Although this meal was different from what Anping expected at the beginning, it still achieved a good result in the end.

"By the way, Anping, I can help introduce people to Ningguang, don't mention it to others, and don't use my name to show off."

This was Zhongli's warning to An Ping before leaving.

An Ping, who had already forgotten about Mondstadt's borrowing of Zhongli's identity, nodded repeatedly.

"Although our cooperation was not successful, but it's okay to come to the Ancestral Hall to find Hu Tao and I play, I still like your poems, and when I change it, it will be a new advertising slogan in the Ancestral Hall!"

"If the hall master likes it, just use it."

Anyway, it was plagiarized, and Anping would not be cheeky to talk about any intellectual property rights.

"Alas, it seems that my dream of making a fortune can only be put on hold for the time being, and I will wait for the time that Mr. Zhongli said. There are still five days left before the Immortal Ceremony, do you have any plans for the next few days? ”

An Ping stretched his body, counted the days, and then looked at Ying and asked.

"You'll wander around Liyue and see what the Adventurers' Guild has to offer, how about you?"

Ying seems to be an idle character who likes to go on adventures everywhere.

Anping felt as if she was exploring something other than looking for her brother.

"In the past, I must have gone back to Qingce Village to accompany Grandma Ruoxin, but now that the Xian Dianyi is coming, I must help you think of a way to talk to the emperor when the time comes, and when the Xian Dianyi is over, do you want to go to Qingce Village with me to have a look? It has beautiful scenery and is a small mountain village that is suitable for vacation and leisure. ”

"Anping, did you grow up in Qingce Village?"

Ying suddenly asked a topic that didn't seem to have much to do with the content of their chat.

"Oh yes, what's wrong?"

Anping noticed that Ying's eyes looked at him a little strangely, and it seemed that he was looking at him a lot more often than usual tonight.

Could it be that there are rice grains sticking to your face?

Anping wiped Paimon's face with Paimon's leg on his shoulder, causing Paimon's hair to fall out of a few strands.

"Well, it's nothing, since it's Ling's hometown, then I'll go shopping with you then."

Ying withdrew her gaze towards An Ping, chatted side by side with him and walked back to the inn in the middle of the mountain.

Ying went out with Paimon early the next morning, and Anping still learned about it from the innkeeper.

The proprietress of Yingtuo left him a message, saying that he might spend the next two days in the mountains near Liyue, so he didn't have to worry.

Anping had no choice but to go out alone to see if Yanfei's studio had opened.

When he arrived, someone told him that Yanfei's reputation had reached a new level in the past two days, and it was estimated that he would have been running around in Liyue for the past half month, dealing with a bunch of newly acquired commercial dispute cases, and he had no time to come to the studio for the time being.

All right.

It seems that the matter of apology and commission fee can only be said after Yanfei is busy.

Originally, Anping also wanted to ask the half-immortal who could let the emperor give gifts to her parents' wedding, so that Yinghe and the emperor could ask her brother about his whereabouts.

It seems that asking Yanfei for help won't work.

Then why don't you find Zhongli? It's a big deal to treat him to another meal.

Anping felt that Zhongli seemed to be far more mysterious than he appeared, and he could do what he said about introducing people to Ningguang, no wonder Hu Tao was willing to raise such an idler.

If you want to find Zhongli...

An Ping first went to the Heyu Teahouse to take a look, and the business was still hot, but he didn't see Zhongli.

Then Anping came to the three bowls that Zhongli often attended, but he was not there.

This idler isn't in these two places today?!

Anping thought it was magical.

So Anping went to the Hall of the Dead, but the door of the Hall of the Dead was closed, and there was only a note on it.

"The hall master is out, and I have something to leave a message."

Anping knocked on the door, it was really no one.

Went out for team building?

Okay, then I'll talk about it tomorrow, so Anping thought of Uncle Tian again.

His daughter is the secretary of Yuehaiting, and she assists Qixing on weekdays, so she always has a certain channel.

After all, Uncle Tian also said that if you encounter something that you can't solve, go to him.

Anping came to the dock, and the old man who used to fish here on weekdays is also gone today.

What day is this? All the familiar figures everywhere on weekdays disappeared all at once, and even the porters on the dock were not familiar.

Recently, Anping, who has been lively around him, has a sense of loneliness abandoned by the world.

When a man is lonely, he becomes delirious.

A bold thought suddenly appeared in An Ping's head.

Why don't you go to Chunxiang Kiln to have a look?

No, no, Anping, you're too brute, how can this be worthy of Noelle?

Right! Think of Noelle all the time! Absolutely can't do anything to be sorry for Noelle!

Anping missed Noelle like this, and unconsciously shook to the vicinity of the Chunxiang kiln.

Just go in and take a look, you will definitely not do anything sorry for Noelle!

Anping felt the need to go inside and dispel his curiosity, to see what the hell this place was, and definitely not to do anything sorry for Noelle.

He's not a man who becomes bad when he gets rich!

"Come in and take a look~Guarantee that you will never forget~"

Hearing Ying'er's voice, An Ping silently thought in his heart that he couldn't be sorry for Noelle, and then walked over a little crampedly.

"Oh, rare guest, is it actually the little hero who just foiled the conspiracy of the Northern Bank yesterday? I would like to come to my Chunxiang kiln to have a look. ”

An Ping, who originally wanted to bypass Ying'er and go in directly, was stopped, and was recognized by Ying'er, and his face under his lowered head turned red all of a sudden.

"I don't even want to look at people at all, and I think you're coming to see me. That's right, compared to the ones inside, I'm just a vulgar fan. ”

Ying'er's voice of self-pity with her face made Anping even more embarrassed, and he always felt that the eyes of passers-by were on him.

"This, this, this... Is this really going to be..."

"Of course, it's the same as you think, the goods, the truth, the price, the truth~"

Ying'er bent down to Anping's ear and said in a seductive tone, and Anping felt a crisp itch spread from his ears all over his body.

"In broad daylight... Is it really okay? ”

Anping felt the urgent need to stop the itching.

"Don't you know? The upper floors of Liyue allow us to open such private kilns, so don't worry so much. ”

It's so dark! It's so dark! An Ping decided that he must go in to collect evidence today, and then wipe out all the upper-level forces behind this private kiln in one go!

It's so dark!

The flame of justice is already burning!

"Though imagine that the delicate part is like a willow, and the plump part is round and jade... It's beautiful, but it's full of fire..."

Anping felt like water vapor was about to squirt in his nose.

"After all, the high temperature is firing for twelve hours before the kiln is opened..."

Ying'er straightened up when she said this.

"High-temperature firing?"

The flame of peace and justice was suddenly extinguished.

"That's right~ Although the temperature is lower than that of the official kiln, the quality of the fired porcelain is no worse than that of the official goods. Generally, the sons who have come in will pick one and leave, and when they check out, their faces are flushed with excitement and they stammer, hehe..."

Ying'er covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Is this guest here to buy porcelain?"

“…”

As a result, Anping finally picked a porcelain and took it away, although he didn't blush and stammered when he checked out, he felt that his innocent young heart was broken.