Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

"Snapped!"

Yingmei raised her hand and tapped Paimon gently on the head.

"Hey, Traveler, why did you hit me!"

Emergency Food covered his head and turned around to look at the blushing girl with grievance.

She didn't understand why the traveler did this, but Zhongli could already see the girl's embarrassment from the traveler's expression. After thinking for a while, he chuckled.

As we all know, adventurers usually have to sleep on the ground when they go out. Even the richer adventurers only have portable tents and boilers issued by the association compared to ordinary people. It is not uncommon for several adventurers to squeeze into one tent to rest and take turns to keep watch.

In Liyue's words, this is called being a child of the Jianghu, not fussy about trivial matters.

"Now that everything has been settled, when are you two free? I'll invite you to have dinner at Liuli Pavilion."

After Famas and Venti left, Zhongli seemed to be freed from some shackles. He smiled warmly and his tone instantly became gentle and full of joy.

If FAMAS was still here, he would definitely ridicule Zhongli's face-changing behavior without hesitation, but in addition to FAMAS, don't forget that there is also Xie Xie's emergency food present.

"Tsk, Zhongli, I can believe that three bowls of wine won't cost you anything, but Liuli Pavilion charges for even the tea seats! Can you really afford it?"

"And the original location of the Liuli Pavilion...is it still a construction site?"

Paimeng circled around Zhongli, chattering and looking the retired emperor up and down with suspicion.

Zhongli put his hand on his chin and thought for a moment before nodding firmly.

"Well... in that case, Mora is indeed not enough."

"But as far as I know, the owner of Liuli Pavilion spent a lot of money to buy two houses on the back street of Chihuyan, intending to use them as temporary shops before the reconstruction of Feiyunpo is completed... Of course, Xinyuexuan also bought a corridor building, which is right opposite Liuli Pavilion."

As the Rock King of Liyue and a famous gourmet, Zhongli is well-versed in the elegant arts of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea. Friends from all walks of life are happy to deal with Zhongli and can provide him with a lot of gossip from time to time.

Liuliting and Xinyuexuan each control half of Liyue's food scene, and their every move naturally concerns the hearts of many diners. Now, the new stores of the two restaurants are under intensive construction, and the chefs and waiters are still the original team, which naturally makes Liyue's old gourmets full of expectations.

But if we were to say who are the most unhappy, it would definitely be the many restaurants and stalls that originally opened in Chihuyan.

After hearing that Liuliting and Xinyuexuan were going to open new stores in Chihuyan, Master Mao from Wanmintang, Kuaidao Chen from the grilled fish shop, snack stand owner Su Erniang, and the vendors selling glutinous rice balls and snacks on the streets were immediately furious and condemned Liuliting and Xinyuexuan for violating the unspoken rules of the Liyue catering industry.

Originally, Licai and Yuecai were rivals in Feiyunpo, and the small stall owners and restaurant owners who were street neighbors eating Huyan’s business didn’t care. But if these two behemoths want to come to Chihuyan to seize the catering business at the pier, don’t blame them for uniting and striking hard.

Moreover, in the eyes of many young people at the dock, the battle between the two major cuisines of Liyue has long gone off track and gradually evolved into a food war that only cares about the price regardless of the deliciousness.

It is precisely because of this kind of catering game that the precious mountain delicacies in the port are monopolized by Liuliting, the rare seafood is occupied by Xinyuexuan, the mountain delicacies and the seafood are difficult to integrate, the diversity of ingredients is artificially interrupted, and it has caused the indignation of countless chefs.

As Wanmintang chef Mao said: "Cooking is for all the hungry people. Those who set those rules and regulations are mediocre people who cannot see the essence of cooking."

Therefore, Wanmintang is different from other old Liyue restaurants. Chef Mao calls his own Wanmin cuisine. Unlike Liyue cuisine, which must be mountain delicacies, or Yueyue cuisine, which must be seafood, Wanmintang uses the most popular ingredients to make the most universal flavors and the most exquisite craftsmanship to make the most delicious dishes. At the same time, Chef Mao also believes that his daughter Xiangling is the one who can subvert the Liyue cuisine world.

It’s just that Xiangling hasn’t grown into a capable chef yet, and Liuliting and Xinyuexuan are so aggressive.

Looking at the plaques that were being decorated in the pavilions and porches, Master Mao made up his mind to take this opportunity to build a good reputation for Wanmin Hall among the dignitaries in Liyue, and at the same time pave the way for Xiangling's future development.

However, the competition between Liuliting, Xinyuexuan and the Chihuyan vendors is a matter for the future.

After Zhongli admitted that he did not have Mora, Paimon's slightly expectant expression collapsed. The Traveler could not help but ask Zhongli the question that had puzzled her for a long time:
"Why on earth is Mr. Zhongli short of Mora?"

Be it his daily living habits or the many collections in the storehouse of the Hall of Rebirth, they are enough to prove that even if Zhongli retires, he is definitely not a penniless god like Venti and Famas. What's more, it is normal for Morax, who is known as the god of business and wealth, to conjure up a large piece of Morax with a wave of his hand, right?

"The Rock King could easily create Mora, but since I have chosen the mortal identity of Zhongli, I should follow the rules of mortals."

Zhongli stated the principle solemnly.

"Although I still have the heart of God in my previous journey with you, I know that I will step down from the position of the Seven Gods. How can I not have a preview of my new life in the future?"

Yingmei blinked as she looked at the solemnly-confident Lord Rock God, and recalled Wendy's evaluation of him... Now it seemed to be true, he had been as firm as a rock and had not changed his principles for thousands of years, even though this might hurt himself in the foot on his journey in this mortal world.

They stick to their beliefs without wavering, isn't this also the strength of the Seven Gods?
A certain idle god of the wind always adheres to the policy of slacking off...oh, freedom, and always recites poems and sings songs and asks for wine on the roadside.

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Paimon rolled his eyes habitually and said bluntly, "I understand. Zhongli never looks at the price when spending money. It's because he didn't have to look before. As a result, he is now completely unaccustomed to not being able to conjure up Mora whenever he wants. That's why he has become a social loser who eats for free and asks others to pay for his food."

After taking off the heavy responsibility from his shoulders, Zhongli did become more emotional, or more like a mortal. After listening to Paimon's comments, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and there seemed to be a little grievance in his tone:

"No... I just spent some money from the Fatui. Don't talk about me like this."

"...Ahem, some?"

The traveler nearly choked on his own saliva.

Not to mention anything else, just the money Mora spent on night amber stone, ointment and eternal life incense to organize the entire ceremony was an astronomical figure, not to mention the money Zhongli usually spent on listening to music and tasting tea.

Paimon also waved his fist in the air: "It adds up to several million! It's a sky-high price for ordinary people! Hey, wait... Zhongli, you have planned so many things, you should remember to save some money for yourself, right?"

Thinking of the small treasury on the soles of his shoes, Paimon asked expectantly, but all he got in return was Zhongli's vague response.

"Hmm? Private savings? From a common sense point of view, this is a good suggestion, but unfortunately..."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that I forgot."

Paimon was speechless for a moment. It was understandable that FAMAS didn't have a private treasury. After all, the country was about to perish. Even if there was money, it would have been used long ago. But why didn't Zhongli reserve Mora!? (End of this chapter)