Chapter 954: 1 History, 1 Story

"...!!!"

Everyone present looked at the rice crust, then looked at the Kitchen God statue that was emitting dazzling golden light, and finally returned to its normal state.

The Guoba above is burly and majestic, with a sense of dominance, armor on his hands, combat boots on his legs, and sharp eyes, as if he is moving forward.

"Guoba, why are you here?" Xiangling's eyes widened, full of confusion.

Asked the questions of those present.

"As expected of my dear friend Xiangling, she has fairies and demons as her companions, and the Seven Stars as her good friends..." Walnut discovered a great treasure.

"Unexpected!" Xingqiu and Chongyun were surprised.

"Is this the Kitchen God you are talking about?" Xin Yan looked at the plump rice crust and then at the statue. Isn't the difference a bit big?

Guoba himself opened his eyes wide in shock.

"Kitchen God..." Yun Jin looked at Guoba curiously, recalling the legend shared by Ying and Paimeng.

Ying and Paimon looked to the side.

Grandma Ping comes with Yaoyao and Qiqi!

"It seems that you have already eaten the spicy meat steamed buns." Grandma Ping looked at everyone with a smile.

"Master!" Xiangling shouted.

Paimon asked, "Why does the Kitchen God statue look like rice crust?"

Grandma Ping put her hands behind her back and said, "Because... Guoba is the Kitchen God you are looking for - the 'Devil of the Stove'."

Yaoyao squatted down and looked at Guoba: "Guoba, you have a great background! This is called 'You can't judge a person by his appearance', no! 'You can't judge a demon by his appearance!'"

Guoba maintained his shocked expression and looked at Jiang Yi again.

So what kind of creatures are these long-lost brothers?

The second potsticker?

"That's magic!" Jiang Yi spread his hands.

Grandma Ping looked at the children and said, "You asked me if being noisy enough can wake up the Kitchen God. I have to say, yes, but no."

"The Kitchen God has always been a people-friendly god who acts in accordance with people's wishes. For him, wishes and hard work are different things."

Here you can also see the many spectators who have not yet dispersed from the competition venue, including many chefs.

“Efforts are skills, talents and experiences. But only wishes represent the purest power in people’s hearts.”

After Grandma Ping finished speaking, Yun Jin understood.

“So, although the Chef King Competition is exciting, it involves more hard work than wishes. Hard work alone is not enough to awaken the sleeping statue of the Kitchen God,” said Yun Jin.

"So that's it!" Chongyun touched his chin.

I have learned a lot this time!

Grandma Ping nodded and smiled, "When Keqing ate that dish just now, her wish was fulfilled. In addition to the answer, she also gained more important beautiful memories that made her feel as if she was standing shoulder to shoulder with her grandfather."

Keqing felt embarrassed by what was said.

"The tremendous power that erupted when this wish was fulfilled resonated with the statue of the Kitchen God, causing it to reappear in the world in its former appearance."

"Of course, there are many wishes for coming here, such as..." Grandma Ping looked at Jiang Yi, "Yaksha Tongque who ate Chihuyu, the wanderers who ate the reunion dinner, and the foreign tourists who ate hometown delicacies... Their satisfaction turned into various accumulations before Keqing."

"Oh!" Paimeng discovered that Jiang Yi had gone to do good deeds a long time ago?

Was this also within his expectations?

Ying put her hands on her hips and looked at Jiang Yi, who was acting poorly and looked as if he had just realized that Guoba was the Kitchen God.

Just pretend!

"Haha! In the end, the Kitchen God himself is definitely not in the statue." Grandma Ping laughed, "After all, the real Kitchen God is right next to us."

Guoba still looked confused.

But everyone seemed to be praising him and couldn't help humming the music.

"How does it feel to see the statue of yourself in your prime? Look at him, he's still so majestic." Grandma Ping looked up at the tall statue, armed with swords and armor, guarding the people.

Xiangling was puzzled again, "In the heyday... Wait, what happened to Guoba? Is Guoba different from before?"

Guoba patted his full stomach.

What do you think? Eat well, and then have a Jueyun pepper, spitting fire!

Let’s cook together!

"It used to be Liyue's God of Land, and now it's your Guoba." Grandma Ping said with a smile, the God of Land and the God of Kitchen are both gods of fortune.

It is closely related to people and is everywhere.

She sighed and said, "It's just that the wisdom and strength he once possessed have all been dedicated to this land."

Everyone looked at Guoba who was shaking his body and entertaining himself.

It is totally unimaginable that this is a demon god.

It's like Jiang Yi is a god, which sounds quite dreamy.

The friends around me suddenly revealed their powerful identities.

"The demon god gave his power to the land..." Keqing fell into deep thought. "I have heard of this, but how can we do it?"

Mortals cannot imagine the greatness of gods.

Like other ordinary old people, Grandma Ping often reminisces about the past.

Jiang Yi listened and gradually turned his gaze toward the outside of Liyue Harbor.

Outside the Tianmen Gate of Mount Hengshan that day.

"The dangers and trials that a land faces are far more numerous than you can imagine. Droughts, floods, rainstorms, hurricanes... earthquakes, tsunamis, fires, and diseases."

The elements of earth, fire, water and wind are violent. Grandma Ping's words trigger Jiang Yi's memory of the dream trial.

That was the dream of trial that seemed real and fake that had evolved in the past that Master Liuyun Jiefeng had seen.

Granny Ping looked up and said, "Disasters have never completely disappeared on the land of Liyue. Troubles that have never appeared in the past will arise in the future. Mortals do not have immortal bodies, so they are most affected by these factors."

Chongyun, Xingqiu, Yunjin, and Xinyan thought of the Demon God in the Whirlpool, of the Great Sage who slew demons day and night, of the earthquake and dragon disaster in Tianqiu Valley...disasters have existed since ancient times.

"It was he who accompanied you through the barren plains, to the port, to build houses, and to light fires..."

“It was he who personally lit the first night lamp in Liyue, allowing the aroma of food to waft into thousands of households.” Grandma Ping looked back at Guoba.

"You no longer remember him. But when you still knew him, he was the closest immortal to people."

As the voice spoke, it was as if a magnificent scroll was unfolded, bringing with it the weight of history, and ancient legends and myths descended into this "human era" where the immortals were gradually fading away.

It was an ancient land.

"Marcosius, the 'Demon of the Hearth', was born from sparks from the collision of rocks."

"He is in charge of the hearth and people's livelihood, and is a demon god who loves humans."

Respected by all people and protecting all families, the God of Humanity is nothing more than this.

The long words convey the dreams of the years.

It was also the first time that everyone knew the real name of Guoba, the "Devil of the Stove".

Marcoticus!

"Thousands of years ago, the ancients expanded the city and built a settlement on the plain, naming it 'Guiliji'."

"The Kitchen God protects people's livelihood and creates clones to sneak into thousands of households to help light fires and cook, helping people reunite."

Very familiar, Ying, Paimeng and Keqing thought of the records in the ancient book.

"When the Kitchen God arrives, his form changes from one to many, as tall as a child. Like stars falling to the ground, he scatters into thousands of houses to help him light fires. With this fire, the people know how to heat their food, eat soup and rice, and cook meat."

This is the scene described!

But the good days will eventually come to an end.

Grandma Ping's voice leads everyone to the ancient war between demons and gods.

"However, a flood took away the homes..."

"The flood destroyed Guiliji, and the residents were forced to move south back to Liyue Harbor."

“Although the journey is not very far, there are violent storms along the way.”

Cold, wet, and homes destroyed.

"The immortals escorted the people for more than ten days. During that time, the Kitchen God made an ancient delicacy consisting of naan and meat sauce that could dispel dampness and cold, and it was easy to carry." Grandma Ping recalled.

Gan Yu who transformed into a Qilin, Liuyunjiefeng Zhenjun who took the form of a fairy crane, Lishuidieshan Zhenjun, Xiaoyuezhuyang Zhenjun, and many other immortals, either carried children on their backs or used their magical powers to drive away the wind and rain, shelter the people, and lift up houses, as they walked along this road of thousands of miles.

The people are like another river in the flood.

The Kitchen God hunts for food, creates delicious food, and sends it to the hungry people.

At the same time, fight against the threats around you.

"Hundreds of years later, disasters and diseases struck the land, and the Kitchen God stopped appearing so often. Instead, he channeled all his power into the land to quell the disasters. The Kitchen God, who had exhausted his power, became less intelligent and smaller. When he finally said goodbye to us, he was no taller than a man."

Grandma Ping looked a little sad.

"He told the Emperor and me about the dishes that bring happiness and the secrets of the fire, then he went to the forest and fell into a long sleep."

There is no need to say more about what happened next.

In the cave.

The Kitchen God bid farewell to this world, and Guoba was born.

"On the day he woke up, he ate spicy meat steamed bread made by the girl in yellow." Grandma Ping smiled at the confused Guoba, "Although he couldn't remember the past, he was still moved and decided to follow this girl."

Jiang Yi took the spicy meat steamed bun and fed it to Qiqi. Qiqi, who only accepted coconut milk, didn't seem to resist this food.

You can't taste the flavor, but you can feel the warmth that fills your heart.

“Guoba…” Xiangling couldn’t help but stuff another spicy meat steamed bun into the Guoba.

"?" Guoba touched his stomach. He had eaten too much today, but he could still have one more.

“Haha!” Grandma Ping looked at the greedy rice crust and the present time. “After the Kitchen God quietly disappeared, every morning, vendors started to set up stalls and shout, people went out to buy things, and made fires to cook... It was no different from the previous day.”

For thousands of years in Liyue, she watched this scene day after day, smelling the fireworks every day.

"Because Liyue has always been like this!" Her words shocked people.

Qiqi looked at Jiang Yi with purple eyes.

She sensed something.

"You mentioned to us that eating and drinking are originally grand events in the world, because eating should be the best spiritual energy, and drinking should be the essence of heaven and earth..." Grandma Ping looked at the rice crust.

Guoba was stunned.

At this moment, everyone seemed to be able to feel that the people-friendly demon god was giving them instructions through Grandma Ping.

"You said this is the most important thing. We have to have a full stomach to travel in this world. Eating and drinking can be a big thing." Grandma Ping said with a smile.

Guoba blinked his eyes. That’s what I would say.

"To say it is small, you can taste a handful of millet and draw sweet water from a rock; to say it is big, you can drink from a pot of stars and moon and walk a thousand years on the road of the world."

Grandma Ping had a leisurely smile on her face.

"My old friend, during the time you were asleep, Liyue has become so prosperous and beautiful. Are you happy?"

Guoba patted his belly.

I am full.

Everyone was silent.