Genshin Impact: Being in Teyvat, a Merchant of All Worlds

Half an hour later, the shopkeeper of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce hurried to Xingqiu.

There were still a dozen or so shop assistants following him.

"Second Young Master, is there anything important you want to tell me?"

Xingqiu frowned slightly. He didn't expect that only a dozen people came.

This number of people is not enough.

"I want you to help me print at least tens of thousands of copies of this flyer as quickly as possible, and then let the shop assistants send them all out."

"Everyone in Liyue must know about this event within one day."

The shopkeeper took the flyer handed over by Xingqiu, took a curious look at it, and said hesitantly: "If you want everyone in Liyue to know about it within one day, ten thousand copies may not be enough."

"Besides, this event is held in Mondstadt, which is a long way away."

"It has nothing to do with our Liyue, and I'm afraid the effect will be greatly reduced, and it will not meet the requirements of the second young master."

What the shopkeeper said is not unreasonable.

"If Feiyun Chamber of Commerce is willing to offer discounts to customers who come and promote at the same time... No, no..."

Xingqiu stopped talking halfway. If he really did that, the old man would rush out of the house and beat him up.

But if he didn't borrow Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, how could he expand the publicity?

He had promised Miss Fischl.

A gentleman's word is as good as a horse.

Just when Xingqiu was worried, Chongyun in heaven suddenly had an idea.

"In fact, it doesn't have to be so complicated."

"We can choose a few lively places to promote, and then let the people who hear it spread it."

"You're right, why didn't I think of it." Xingqiu patted Chongyun on the shoulder, "Not bad, not bad. You are worthy of being my good brother, your brain is quick."

This plan is good, not only saving time and effort, but also saving money.

He had originally planned to invest all his pocket money for the past six months, but he didn't expect Chongyun to come up with a good idea.

At least he saved his pocket money for three months.

After finding a solution, Xingqiu immediately told the shopkeeper to speed up the action, and he personally covered the expenses and the labor fees of the clerks.

The dozen clerks who originally came were reduced to only six.

"Second Young Master, I have drawn several of the more lively places in Liyue."

"But this Yunhan Society may need to be personally presented."

The shopkeeper spread out the map in his hand with some embarrassment, and there were several red circles on it.

Those places are the most lively and crowded places in Liyue.

"Leave Yunjin to me, you just arrange the other places."

"Yes, Second Young Master."

The shopkeeper left Feiyun Chamber of Commerce with six clerks, leaving Xingqiu and Chongyun standing there.

"Let's go, good friends, we should also take action."

Xingzhou pulled Chongyun's arm and walked out.

"Where to?" Chongyun was puzzled. He looked up at the sky and it was only one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Is Yunhanshe still closed at this time?"

Outside Feiyun Shop, the sun shines through the clouds onto the bluestone-paved street, casting mottled light and shadows.

There are very few pedestrians coming and going, and only Qianyan Army is still patrolling faithfully.

The street vendors have stopped shouting and huddled in places where the sun can't reach to take a rest.

"Let's go back to my house first."

"I have to get something before I can go find Yunjin."

Xingqiu smiled mysteriously, causing Chongyun to look at him curiously.

This guy is mysterious.

What on earth is he doing?

Ten minutes later, Chongyun stood at the door with his arms folded, watching Xingqiu walk into the room and keep turning over and over.

As he turned over, he muttered, "Strange...where is it?..."

"I remember seeing the old man put it here before!"

"Why can't I find it anywhere?"

At this time, Chongyun suddenly coughed twice from behind.

However, Xingqiu was still immersed in searching and did not notice.

Chongyun took a deep breath, looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, and forced a smile.

Then he turned his head to the side decisively.

He really tried his best.

It was really impossible to save it, not even a little bit.

Xingqiu's voice continued, "Chongyun, don't you think it's strange that I can't find that thing?"

"What are you looking for?" A slightly vicissitudes of life voice sounded in the room.

Xingqiu answered without thinking: "Of course it's the box of good tea hidden by my grandfather."

After saying that, he suddenly reacted.

This voice didn't seem to be Chongyun.

The next second, Xingqiu heard a "whoosh" sound of rushing wind - his body instinctively reacted and made him roll to the side quickly.

Then he saw the squattingA colorful feather duster appeared at the position where he was standing.

Looking up in the direction of the feather duster, there stood a familiar figure.

"Dad... why are you here!"

"Hehe, you didn't even inform me, it's scary."

Xingqiu looked at the person in front of him, smiled awkwardly, stood up immediately, and straightened his back.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with anger, his mouth pursed tightly, looking at the son in front of him who gave him a headache.

He was so angry.

"How dare you say that? Look at what you turned over here. Are you going to tear down the house?"

"No, no, how dare I!"

Xingqiu touched his nose, glanced around guiltily, but didn't dare to look his father in the eye.

"I don't know what else you, a little brat, wouldn't dare to do."

"You're actually planning to take advantage of your dad."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, holding a feather duster and pointing at the cabinet that was turned upside down by Xingqiu, "I'll give you five minutes to clean this place up and restore it to its original state."

"Otherwise, I'll deduct your pocket money for another half a year."

Hearing this, Xingqiu hugged the middle-aged man's arm, holding the feather duster tightly, and cried falsely, "Dad... I was wrong... Don't be angry... I'll clean it up right away."

"Then why are you still holding me? What's the point of being so sticky? Do you still have any manliness!" The middle-aged man shook his arm, trying to pull down the son in front of him who looked like a dog-skin plaster.

As a result, he struggled for a long time but to no avail.

"I don't, I don't... You are my father, I don't need to pretend to be a man in front of him."

"What do you want?"

"I just want to ask you for some good tea, and can you be a little more tolerant... Five minutes is too short."

"You... You let go first."

"I don't... You must agree to let go first!"

"You... a rebellious son... You just know how to make me angry all day long."

"Nonsense, how can I say that? The day before yesterday, you were at Grandpa Sun's house next door and praised me for being sensible and filial..."

Xingqiu tightly grasped his father's hand and said with a proud look on his face.

Middle-aged man:......

Standing at the door, Chongyun looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help it. He covered his face with his hands to block his smile.

Xingqiu usually looks dignified and polite to outsiders, but in fact he is a naughty and adventurous person.

"Here, here, get out of here, it's so hot."

The middle-aged man looked down at his son who finally let go of his hand, and silently comforted himself: He is my biological son, he is my biological son, he is my biological son.

He took out a small box of tea from the locked drawer on the right side of the bookshelf and threw it to Xingqiu unhappily.

"Hehehe, I knew that my father is the best."

Xingqiu happily touched the box in his hand, and ran out with Chongyun.

He didn't care about the ugly look on his father's face.