can you give me a piece? I want to try it."

"I heard from my friend today that you have instant noodles here, so I hurried over here."

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"Yes, Master Mao, are instant noodles really that convenient?"

.....

One by one, the people in line all spoke up.

They all come for instant noodles.

"There are some."

Hearing the words of these diners, Master Mao smiled and said: "This afternoon, Xiangling made some, but the number is not much, it is still the old rule, first come, first served."

"It's good if you have it, and give me a piece of that speed."

"I want a piece too."

"Huh? I'm in the back, I don't think I can buy it."

......

Hearing Master Mao's words, some people were pleasantly surprised and hurried out, while others were disappointed and extremely frustrated.

"It doesn't matter if you can't buy it, there will be tomorrow, don't panic, don't worry."

Master Mao responded with a smile.

Time passed quietly, and soon it was night, and the people in Wanmintang were no longer hot.

Master Mao, who had been busy for a long time, finally stopped.

But as soon as he stopped, he saw a black-clothed girl wearing a Qiankun Taigua hat.

"Hall Master Walnut."

Seeing the familiar Hall Master Hutao, Master Mao immediately smiled and said, "Is it here to find Xiangling? Xiangling is in the back kitchen?"

When Hall Master Hutao is free, he likes to come over to find Xiangling.

"kindness."

Hearing Master Mao, Hu Tao nodded with a smile, and then quietly walked into the back kitchen of Wanmintang.

At this time, Xiangling, the back kitchen of Wanmintang, was loading instant noodles.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Xiangling felt a pat on the back of her, and she was shocked and let out an "ah" sound.

He turned around suddenly and saw a familiar smile.

"hey-hey."

Looking at the frightened Xiangling, Hu Tao laughed.

"walnut!"

Seeing that he didn't know when he appeared behind him, and patted the walnut on his back, Xiang Ling puffed up: "Do you know that you will scare people to death like this?"

Hu Tao was like this every time, hiding behind her when she wasn't paying attention, and then patted her on the back suddenly.

"Don't be angry, see what good things I brought you back this time!"

Seeing Xiangling's bulging face, Hu Tao smiled and took out a box of cakes from her cuffs: "Look, this is the thread flower paste I made with my own hands, your favorite thing, just treat me as an apology for you. "Eight.

Chapter 69: Magical jar shop, walnut wants to open a jar

"Humph!"

Seeing the plum cake that Walnut took out, Xiangling snorted and took it.

Hu Tao bullied her because she liked to eat plum cake.

"By the way, what are you doing? How come I've never seen such a face?"

Seeing that Xiangling took the plum blossom cake, Hu Tao looked at the instant noodles in front of Xiangling again, with a surprised expression: "Are you new researched ingredients? This noodle is so strange."

The shape of this instant noodle is so strange that it is actually made into a square noodle cake.

Not to mention making a square pancake, this side is still curved.

"Hey, there are things that our Hall Master Hu Tao doesn't know."

Hearing Hu Tao's words, Xiang Ling snorted, "I thought Hall Master Hu Tao was well-informed and knew everything."

"Okay, you actually made fun of me."

Seeing Xiangling making fun of herself, Hu Tao immediately stretched out her white and tender hand and pinched Xiangling's face.

"Let go, let go, let me tell you about instant noodles."

After being attacked by Hu Tao and pinching her face a few times, Xiang Ling shook her head and shook off Hu Tao's hand.

"By the way, did you just come back today?"

Xiangling looked at Hu Tao and asked suddenly, "Do you know Liyue's jar shop?"

"What jar shop?"

Hearing Xiangling's words, Hu Tao was taken aback for a moment, what jar shop, when did Liyue have a jar shop on "May 40".

She shook her head and said, "Every time I come back, I come to play with you first. I have been dealing with supernatural events in Wuwangpo all this time, and there is too little business in the Hall of Rebirth, so I can only take the initiative to go out and find business sales. The results didn’t sell anything.”

Speaking of which, walnut was a little helpless.

Recently, the business of Shengshengtang was not good. Even she had to go out to sell it herself to find customers, but she still couldn't find it.

Hearing that there was a supernatural event in Wuwangpo, she also hurried over.

The result was a disappointment.

"You don't need to work so hard for your business in the hall of death, just relax."

Hearing Hu Tao's words, Xiangling shook her head: "You run every day from morning to night, and you can't run any business, because if someone has an accident, they will take the initiative to go to your death hall, and this kind of thing can't be rushed."

"As for the jar shop, there is a magical jar shop in Liyue."

Xiangling explained: "During your stay, there was a jar shop in Liyue, and this jar shop was dedicated to selling jars. Each jar was 100,000 Mora. Such things are worth more than one hundred thousand molasses and less than one hundred thousand molasses."

"Eh? Isn't this a gamble in disguise?"

Hearing Xiangling's explanation, Hu Tao suddenly snorted and tilted his head: "This is a way of gambling, but it's interesting, is it another clever way of gambling."

Although Xiangling mentioned this cans shop, she immediately concluded from the way the cans shop was run that it was completely a game of gambling.

"Not gambling."

Hearing Hu Tao's words, Xiangling corrected: "Gambling is about winning and losing money, but in this small jar shop, many of the things hidden in the jars cannot be bought by Mora."

"impossible."

Hearing Xiangling's correction, Hu Tao frowned: "Everything in the world has value, unless it is something that cannot be measured by value, it cannot be bought with Mora, but most things can be bought with Mora. purchase."

"No, listen to me."

Xiangling shook her head: "The easiest thing to say is that in that jar shop, someone opened a god's eye from the jar inside two days ago, and activated it on the spot to release the power of the fire element. Because of improper manipulation, it burned down. A booth, and was taken away by Qian Yanjun."

"how is this possible."

Hearing this, Hu Tao was shocked: "The Eye of God? Are you sure you read it right?"

What a joke, when will the Eye of God be traded? Even if it can be traded, it is still an empty shell.

The empty shell has no magic power, unless it resonates with the empty shell of the eye of the gods, it will activate the power of the fire element and release it.

But even the empty shell of the Eye of God is a priceless treasure.

Those who own it, even if it cannot be used, will not sell it, but treat it as a collection, hoping to resonate one day.

But this jar shop actually sells it like this?

Selling 100,000 Mora?

Is it propaganda by this means?

In Hu Tao's mind, one thought after another appeared in an instant.

"I didn't see it with my own eyes."

Seeing the shocked walnut, Xiangling shook her head: "It's all passed down by those people, and then Lord Tianquan Xing personally went over to open the jar and opened a book from it, which caused a snowstorm in Liyue."

"Ningguang created another broken snow?"