In Genshin Impact, No One Understands Holy Relics Better Than Me

"When you weren't grown up, when she wasn't the rightful person, she came to eat with us every day... Think about it, it's been ten years ago."

Xiangling was at a loss: "Then after she became Tianquan, did she not like Manmintang? Do you think Manmintang is not delicious?"

Master Mao smiled but did not answer. After a long silence, he said, "The reason why Wanmintang can operate at a low price is that a large part of the credit is due to the private funding of Lord Tianquan... We have to thank others for it."

I don't understand why he didn't come.

I don't understand why it would be funded.

Maybe, adults all have their own difficulties.

Chapter 295 The meeting between Ningguang and Zhongli

Thinking in my heart, my hands are busy, and Guoba's mouth is not idle.

As the stir-frying of Xiangling became more and more vigorous, more and more people came looking for the taste, and more and more people came looking for the excitement...

Thousands of Yanjun's family members are among them, and they also want to have fun with their families.

Just when Qianyanjun didn't know whether to welcome it or stop it, a representative finally came out to speak.

"Lord Tianquan said it! Everyone enjoy the wine and food to the fullest. Everything tonight will be paid for by her old man!"

"She also instructed that all food stall owners and restaurant owners come to Yunlai Coast to provide more and better services for this Liyue feast!"

"All raw materials and all labor costs are borne by Lord Tianquan!"

"Zhenhai", who has been standing guard for the Qunyu Pavilion all the year round, received Ningguang's order and announced it loudly in a strong voice.

His face was full of joy, and he finally had the opportunity to get together with his brothers.

"Oh! Thank you, Lord Tianquan!" Everyone cheered in unison, resounding through the sky.

As a result, this originally a private thank-you banquet for Ningguang turned into a carnival for Quan Liyue.

The scheduled business banquet was canceled due to the death of the emperor, and those ingredients that could not be processed could finally come in handy.

It not only won people's hearts, but also solved the crisis of food waste. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The beach in Yunlaihai is not spacious, but the coastline is very long.

As those food stall owners set up their stalls like a relay and ignited their stoves, a brand-new food street was born.

This is a feast that has never been seen before. To achieve it, financial resources and status are indispensable, and only Ningguang can do it.

The army and the people had fun together, and the whole city had a carnival.

As the representative of the Hall of Rebirth invited by Ningguang, Zhong Li stood on the edge of the Qunyu Pavilion with the sea breeze behind his back.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help showing a relieved smile... That girl Ningguang is really not easy.

There were footsteps in my ears, and the soles of the high-heeled shoes were hitting the blue slate. He was the master of this banquet.

"Mr. Zhong Li, you came on time. I thought you were busy with your work, so you won't come."

I heard before that there was a new guest in the Hall of Rebirth, and they all said that he was well-versed in the past and the present. He not only knew the customs and culture of Liyue like the back of the hand, but also had a lot of historical traditions. He was also talented and elegant.

If only one or two complimented him like this, Ningguang would just spend money to talk about it, wanting to spread some good things around him in order to get a half-official position.

But there were more and more compliments, which aroused her curiosity.

I tried to make an appointment several times, but the reply I got was either busy or missing...

Zhong Li was neither humble nor arrogant, and nodded in response: "There was something at home a few days ago, please bear with me."

The names of the two are very special. The noble Tianquan took the initiative to call "you", while this guest minister usually called "you".

Ningguang faintly felt a sense of oppression, and even speaking was not as comfortable as usual: "...Speaking of which, this is the first time I meet your Excellency, right?"

Zhong Li didn't hesitate to think: "Six days ago, I saw it at the "Invitation to the Celestial Ceremony"... If we meet formally, it is indeed the first time. "

Such an outstanding person, if he is in the crowd, must be Mu Xiu Yulin, who can easily be found.

But Ningguang had no impression, as if only in front of him could one confirm the existence of the former guest of honor named "Zhongli".

"I'm not impressed... I'm really sorry." Ningguang apologized.

"No need to worry." Zhong Li simply replied with four words.

But let Ningguang be like thunder... Why can this person talk to me, who is the power of heaven, with a higher attitude?

Whether it is in the political or business world, Ningguang has a pivotal position, and a random order can make people rich, or they can break down.

Even if not everyone wants to flatter, at least they are respectful on the surface.

As for the Mr. Zhong Li in front of him, although there is no rudeness, there is absolutely no respect for him...

The way of speaking, the attitude of speaking, as if... monarch?

His face turned mutinous, and a large number of thoughts in his mind were linked together.

Before he became a guest of the hall of death, there was no news of the person in front of him.

In the report of Ningguang's emergency transfer just now, there is a household registration book about Zhongli, which states that he has a kinship with the seventy-fifth generation head of the Hall of Rebirth, and returned to Liyue two years ago to recognize his relatives and settle down...

But all his information is only recorded in the last few months... Before that, it was completely blank.

Rebirth Hall has a special status. It does not belong to the General Affairs Department, nor does it belong to the Seven Stars and Eight Sects. There are many things that are not asked too much.

He just used the excuse of looking for relatives and suddenly appeared with a blank past. Either this person was a spy sent by another country, or this person was some immortal who had just entered the world.

If it was an immortal, who would he be?

Ningguang didn't dare to think about it any more, and said like a chat: "Earlier, I heard that a guest minister came to the Hall of Rebirth, and he was meticulous about Liyue's customs, history, and culture... I'm also very interested in these things. I'm interested, and I want to ask "Mr." for advice. "

"Mr." is a gender-neutral word, and can be used by anyone regardless of gender out of respect, such as Mr. Li, Mr. Wang...

But if you don't take a surname, you can just address the word "Sir" directly... In Liyue, it is called "disciple ceremony".

It is the honorary title given by the disciple to the teacher.

Quan Liyue knew the traditional Zhongli best, and when she noticed this change, her expression was slightly strange.

"I do know a little bit, but I don't dare to say it well. I just like to read and listen to books, so I know more than ordinary people."

As a god, he can reduce his presence in the eyes of others through some secret techniques.

Whether it is him who wants to roam the world, or Barbatos who has been wandering for hundreds of years... As a longevity species, in the long history, it is inevitable to do something worthy of being remembered by future generations.

Once it is remembered, it is bad, it is difficult to appear with the same appearance and identity again.

So you have to learn to reduce your sense of existence. For example, Barbatos, the **** of wind, overthrew the rule of the feudal aristocracy together with the original lion-toothed knight "Vanessa", but in the end, only songs praising Vanessa remained. .

In that period of history, the bard seemed to be just passing by.

Taking advantage of this suspended animation, Zhongli thought that he could temporarily let go of this means of hindering his normal life, so that he could become a guest minister in the Hall of Rebirth completely and down-to-earth, or even open a small shop or try other jobs...

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he was targeted... eh, it's so difficult to be an ordinary person.

The dignified emperor is actually a little nervous. He is a little worried that if Ningguang exposes his disguise in public, what should he do?

But looking at Ningguang's pale face, he resumed his normal smile.

Raising his hands, his tone and vocabulary became more respectful, and he asked, "Then, I wonder what "Sir" thinks of "The Emperor's Immortal Death"? Do you also think that Riyue, who is ruled by people, will be better? "

This is a straightforward question, and the two of them have a clear mirror in their hearts.

Zhong Li smiled: "The immortal left a thousand years ago, Liyue is still Liyue, the emperor is also an immortal, and Liyue will still be Liyue."

Whether the rule of man is good or bad, it will only last for decades at most.

For the long-lived emperor, it was only a short moment. Even if the rule of man finally got out of control, he still had enough authority to correct it.

It is precisely because of this confidence that Liyue Qixing is allowed to act.

As if receiving some kind of affirmation, Ningguang curled the corners of his mouth, with shallow dimples hanging on his sides: "I wonder if 'Emperor' will like Liyue of Renzhi? "

"Then you have to ask the emperor himself, I'm just "Zhongli", the guest of the Hall of Rebirth. "

Ningguang wanted to ask something else, but Zhongli pointed to the direction of the stairs going down the port: "Your friend is here, why don't you go meet him?"

Looking around, Xia Xia followed behind Mona and Ying, with a drooling Paimon flying beside him.

If you don't want to say more, you don't have to force it.

Ningguang bowed respectfully in a corner that no one saw: "...then I'll take my leave first. I hope you enjoy tonight's banquet."

She was still too ordinary, so she couldn't understand the thoughts of the gods.

The most ordinary self, desperately wanted to climb up, to climb to the mountain that no one could match.

And Emperor Yan, who was born at the top of the mountain, tried to come down from the mountain, trying to return to the ordinary.

I don't want to think about it, so let him go...

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The chapter that morning was originally written, but for some unknown reason, it suddenly disappeared and became a draft.

It was a broadcast accident.

It took two hours to rewrite it. If anyone sees the previous draft, please automatically erase the unbearable memory...

Then the post came back. I haven't been able to complain these days, and I can make up for the footprints that I haven't left behind!

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Chapter 296 Ying's Pure White Lolita

At this time, Liyue Harbor is more crowded and busy than ever.

If a foreign businessman happened to pass by, he would be too frightened to come to the shore.

There were no gongs and drums, and firecrackers blared in unison, but the crowds were real.

I have seen many large-scale gatherings in big cities, but I was still surprised in the summer.

Most of the Yuanshen world has been harassed by the "Outer Sea of ​​Darkness", turning it into a filthy place where everything is depleted and life is not nourished.

The few remaining lands, under the protection of the Seven Gods, can allow ordinary people to thrive.

In the summer, based on what he saw, he estimated that there were about 30,000 to 40,000 people in the city of Mond. If you count a few villages and homeless people, the entire Mond was estimated to be no more than 50,000 people.

As a commercialized port city, Liyue is much stronger than Mond in every aspect, and its population is also known as the largest of the Seven Kingdoms. There are no less than 50,000 residents in the port alone, and the whole territory is conservatively estimated to be more than 100,000.

Now, there are at least tens of thousands of people along the coast of Yunlai Sea, which means that one-fifth of the port residents gather here.

It can be seen that the children are holding the old man, and the wife is holding the husband, all come to join in the fun, as if the celebration of the Sea Lantern Festival has been held in advance.

The wide bluestone avenue was so congested that Xia Xia and others had to go down the steep stairs and squeezed until they were close to the Qunyu Pavilion.

After approaching suffocation, take a deep breath of fresh air brought by the sea breeze, which is very refreshing.

In front of him is a temporary bridge made of wooden and bamboo boards, connecting the Qunyu Pavilion, which can accommodate two or three people.

The Qunyu Pavilion suffered a catastrophe, and the square and houses were damaged to varying degrees, but it is still worth stopping and looking up... This is definitely the most incredible building that human beings can build at present.

Several long tables are placed on the square of Qunyu Pavilion, and on the other side is a bonfire that rises, and several master chefs in white clothes are cooking on the spot.

The skilled technique is even better than that of Xiangling.

It's just that they are more accustomed to cooking in small pots. If they want to deal with so many people on the shore, they need Xiangling to be more reliable.

The entire coastline was handed over to the masses, and the Qunyu Pavilion was naturally a guest invited by Ningguang.

Xia Xia briefly glanced at it. The number of people was not large or not, mainly from the General Affairs Department and people from seven stars and eight families... Some of them I have seen before, and some of them are very unfamiliar.

At this moment, everyone is Tianquan's guests, and they are polite to each other and occasionally flatter each other.

In the corner, he found Zhong Li and the two ferrymen from the Hall of Rebirth, but he didn't find the eccentric Hall Master Hu. Maybe he was still in the rehearsal for the ceremony of sending the immortals.

As she said, Ke Qing didn't come, and she lacked a beautiful scenery.

The most surprising thing was that Gan Yu was not there either.

As the representative of the General Affairs Department, as the secretary of Ningguang, I have devoted myself to the safety of the Qunyu Pavilion. There is no reason not to be invited...

Xia Xia still wanted to ask her to go fishing, and wanted to talk to her.

The four masters and apprentices...cough, cough, they went to the wrong set.

Xia Xia, Mona, Ying, and Pai Meng walked across the bamboo bridge. They had just climbed the Qunyu Pavilion when they saw Ningguang walking over with long legs, smiling faces, and jokingly said, "Welcome. Come, but you are late!"

"Eh? Are you late?" Paimon's face was full of disbelief: "Why are you late! I'm here by my time, it's only 6:50 at most... There are ten minutes left!"