I am a male god in Liyue

"Boss, today is Friday, will we still be open tomorrow?"

"Closed."

"Is it really a holiday?"

"Ah."

"But the business in our store is so good! The daily turnover is tens of thousands of molas!"

"Zhuzi, you can't make enough money. You have been busy these past two days, so you must be feeling very tired."

"It's a bit tiring, mainly because I've never had this kind of experience before."

"Then you should have a good rest in the next two days. Liyue is quite big. You can go wherever you want. If you don't have enough money, just tell me."

"Okay, thank you boss!"

Xia Zhi smiled and nodded. He had already made an appointment with Yan Fei tomorrow and planned to send the first volume of manuscripts he had written to Wanwen Collection.

But speaking of it, this world does have many similarities to the original world.

For example, a year has four seasons and twelve months, but there is no term for it.

For example, there are seven days in a week, divided into 24 hours, and these so-called seven days are divided according to the seven ruling gods. There are still statues of the seven gods in many places on the continent of Teyvat, which are called the statues of the seven gods.

Return to the store and start the busy morning business.

I went to Wanmintang for lunch at noon. When I came back, I saw a young man carrying a few bamboos at the door of the store. He was also carrying a cloth parcel in his other hand.

"Hello, is this Mr. Xia Zhi?"

"Yes."

"I am the adventurer who accepted your commission. These are the fresh bamboos and reeds I just collected this morning. Can you see if they meet the requirements?"

As he spoke, the young man put down the bamboo on his shoulder and opened the cloth package in his hand, revealing a bundle of reed poles.

"Zhuzi, come and take a look."

"Okay! Boss!"

Zhuzi checked it carefully and found that it was indeed as fresh as he said.

"Boss! No problem!"

"Ah."

Xia Zhi took out his mission voucher and handed it to the young man.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome, then I'll take my leave."

"please wait for a moment."

"Is there anything else you can do, Mr. Xia Zhi?"

"It's like this. What I actually need is not the whole bamboo, but the bamboo tubes one by one. I hope you can help me deal with these bamboos."

"This……"

"I will pay you separately, how about 500 molas?"

"It doesn't matter whether you have money or not. As an adventurer, you should solve people's problems! Do you have any requirements on the size of the bamboo tube?"

"Just make it about the same size as the cups in our store."

"I understand!"

The young man nodded and started picking up money with enthusiasm, or chopping bamboo.

After a few minutes, he chopped the bamboos he brought into bamboo tubes of the same size.

It can be seen that this young adventurer has good skills with his hands and is an expert with knives.

Xia Zhi happily paid him 500 molad, and together with Zhuzi, he took the bamboo tubes and reeds to the back of the store, washed them with clean water, and then used scissors to cut the reeds into appropriate lengths.

A simple set of cups and straws is complete.

Xia Zhi made a cup of rainbow juice, poured it into a bamboo tube, inserted a reed into it, and handed it to Zhuzi: "Here, give it a try."

Zhuzi took the reed in his mouth and took two sips, his eyes brightening: "Boss, this is so convenient!"

"really?"

"Really! And the fragrance of bamboo doesn't affect the aroma of the juice at all, it's amazing!"

"Well, we'll let the guests waiting for a table try it this afternoon."

"it is good!"

At this time, Xiangling came to the store with her rice dumplings.

"Mr. Xia! Miss Zhuzi! We are here!"

"No! No!"

"Welcome! Isn't Master Mao here?"

"Dad is in the store, and an old friend comes to meet him for a drink. He wants to keep him company."

"That's it."

"No! No!"

"Cookba said it wants to drink juice! I want to drink it too!"

"No problem, I'll make it for you right away."

"What is this in Miss Zhuzi's hand? Bamboo tube...and reed...?"

"This is a new special service in our store. The juice is packed in bamboo tubes for customers to take away and drink."

"That's it! What a great idea! Mr. Xia, I also want to try drinking juice like this!"

"Okay."

"No! No!"

"I want rice cakes too!"

"Row."

Xia Zhi prepared the juice and handed over the two bamboo tubes.

Xiangling curiously bit the reed straw and took a sip. It felt very interesting.

As for the crispy rice, it sucked up all the juice in one bite.

The progress bar above the head also increased by [1%].

"Well!"

Xia Zhi added three more cups to it and said, "When you go back later, bring a cup back to Master Mao."

Xiangling nodded and smiled: "Yes! Dad will be very happy! By the way! Mr. Xia! I forgot to tell you something important!"

Xia Zhi was a little curious: "What's going on?"

"The theme of this year's Moon-Chasing Festival has been set by Qixing. It is food and mountains and rivers. I heard that Miss Ningguang personally designated it."

"The subject is interesting."

"In response to this theme, Seven Stars also specially held a cooking competition. Registration started today. I have just registered."

"That's great. Miss Xiangling's cooking skills are so good, she will definitely get a good ranking in the competition."

"Hey, it's hard to say. Liyue also has many great chefs, but I won't give in! And I have a huge advantage that none of them have!"

"Oh?"

"It's you, Mr. Xia! As long as you help me test the dishes, my new dishes will definitely beat them!"

"Has Miss Xiangling already got an idea?"

"Not yet. It feels like the theme of food and mountains and rivers is so big that anything can be put into it. If I want to break through my usual thinking, I need to ask a few more people and collect more different ideas."

"Brainstorming is indeed a good idea."

"It just so happens that the Hall of Purity is next door. I'll go find Hu Tao and ask about it later."

"Then Miss Xiangling, why not bring an extra glass of juice to Hall Master Hu."

"Mr. Xia is so gentle!"

Xiangling looked at him and couldn't help sighing.

Zhu Zi next to him nodded, with a very approving expression.

The boss is really gentle!

Chapter 67 Writing with eyes closed

"Daqiuqiu is sick, Erqiuqiu looks at it, Sanqiuqiu collects medicine, Siqiuqiu, boils..."

Hu Tao met Xiang Ling and came back from outside with a glass of juice. She walked into the library of the Hall of Purity, drank the juice through a straw, and continued to look for books.

A white shadow suddenly appeared from behind the wall, sat on the cabinet, and looked at her curiously: "What are you looking for? I heard that you started looking for the book when you came back at midnight last night. Haven't you found it yet? "

"The tome of zombies."

"Zombie?"

"Well, I met Qiqi again last night. I originally wanted to catch her and send her to her grave, but she didn't run away this time. She told me seriously that she wanted to live."

"Oh? Generally speaking, zombies need to obey the orders of the person who awakens them before they can move. Zombies like her that can have their own consciousness are rare."

"Yes, she was always in a daze before, but these two days have become different. It should be Mr. Xia's incense that helped her regain her long-lost sanity."

"That kind of incense does have a requiem effect, but the raw materials are precious and difficult to make. Mr. Xia probably doesn't have much in his hands. If she can't keep smoking the incense, her mind will slowly disappear."

"Qiqi wants to live so much, so naturally she can't be buried. So, I plan to investigate Qiqi's past. I want to know how she turned into a zombie."

"I see, it's just that I have read all the classics in the library of the Palace of Rebirth, but there is nothing you want."

"No……"

Hutao stopped moving, holding Juice in his arms, with a worried look on his face.

"But because I smoked that incense in the past two days, my memory has recovered a lot. I seem to have some impression of the name Qiqi."

"really?"

"Well, I did hear Grandma Ping mention the name Qiqi once, but I didn't ask carefully. How can you go to Grandma Ping? She should know."

"Ok."

Hu Tao nodded, but couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

"Speaking of which, Sister Akabane, you are the 11th generation leader of the Rebirth Hall, and you actually call her Grandma Ping. How old is Grandma Ping?"

"I don't know either. She was like this when I was still alive. She never seems to have changed over the years."

"Grandma Ping is an immortal, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

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Summer shop.

Zhuzi said apologetically: "Sorry, guest, the seats in the store are already full."

The customer looked at the scene in the store with a slightly annoyed look on his face: "It's true that we are late. It doesn't matter. We can wait for a table."

Zhuzi blinked and said: "Our store is launching a new special service today. Guests, you can try it. You don't need to wait for a table, you can enjoy delicious juice immediately."

"Oh? Is there such a good thing?"

"Yes, our store is trying out takeout. Because it is in the trial stage, the bamboo tube is given to you for free. You don't have to worry about sharing a table with strangers. You can take it home and enjoy it slowly, or taste it leisurely while shopping. , but the number of bamboo tubes is limited..."

"Bring me two drinks right now, please!"

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The store's new takeout service was very popular with customers, and soon, all the clean bamboo tubes prepared by Xia Zhi and Zhuzi were used up.