The Liyue Port finally became quiet late at night. The gamblers who had lost most of the night were looking for a barrel to hide their shame. The young people who were looking for beauty had already arranged their goals. Those who couldn't find them went home obediently.
In short, it highlights a vast silence, making people feel comfortable.
Zhongli came to Gu Sanqiu's door. Before he could reach out his hand, the door of Gu's house opened automatically, as if he had recognized the Emperor Yan Wang.
"Haha, you really don't have any vigilance at all, you brat."
Zhongli slowly walked towards the incense room. The moment he stepped into it, the dark shadow that once fought against the cook appeared again, standing quietly behind Zhongli.
"There is no need to protect me, just go out. This is not the Liyue Port of the past."
After hearing this, the black shadow turned around silently, but still stood guard at the door of Fengxiang Room like a door god, not listening to Zhongli's words at all.
"Three hundred new sprouts are indeed not a lot, but at this stage, it is enough."
Zhongli untied the bag and put the new shoots into the cauldron.
"Nothing has changed in recent years."
The black shadow still turned his back. After hearing Zhongli's question, he slowly shook his head, then nodded again and pointed to Gu Sanqiu's room.
Zhong Li suddenly laughed: "The world is about to change, and I have nothing to do. I can't keep him locked up in Liyue Port. Don't you think your family's character is enough to live in peace?"
The shadow stopped talking, probably because it hit a sore point, so he decided to give Zhongli a slap on the back of his head and ignore him.
As the sprouts fell in, the light on Ding's body lit up slightly, and then streaks of black energy emerged from the ground, covering up the light and the mysterious fluctuations that gradually spread.
"Haha, it's been a long time since I've been here, and the furnishings haven't changed. Xiao Shuwen said back then that the family was a bunch of idiots who didn't understand beauty and art, and it seems she was right."
It’s really been a long time since I’ve been here, as Morax.
The black shadow followed Zhongli to the stone table in the courtyard. After he sat down, he made a pot of tea at the speed of light, and then walked to the yam and apple tree.
This health-preserving tree, which is bound to be robbed by middle-aged people when it is promoted, shook, and two apples and a rhizome fell off the main body.
It even peeled it very consciously before passing it to Zhongli.
"Um?"
"I didn't seem to have this kind of spirituality last time I came here, an epiphany?"
The dark figure standing next to him shook his head, and then pointed to the incense room.
"I see, you're a lucky little guy."
Zhongli flicked his finger and sent the apple into a mysterious space.
"Haha, just think of it as a little consolation gift for the little mouse."
The shadow tilted his head, then reluctantly stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up, then shook his head.
"I find that I can't understand what you are saying more and more."
As the black shadow pointed at the apple tree again, and then at the soil, Zhongli suddenly understood.
"You mean, he would think that what I gave him were fruits and vegetables specially prepared for the dead?"
The shadow nodded.
"Hahaha, that's not bad."
Zhong Li took a sip of tea and said, "Well, good tea. This tea seems to be from the immortal trees in Qiaoying Village. Xiao Hutao sneaked in a little bit last time, and this is the taste."
The black shadow put his hand on his forehead and then slowly dissipated.
Zhongli glanced at the place where the black shadow disappeared: "It's just some tea leaves, what do you mean?"
The black energy gathered again, and a right hand with a thumbs up rose tremblingly from the ground, and then disappeared at the speed of light.
...
Forget it, after all, Liyue Port was built brick by brick by myself.
Zhong Lidan settled down to drink tea and decided to forget about the psychosis that made him want to throw a rock gun to suppress it.
Early the next morning, Gu Sanqiu got up from the bed and drifted out of the room, accidentally hitting the door frame.
"Huh? It smells good?"
Gu Sanqiu stretched his neck with his eyes half closed and sniffed carefully: "Why does it still feel familiar..."
"Damn! This is my Xianxian tea!"
Gu Sanqiu suddenly became energetic and suddenly came to the source of the aroma. The teacups and teapots were placed neatly on the stone table, as if someone had measured the distance and direction with a ruler.
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All in all, this is a very "ceremonial" teacup.
"I made a pot of tea and only drank one cup?"
Gu Sanqiu was heartbroken: "This is Xianxian Tea, sir. I can't get many good things all year round. How come there are still people who waste it like this!"
According to legend, the source of Qiaoyingzhuang is the mysterious medicine king who easily shed sweat when he wielded the medicine pestle. Birds who like the fragrance of tea picked up the seeds and watched the tender green seedlings. The rise and fall of the medicinal pestle grew slowly.
It is said that what the flying bird brings is not tea seeds in the broad sense, but the most common grass seeds.
According to the words spread in the market, even if it is the most ordinary seed, but it has been accompanied by immortals for many years and is stained with immortal energy, it is still a very valuable good thing!
Although it is debatable whether they really grew by absorbing the sweat of immortals, it is undeniable that the quality of these Xianxian tea trees is indeed very good, and they are always at the top of the list of "prohibited export goods".
Except for Gu Sanqiu, a guest in the Rebirth Hall who has an undisclosed relationship, Liyue Qixing probably doesn't have enough points, and basically only gives a small amount of friendly gifts on important occasions.
At that time, Gu Sanqiu thought it was a good thing that Wendy gave up her job, and that old fisherman didn't like drinking tea either.
Otherwise, given the relationship between Liyue and Mondstadt, it would be strange that there are not ten or eight "important meetings between the two countries" whenever the Xianxian Tea is harvested.
Gu Sanqiu originally wanted to ask Yao Lu Weng. After all, it could be seen from his title that this guy must be from the same company as that Yao Lu Weng.
But Yaoluo Weng refused because "you must be thinking about controlling tea sales all day long", and by the way, Gu Sanqiu was slapped and flew to Yunlaihai with a cat's paw.
Over time, the tea trees back then have grown and now have become living fossils of Liyue. If there is any unofficial organization outside that can be protected by the Qianyan Army, Qiaoyingzhuang is definitely one of them.
Not to mention being torn off branches and leaves by a daring group of treasure thieves, anyone who dares to get close will be captured by the Qianyan Army on the spot, without giving you a chance to defend or quibble.
"My tea."
Gu Sanqiu shook the teapot sadly, then poured out the remaining tea and drank it quite simply.
"Well, the taste is average, or is it because of the overnight tea?"
As for the feeling of heartache and liver tremor, I won't go into details. Anyway, with Mona's living standard, this pot of tea can be converted into money enough to make her live with tears of joy for several years.
"Do I need to install an early warning circle or something at home? Otherwise, I won't know who comes in. How will this happen?"
After thinking about it for a while, Gu Sanqiu decided to give up. After all, he didn't set the rules himself. If he changed them rashly, there might be some problems.
"It's just a little tea, it doesn't matter!"
Gu Sanqiu gritted his teeth: "Don't let me know who did it, otherwise, otherwise..."
Thinking of a very high probability, Gu Sanqiu suddenly felt that his momentum had weakened by nine points.
"I'll go to Qiaoyingzhuang and beg for more!" Your latest reading progress detected is "Chapter 536: Gu Sanqiu: I protest!"
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