I am a male god in Liyue

The tailor shop was on another street, not far away, and the two people quickly arrived at the shop.

Zhuzi tried on the uniform and found that the size fit it very well, the workmanship was not perfunctory at all, and the style was the most popular in Feiyunpo at the moment.

Zhuzi was very satisfied with the uniform. She subconsciously looked at Xia Zhi, wanting to ask her boss's opinion. When her eyes met the black glasses on his face, she swallowed her words again.

Forgot that the boss can’t see...

Xia Zhi stood nearby, silently admiring Zhuzi's beautiful figure in a cheongsam-like uniform and black stockings from a God's perspective, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart.

She usually wears her own old clothes. Although they look pleasing to the eye, they are far from as stunning as she is now.

Comparing with the current level, even among the beautiful ladies that Xia Zhi criticized when he first visited Feiyun Slope, she is the leader among them.

Beautiful, hard-working, and considerate and gentle, Zhuzi is really a treasure girl.

It's a pity that there is no progress bar on me.

Otherwise, she would really be a true treasure girl.

I paid a hefty balance and walked out of the tailor shop.

Zhuzi glanced at Xia Zhi, who was expressionless, and said weakly: "Boss, you don't think it's too expensive for me to buy, right? I chose the most expensive materials according to your instructions..."

Xia Zhi looked at her strangely and said, "No, why is this expensive? It's just the price of dozens of glasses of juice."

Zhuzi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "It seems so."

Xia Zhi said casually: "But your uniform is too thin. You can still wear it in autumn, but it won't be able to wear it in a month or two when the temperature drops. You will have to order two thicker ones later." For winter uniforms, choose the best and don’t be afraid of the price.”

Zhuzi couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart, smiled and nodded: "Okay, boss."

As soon as he returned to the store, several workers brought the signboard customized by Xia Zhi to the door.

Acceptance and installation.

After a while, a "Summer Shop" sign appeared in front of the store.

It looks unremarkable, completely different from the flamboyant style of other businesses in Feiyunpo, but is somewhat similar to the unpretentious style of the Rebirth Hall next door.

Zhuzi stood outside and looked up at the name of his store, looking a little excited: "Boss, the signboard is ready, so are we going to open tomorrow?"

Xia Zhi nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhuzi asked again: "Then do we need to make any other preparations?"

Xia Zhi thought for a moment and said, "I want to pay homage to Lord Yan."

Chapter 49 The person who makes incense must be an immortal

In the folk legends of Liyue, Morax has many titles and priesthoods.

During the Demon God War, when he conquered countless enemies in all directions, He was the "God of War".

When he used divine power to formulate laws for Liyue Port, he was the "God of Contracts."

He cast the first "Mola" with his own hands, making Liyue Port based on commerce, and the merchants respected him as the "God of Commerce."

He has experienced a long time and is the oldest of the seven gods. Historians call him the "God of History".

Thousands of years ago, when the ancestors of Liyue Port were reclaiming wasteland, they often rubbed stones to make fires, and then used rocks to build stoves.These gifts from the "rock" also make the God of Rock the "God of Fire" in people's mouth.

Foreigners tend to call him Morax, while Liyue people prefer the common name "Yanwangye".

In the minds of opera lovers and children, among the many priests of Morax, the "God of War" who swept away thousands of demonic armies on the stage and founded and guarded Liyue is the most interesting.

The delicious snacks that "Lord Yan" discovered when he got lost, the plaques inscribed by "Lord Yan" himself, the famous opera in which "Lord Yan" once starred in a minor role... If you look closely at the many customs and customs of Liyue, you will find that they were all influenced at a certain period. through the direct care of the god himself.Liyue people are also very proud of this history of walking with God.

Therefore, even though he has personally experienced the turmoil of the "Immortal Invitation Ceremony", even though Qixing has issued an announcement saying that he has died due to the failure to overcome the tribulation, the Yiyan Temple is still full of incense, and the number of people who come to worship and offer incense is even greater than before. More.

It was Zhuzi's first time to come to Yiyan Palace to offer incense. She was holding a basket of melons and fruits in her hand and looking at the surrounding environment with great curiosity.

"Boss, there are so many people here."

"Ah."

"Much more than Inazuma's Narukami Taisha Shrine."

"Liyue is the capital of trade and has a larger population than Dao Wife. Prince Yan is the God of Wealth and is very popular. In addition, Dao Wife has a national lock-down order...it is incomparable."

"Oh yes."

Next to the temple is the stall of an incense merchant.

Yellow, red, blue...

Straight, spiral, pill-shaped...

Long, short, thick, thin...

Xia Zhi sniffed lightly and shook his head in an insignificant way.

The last time he came to Yiyan Palace, he bought incense from this stall.

Because he was short of money, he only bought the cheapest grass incense, which cost 1 mola per stick, and not the thickest and longest stick of incense, which cost 100 mola per stick.

At that time, he felt quite sorry for this and felt that this kind of behavior was a slight to Prince Yan.

But from the perspective of his current spice master, he felt that these two, no, not just these two incense, but all the incense sold here, were actually similar "shoddy goods".

It's a pity that Zhuzi is obviously not as keen as him. She stood in front of the incense stall and looked at the various incense. She felt that it was eye-opening: "Boss, these incense are so beautiful."

Xia Zhi was speechless: "... Zhuzi, I can't see you."

Zhuzi lowered his head in embarrassment: "Yeah..."

The stall owner picked up a bundle of fine incense that looked very expensive based on its appearance, and said with a smile: "Do you want to buy a bundle? This is Prince Yan's favorite incense! The most people buy it!"

Xia Zhi shook his head and said, "No, we brought our own incense."

"Then you can also buy another bundle and put it in the temple. The temple blessing association will help burn incense every day. One bundle can be used for more than half a month."

"How much does a bundle cost?"

"Only 300 moras."

"Farewell."

Xia Zhi left without looking back, and Zhuzi quickly followed with the basket.

After entering the palace, he first took out several tributes and placed them according to Liyue's rules. Then, Xia Zhi took out three sticks of homemade incense sticks and lit them.

A quiet and elegant soothing fragrance suddenly spread in the hall. It seemed so pure and unpretentious in the smoky atmosphere of all the coquettish things, which attracted the surrounding pilgrims to cast surprised glances at his hands.

Xia Zhi stood in front of the statue of Lord Yan, bowed three times seriously, put the incense in the stove, clasped his hands and recited silently.

"Prince Yan, the incense last time was not good. This time I brought the good incense I made to fulfill my wish. I also have some tributes. Please enjoy."

"I first came to Liyue and opened a specialty beverage shop in Feiyunpo. It will open tomorrow. I hope you will bless my business to prosper and everything goes well."

"One more thing I've learned is that in recent nights, a ghost has often visited my store. Although it's not malicious, humans and ghosts should have boundaries. I hope you can take some time to take care of it."

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Eat at Huyan, in an open-air teahouse.

The storyteller named Tian Tiezui sat on the stage and told the legendary story of Prince Yan carving the stone and adding the finishing touch in a mellow tone.

"...As mentioned in the last chapter, Lord Yan was walking alone in the mountains and heard an unheard distant sound in a crack in the ground..."

The tables under the stage were also filled with people listening to books and drinking tea. The relaxed atmosphere was a bit livelier than that of Heyu Tea House.

Sitting at one of the tables in the corner was a man with a tall figure, extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance.

It was Zhongli, the guest of the Palace of Purity who Xia Zhi had met once before.

He was holding a cup of tea in his hand, listening to the story told by the storyteller, with a calm expression, but also a trace of nostalgia.

He took a sip of tea and was about to put the cup in his hand back on the table. He suddenly seemed to sense something, his face was slightly strange, and he looked up in the direction of Yiyan Palace on Yujing Platform.

"Oh?"

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After Xia Zhi finished praying, he packed up the tributes to make room for the pilgrims who came from behind.

At this time, several pilgrims approached him and couldn't wait to ask him where he bought the three incense sticks he had just burned.

Xia Zhi replied seriously: "A few days ago, before I arrived in Liyue, I stayed in an unknown small temple on the mountain. I bought this incense from Xiaomiao Miaozhu. He was only willing to sell me three sticks for one mole. Pull one and make me promise to burn it only to Prince Yan."

"Why is this?"

Xia Zhi shook his head: "I don't know, I also asked him, but he just shook his head gently at me, looking very calm and calm."

"Just smelling this fragrance makes people feel very peaceful. The six roots are pure and no distracting thoughts arise. It must be a treasure. How can it be sold at a low price for just one mola?"

"Obvious! Fairy treasures are always given to those who are destined to be destined! How can you use money to measure value!"

"In my opinion, that little Miao Miao Miao Zhu must be a certain immortal living in seclusion in the mountains!"

"Is it possible that he and Prince Yan are old acquaintances, so he sent people to send incense from thousands of miles away?"

"It must be so!"

"Since the immortal offered incense, doesn't it mean that Prince Yan did not die?"

"This...maybe I want someone to pay tribute on my behalf. After all, immortals don't like to get involved in the secular world..."

"Oh, that makes sense..."

When these pilgrims were caught in an unnecessary argument, Xia Zhi had already left Yiyan Hall with Zhuzi.

When passing by an incense stall, I saw the stall owner selling his incense to other people.

Xia Zhi shook his head, took out a sunset fruit from the tribute in the basket, and took a bite.

It's sweet and crunchy. Although it doesn't have the divine spirit of the Lord in the temple, it's still delicious.

"Zhuzi, do you want to eat?"

"what?"

Zhuzi took the fruit blankly, looking a little strange.

"what happened to you?"

"Boss, have you really met an immortal?"

"No, I said it casually."

"Then, that fragrance?"

"I do it by myself."

"what?"

Chapter 50 The story of a civet cat repaying kindness

In the evening, we had dinner at Wanmin Hall as usual, but we went there earlier.

Xia Zhi first tasted Xiangling's new dishes and gave some suitable suggestions from his own perspective. After finishing the meal, he came to the door of the kitchen: "Miss Xiangling, our specialty beverage shop will open tomorrow. If there is If you are free, you, Master Mao, and Guoba are welcome to come and play in our store."

"Okay, we will definitely come." Xiang Ling smiled and nodded. "For someone as talented as Mr. Xia, the drinks prepared by his own hands will definitely be delicious. I'm looking forward to it."

Xia Zhi also smiled and said, "I won't let you down."

Zhuzi nodded vigorously beside him and said with confidence: "Really! The drinks in our store are very delicious! I won't lie to you!"

Master Mao heard this, and a flash of all thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Mr. Xia prepared it himself?

Isn't that a drink made by immortals?

Could it be the legendary nectar?

Be sure to try it tomorrow!

Guo Ba, who was simmering the fire behind the stove, raised his head with an expectant look on his face.

After leaving Wanmin Hall, Xia Zhi and Zhu Zi came to the port area and asked several shops before finding Liu Ji Fish Shop.

Brother Liu had just closed the stall and was rinsing various utensils. He heard someone calling him at the door and quickly answered. When he walked out and saw him, a smile appeared on his face: "It's Brother Xia! Who is this?"

Xia Zhi smiled and said, "This is my friend, his name is Zhu Zi."