Genshin Impact: Wherever you go, all wear and tear will be eliminated

Chapter 118: Two Liyue People with Children

Paimon suddenly remembered something, looked at the learned gentleman, and asked, "Zhongli, the remains of Rock God..."

Zhongli said: "According to Liyue tradition, the Immortal Ancestor's Dharma Transfiguration can be called this. The Seven Stars are hiding it in the Golden House now. Before the ceremony is held, the Immortal Ancestor's Dharma Transfiguration will be placed there."

Paimon exclaimed, "Golden House!" Although he didn't know where it was, Paimon felt as soon as he heard the name that it must be a place of great wealth. If he had the chance to go there once, he would never have to worry about delicious food in the future.

"Golden House." Zhongli muttered to himself, and then said, "It is the only mint in Liyue and the only mint in Teyvat. The Mora circulated in the Seven Kingdoms is minted there."

Paimon opened his mouth and let out a loud wow. Seeing that the three people accompanying him were all looking at him, he waved his hands to explain, but it seemed that the more he explained, the worse it got. "No, I'm not thinking of anything bad. I just think it fits Morax's identity."

Zhongli looked at the man in black calmly and said, "Mr. Mo Ran, what do you think?" The implication was obvious: it was time for Mo Ran to start praising him.

Mo Ran, dressed in luxurious black, held his sleeves with his hands together, and his waist-length black hair swayed slightly in the breeze. If you only look at his back, he must be a suave and elegant young man.

Mo Ran, who was better off seeing her from behind, said softly, "Since the Emperor created Mora, Liyue's economy has grown rapidly, and humans can also make Mora through the divine power bestowed by the Emperor."

"Five to six out of ten merchants in the world come from Liyue. This is not because the people of Liyue think highly of themselves, but because this is the place where commerce originated. That is why the Emperor is called the God of Trade."

This is also the reason why when the people of Liyue go to other places to do business, they sneer at some merchants who make profits by illegal means. In their eyes, merchants can be treacherous but they cannot harm others.

If you act like that, what kind of businessman are you? Therefore, when those unscrupulous businessmen are exposed, Liyue merchants will curse, "When it comes to business, I am your ancestor! Go in and learn how to be a man, then talk about being a businessman!"

There is even a saying circulating among major cities that wherever there are people trading, there will definitely be Liyue merchants, no matter how far away they are, no matter how dangerous the region is.

The words are a bit exaggerated, but they also prove the Liyue people's dedication to business. Apart from farming, the largest number of people are businessmen.

Kong listened, but was thinking about other things. There was one question that he could not figure out. Why did Zhongli have the channel to let him see the remains of the God of Rock? Was the appearance of the Young Master a coincidence? And why did Mo Ran tell him and Paimeng that shortly after they met?

There are so many questions, but I can only keep them in my heart and cannot ask them, otherwise this journey may end here.

Zhongli has been in Liyue Harbor for many years and is very familiar with the changes in the moods of mortals. He can detect even the slightest change in their expressions.

He began to explain, "In this commercial capital, everyone will be taken advantage of someday. It is not unacceptable to use this occasionally to achieve one's own goals."

"In Liyue, which is ruled by the God of Contracts, the only thing that cannot be violated is the contract. As for the little tricks outside the contract, I don't care."

Mo Ran, like an old man in his twilight years, said calmly, "Sometimes, even a small, careless action can trigger a tsunami and destroy everything. When you are a person, you should be generous when you should be generous, and when you should be stingy, it is better to be stingy."

Paimon and Kong didn't feel anything. Zhongli just smiled and said, "Okay, we should go prepare the ointment for the ceremony. If you want to make this kind of ointment to worship the gods, the rainbow flower you need is also special."

Zhongli patiently explained: "The petals of the flower called Nishang are excellent fiber materials, mostly used to make cotton satin. However, because of its fragrance and elegance, it is very suitable for solemn occasions of offering sacrifices to immortals and gods."

Paimon couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and squinted his eyes and said, "It's time for Zhongli to popularize knowledge about the upper class. Mo Ran is obviously also very rich, why is he not so particular?"

Mo Ran smiled and said, "People change when they have children. Mr. Zhongli has gotten rid of many of his bad habits compared to before."

Zhongli's expression remained unchanged as he slowly said, "Mr. Mo Ran and the gods are two different things and should not be confused. There is no need to go into more specific details now. Please follow me to the merchant to purchase materials."

Mo Ran said quietly, "If you want to go to Chunxiang Kiln to make perfumed ointment, there should be ready-made colorful flowers there. There's no need to make another trip, right?"

Zhongli said, "It's different. It's always safer to buy the materials yourself. Besides, there's no way to be sure that Chunxiang Kiln will have them, so this trip is not a waste of time."

Mo Ran gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you to wander around Liyue Harbor!"

Paimeng whispered, "I feel like Chunxiang Kiln is not a good place. Sora, we should be more careful!"

Sora nodded, "Yeah."

When passing by the Yujing stairs, Mo Ran took Shen He back as a matter of course. Looking at the child who had been tired for a long time and was exploited by Grandma Ping, the disrespectful old woman, Mo Ran gently touched the gray hair on the back of her head as he did before.

Her voice was gentle, like the clouds in the sky, and she said, "You must be tired. Go back and rest early. No one should be home now. I will be back later. If you are hungry, remember to cook for yourself, or I can cook for you when I go back."

Mo Ran is like an old man who never stops nagging. He has always tried his best to take care of his children in every possible way.

Shen He smiled lightly, pulled the big hand in black, and responded: "I know, father, you can go, Shen He will take good care of himself."

"Well, don't make anyone suffer except yourself." Mo Ran sighed. For some reason, he suddenly felt something. Shen He, this child, had suffered too much since childhood.

Shen He shook his head gently, with tenderness in his eyes, "As long as my father is here, Shen He won't suffer."

This father and daughter, who had suffered a lot since childhood, enjoyed the warmth and affection, but it made the three people beside them feel a little embarrassed and they didn't know what to say. Zhongli was okay, after all, he was used to it, but Kong and Paimon were different.

Although they knew that the father and daughter were very close, they did not expect that the atmosphere would change so much in just a few words, but they also watched with envy.

Paimeng was naturally thinking about delicious food, and Kong was thinking about his lost blood relatives. In the past, he treated his sister just like Mo Ran treats Shen He now, fulfilling every request for fear that his sister would be sad.

Kong thought to himself, I wonder where Ying is now, how is she doing? Is anyone bullying her? When will we meet again? Before traveling to the next world?

There are many questions, but unfortunately, they are questions that cannot be answered now.

Although Zhongli was used to it, he was not completely without feelings. Standing by the stairs, overlooking the entire Liyue Harbor, his eyes stopped on a deserted high-rise building.

A few years ago, the 75th hall master handed over the current hall master to him, which gave this omnipotent gentleman a lot of headaches.

The 77th hall master was Hu Tao. She was overly lively and loved to go door-to-door to sell the business of the Wangsheng Hall. Zhongli was indeed unable to handle her.

This hall master's personality was probably the most lively among all the hall masters in history. He composed a song of his own, "Qiu Qiu Ballad", and held a high status among the alley poets.

Mo Ran looked back at Zhongli, who was looking around, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhongli, if you miss your children, just go back home. There is no rush to prepare for the Immortal Sending Ceremony."

"Mr. Mo Ran, you are overthinking. I just saw you being intimate with your daughter, and it's inevitable that I feel a little sad." Zhongli continued, "The most important thing right now is to send Xian Dianyi off. Let's go."

"Wait for us!" Paimeng shouted, and he and Kong quickly followed and asked in a low voice: "Mo Ran, Zhongli looks so young, does he have a child too?"

Mo Ran's black sleeves fluttered in the wind. From a distance, he looked like a banished immortal. He said, "If he is raised by someone else, he can be considered his child."

Paimon murmured, "Do people in Liyue like to raise children? How come these two, one is knowledgeable and the other is known as the god of cooking, both have children?"