Genshin Impact: The Liyuemen of Tivat

Chapter 1 Three bowls but Hong Kong

This is the most prosperous maritime commercial center in Tivat, Liyue Port.

Compared with Mond, a free country next door, it is full of noisy fireworks, and the contract rules set by the Rock King Dijun affect everyone in Liyue.

As the largest maritime trade center in Tevat, Liyue Port has too many mysteries and legends on this continent.

It has been more than 3000 years since Liyue was founded by Morax, the king of rocks. Today, Liyue is no longer the chaos of the past. Under the guidance of the emperor of rocks, under the protection of Yasha and immortals, the city is moving towards prosperity. go.

In the afternoon, Zhongli, the incarnation of the Emperor Yanwang, listened to an opera at Heyu Teahouse.

Boss Yun, the group leader of Yunhan Society, is very good at singing. It is really a good place to go to listen to a play in his spare time.

After listening to the play, I went to the flower and bird market and picked a lively thrush.Relying on his good reputation and knowledge, the boss of Niaoshi intends to make friends, so he presents the thrush to Zhongli, saving the embarrassment of Emperor Yan not being able to pay.

Zhongli was walking on the street with a birdcage in his hand, listening to the hawking and yelling around him, and the thrush singing softly in the cage, feeling the fireworks in the world created by himself, so happy.

Unlike the wind god in Mond, if the wind god Barbatos fished secretly, he wouldn't be able to see anyone if something happened.Then Zhongli, who is the incarnation of Morax, the king of rocks, is strolling openly and having fun with the people.

The United States said: micro-service private visits.

For thousands of years, he has had too many incarnations. Maybe the old woman basking in the sun by the side of the road is the emperor, or the boy watching the wind on the pier is the emperor, and there are more...

With so many incarnations, Zhongli's identity is undoubtedly the one he is most satisfied with.

But if you think that Zhongli is happy fishing like this, then you are wrong, because you can't imagine Zhongli's happiness...

In fact, Mr. Zhongli's day is also very busy;
Should I get up early to go to Liuli Pavilion for dinner, or Xinyuexuan?Or is it Manmin Hall?Just thinking about this kind of thing made the old man hesitate for a long time.

Liuliting's "Li Cai" specializes in mountain delicacies, while Xinyue Xuan creates moon dishes and specializes in seafood. Of course, it is not necessary to have such a good breakfast.

Then you can only choose Manmin Hall.

The final result is that Zhongli doesn't have enough Mora and can only choose to go hungry.

After breakfast, head to the wharf or the top of Tianheng Mountain to overlook this bustling port city. I am filled with emotions. Then, if you have money, go to eat, or eat with acquaintances, or continue to be hungry...

got used to.

I can't be free in the afternoon.

"Would you like to listen to an opera, or visit the bird market?"

Ultimately he intends to have both.

Mr. Zhongli is always looking for ways to pass the time.

Don't think that these things are not busy at all, because he has repeated everything countless times in the past few thousand years, and he is looking forward to when someone will appear to disrupt this repeated life.

"Your work is done, go rest now."

Passing by the pier, Zhongli overheard such a sentence.

I saw a businessman saying this to his subordinates in the distance.

Zhong Li fell into deep thought for a long time.

"Guyo!"

The thrush in the birdcage wailed crisply, waking Zhongli from his contemplation.

Zhong Li came back to his senses and saw that the bird food and water dishes in the birdcage had been overturned, and the bright feathers were also a little bit embarrassed, so he couldn't help chuckling.

"Even if you have no worries about food and drink, you are still unwilling to settle down..."

Zhong Li opened the cage, and the thrush in the cage couldn't wait to get out, flapping its wings and flying away.

When the thrush flew over the Drum Tower, a net pocket suddenly appeared on the plank road, and several children grabbed the thrush inside and ran away happily.

Zhong Li, who witnessed this process, shook his head and chuckled.

"Out of shelter, but are you really ready for the danger?"

"It still needs to be considered in the long run."

He put away the birdcage and walked up the steps with his hands behind his back.

"I heard that there is a new storyteller in "Three Bowls But Hong Kong", how about going to hear it? "

Thinking this way, he finally found a place to pass the time this afternoon, and walked slowly towards "Three bowls but not Hong Kong".

"Three bowls but not Hong Kong" is Liyue's old-fashioned tea garden. Unlike Heyu Teahouse, which specializes in the love and hatred of knights, what is said here is more old stories from the past, most of which come from stories in history books, so it is related to Compared with Heyu Teahouse, which is open to youth groups, most of the people sitting in the "Three Bowls But Hong Kong" listening to books are old guys.

Most of the young people in Liyue go to Heyu Teahouse. In addition to storytelling, the famous opera troupe Yunhan Club also performed there, which also attracted many people. It must be overcrowded and hard to get a ticket.

As usual, Zhongli would still go there to listen to the opera at night, but he heard that "Three bowls don't pass Hong Kong" has a new storyteller who specializes in the emperor's books, so he came to join in the fun today.

When he came to "Three bowls but not Hong Kong", Zhongli was slightly surprised that there were too many people.

Not in a hurry to take a seat, he first listened to a passage from a distance.

On the stage, a middle-aged man in a coat was eloquent.

The seats in the teahouse are all placed outside the street door, and the yelling of pedestrians and vendors in the surrounding shops can be heard endlessly.The storyteller shook his folding fan, his voice was deep and true, and every word was in his ears without embezzling any words. Even if he stood at the back, he felt as clear as if he was in front of the stage, which showed that the storyteller's skills were amazing.

"It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast. The ground cracked in two instantly with a bang! The people on it couldn't stand upright at all. The leading miner looked down! Hey, what do you think?"

The middle-aged storyteller paused on purpose, shook the folding fan, and a single sentence aroused the hearts of the people below.

"what happened?"

"Hey, Tian Tiezui is too broken! If you dare to disassemble it next time, I will fly up with a teapot!"

"Say it! What do you see?"

The people in the audience shouted one after another.

Zhong Li nodded secretly, touched his chin and felt that the story sounded familiar, so he bypassed the people around, found an empty seat in front and sat down, ordered a pot of tea, and listened carefully.

"This person's storytelling skill is quite good, you can sit down and listen quietly."

Tian Tiezui was very satisfied with the audience's reaction, and when he saw a person with an extraordinary figure and imposing manner sitting down, he felt even more at ease, and the reaction of the audience was under control.

Snapped!
He closed his folding fan, squinted his eyes, and read it as if he was a person in the book, and said in an expressive voice: "The miner looked down, and his face turned pale from fright!
I saw a pair of lantern-sized eyes under the dark crack, looking at the people above with a red light!The coldness and hatred in those eyes seemed to be able to directly take away a person's soul! "

The people in the audience were very cooperative and awe-inspiring, and they all exclaimed: "My dear! Eyes the size of lanterns, what kind of monsters are those!"

"It must be as big as a house! It's scary!"

Zhong Li closed his eyes and listened for a while, feeling more and more familiar with the story told by this man. He put his hand on his knee and tapped his finger lightly. After a while, he finally remembered what kind of story Tian Tiezui was probably telling.

While listening to the book, he only heard the sound of the bench next to him moving. Zhong Li looked around and saw a ten-year-old boy who had arranged the seat and sat beside him, very cautious.

This is a rare visitor, when children are interested in this old-fashioned story.

The little boy was wearing neat and clean clothes, with a cloth bag slung across his body, the bag was so bulging that he didn't know what it contained. The fabric of the clothes was still high-quality, but the style of the clothes was a bit poor, similar to those old men who listened to books , Sitting in a chair looks a bit old-fashioned.

It cannot be said that Zhongli knows 100% of the people in Liyue City, at least he can remember the appearance of 80% of the people, and he can call them by names.

Zhongli quickly recognized the child.

But he didn't say anything, he remembered the child, but the child didn't necessarily know him.

The child glanced at Zhongli cautiously, and found that this person was not angry at his behavior of disturbing him rashly, so he was relieved.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth, and a childish voice came out of his mouth: "Looking at the tea! My father wants a bowl of Jiuniang Yuanzi, and it needs to be hot!"

As he said that, his eyes were still looking towards Zhongli, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Zhong Li was stunned for a few tenths of a second before he could react.

Being single for thousands of years and being called daddy today?
Watching Cha Xiaoer glanced at the table where Zhongli and the child were sitting from a distance, and said, "Okay!"

Xiao Er ran into the house, and soon came out with a bowl of steaming rice dumplings.

Putting the bowl in front of Zhongli, the child took out Mo La and counted a few and put them in Xiao Er's hands, watching tea Xiao Er looked at Zhong Li in surprise, then nodded his thanks and left.

The child took another look at Zhongli, making sure that Zhongli didn't have any dissatisfaction, so he decisively pulled the bowl in front of him, rubbed his hands, scooped up a ball with a spoon, brought it to his mouth, blew on it, and then sent it In his mouth, he chewed carefully.

Most of the Jiuniang dumplings here are warmed up in advance, so they taste warm and won’t burn your mouth. Of course, there are also iced ones, depending on personal choice.

The little boy ate a dumpling, and the faint smell of alcohol made his little face flush like a red apple.

It was only then that Zhong Li realized that this kid was here to listen to books, he was obviously here to eat Jiuniang Yuanzi, and he used himself as a shield just now, and it must not be the first time he paid for it so proficiently. .

Jiuniang Yuanzi contains alcohol. Although it is not much, children are still not allowed to eat it, so he "helped" himself to order one...

When the dumplings were served, he ate them himself.

To be used as a shield by a child, this is really...

Seeing the child's mouth full of happiness, Zhong Li couldn't say anything unsightly, for example, you are too young to eat this stuff.

"That's it, just wait for his parents to come and let him know." Zhong Li was thinking about how to make a small report.

Lord Yan also has some evil tastes.

The child didn't know that he was actually missed by Lord Yan, and he was listening to Tian Tiezui's book at this time.

On the stage, Tian Tiezui was still impassioned: "That monster! It is the legendary Ruo Tuo Dragon King! Its height covers the sky and the sun, and its body is more than a hundred feet long. When it moves, it shakes mountains and mountains. It is unparalleled!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people in the audience, and many people who had read the records of Ruo Tuo's history were muttering:

"I knew it was Ruo Tuo! This guy is amazing! He made troubles all over Liyue, and the big pit under the layered rock abyss is his home!"

The people next to him dismissed it with disdain: "No matter how big or powerful it is, what's the use of being slapped to death by Lord Yan?"

Tian Tiezui cleared his throat and wanted to continue, but suddenly a childish voice interrupted him.

"No! You are wrong!"

The crisp voice echoed in the ears of every listener, instantly interrupting Tian Tiezui's rhythm.

Zhong Li looked at the child next to him who was slapping the table and shouting with great interest.

　Hahahaha, new book is here

　　
　
(End of this chapter)