Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 487 God of Trading

The third floor of the Golden House, the backstage warehouse of the auction venue.

"Ah sneeze!"

Next to the densely packed shelves, Paimon, who was checking the goods on the shelves, sneezed hard. The traveler standing on the other side of the shelf was so shocked that he held his breath for a moment, until after a few breaths, there was only the faint sizzle of the burning oil lamp in the room. There was still silence beyond the sound, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"The dust in the warehouse is relatively large, Paimon children should be careful." Zhongli seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, contentedly admiring the various auction items on the shelves, "According to Liyue, is there someone talking about you behind your back? Woolen cloth?"

Zhongli took out a silk handkerchief from the inner pocket of his coat and handed it to little Paimon who was in tears.

At this time, the traveler carefully put back the auction items he was inspecting.

Thanks to Ye Lan's cover, the three of them were able to successfully open several levels of permissions leading to the passage to the third floor, and arrived at the backstage work area of ​​the top-floor banquet hall.

Compared with the lower floors, this place is obviously much more popular. I was originally worried that this place would also be filled with Qianyan Army soldiers who were conducting a carpet search. As a result, when I came up, I found that the backstage area was full of people. It was so lively that it was like a snack street in Huyan.

Because open fires are strictly prohibited in the Golden House, the dinner in the banquet hall was mainly served with cold dishes and drinks. A few hot dishes were delivered from restaurants in the harbor at great cost, but even so, the reception team was still so busy that everyone was overwhelmed, and the corridors were full of food. Staff who look hurried and exhausted.

Even though Zhongli and the traveler didn't look like service staff or guests, as long as they walked by with a dark face and a slightly impatient expression, most passers-by would not choose to take the initiative to get into trouble. .

Just like fishing in troubled waters, she and Zhong Li actually managed to sneak into the warehouse located at the innermost part of the backstage area. The main event of the Yinyuan Hall tonight, besides the dinner, was the auction.

Although he already knew that most of the auction items here were Ningguang's belongings, Zhongli seemed to be looking for something else, so he took the travelers to check out the various auction items here.

"Hey, Zhongli, please tell me clearly, what are we looking for here?"

"There is obviously evidence that those bad guys are plotting rebellion. Now that Ye Lan is gone, why don't we just rush out and cooperate with Ke Qingli and catch those bad guys off guard?"

Paimon casually wiped his face with the silk handkerchief Zhongli handed him, and then raised his hand to return it to the other party.

Zhongli calmly took half a step back, shook his head in thought, and obviously had no intention of taking the handkerchief.

"The thing we are looking for comes from Xumi, and its shape is very different from Liyue. Although you two have not been to the dense forest country where mystical knowledge is hidden, you can probably judge its origin based on its appearance."

Zhongli's clear golden eyes were like the sunset glow falling on the clouds at dusk, and he calmly scanned the various goods in the warehouse.

"As for the second question, to borrow a famous quote from a certain poet, my answer is..."

"Hey?"

Zhongli pursed his lips and smiled, and in a calm and low voice, he said witty words that should not have come from his mouth. Only then did the traveler notice that Zhongli's personality seemed to have become cheerful after he was relieved of the burden of the Rock King. Quite a few.

Although most of the time, Zhongli still has the calm look of an old scholar in Liyue, but the relaxed expression he occasionally shows does not seem to be fake.

It is conceivable that the responsibility of guiding all living beings as a god is so heavy for him, and the wear and tear he has experienced is so severe, that it turns the originally gentle Zhongli into a bitter, hateful, and powerful rock king. .

"...Zhongli! Are you possessed by that singer?"

Hearing the familiar perfunctory words, Paimon pouted and angrily circled around Zhongli, carefully checking whether the man in front of him was still the unsmiling and indifferent Emperor of the Rock they knew.

"Master Walnut Hall often says that I am too old-fashioned. Since I am a mortal, I shouldn't always look so serious."

Zhongli was obviously very satisfied with Paimon's reaction, and then returned his attention to the items on the shelf. The person involved was unwilling to say anything, and Paimon had no choice but to cross his arms in disgust and wander around the shelves, trying to find the Sumeru-shaped items Zhongli mentioned.

Although this place is used to store auction items, it is more like a large conference room. There is even a schedule for next month's meeting of the Golden House Council hanging on the wall.

The corners of the room were filled with tables, chairs, fabrics, and a large amount of documents and papers. In the middle, there were several rows of temporary shelves made of sandwood. There were several crates stacked on each shelf, with serial numbers on the surface. .

The wooden boxes on the two outermost shelves have been opened, and it seems that they have been taken away in order according to the auction item numbers. The items inside have probably been taken to the auction stage.

The traveler took a cursory glance at the goods piled in front of him and found that although the total number of auction items was not large, the size difference was quite large. For example, the No. 47 container in front of him was more than one meter wide and two meters high. She couldn't reach the top even if she stood on tiptoe, and she didn't know what these Liyue dignitaries wanted to trade...

"I remember when we were in the banquet hall, didn't Ye Lan take out the list of auction items?"

"That directory seems to have detailed illustrations... Let's look for any extra manuals first."

The traveler glanced at Paimeng who was wandering around, and Zhongli who was standing in front of container No. 47, holding his chin and wondering what he was thinking, and finally couldn't help but start looking for a more effective way.

"Yeah!"

Paimon was already dizzy. After hearing the traveler's voice, he hurriedly flew to the girl's side and spoke in response.

The two women fixed their gazes on the pile of debris in the corner of the warehouse. They rummaged through it for a few times and found several gilded letters. After opening the seals, they found a list of auction items.

The traveler first took out a few sheets, gave them to Paimon and Zhongli, and quickly read through them himself.

These gold-painted papers only focus on the more precious auction items, and it only takes a few minutes to flip through them with words and illustrations.

Generally speaking, the auction items organized by Yinyuan Hall are mainly Liyue's cultural objects, as well as a small amount of exotic jewelry, art and porcelain, as well as many ancient and rare books that are rumored to have been lost...

"Uh, these things..."

Paimon suddenly took a breath of air for some unknown reason and flipped through the pages of the book.

"The Jasper Screen with Gold Landscape Patterns" was once treasured in the study room of Yiyan Hall and was given to Yunlan, the ancestor of the Yun family, by Emperor Yanwang three hundred years ago; "Folding Fan with Fritillaria Fan Bones and Inscribed Poems" is a treasure of Qunyu Pavilion and was given by the Emperor to In the autumn of the 150th year, the inscription was written in Huishan Hall..."

Paimon flipped through the papers from beginning to end, feeling more and more guilty as he read them. He even glanced at Zhongli who was standing next to him.

If what is said in the appraisals of these collections is true, then in addition to being from Ningguang's private collection, all the items being auctioned today are still gifts related to Emperor Yanwang and have extremely special meaning and history.

Most of these items have verifiable provenances and complete collection chains. They should have been treasured by the recipients themselves and their families, but now they have all been moved here and are being sold as commodities.

In the eyes of the vast majority of Liyue people, buying and selling items used by Lord Yan is undoubtedly a sacrilegious act.

"Zhongli will definitely be unhappy when he sees the gifts he sent being resold like this, right?"

Paimon leaned into the traveler's ear and began to whisper. The girl turned to look at Zhongli, only to find that the other party did not respond.

(End of this chapter)