This is the center of the Teyvat Rock Country, Liyue Harbor.

In contrast to the free land of Mondstadt next door, it is filled with noisy fireworks, and the rules of the contract set by the Rock Emperor affect everyone in Liyue.

As Teyvat's largest maritime trading center, Liyue Harbor has many mysteries and legends on the continent.

More than 3,000 years have passed since the Rock Emperor Morax founded Liyue, and now Liyue is no longer in the chaos of its past, and under the guidance of the Rock Emperor and under the protection of the Yaksha and the immortals, the city is on its way to prosperity.

In the afternoon, Zhongli, the incarnation of the Emperor of the Rocks, listened to the play in the Heyu Teahouse.

Boss Yun, the head of the Yunhan Club, sang well, and it was really a good place to listen to a play in his spare time.

After listening to the play, I took a look at the flower and bird market and picked a lively thrush. With his good reputation and knowledge, the owner of Bird City was interested in making friends, so he gave the thrush to Zhongli, saving the embarrassment that the Emperor of the Rock King could not afford to pay.

Zhongli walked on the street with a birdcage, listening to the shouts and shouts around him, and there were thrushes crying softly in the cage, feeling the fireworks in the world created by himself, so happy.

Unlike the Anemo God in Mondstadt, Barbatos, the Anemo God, is a sneaky fisherman, and he can't see anyone in the event of an accident. Then Zhongli, the incarnation of the Rock Emperor Morax, is a fair and honest stroll, enjoying with the people.

Mei said: We've made a private visit.

For thousands of years, he has had too many incarnations, maybe the old woman basking in the sun on the side of the road is the emperor, or maybe the boy who watches the wind on the pier is the emperor, and many more......

With so many incarnations, Zhongli's identity should be the one he is most satisfied with.

But if you think that Zhongli is happy to fish like this, then you are wrong, because you can't imagine Zhongli's happiness......

In fact, Mr. Zhongli's day is also very busy;

Should I get up early and go to Liuli Pavilion for dinner, or Xinyuexuan? Or is it Wanmintang? Just thinking about this kind of thing made the old man hesitate for a long time.

The "glazed vegetables" of the glazed pavilion specialize in mountain delicacies, on the contrary, the crescent moon pavilion created the moon cuisine and is good at seafood, of course, it is not necessary to eat such a good breakfast.

That can only choose Wanmintang.

The end result was that Zhongli didn't have enough Mora, so he had to go hungry for most of the time.

After breakfast, go to the wharf or the top of Tianheng Mountain to overlook this bustling port city, and feel a lot of emotion in my heart, and then, if you have money, you will go to eat, or rub the food of acquaintances, or you will be hungry......

Get used to it.

I can't spare the afternoon.

"Do you want to listen to a play, or do you want to go to the bird market?"

He ended up trying to do both.

Mr. Zhongli is always looking for ways to pass the time.

Don't think that these things are not busy at all, because everything has been repeated many times over the past thousand years, and he looks forward to the time when someone will appear to disrupt this thousand laws.

"Your job is done, now go and rest."

Passing by the docks, Zhongli heard this sentence by chance.

In the distance, a merchant said to his subordinates.

Zhongli fell into a long contemplation.

"Goo-yo!"

A crisp cry came from the thrush in the birdcage, waking Zhongli from his contemplation.

Zhongli came back to his senses and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw that the bird food and water dishes in the birdcage had been knocked over, and the bright feathers were a little embarrassed.

"Even if you don't have to worry about food and drink, you won't settle down......"

Zhongli opened the birdcage, and the thrush in the cage couldn't wait to get out, flapping its wings and flying away.

When the thrush flew over the drum tower, a net pocket suddenly waved out on the plank road, and a few children grabbed the thrush inside and ran away happily.

Zhongli witnessed this process and shook his head and chuckled.

"Out of shelter, but really ready for danger?"

"We need to think about it in the long term."

He put away the birdcage and walked up the steps with his hands in his hands.

"I heard that there is a new storyteller in "Three Bowls of Hong Kong", why don't you go and hear it?"

Thinking like this, he finally found a place to pass the time this afternoon, and walked slowly towards the "Three Bowls of No Hong Kong".

Unlike the Heyu Teahouse, which specializes in chivalrous love and revenge, the story here is more about the past, most of which come from stories in history books, so compared to the Heyu Teahouse, which is geared towards youth groups, most of the people who sit in the "Three Bowls of Hong Kong" are old guys.

Most of Liyue's young people go to the Heyu Teahouse, and in addition to storytelling, the famous opera troupe Yunhan Society also performs there, which also attracts a lot of people.

As usual, Zhongli still has to go there to listen to the play again in the evening, but I heard that there is a new storyteller from "Three Bowls of Hong Kong" who specializes in the emperor's book, and he came to join in the fun today.

When he came to "Three Bowls of Hong Kong", Zhongli felt slightly surprised, there were a lot of people.

He didn't rush to take a seat, he first listened to it from a distance.

On the stage, a middle-aged man in a coat was talking like a river.

The seats in the teahouse are all set up outside the street door, and the shouts of pedestrians and surrounding shops and vendors are endless. The storyteller shook the folding fan, his voice was deep, his voice was real, the words were in his ears, and there was no corruption at all, even if he stood at the back, he felt as clear as if he was in front of the stage, which showed the storyteller's skills.

"When it was too late, it was too fast, and the earth exploded in half with a bang! The people on top can't stand at all, and the leading miner looks down! Hey, what do you say? ”

The middle-aged man who told the story deliberately shook the folding fan, and a broken sentence hooked the hearts of the people below.

"What's wrong?"

"Eh, Tian Tiezui is also broken! If you dare to say that the next time I break down, I'll fly up with a teapot! ”

"Say it! What do you see? ”

The people in the audience shouted.

Zhongli nodded secretly, touched his chin and felt that the story sounded familiar, so he bypassed the people on the periphery, found an empty seat in front and sat down, asked for a pot of tea, and listened carefully.

"This person's storytelling skills are good, so you can sit down and listen quietly."

Tian Tiezui was very satisfied with the reaction from the audience, and when he saw a person with an extraordinary posture and lofty posture sitting down, his heart was even more happy, and the reaction of the audience was under control.

Syllable!

As soon as he put away the folding fan, he squinted his eyes, as if he was looking at the person in the book, and said with emotion: "The miner looked down, and his face turned pale with fright!"

I saw that under the dark crack, there was a pair of lantern-sized eyes, looking at the people above with red light! The coldness and hatred in those eyes seem to be able to directly take away people's souls! ”

The people in the audience were very cooperative and awe-inspired, and exclaimed: "Good girl! Lantern-sized eyes, what a monster they are! ”

"It can't be as big as a house! It's scary! ”

Zhongli closed his eyes and listened for a while, and felt more and more that the story told by this person was somewhat familiar, his hand was on his lap, and his fingers were lightly tapped, and after a while, he finally remembered what kind of story Tian Tiezui was telling.

While listening to the book, he only heard the sound of the bench moving next to him, Zhongli looked out and saw a little boy in his teens setting up a chair and sitting beside him, very restrained.

This is a rare visitor, when children are also interested in this old story.

The little boy was dressed neatly and cleanly, with a cloth bag on his body, and he didn't know what was packed, and the fabric of the clothes was still of the highest quality, but the clothing style was a little poor, very similar to those old men who listened to books, and sat on the chair with an old-fashioned look.

It can't be said that 100% of the people in Liyue City know Zhongli, at least 80% of them can remember their faces and name them.

Zhongli quickly recognized the child.

But he didn't say anything, he remembered the child, but the child didn't necessarily know him.

The child glanced at Zhongli very reservedly, and found that this person was not angry at his rash behavior of sharing the table and disturbing, so he relieved his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth, and a childish voice came out of his mouth: "Look at the tea!" My dad wants a bowl of wine-stuffed balls, and they want to be hot! ”

As he spoke, his eyes were still looking at Zhongli, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Zhongli didn't react and was stunned for a few tenths of a second.

has been single for thousands of years, and today he is called dad?

Seeing that Cha Xiaoer glanced at the table where Zhongli and the child were sitting from a distance, he responded: "Okay! ”

Xiao Er ran into the house and soon came out with a steaming bowl of steaming wine-stuffed balls.

Putting the bowl in front of Zhongli, the child took out Mora and counted a few counts and put them in Xiao Er's hand, and looked at the tea Xiao Er glanced at Zhongli in surprise, then nodded in thanks and left.

The child glanced at Zhongli again, and made sure that Zhongli had no dissatisfaction, so he decisively pulled the bowl in front of him, rubbed his hands, scooped up a ball with a spoon, brought it to his mouth and blew it, and then put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

Most of the wine-stuffed balls here are heated in advance, and they are warm to eat, not hot, and of course there are also chilled ones, depending on the personal choice.

The little boy ate a ball, and the faint smell of alcohol made his little face flush, and it looked like a red apple.

Only then did Zhongli understand that this kid was here to listen to books, obviously he was here to eat wine and stuffed dumplings, and he was using himself as a shield just now, and looking at him so skillfully paying for it, it must not be the first time.

Although there is not much alcohol, children are still not allowed to eat it, so he "helped" himself to order a ......

When the balls were served, he ate them himself.

was actually used as a shield by a child, this is really ......

Seeing the child's happy appearance in a mouthful of balls, Zhongli couldn't say anything about the scenery, such as you are too young to eat this thing or something.

"That's it, just wait for his parents to come and tell him." Zhongli thought about how to make a small report.

Lord Yan is also a little evil.

The child didn't know that he was actually remembered by Lord Yan, and he was listening to Tian Tiezui's book at this time.

On the stage, Tian Tiezui was still impassioned: "That monster! It is the legendary Dragon King of Ruoda! Its height covers the sky and the sun, and its body length is more than 100 feet, and it shakes the mountains and mountains when it moves, which is incomparable! ”

The people in the audience talked a lot, and many people who had read the history of Ruotuo muttered:

"I knew it was Ruoda! This guy is amazing! It's all over Liyue, and the crater beneath the Chasm is its home! ”

The person next to him was disdainful: "What's the use of being big and powerful, wasn't it slapped to death by Lord Yan?" ”

Tian Tiezui cleared his throat and wanted to continue, when suddenly a childish voice interrupted him.

"That's not right! You're not right! ”

The crisp voice echoed in the ears of every listener, instantly interrupting Tian Tiezui's rhythm.

Zhongli looked at the child who was slapping the table and shouting next to him with interest.