The Homeless Man of Teyvat

The first light of dawn appeared, and the white mist shrouded the sky.

On the official road leading to Liyue Port, a donkey cart carried two people, walking slowly.

"Brother Chen, why don't I drive the car? I'm more experienced."

"Huh? Brother Lanyou has noticed that I am a novice driver?"

"...Generally speaking, even a donkey cart shouldn't be like this, just a little faster than a person walking."

Ye Lan, who had been observing patiently for a day, sighed: "Also, ordinary people will not let the donkey stop first when driving around a corner."

"Hahaha, brother Lanyou has good eyesight and knowledge. He is indeed a big businessman in Liyue."

Chen Tianfeng praised without feeling embarrassed at all, and then defended: "It's just that Brother Lanyou doesn't know. This donkey cart is all my property. I'm waiting to get to Liyue Port to exchange them for some mola emergency supplies."

"Brother Chen's time spent on the road has already exceeded that of this donkey cart."

"Hey, brother Lanyou has given you the prize, now my time is worthless."

But my time is valuable!

Ye Lan regretted a little. If he had known it, he would have arranged for others to follow him: "Brother Chen, this old car and old donkey are really not worth a few molars... How about this, I bought these things and saved you the trouble of searching for them." How about the buyer’s skills?”

"How can this be so embarrassing..." Chen Tianfeng said shyly: "How many molas do brothers Lanyou plan to give?"

"Four thousand molas."

"Four thousand molas?"

"Well, including the cart and donkey, there are four thousand in total." Ye Lan nodded: "Brother Chen, don't worry about it. The extra money will be considered as my food expenses for these two days."

No, I don’t think it’s too much, but I think it’s too little...

Chen Tianfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and took a closer look at Ye Lan's sincere eyes, which did not seem to be fake, and then thought of the inheritance given to him by the brothers of the Silver Wings Treasure Thief Group.

Is it possible that Mora's purchasing power is actually very high, completely different from that in the game?

Well, this is more reasonable... I misunderstood the brothers of Silver Wing, they are not poor people... Chen Tianfeng touched the money bag at his waist, it was heavy.

It turns out that the assets in my wallet are higher than that of a donkey cart.

"Brother, that's so kind."

Chen Tianfeng grinned, patted her shoulder, and said boldly: "But how can I let my brother suffer? I remember that my brother is still running the business of issuing certificates... Well, I use this car and these odds and ends on it, What do you think about changing to a simulated Liyue household registration?"

Ye Lan twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, knowing that this guy had already decided in his heart that she was selling fake certificates, and her business was probably a bit gray, but this was good, as it allowed him to relax his vigilance a little.

She thought about it and said with a smile: "Happy cooperation!"

“Happy to work with!”

Chen Tianfeng quickly moved out of the way, and Ye Lan was not polite, sitting in the driver's seat and taking the whip.

"Snapped!"

"Yeah!"

The old donkey brayed and his pace accelerated significantly.

"Speaking of which, Brother Chen isn't worried about me breaking my promise and getting fat?" Ye Lan said casually while driving the car: "After all, we have not made a contract. When we arrive at Liyue Port, even if I go back on my word, there is nothing Brother Chen can do."

"What the hell! This is my trust in Brother Lanyou!"

Chen Tianfeng vowed, but what he actually thought was that if this person dared to let him go, he would squat outside the city and end the relationship between them when the matter was done - it happened that his time was worthless and he had nothing to do.

The incident with the Silver Wing Treasure Thief Group has successfully activated the gangster spirit in Chen Tianfeng's bones. I don't know how long it will take for it to subside, let alone whether it will subside.

"Don't worry, Lan will live up to his trust!"

Ye Lan also clasped her fists, looking very touched.

The two looked at each other, each smiling more sincerely than the other, but in their hearts they only regarded the other's words as bullshit.

"The journey is still long, and it's boring to just sit like this."

Chen Tianfeng changed to a more comfortable sitting position and suggested: "Brother Lan You, why don't we take turns telling stories, local customs, folklore, or his own personal experience, or things made up out of nowhere. Really? To tell you the truth, brother, I’m still a writer.”

"Writer?" Ye Lan raised her eyebrows. She had never seen a writer from any country look like this.

"Yes, a writer." Chen Tianfeng said cheerfully: "That's what those older unemployed young people like to call themselves the most [writer]."

"Huh? Hahaha...Brother Chen is so funny!"

Ye Lan subconsciously covered her lips and chuckled. Suddenly her movements froze. She noticed Chen Tianfeng's slightly strange eyes, coughed slightly, and put down her arms without changing her expression: "Brother Chen, please speak first, okay?"

Why does this person smile so effeminately... Chen Tianfeng blinked, glanced at her flat chest and raised Adam's apple, and decided to respect his personal preferences.

"I'll do it first, um, I have it." Chen Tianfeng thought for a while and said: "Early years ago, I lived in Mondstadt. Outside the tavern, I met a lame adventurer who claimed to be a great adventurer. He was drinking He was very drunk and kept saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I was curious for a moment and had some free time, so I listened next to him, and I didn't expect to hear something extraordinary."

"This adventurer calls himself Stanley, but his real name is Hans Archibald, and he is Stanley's partner. When the two were adventuring in the windless land [Sea of ​​Embers], Stanley wanted to save his life. Hans died because of this, Hans always felt guilty and hated that he was not the one who died at that time, so Hans assumed the identity of Stanley and did not want the world to forget the name of this great adventurer. "

Chen Tianfeng sighed: "As for his own name and identity, he no longer cares."

"It's a touching story. You probably didn't expose him in the end." Ye Lan was very sure.

"I have no reason to expose him. In fact, I didn't do anything. Because I couldn't do anything, not even comfort him." Chen Tianfeng didn't know what he thought of, and sighed: "Perhaps only God can save this confused adventurer. "

"maybe."

Yelan wrote down the names of Stanley and Hans Archibald, and planned to have someone check it out in Mondstadt when they have time: "It's my turn. Brother Chen also knows that Liyue is a country that walks with the gods. What I want to talk about is the private visit of Emperor Yan in private a hundred years ago. The rumors..."

Time passes quickly in the story.

Two days later,

The dusty donkey cart finally arrived at Liyue Port. Under the command of Ye Lan, the old donkey pulling the cart was noticeably thinner and panting feebly, looking like he might strike with death at any time.

Chen Tianfeng looked at this prosperous and majestic metropolis with eyes filled with wonder. Liyue Port does not have a majestic city wall, but it does not conceal its majestic style. The familiar and unfamiliar "ancient style" buildings made Chen Tianfeng feel a little dazed.

Walking in Liyue Port, you can see the prosperity of the times.

The bustling crowds and busy traffic, as well as the antique charm, have a style that is completely different from the prosperous capitals of ancient times - at least in ancient capitals, there would be no people taking photo cameras to take selfies.

The streets of Liyue Port are wide, and the old donkey pulling the cart finally resumes its original slow pace.

Chen Tianfeng looked at the dilapidated donkey cart, then looked at the coarse cloth on his body, scratched his hair, and had the illusion that a country bumpkin had entered the city.

I'll have to change into better clothes later.

Chen Tianfeng muttered to himself and found that the donkey cart had stopped. The elegant building with carved beams and painted beams beside him looked very familiar, and there were two large stone lions placed in front of the door.

"Here we are."

Ye Lan threw the whip into the cart, not caring at all about her country bumpkin appearance. Anyway, her identity, appearance and name were all fake.

"Are we here?" Chen Tianfeng was stunned for a moment.

"General Affairs Department, if Brother Chen wants to apply for household registration, he must come here."

"General Affairs Department?"

Chen Tianfeng finally remembered what looked familiar. He hissed and looked at Ye Lan with a look of astonishment.

No, brother, are you serious?

Isn’t it a bit too arrogant to come to the General Affairs Department to apply for a fake certificate?

Liyue Qixing doesn’t care?

Or···

Chen Tianfeng reacted and his eyes twitched: "Brother Lan You, is it really easy to apply for household registration in Liyue?"

"It's easy for easy people." Ye Lan said some nonsense and said with a smile: "If Brother Chen regrets it, you can try it yourself first. I will take care of the donkey cart's mola."

"No, no, no, I told you, I can trust you, brother."

Chen Tianfeng didn't want to get into trouble and smiled naively: "Brother, can I do it alone? Why don't I come with my brother and help run some errands?"

"Brother Chen, you don't have to be polite. I have some connections in the General Affairs Department. It's not a big problem to apply for household registration." Ye Lan declined politely: "It's just that my 'connection' doesn't like meeting strangers, so please forgive me, Brother Chen."

"I understand, I understand. Brother, go early and come back early. I'll wait for you here."

Chen Tianfeng did not force it. After watching Ye Lan enter the General Affairs Department, he led the donkey cart to a place out of the way. He leaned against the cart with his knife in hand and watched people coming and going.

Pedestrians either looked at him curiously, or glanced at him casually, and some even looked at him without paying attention.

Chen Tianfeng watched it with great interest, touched a dry grass stem that he had hidden in his arms at some point, held it in his mouth and half-squinted his eyes.

This is Liyue Port. It is much bigger, more prosperous and more beautiful than in the game. It is worthy of being the only country in the Teyvat continent that can print money.

Not long after, Ye Lan came back carrying a document bag made of kraft paper. She handed the document bag to Chen Tianfeng and asked him to check if there was anything missing: "Brother Chen, what are your plans next?"

Chen Tianfeng opened the document bag and flipped through it, his face stiffened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

Damn you can’t read!

No, I don’t know Liyue’s character!

We all speak Mandarin, why not use simplified Chinese characters? So pretentious?

Chen Tianfeng secretly had a toothache, and pretended to rummage through it, nodded, and closed the document bag again, "First complete the tasks entrusted by friends, and then try to find a job in Liyue that can make a living."

"Then I wish Brother Chen success." Ye Lan cupped his hands and said, "If Brother Chen wants to discuss something, you can come to No. 27 Liushu Street, southeast of Liyue Port, and find a man named Qian San. Give your name. That’s fine, I’ll tell him in advance.”

"I took note of it. Brother Lanyou is interested."

Chen Tianfeng was carrying a package with a wooden box and a kraft paper bag stuffed inside, a long knife hanging on his waist, a clay jar in his arms, and watching Ye Lan lead the donkey cart away.

It wasn't until the donkey cart disappeared from sight that he muttered, "What a loss, what a loss."

The weather was just right at the moment. Chen Tianfeng held the jar in his arms. Instead of going to the clothing store to change into new clothes, he turned around and bought a map from a roadside vendor. He asked for directions and looked at the map while walking towards his destination [Place of Rebirth].

Don't worry about clothes or anything else, let's find a new home for Yuan Mu first.

Most people live in a small box during their lifetime. This is an extremely important matter and cannot be taken lightly.