Chapter 13 Liyue
"Although Ningguang didn't join the Tazhai, ordinary people no longer dare to embarrass her.
Therefore, even with the threat from Tazhai, there was always gossip around Ningguang.
But you always believe that Ningguang will succeed one day, because you have also learned a lot from accompanying Ningguang.
The money and power gained through the golden finger are certainly exciting, but the gains gained through down-to-earth work are even more exciting.
One day, Ningguang started to make a comeback with a box of fish.
She finally walked out of Langlang Mountain step by step.
When you saw Ningguang become one of the Seven Stars—Tianquan Star—you realized it was time to leave."
"Not long after you returned to Tazhai, Uncle Dong passed away, and you officially took over his job.
Tazhai is developing better and better, and you are worshipped as the god of theft by the treasure-stealing group, with the name of Miaoshoukongkong.
But you combined what you learned from Uncle Dong and Ningguang and ordered Tazhai to be more low-key.
A few years later, the Thousand Rocks Army's searches became increasingly strict, and they seized many treasure-stealing groups' strongholds in Liyue.
You realized something, and although you were a little sad, you quickly calmed down and began to move to another country.
But Tazhai is still your home, and you plan to stay in the center no matter what.
Unfortunately, things went against your wishes. Having lived under the red flag, your management methods were too idealistic, and your enemies knew you too well, so the influence of Tazhai in Liyue shrank rapidly.
On a sunny afternoon, Ningguang invited you to dinner, and you went alone.
At this point, there were no casualties in Tazhai and it was under the management and surveillance of Ye Lan.
You feel deeply guilty about this, and think you have failed Uncle Dong's trust."
Obtained CG: Rival Lover
"From then on, you never set foot in Liyue Harbor again, wandering around the water with your harp on your back."
Achieved the ending: The Luthier
Ming Chong was silent, and suddenly realized that he was a love-brained person.
It’s enough to be the protagonist of youth pain literature.
Tian Tiezui had finished his talk, and there were only two CGs left to watch. Ming Chong was ready to study them later. At this time, there was one more time to go back and he clicked on it.
"It seems like this is your first time in Liyue Harbor. If you don't mind, I can introduce you to it."
The young man sitting next to me spoke slowly.
These memories seemed to be just flashbacks, with no trace of the feelings of being in love left. Ming Chong breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he couldn't even imagine how much more demented he would be if he were in love.
So he became more and more energetic, "Okay! Then thank this - uh -"
This time, when he looked closely, he found that the person looked familiar, and his fingertips felt a sharp pain because of the fangs of the dragon cub in his arms.
"I've seen this brother before!"
No, it's such a strange feeling of déjà vu.
"My friend, you actually share the same view as me, but it seems you have something else important to discuss. Why don't we talk while we walk?"
Ming Chong showed a strange look on his face. Liyue Harbor was so strange. There was a strange big sister and a strange old young man.
Could it be that in a place that is similar to a fairy tale world, there are also human traffickers?
"I was inconsiderate and haven't introduced him properly to you, young friend." His long dark brown hair was tied up at the back of his neck, and his pair of almond-shaped eyes added a bit of Zhuang Zhou's style. It was not at all inappropriate to call him an "old young man".
"My name is Zhongli, and I'm currently serving as a guest official at the Wangsheng Hall. Since you've been living in seclusion for so long, I'm sure you don't know much about the Wangsheng Hall..."
Ming Chong: Ah?
Just started chatting so casually?
Did I agree?
However, since he has taken the initiative...
"Uh, thank you, Mr. Zhongli, my name is Ming Chong." He showed a clear and stupid look.
Zhongli paused, "Just call me Zhongli."
The simulator's text describes Liyue's prosperity and wealth—
Mora's birthplace,
A port with thousands of ships coming and going.
This feeling becomes even more pronounced when I follow Mr. Zhongli into the world...
"This is a perfect time to catch up with Mr. Yun's show, but it's still a while before it starts. Is there anything you're interested in? If you're really not sure, you can consider my reference plan."
Ming Chong responded and glanced at the travel recommendation notebook - "Opera everyone recommends Mr. Yun Jinyun from Heyu Teahouse. His singing voice is crisp and sweet, and his appearance is lively and pretty."
He really understands!
So Ming Chong put the letter away with confidence and gave Zhongli a firm look.
Zhongli smiled and nodded calmly, starting from the Three Bowls Without Crossing the Port. On the way, he also saw some familiar words mentioned in the notebook.
I've already been to Wanmin Hall—"You must have just started from here, but you just happened to arrive when Xiangling wasn't around... I must try it if I get a chance, so that this trip won't be a waste."
Mm, it’s quite good! Although Ming Chong has not yet tasted the cooking of Chef Xiangling, he is already sure that she is a true expert.
The Evil Adventurer's Guild - "If you have any troubles and don't know who to contact, you can try here."
Hanfeng Ironware—"A century-old brand in Liyue. Master Zhang's skills may not be as sophisticated as my father's, but his reputation and craftsmanship have been passed down."
Pier - "Are you interested in fishing?"
Select No and the conversation ends.
Ashanpo's Toy Stall - "If you missed the Lantern Festival, you can come here and see the traditional craftsmanship of the Lantern Festival... This lantern is exquisitely designed, using ancient craftsmanship, and the details are full of ingenuity. I want it."
Ming Chong frowned, realizing that things were starting to go a little wrong.
Chunxiang Kiln——"This is..."
"The windmill chrysanthemum is placed on the wet glaze, and then fired in the kiln after the humidity reaches the most suitable level. Interestingly, the petals turn gray, a rare color, and thus retain their imprint..."
“It’s not easy to recreate, but it’s a shame not to buy it.”
Jie Cui Xing——
"Although this Night Moor stone is small, its quality is comparable to Candlelight Grade, and even surpasses it. Upon closer inspection, it could even be rated above all other grades. I must buy it."
After passing the insignificant Yanshang Teahouse and crossing the bridge, we left Chihuyan and arrived at Feiyunpo.
Standing on the bridge, Ming Chong heard Zhongli begin to introduce the Wangsheng Hall not far away.
"balabala...funeral...balabala..."
Not interested, skip it.
Then we arrived at the neighboring but rival houses of Hikoya and Meisei-sai—
"Stone amber is difficult to mine, but finding a pair like this with matching textures, similar shapes, and well-preserved is rare and worth buying."
Ming Chong turned his head and saw that Mr. Zhongli was completely immersed in it, forgetting about love and becoming ruthless.
Another person who flatters me, he really deserves to be in business...
Ming Chong looked down at the Xiao Lantern in his hand. This was bought by Mr. Zhongli from Ashanpo and given to him as a souvenir of his first visit to Liyue Harbor.
I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
The people in Liyue Harbor really know how to live!
Hikoya——
"Welcome, welcome. Except for this pair of hairpins, you can take a look at the rest."
"Not selling? Why not?"
Upon hearing this, Ming Chong also moved forward and followed Zhongli in sticking his head out.
"This is a legacy from an old man that a poor man came to pawn yesterday to raise money for medicine for his wife. I have to keep it for him until the redemption deadline."
"oh……"
In the end, Mr. Zhongli paid more money and still got the hairpin.
After following Mr. Zhongli for a while, he finally found the poor couple and returned the hairpin to them, along with some living expenses. [1]
"City people are so kind." Ming Chong was a little touched, and his favorable impression of Zhongli increased. He turned and asked:
"However, Mr. Zhongli, when you insisted on buying this pair of hairpins from Xiguwu, didn't that really undermine the owner's integrity? He was so determined to help that couple keep them...
What if someone wants to buy my pawned things in the future and uses the same words as Mr. Zhongli? "
What reduces trouble and returns it directly to the original owner;
What guarantees the boss’s credibility?
What else can I do to affirm the boss's spirit of contract...
"From a universal perspective, this is indeed possible. Liyue is a kingdom of contracts. Under the watchful eye of the God of Contracts, language is the simplest form of contract, and credibility is the most primitive witness."
"I understand, because Mr. Zhongli is a regular customer." What a fool!
Zhongli smiled and nodded, "That's understandable."
"It's already this late, and I've already missed Mr. Yun's performance. My friend..."
"Oh no! It's already this late!" Ming Chong was about to go eat when he suddenly remembered the strange woman he met at lunch.
"By the way, Mr. Zhongli, is Yujingtai nearby? Someone asked me to wait for her here. Ah—it's too late, I'm going to be late!!!"
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