Liyue: Dijun wants to support me every day

Chapter 34
The name of Zhongli was rarely known at first.

Only the guests who often have business exchanges with Xiangshengtang know that there is a handsome guest in Xiangshengtang.

The words that have been said most times are 'worth buying' and 'please send the bill to the Hall of Death'.

These two sentences usually appear after the guest has talked about the products.

Over time, people all know that there is a guest minister with a weird temper in the Hall of Death.

He seems to know everything, and he can comment on any product he encounters.

When he meets something that catches his eye, he makes a very generous shot, but he doesn't like to bring Mora.

Even if it was a mora, he would say, 'Please send the bill to the Hall of Rebirth'.

For a while, this Keqing was the focus of people's attention when they chatted after dinner——

What expensive things did he buy today, and how much did Hall Master Hu spend?

Most people are very friendly towards him.

Because this Keqing treats people politely and is considerate, anyone will feel comfortable getting along with him.

However, not everyone is satisfied with him.

The clerk stood behind the counter, looked at Zhong Cha with a cold face, and said loudly, "If there is anything I dare not say, what I say is the truth.

What kind of guest, what kind of knowledge, I think, it is because of his face that someone is willing to talk to him. "

Zhong Cha frowned, "You"

However, just as she rolled up her sleeves and was about to argue with the clerk, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

Zhongli stopped her, "It's okay."

Then, he turned to look at the clerk, "Sir, since you are quite critical of my words and deeds, how dare I ask you what is your opinion?"

The clerk snorted coldly, "Oh, good opinion? How dare I have good opinion, some people are born with good life, and they can live a good life by doing nothing all day long."

Zhongli's expression remained calm, but Zhong Cha couldn't bear it.

She has such a violent temper, "Damn, you are jealous and just say it. After this yin and yang, you will not be scolded if you bully people and speak politely?"

Zhongli reluctantly hugged her back, with a faint smile, "Miss Tea, it's okay."

However, Zhong Cha was like a kitten, grabbing the edge of the counter, "Let me go! Let me kill him!"

In the end, Zhong Li held Zhong Cha in his arms almost firmly, so that she would not go up and give the teller a paw.

Zhongli Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and even the dandelion at the end of his eyes became brighter, "How did you know that the guest of the Pastoral Hall has nothing to do?"

The clerk looked into his eyes and felt fear for no reason, "Everyone knows that you either go to the theater or go to the antique shop to buy things every day."

"Oh? From the looks of it, you probably know me better than myself.

However, I not only go to theaters and antique shops, I also go to the streets and alleys.

After all, that's my job. "

"You said that yourself. Am I wrong? You can live this kind of life, and it has nothing to do with your appearance?"

"Do you know how much the price of offal in Central Plains has increased compared to a year ago?"

"I know what to do with this kind of thing?"

"Then do you know what is the daily turnover of the clothing store? Is it booming or declining?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Oh? You are a bank teller, and you don't know this."

"Does this have something to do with me? My job is not these."

"Then it's no wonder that the bank's tellers don't know the economy. Could it be that they sat at the counter based on their looks?"

"How is it possible, I rely on my hard work and ability!"

"That's right, why don't you even entertain customers?"

"Where am I"

Just as the clerk was about to argue, Zhong Cha interrupted him, "I testify, you didn't entertain me!"

The clerk was dissatisfied, "Where did you get the money, a brat?"

And Zhongli shook his head helplessly, repeating what he said before, "Based on general rationality, there are indeed few children who can reach the minimum amount of savings in the bank, but there are not no such children."

The translation is that you have little knowledge.

The clerk didn't believe him, and was even a little proud, "Then you have the ability to show it! You won't be called Xiangshengtang again, will you?"

He knew very well that Zhongli didn't like to bring money, so he couldn't take it out.

"Okay!" Zhong Cha's eyes lit up.

Zhong Li's words cleverly avoided the problem that the self-disclosure should not be based on appearance.

After all, this question itself has no solution.

Let a person with a beautiful appearance prove that his success does not depend on his appearance.

No matter how Zhongli answered, loopholes could be found or artificially created.

If he really wanted to follow the clerk's train of thought, it would be unless Zhong Li cut his face off and walked the previous path again.

Otherwise the clerk will not be satisfied.

Zhong Cha put a money bag on the table, "Hmph, you'd better count it for me!"

After saying this, she suddenly realized.

She seemed a little arrogant.

In the past, she would directly ignore this kind of person.

After all, more is worse than less.

But with Zhongli by her side today, she felt inexplicably that it didn't matter if there was one more thing.

Because he is there, it seems that there is nothing to worry about.

I just need to be like my appearance, just be a child.

When the clerk saw the bag of Mora, his expression was a little disdainful.

Unless her bag of Mora is all in 100 denominations, the minimum storage amount cannot be reached.

After he poured Mora out absent-mindedly, his expression froze.

This is not a 100-denomination mora at all, but a 10000-denomination one!
He looked at Zhong Cha in disbelief, no, how could a child have so many?

The clerk's eyes fell on Zhongli again, if it was him, it would be possible!

All of a sudden, his eyes were burning with anger, and the anger went straight to Zhong Li, "Are you kidding me? This Mo La is yours, right?"

Zhongli looked at him suspiciously, "I think you should know me well."

The translation is that if it wasn't for his Mora, it would be impossible for him to carry so many Mora with him!

And Zhong Cha hugged her hands, and now it was her turn to be proud, "What, are you scared?"

One thing to say, she was really pleased by the clerk's attitude.

"Impossible, you must be transferring assets. This is a violation of the contract. I will report it to the Qianyan Army!"

Obviously, this matter has gone beyond the clerk's understanding.

The bank has stored a large amount of Mora, so an emergency reporting formation was set up at the counter.

The clerk activated the formation without hesitation.

It was too late for Zhong Li to stop it.

He and Zhong Cha looked at each other in blank dismay. Things got a little serious.

Of course, nothing will happen to them, and it will only be the shop assistants who will suffer.

However, the clerk didn't realize it, and was still arrogant, "You guys just wait to be punished by eating rocks!"

But Zhong Cha looked at him with pity.

This brother probably doesn't know who gave her the money.

　Sorry guys, it's late woo woo woo
　　In this chapter, I want to know what the emperor would do in the face of malice and intrigue among ordinary people.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)