"Introducing you to Zhongli Keqing?"

Wang Daoyi showed a hint of a smile, this is a food delivery to the door.

According to the plot, Childe will indeed get acquainted with Zhongli, and then introduce the traveler to Zhongli, so that Zhongli has the opportunity to contact the traveler, but he didn't expect that the acquaintance between Childe and Zhongli will now be introduced by himself.

However, Wang Daoyi did not agree immediately, since everyone has sent it to the door, it is really inappropriate not to make a profit.

"Your Excellency is the Fatui Executive, and I'm just a small teahouse owner, do you need me to introduce you to Mr. Zhongli?"

Wang Daoyi appropriately showed an expression of refusal.

Childe didn't seem to see the expression on Wang Dao's face, but still kept smiling.

"Although I am the executive officer of the Fatui, I am only a foreigner in Liyue, and Mr. Zhongli is a guest of the Dead Hall, so I need an acquaintance like you to introduce me!"

"Oh~"

Wang Dao replied for a long time, stopped talking, and looked at Tartaglia like this, rubbing his right thumb and index finger slightly.

Tartaglia was slightly stunned, he had already thought about giving Wang Daoyi a favor when he came, but in his mind, this was a powerful Vision owner.

It should be that he asked again and again, and then the other party tested himself, and after the two fought each other, he proved to the other party that he was also a strong man, and finally gave a gift, successfully hooked up the line, and introduced Mr. Zhongli.

Now he just said a few words, and the other party rubbed his fingers, and Tartaglia naturally knew what this meant.

The stunned look only appeared for a moment, and then turned into a more enthusiastic smile.

The Fatui are never afraid of each other's greed, but of each other's softness and hardness.

"As long as His Excellency Wang Daoyi is willing to introduce me to Mr. Zhongli, I am willing to give 100,000 Mora, and if Mr. Zhongli is willing to make friends with me, there will be a generous gift!"

Tartaglia, who talks about money, is much more direct, no longer saying kind words, and directly making an offer.

"The Fatui are really rich, and they can deal with more in the future!"

As soon as Wang Dao heard Childe's offer, he secretly thought in his heart that Elemental Creation was too expensive, and he couldn't make up enough money for a few Elemental Creation by himself to take on the entrusted task, and the tea room was basically to earn a living expenses, and now that the Fatui were sent to the door, they had to have a good exchange.

"Your Excellency Tartaglia is polite, I like to communicate with generous people with Zhongli Keqing the most, so let's take you to see Zhongli Keqing when I am free, he is a very talkative person!"

Wang Daoyi's face was full of smiles, as if a mouse had entered the rice warehouse and the old rice had entered the oil field.

"Then I wonder when Your Excellency will be free?"

Tartaglia asked.

Wang Dao smiled and said nothing.

When are you free? You'll be free when your money arrives, or what?

Looking at Wang Daoyi's harmless smile, Tartaglia felt that this person was so badly beaten, can't he just say it if he asks for money?

Reaching out and taking out a bill from his waist, he wrote a few numbers on it, then took out a seal and stamped it.

"This is a money ticket of 50,000 Mora, it should be regarded as a deposit, I don't know when Your Excellency will be free!"

I don't know why, Wang Daoyi seems to have heard a smell of battle, if he lingers any longer, this executive officer may really want to launch a duel invitation.

With his right hand on the counter, the money ticket disappeared, and Wang Daoyi walked out from behind the counter.

"Look at what you said, I'm free anytime, if you're okay now, I'll take you to the Hall of Death!"

If you give money, you are the customer, and it makes sense to send the customer to the Afterlife.

Tartaglia didn't know what Wang Daoyi was thinking, but he just felt that this person at least took money to do things, which was not bad.

Wang Daoyi, who collected money to do things, was very efficient, and directly took Tartaglia to the Hall of the Dead.

"Originally the place where the Demon God War was responsible for dealing with the plague disease in Liyue, the Hall of the Dead has evolved over thousands of years of history, and there are three things you can't do in the Hall of the Dead!"

On the way, Wang Daoyi introduced Tartaglia to the afterlife hall.

"What are the three pieces?" Tartaglia was excited, and he was intrigued by this power that had been in Liyue for thousands of years.

"First, don't bully the kitten at the door, that's everyone's pet."

"Second, don't play limerick poetry with Master Hu Tang, she's crazy."

"Third, don't try to trample on the line between life and death!"

Hearing three things that can't be done, Tartaglia showed a stunned expression, this is not the third thing, are the first two serious?

However, he didn't ask rhetorically, but wrote down these three things, whether they were true or not, anyway, write them down first, and go back and let the people below verify them.

"Okay, I've got it!"

is really a so-called listening to people's persuasion to eat well, and Tartaglia's serious and obedient appearance makes Wang Daoyi feel that this son is really easy to talk to.

While the two were talking, they had already come to the Hall of the Dead.

At the door was still the lady of ceremonies.

"Mr. Zhongli is there?"

"In the backyard, I haven't been out today."

"Okay, please help entertain this gentleman, I'll go and say hello to Mr. Zhongli first!"

Wang Daoyi motioned to Miss Etiquette to take Tartaglia to the living room to rest, and went to find Zhongli himself.

Tartaglia didn't ask much, but consciously walked to the living room under the guidance of Miss Ceremonial.

Seeing Dalia walk away, Wang Daoyi walked towards Zhongli's other courtyard.

As usual, walking through the courtyard, Zhongli was drinking tea.

"Looks like the Fatui have found you!"

The bell left his mouth, as if nothing could escape his eyes.

"Yes, Eleventh Seat of the Fatui, Childe Tartaglia has found me and asked me to introduce him to you!"

It wasn't surprising that Zhongli knew that Zhongli hadn't retired yet, and that as long as he wanted to know in Liyue Harbor, there was nothing to hide from him.

Obviously, as his patron, Wang Daoyi is in his sight.

"In that case, let's meet them, it's always useful when they come!"

Zhongli's voice was faint, but it revealed something.

Wang Dao nodded, this ancient demon god had already calculated everything, just waiting for the big drama to begin.

With Zhongli's consent, Wang Daoyi went out directly to beckon Tartaglia to come to this courtyard.

Walking into the courtyard, Tartaglia met the Zhongli guest for the first time in person.

Feeling the looming nobility of Zhongli's body, and the profound aura emanating from his gestures, Tartaglia felt that he should have found the right person.

After introducing the two to each other, Wang Daoyi didn't speak, but let the two talk by themselves.

As the exchange progressed, Tartaglia was surprised to find that the amount of knowledge of this Zhongli Keqing was really terrifying.

Even if he talked about some stories of the solstice, Zhongli could pick up the conversation, talking about some swords, guns, swords, halberds, and other ways to fight, Mr. Zhongli could also say some opinions, and even ask him for advice on the application of elemental power, and this Mr. Zhongli also said the same thing.

The more the two chatted, the more engaged they became, and gradually, the sun was twilight, and the sky began to darken.

Coming back from the conversation, he found that it was late evening, and Tartaglia gave a rare embarrassed expression.

"It's really a pleasure to communicate with Mr. Zhongli, I didn't pay attention to the time, so let's do it, I'll set up a banquet in the Liuli Pavilion, it's good to entertain the two of you!"

Of course, for this kind of person, Wang Daoyi and Zhongli will generally not refuse.