An hour passed quickly, the weather was still clear, and there were no clouds when I looked up.

Qing couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyes, he was already sleepy, so he turned his head to look around.

Keqing and Eula's attention was still on the competition, and even the two of them were already sitting together, talking to each other about the situation on the field.

The document on Ningguang's side seemed to never be finished, and as soon as the work at hand was finished, the secretary on the side had already handed over the next document.

As for Hu Tao, she had already slipped down, claiming to be there to check whether her subordinates were carrying out her advertising business properly.

Looking at the busy people one by one, Qing couldn't help but sigh, got up and walked down the high platform slowly, ready to see Xingqiu and Chongyun, who had won the first victory.

The venue was crowded with people, and Qing didn't bother to squeeze in, so he walked around the back of the crowd and took a look at the atmosphere of watching the game by the way.

It's just that he hasn't gone far, Qing regrets it a little, the noisy conversation, the frantic support, and the shouting in the distance, the atmosphere highlights a chaos.

Qing even saw some fanatical fans of the contestants, banging gongs and drums on the sidelines and shouting and cheering, and then forcibly taken away by the Millelith Army who came over.

Kiyomi hurriedly shifted his route, turned around and walked towards the rest area at the back of the crowd.

It is already occupied by a myriad of Liyue merchants, all sorts of makeshift shops with sheds here, all of whom are clearly people who have sensed a business opportunity.

One of the sheds was already so full of water that it attracted half of the traffic in the area.

Qing leaned over with some curiosity, stood at the back of the crowd and looked ahead, and familiar faces came into view.

Xiangling is in charge of the spoon, the master Mao on the side is in charge of the side dishes, and the other figure is in charge of the hand.

Looking at Mona, who was busy handing the prepared meal to the guests and collecting the money by the way, Qing couldn't help but smile.

I have to say that there are still many benefits to working in Wanmintang, such as Wanmintang taking care of rice.

Looking at the three people who were too busy to take care of, Qing still gave up the plan to go up to catch up, and turned around and walked towards the sparsely populated tea shop on the side.

There are still more than a dozen wooden chairs in the tea shop, but there are no storytellers and few customers coming.

Qing sat on a chair very casually, looked at the boss who walked over slowly, and said with a chuckle: "If you come to a pot of tea, you will want the one that Zhongli often orders." ”

"You're Mr. Zhongli's colleague, Mr. Qing, right? I've seen you too. ”

When the boss heard this, he turned around with a smile and went to prepare the tea, and said as he prepared it: "This tea that Mr. Zhongli likes is bitter but precious, and it is the most expensive of the bitter teas. ”

"The most expensive?"

Qing Wenyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, waved his hand and continued to speak: "It's okay, it's on his account." ”

"Okay, no problem."

The boss smiled and nodded, continued to prepare the tea in front of him, and asked, "Mr. Qing, you just watched the game for a while?" ”

"I like things that are artistic, and fighting is not my style."

Qing stretched out his hand and touched the table that had been around for some years, then raised his head to look at the shed where only one of his guests was left at this time, and couldn't help asking, "This place is not suitable for a teahouse, right?" You might as well stay in Liyue, there will always be people who have little interest in martial arts tournaments to listen to the story. ”

"Why wouldn't I want that?"

The boss couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, shook his head and said helplessly: "Those storytellers said that they wanted to come to this martial arts conference to have a look, claiming to be inspired, without them, how would I open a teahouse?" In desperation, he followed. ”

Seeing that the boss brought the pot of tea with a sad face, he picked up a teapot with a smile and filled it with a teapot.

"Oh, what a coincidence."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, followed by a figure sitting next to Qing, looking at Qing who was pouring tea, and asked, "How is it?" Would you like to treat me to a bottle of tea? ”

"Last time you invited me to dinner, this time I invited you to tea, and the courtesy is still exchanged."

Qing also filled Tartaglia with his backhand, and then asked with a smile, "What?" You're also here for this martial arts tournament? ”

"I heard that the Wave Knight will participate, and there will be that Beidou Captain and a mysterious guest in the finals, how could I let go of such a good opportunity?"

Tartaglia blew the heat on the tea bottle, leaned on the back of the chair, and said with a chuckle: "I really look forward to that mysterious guest, I can let Captain Beidou introduce him so solemnly, I guess it will not be a simple character." ”

Hearing this, the person concerned couldn't help but touch his nose with some embarrassment, nodded in affirmation: "I think so too." ”

"Do you think it could be Zhongli?"

Tartaglia stretched out his hand and touched his chin, and said thoughtfully, "Or maybe it's the hidden masters of the Millelith and the Southern Cross fleet?" Oops, I can't wait. ”

Qing looked at the militant in front of him a little speechlessly, picked up the tea bottle in front of him, took a sip gently, and did not speak.

Seeing that Qing had already started drinking tea, Tartaglia also picked up his tea bottle, took a sip, and then exclaimed: "So this is the taste that doesn't cost money?" Thank you so much, it's the most delicious taste I've had since I came to Liyue. ”

"You shouldn't thank me."

Qing Wenyan couldn't help but smile, pointed to the teapot on the table, and said with a chuckle: "This is Zhongli's invitation, and it is recorded in his account." ”

Tartaglia's smile paused for a moment, then he raised his head and glanced at the boss next to him, Zhongli's expense ledger has always been paid by him, this wave belongs to Qing Treat, he paid for it.

Feeling the quietness of Tartaglia, Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and continued to drink tea with an idle look.

And looking at Qing's still chic appearance, Tartaglia couldn't help but shake his head, sighed helplessly, and said: "Forget it, no matter what, I still want to thank you for this bottle of tea." ”

Qing Wenyan smiled lightly, turned his head to Tartaglia and replied, "Childe is polite." ”

"That's it, I'll go first, let's go and watch the game."

Tartaglia drank the rest of the tea from the teapot in one gulp, turned and walked in the direction of the venue.

Watching Tartaglia turn away, Qing reluctantly put the tea bottle in his hand on the table, and his ears were finally able to calm down for a while.

Lowering his head and looking at the tea bottle carved with delicate patterns, Qing couldn't help but sigh, and now he has completely turned into a sword demon god, which has indeed made some silent changes in his mentality.