"What should we prepare next?"
Seeing that Yeboshi was in place, Paimon looked at Zhongli and asked.
"What should we look for next?"
“Next…” Zhongli thought for a moment and then said.
"We should be preparing the perfume for the ceremony soon..."
"Perfume balm!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu was startled.
It's that woman!
………………
It is said that there are three female champions of racing on the known continent of Teyvat.
Lisa, the librarian of the Knights of Favonius Library in Mondstadt; Yae no Miko, the high priestess of Inazuma Narukami Shrine; and the maiden Ying'er from the Spring Fragrance Kiln in Liyue...
"Ahem... I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do at my farm..."
Jiang Mu put on a terrible expression and turned to run away.
"Paimon, stop Jiang Mu."
Zhongli gave the order in a calm voice.
"Huh?"
Paimon was a little confused, but he did as he was told, immediately lying on Jiang Mu's head and pulling his head down to prevent him from leaving...
What happened?
Ying looked at Zhongli, somewhat puzzled.
“A traveler,” Zhongli said calmly.
"Everything else is secondary now; the important thing is the ceremonial ceremony for sending off the immortals. Jiang Mu seems to be trying to slack off; we can't let him do that."
"Um!"
Upon hearing this, Ying looked at Jiang Mu and said righteously.
"Jiang Mu, I can let it slide at other times, but you can't slack off now."
As she spoke, her face flushed slightly, as if she had thought of something.
"At worst... at worst, I'll give you some compensation later..."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Li raised an eyebrow, looked at Jiang Mu, and gave him a "you're something else" look.
"..."
Seeing this, Jiang Mu could only sigh.
"Okay, I'll go, alright?"
"That's a good girl..."
Upon hearing this, Ying nodded in satisfaction and addressed Paimon.
"Alright, Paimon, you don't need to bother Jiang Mu anymore, it's all over."
"OK."
Paimon quickly released Jiang Mu and flew back to Ying and Zhongli's side.
"Alright, Mr. Zhongli, let's go."
Looking at Zhongli, Yingdao said.
"good."
Zhong Li nodded slightly, looking at Jiang Mu with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
It seems to be saying...
"You little brat, trying to run away? You really think no one can handle you...?"
………………
Walking down the street, Paimon asked curiously.
Where can we buy this kind of perfume balm that we need?
"No."
Upon hearing this, Zhongli smiled and explained.
"The quality of the raw material for making this kind of balm used to worship the gods is extremely high."
"Rainbow Flower? What a beautiful name."
Ying said with some surprise.
"A flower called Rainbow Garment." Seeing Ying's interest, Zhongli explained again, "Its petals are a fine fiber material, mostly used to make brocade. But its fragrance is also very elegant, especially suitable for solemn occasions when offering sacrifices to gods and immortals."
"It's time for Zhongli to popularize knowledge about high society again..."
Paimon put his hands on his hips and said helplessly.
"Since Ying likes it, let's listen to it."
Jiang Mu smiled and comforted him.
"Alright, that's the only way..."
Paimon thought for a moment and nodded.
………………
After saying a few words, Zhongli looked at Jiang Mu and Paimon beside him and smiled.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Now, let's go to the merchant and collect the materials together."
Seeing Paimon's unhappy face, Ying quickly stepped forward and comforted him, which brightened Paimon's expression...
………………
Soon, the group arrived at Bolai's Wanyou Shop.
"Boss, do you have 'Rainbow Flowers' here?"
Paimon asked the question directly.
“Rainbow Flower? Of course we have them. Which variety do you want?” Bolai nodded and asked.
“So there are different varieties of Rainbow Flowers…” Paimon shook his head and looked to Zhongli for help.
"Hahaha... ignorant foreigners..."
Bo Lai was about to make a sarcastic remark, but when he saw Jiang Mu standing to the side, especially the faint fierce glint in his eyes, he immediately backed down and forced a smile.
"Look at my eyes! Oh, it's Boss Jiang. What brings you to my little shop today?"
"It's nothing. I'm just an ignorant foreigner, so I won't bother you here."
Jiang Mu's face darkened. He turned around, looked at the group, and said...
“I remember, the flowers they have here are sourced from my farm. Come back with me and we’ll get the freshest flowers.”
"oh?"
Upon hearing this, Zhongli and Ying exchanged a glance and both nodded.
"No...no, Mr. Jiang, wait a minute..."
Seeing this, Bo Lai was completely stunned. He hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to explain, but Jiang Mu didn't give him the chance. He turned around and left.
………………
"Jiang Mu, what's wrong with you...?"
As the group walked out of the shop, Ying looked at Jiang Mu, whose face was extremely pale, and said with some concern.
Are you alright?
"fine."
Jiang Mu waved his hand, looked at Zhong Li who seemed to be deep in thought, and said something that seemed to be meaningful.
"Actually, this is not incomprehensible."
"Morax is the God of Contracts, and Liyue is the commercial capital. When Morax was around, these guys naturally wouldn't do anything out of line."
"Why?"
Paimon asked, somewhat puzzled.
"In business activities, knowing how to please your customers is also an extremely important aspect."
Jiang Mu explained.
"Regardless of whether the customer is a local or not, they should be treated the same way as locals. There should be no overcharging or other exploitative practices. This is the most basic thing a store should do if it wants to survive."
"Then what about that Bolai?"
Paimon asked, puzzled.
Did you notice how he addressed us?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu smiled and offered a reminder.
"call?"
Upon hearing this, Paimon scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said.
"They seem to be... ignorant foreigners?"
"That's right."
Jiang Mu glanced at Zhong Li, whose expression was solemn, and said with a smile.
“Liyue has always been known as the ‘city-state that walks with the gods,’ and Morax’s death this time is naturally a heavy blow to these arrogant and conceited people.”
Jiang Mu said calmly.
"Those who are psychologically unbalanced, seeing that there are people among us dressed in foreign clothes, will naturally do something in order to maintain their sense of superiority."
"Then, young friend Jiang Mu."
Suddenly, Zhong Li, his face grim, spoke up.
"Do you think Morax's death was a bit ill-timed...?"
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