Genshin Impact: Quietly Investing for Six Thousand Years

After leaving the milk tea shop, Chen Mo walked aimlessly on the street.

I was too outspoken a few days ago and accidentally revealed Aying's dark history, which has resulted in me being unable to return home.

At the Wangsheng Hall, Liu Yun and A Ping were blocking the door, while Lei Dianzhen from Yujingtai was personally guarding the door with a knife in hand.

Ganyu has to work, so we can't disturb her all the time. Yingda and Fanan need to guard their respective areas, so we can't go there either.

Now, maybe Xiao Ningguang is also angry...

Chen Mo raised his head and looked at the sky. It was clear and had white clouds floating in the sky.

Today…I was kicked out of the house by my pregnant wife.

Well…there are several wives who are not pregnant.

"Go buy some candied haws, maybe that will soothe him."

Chen Mo comforted himself in his heart that if it really didn't work, he could just make more desserts for Aying for a few days.

Fortunately, Chiyo’s dark history was not mentioned, otherwise, there might really be no going back.

Hu Niu was going crazy and Chen Mo wasn't sure if he could stop her.

Walking in the bustling Liyue Harbor, I feel particularly relaxed.

I accidentally met the eyes of an old man who was wandering around in the world, and we smiled and nodded to each other and greeted each other.

This old man is really free and easy!

All day long, he either drank tea secretly or leisurely listened to stories told by the storyteller.

In the end, no one cared about him and let him live his life carefreely.

Chen Mo walked over slowly and sat down next to him.

Zhongli said softly, "My old friend, it's rare for you to be so relaxed after returning to Liyue this time."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "No matter how idle you are, you are not as idle as Prince Yan!"

After that, he picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then recited leisurely: "Steal a half day of leisure in this busy life."

Zhongli tilted his head slightly, glanced at him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked: "This half sentence of poetry is quite meaningful. I wonder where it was plagiarized from?"

Chen Mo was unconvinced and retorted: "Why can't I do it myself?"

Zhongli stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "This sentence is indeed quite in line with your current mood, but with your past style, it seems unlikely that you can come up with such a poem."

Chen Mo rolled his eyes and said, "We are about the same age. The older you get, the older you get. Finding a wife won't stop you from getting older."

Zhongli sighed and said, "It is normal to grow older after thousands of years of wear and tear. It is not uncommon for the elderly to come here occasionally and reminisce about the past."

Chen Mo's mouth twitched. The more I talk, the more addicted you become, right?

You are still taking advantage of your age.

"I still miss the young demon god named 'Azhu'."

Hearing Chen Mo's sigh, Zhongli said: "Everything is not static. Change may be a good thing."

The atmosphere became heavy, and a heavy sense of time gradually spread.

Chen Mo drank a few cups of tea and stood up to say goodbye.

"Let's go. I didn't bring Mora. Remember to pay."

Zhongli was slightly startled and nodded slightly.

Looking at Chen Mo's leaving back, his eyes changed slightly, becoming more dark and unpredictable, and a complicated rune slowly rotated in the deepest part of his pupils.

Then, he shook his head, picked up the teapot, frowned, looked up and shouted, "Boss, make another pot of tea."

……

On the other side, Chen Mo secretly sighed that he had made money again.

It’s different now that I have a wife. I’ve become demented. I never had the chance to eat tea for free before. I was thankful that no one was trying to eat tea for me.

Passing by a stall selling dolls.

Chen Mo caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure, dressed simply, with twin ponytails and striking purple cat ears...

Keqing?

When he saw the dolls sold by the vendor, he couldn't help but look strange: a two-headed clay doll of the Rock King.

Keqing took it in her hand and examined it carefully, her eyes becoming brighter.

The stall owner reminded quietly: "Little girl, you have been watching for almost five minutes."

Keqing was stunned for a moment, then looked around carefully.

After making sure that no one was paying attention to her, she purchased, paid, picked up the goods, and finally carefully put them into her backpack, all in one go.

Chen Mo couldn't help but chuckle. He was indeed a loyal follower of Morax. It was just buying a figurine. Was it necessary to be so careful?

After getting the clay figurine of Rock King, Keqing heaved a sigh of relief and felt very happy. It was worth it for her to run all the way from Yujing Terrace to Chihu Rock.

No one knows her, that's great.

When I looked up, I saw a smiling young man, and his smile froze immediately.

Chen Mo looked at Keqing's frozen little face and couldn't help wondering, he seemed to be no worse than Lao Deng?

It's a clay doll of Lao Deng, and you are so happy about it. Isn't the difference between before and after too big?

Keqing’s mind was filled with thoughts: It’s over, I’ve been recognized, will he tell anyone that I bought a clay figurine of the Emperor?

Chen Mo walked over and asked, "Boss, do you have a clay doll of the Immortal Lord of the Immortal World?"

When the stall owner heard this, he quickly said, "Yes, yes, please wait a moment."

Keqing tilted her head. Why would anyone buy that kind of clay doll?

The stall owner took out a few two-headed clay dolls with a bright smile.

"These are all clay figurines of the Immortal Lord of the Immortal World."

Chen Mo looked in the direction the stall owner pointed and his mind went blank. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Keqing leaned over to look. She had only bought the clay doll of Geo Lord and had never seen the clay doll of Liyue Lord.

After watching it, I couldn't help but be amazed. Men, women, and...

Hey, is this the Immortal King of Liyue?

How strange.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and asked, "Where did you get this stuff from?"

He knew that most of these stalls purchased goods, and very few of them carved the goods themselves.

The stall owner gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, "You have good eyesight. I bought this from a big store. It is said that this clay doll was designed by General Mi Nu himself. It absolutely restores the charm of the immortal monarch."

"Especially this one, this is the true body of the Immortal Lord of the Changshi Wanfa."

As he spoke, the stall owner picked up a female clay doll with a gorgeous face, half covered and half exposed, revealing long legs. If the proportions were right, it would definitely make one's blood boil.

Keqing quickly covered her eyes. This scene was too exciting for her.

The stall owner gently touched the clay figurine and sighed, "Unfortunately, these things have not been sold in bulk since more than half a year ago. Most of the ones circulating in the market today are stocks from previous years..."

Chen Mo raised his head and let out a long breath. The murderous intent in his chest reached its peak at this moment.

It turns out that he not only has crazy fans, but also haters.

Wasn’t it about half a year ago that he returned?

It's hidden really well! Mi was furious.

Chen Mo felt around and didn't find a single Mora on his body, so his expression changed.

Oh no, I should have known that Guan Ningguang would point at Mora.

When the stall owner saw that Chen Mo couldn't take out the Mora for a long time, he frowned and quietly hid the clay doll behind him.

"Guest, why don't you take Mora and come back. Don't worry, I promise to keep it for you. I won't sell it to anyone else."

Listening to the stall owner's assurance, Chen Mo sighed.

It is definitely not a good idea to send it to the Hall of the Dead. Those women will make it a deity when they see it, and whip the corpse every day.

"Okay then, you keep it for me first, and I'll come back to buy it later."

After saying that, Chen Mo left this sad place.

Keqing hesitated for a moment and walked in the direction Chen Mo left.

After the two left, the stall owner wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, a man came over and asked in a low voice: "Is the clay figurine of Immortal Lord Changshi Wanfa still there?"

When the stall owner heard this, his eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes. Which one would you like?"

The customer coughed lightly, winked, and said, "It's the one that the person just wanted to buy. It's the one that's going to be discontinued and out of print."

The stall owner laughed and said, "Stop production? Hehe, selling clay figurines of the Rock King is not as profitable as selling clay figurines of her..."

"Guest, do you want a man or a woman? Do you have any requirements for the clothes they wear?"

The customer was surprised and asked, "Can it be customized?"

The stall owner chuckled and said, "Of course, anyone who doesn't want clothes is fine."

When the guest heard this, his eyes sparkled, "Hey, then give me a set, and I'll go back and criticize you."

The stall owner tidied up the items and put together a set, revealing a smile that could only be interpreted but not described.

"Guest, go back and give us some criticism."

The guest happily paid the Mora and left quietly with a large bag of clay dolls.

The stall owner weighed the Mora in his hand and raised the corner of his mouth.

Close the stall and move to another place.

If people in their line of work always sold their products in the same place, they would have been caught long ago.