Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

The people of Liyue are very particular about this kind of grand banquet. From the seating etiquette to the order of the dishes, there must be no mistakes. Everything about the food, including how to place the chopsticks, are the most basic.

Generally speaking, this is much more serious than the traditional gathering of the Seven Gods from various countries.

Wendy was lucky enough to participate once, when he came to deliver dandelion wine. As soon as he entered Liyue, he casually saved a wealthy businessman.

Afterwards, the wealthy businessman invited Wendy to the banquet.

At that time, he had concealed his identity, and the visitors were all wealthy people from Liyue. His own purpose was just to drink, so he could sit at the bottom with peace of mind.

In the past, social terrorists like Wendy could mingle with people everywhere. He could get drunk and fall asleep on someone else's cargo ship, and then be captured by Tian Ling Feng Xing as a thief;

You can also suddenly show up to grab a meal when others are having dinner together during the Hai Lantern Festival.

Many of his actions illustrate that his freedom will not be restricted by circumstances.

However, that day at the banquet of the wealthy businessman, the God of Liberty experienced for the first time what it meant to be on pins and needles.

They talk more than they eat. When they talk, they cannot move their chopsticks and must listen carefully. Every action must be taken very seriously. When drinking, they must wait for everyone to raise their glasses together.

That day, Wendy was extremely uncomfortable.

Facing a similar banquet at this moment, the painful memories came flooding back.

Although as a neighboring god, he can naturally sit on the throne of honor, but in that serious atmosphere, what does it mean to Wendy whether he is respectful or not?

In Wendy's mind, if this was the Morax she once knew, he could be more natural. After all, he had the experience of being drunk and pouring wine on his head.

And now this...

Wendy looked at Zhongli's face, which had not changed at all and had a calm look, and four words came to her mind: Smiling.

Finally, he resignedly sat down at the table and ate with everyone.

At this time, as Zhongli said "Let's start the banquet", various Liyue dishes were served.

Smelling the fragrant smell, Wendy also forgot about the troubles caused by the complicated etiquette. After all, the smell of this dish was even better than that of the rich merchant.

At this moment, Zhongli Qian coughed, and everyone turned their heads to look at him.

"Liyue has always been a land of etiquette. Liyue's etiquette has never caused inconvenience to others. Therefore, since we are entertaining the Fengshen, we must also respect Mond's etiquette and not be too formal. Of course, we must not go too far."

Translated, it means that everyone should eat and drink, and there is no need to be restrained, but still remember to treat him as the god of wind.

Hearing this, Wendy's big emerald green eyes immediately lit up.

This is simply not great.

So, Wendy immediately turned her head and looked at Zhongli with a smile on her face: "Thank you, King Yan, for taking care of me. At first, I was worried that I would cause a lot of inconvenience to everyone because I was not familiar with Liyue's etiquette."

Hearing this, Liu Yun's hearty laughter rang out in the banquet hall: "Wind God, don't worry too much. You are the emperor's distinguished guest, and we immortals should entertain you well."

With the words of Emperor Yanwang and a fun-loving Fengshen, the atmosphere of the banquet immediately became lively.

Most of us are talented people, so at Wendy's suggestion, we also played the traditional game of Liyue banquet: drinking order.

Ziling, who was treated as a child and was labeled as not being able to drink, naturally had no choice but to drink tea instead of wine and sit aside and watch these immortals and gods drinking.

He looked at his cup of tea again, and looked forward to Wendy taking him to Mondstadt even more. Don't ask, the cider is really delicious.

Finally, the lively banquet ended, because Wendy herself said that she wanted to live in the same courtyard as Ziling, so Ziling went to clean up his room early.

The immortals still wanted to guard Liyue, so they dispersed first. At this moment, only Wendy and Zhongli were left in the banquet hall.

Zhongli opened the dandelion wine sent by Wendy and tasted it carefully.

Seeing this, Wendy held her head and looked at him expectantly.

The last time Zhongli brought him wine, he was full of dissatisfaction, thinking that his colleague would leave his country for such a ridiculous reason as sending him wine, which was simply dereliction of duty.

So much so that he didn't drink the bottle of wine in front of him at that time.

This time, Wendy wants to appreciate how this little rock, which is currently over 3,000 years old, will react when he drinks Mondstadt's famous dandelion wine. Will she be excited? Will you be happy? Do you feel the breath of wind?

However, he looked very calm, and then he smiled slightly: "It is indeed a good wine."

That's right, being excited, happy, and sighing at the breath of the wind have nothing to do with Morax. His joy is often only a slight smile.

"Very good. Are you interested in buying more, Emperor Yanwang? I heard that you are planning to mint a coin called Mora as a concrete expression of value in the circulation of goods. If you are interested, I can order them to prepare it. If you have enough wine, you can exchange it with molas when the time comes."

At that time, he only needs to hide this Mora until after the Demon God War, and see who dares to say that Fengshen has no money.

Hearing Wendy's words, the smile in Zhongli's eyes became even greater. He put down his wine glass and looked at the poet in front of him: "I do have this idea, but so far Zhong's ability is not able to create a large number of molas. The wind god Ruogan If you are interested, can you wait until the next day?"

"It's easy to talk about!" The future cash machines have promised, and Wendy naturally agreed immediately.

Anyway, if he wants to create Mora, he still needs the magical blessing of the Heart of God. It will be beneficial in the long run to settle the business now.

At this time, Wendy suddenly had a new idea. It would be good to go to the seven countries to discuss it and create a new trade route.

If this can be done, it may be possible to open up friendly relations between countries as soon as possible and avoid some disasters that may occur in the future.

However, some disasters may be avoided as long as he is strong enough and does not fall into a deep sleep.

Thinking of this, Wendy immediately remembered the real purpose of this trip.

"By the way, Emperor Rock King, I have a question. I killed a demon god in Mondstadt and defeated another one. I got two divine powers inexplicably, but I don't know how to use them. Can you teach me how to drive them?"

Wendy looked at Zhongli with her big eyes open, a sheepish smile on her face.

If this was an old man, Wendy would definitely not be embarrassed, but this was a young man, so Wendy was still a little awkward, and even a little worried that he would think she was weak and look down on her.

But obviously, he was overthinking it, and Zhongli also thought about this problem seriously: "Everything in the world has its own laws, and the laws of operation are different. The method I apply may not be applicable to Lord Fengshen, but you can temporarily go to Li If you stay here for a month, I would like to work with you to find a solution, and if necessary, I can also serve as a sparring partner."

So Wendy stood up and expressed her serious thanks to Zhongli.

After that, Wendy left first because Ziling was still waiting for him.

Looking at his lively figure, Zhongli also smiled lightly: "Being so polite is not like the free wind, but it is better than pouring wine on my head. It's just that such a young god can be like this." He loves wine, no wonder he later became an alcoholic poet.”