Liyue Fengxiangren of the original god

Liyue Harbor in the middle of the night finally calmed down. Gamblers who lost most of the night were looking for wooden barrels to hide their shame. Young people who were looking for sex found their targets' existing arrangements, and those who couldn't find them went back obediently.

In short, it highlights the silence of Wan Lai, which makes people feel comfortable.

Zhong Li came to Gu Sanqiu's door, and before he reached out his hand, the door of Gu's house opened automatically, as if he had recognized Emperor Yan.

"Heh, I really don't have any vigilance at all, brat."

Zhongli walked slowly towards the Fengxiang Room, the moment he stepped into it, the black figure who had once confronted the cooking woman reappeared and stood quietly behind Zhongli.

"Don't protect me, go out, this is not the Liyue Port back then."

Hei Ying turned around silently after listening, but still stood guard at the door of Feng Xiang Room like a door god, not listening to Zhong Li's words at all.

"Three hundred new shoots, although it's really not a lot, but at this stage, it's enough."

Zhong Li untied the bundle of the bag, and threw the sprouts into the cauldron.

"It hasn't changed much in recent years."

Heiying still turned his back, slowly shook his head after hearing Zhongli's question, then nodded again, and pointed to Gu Sanqiu's room.

Zhong Li suddenly laughed: "The world is about to change, and I can't help it. I can't lock him up in Liyue Port forever. Don't you have any points for your family's personality? Can you stay idle?"

Hei Ying stopped talking, probably because he was poked at a pain point, so he decided to give Zhong Li a hard head and ignore him.

As the sprouts fell in, the light on Ding's body shone slightly, and then streaks of black air burst out from the ground, covering up the light and the gradually spreading mysterious fluctuations.

"Hehe, I haven't been here for a long time, and the furnishings haven't changed. Xiao Shuwen said that the family members are a bunch of idiots who don't understand beauty and art, and it seems that she was right."

Really haven't come here for a long time, as Morax.

The black shadow followed Zhong Li to the stone table in the courtyard. After the other party sat down, he brewed a pot of tea at the speed of light, and then walked to the yam and apple tree.

This health-preserving tree, which was bound to be looted by middle-aged people when it was promoted, shook, and two apples and a root stem fell off from the main body.

It even finished peeling the skin very consciously, and then handed it to Zhongli.

"Um?"

"I didn't seem to have such spirituality last time, epiphany?"

The black shadow standing beside him shook his head, then pointed to Feng Xiangjian.

"So that's the case, he's a lucky little guy."

With a light swipe of his finger, Zhongli sent the apple into a certain mysterious space.

"Hehe, let's take it as a little sympathy gift for the little mouse."

The black 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 expressing more and more."

As the shadow pointed to the apple tree again, and then pointed to the soil, Zhongli suddenly realized.

"You mean, he would think that what I gave him were fruits and vegetables specially prepared for the dead?"

Sombra nodded.

"Hahaha, that's not bad."

Zhong Li sipped the tea lightly: "Well, good tea, this tea seems to be from the envy trees in Qiaoyingzhuang, the little walnut also sneaked a little bit last time, it's the taste."

The black shadow put his hand on his forehead, and then slowly dissipated.

Zhong Li glanced at the place where the black shadow disappeared: "It's just some tea leaves, what do you mean by that?"

The black air gathered again, and a right hand with a thumbs up tremblingly rose from the ground, and then disappeared at the speed of light.

Forget it, anyway, Liyue Port was built brick by brick by myself.

Zhongli drank his tea calmly, and decided to forget about the insanity that made him want to throw a rock gun to suppress him just now.

Early the next morning, after Gu Sanqiu got up from the bed, he drifted out of the room in a daze, and accidentally bumped into the door frame.

"Huh? It smells delicious?"

Gu Sanqiu closed his eyes half-closed and stretched his neck to sniff carefully: "Why does it feel familiar?"

"Fuck! This is my Immortal Xian Tea!"

Gu Sanqiu became energetic in an instant, and came to the source of the fragrance in a flash. The teacups and teapots on the stone table were placed neatly, as if the distance and direction had been measured with a ruler.

All in all, this is a very "ritual" teacup.

"You only drank a cup after making a pot of tea?"

Gu Sanqiu was heartbroken: "This is Xianxian tea, sir. I can't get many good things all year round. Why are people wasting it like this!"

According to the legend, the source of Qiaoyingzhuang, that is, the mysterious medicine king tends to drip sweat when he wields the medicine pestle, and the birds who like the fragrance of tea bring the seeds, and the tender green seedlings follow him. With the ups and downs of the medicine pestle, he grew up slowly.

It is said that what Asuka picked up was not tea in the broad sense, but the most common grass seeds.

According to the words that are circulated in the market, even if it is the most common seed, but it has been accompanied by immortals for many years and has been stained with immortal energy, it is also a very valuable good thing!

Although it is debatable whether it is really grown 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 forefront of the list of "prohibited exports".

Except for Gu Sanqiu, a certain guest in the Past Life Hall who cannot be clearly stated, Liyue Qixing probably doesn't have enough money, and basically only gives a little bit of friendship on important occasions.

At that time, Gu Sanqiu felt that it was a good thing that Wendy gave up her pick and quit, and that old fish-fishing monster didn't like drinking tea either.

Otherwise, regarding the relationship between Liyue and Mengde, it would be strange if there were not ten or eight "important meetings between the two countries" whenever Xianxian tea could be harvested.

Gu Sanqiu originally wanted to find out about Yaoluweng, after all, this guy must be in the same unit as that Yaojun from his title.

But Yaoluweng refused with the reason that "you must be thinking about controlling tea sales all day long", and by the way, he sent Gu Sanqiu to Yunlaihai with a cat's paw.

Over time, the tea tree that year grew to become a living fossil 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 cut off by the daring treasure robbers, but anyone who dares to approach will be taken down by the Qianyan Army on the spot, and you will not be given a chance to defend or argue.

"My tea."

Gu Sanqiu shook the teapot heartbrokenly, then poured out the remaining tea quite simply and drank it into his stomach.

"Well, the taste is average, or is it because of the overnight tea?"

As for the feeling of heartache to liver quivering, I won't go into details. Anyway, with Mona's living standard, this pot of tea can be exchanged for enough money for her to live crying with joy for several years.

"Is it necessary to install an early warning array or something at home, otherwise I won't know who comes in, what's wrong with it?"

After thinking about it for a while, Gu Sanqiu decided to give up. After all, the rules were not set by himself, and there might be some problems if he changed them hastily.

"It's just a little tea, it's okay!"

Gu Sanqiu gritted his teeth: "Don't let me know who did it, otherwise, otherwise"

Associating with a possibility with an extremely high probability, Gu Sanqiu suddenly felt that his aura was nine points weaker.

"I'll go to Qiaoying Village and ask for some more!"