Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Hearing Chang Ming's words, Funina nodded slightly, and then turned her attention to the tea in front of her.

The stories told by the storyteller lingered in her ears, but to her...those stories were not important.

What she wanted to observe was the state of these people in the teahouse.

Understand their thoughts from their words and actions, and understand their lives from what they talk about.

Then use their lives as samples and create good material for writing stories.

This is what Funina is aiming for.

......

While Fu Nina was observing the surroundings and Chang Ming was drinking tea quietly, planning how to deal with Jia Ming's situation in the future...

Zhongli felt a completely different situation.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the pretty girl running around on the grass, a smile flashing across his eyes.

For people of his age, there is no better or more important living condition in the world than a stable life.

Of course, some accidental little things can make his life more interesting, so he is not opposed to them.

But some people and some things are not suitable to be contacted or resolved at this time.

"That immortal should have arrived at the entrance of the Hall of Rebirth. I'll see him when I go back in a few days..."

As Zhongli thought this, he took out the bright yellow crystal from his pocket.

“I hope you will live up to this investment.”

Zhongli thought so.

“Zhongli Zhongli! Shall we go fly a kite? The weather is really nice today!”

Hearing this, Zhongli smiled slightly, then nodded gently, and walked towards Yilongbu with his clever daughter like an old father.

Meeting Chang Ming is something I'll consider later, as for now...

There was actually only one thing he needed to consider - to make Walnut have fun.

......

After having a simple sip of tea at He Yu Tea House, Chang Ming and Funina went to Hutchison Hall to sign the order and specifically asked the tea merchant to come and meet them.

Chang Ming’s task is actually just this much. He will have to wait until Jiaming’s father comes to Liyue before he can make a more reasonable persuasion.

After all...Jiaming knows them.

Even if the plan was not discovered by Jiaming until then, his goal would have been achieved.

"Then it all depends on whether the two of them can get in touch with each other..."

Thinking of this, Chang Ming suddenly felt a headache.

Because many words coming out of the mouth of a Fontaine regent would be strange, and he had never watched a beast show properly...

In a sense, what he said was not very convincing at all.

“Ah… it only has the force when someone like Zhongli or Ningguang says this…”

Chang Ming shook his head slightly, but he didn't expect Zhongli to rush directly from Chenyu Valley to the Liyue wilderness, nor did he expect Ningguang to step in on this matter.

"Whatever. A dry truth is still a truth. If I add some more advanced ideas, I should be able to convince him..."

Just as Chang Ming was immersed in his own thoughts, he suddenly felt something cold and soft touching his forehead.

"Chang Ming...? What's wrong? Why are you frowning so deeply?"

As Funina spoke, she stretched out her little hand and gently rubbed Chang Ming's brow, as if she wanted to use this method to make Chang Ming relax.

Chang Ming was slightly stunned, then he chuckled and shook his head.

"Nothing, just...I'm a little worried that Jiaming might quarrel with his father."

"If there had been a quarrel at the first stage, the subsequent responsibility that would have fallen on us would have been much greater."

"After all, if we can't make Jiaming's father understand that there is something wrong with his thinking... then it will be a big problem."

"If we can't leave Jiaming's father on the night of the Lantern Festival, it means that even if Ganyu does everything properly... everything will be in vain."

"Many things can only be effective if they are witnessed by the parties themselves."

Hearing this, Funina nodded slightly, then followed Chang Ming out of Hutchison Hall and returned to the inn in Liyue Harbor.

......

As time passed, the day for implementing the agreed plan soon arrived.

Paimon looked at Ying beside him and said with a smile:

"The day for the plan to be implemented is today! Shall we go find Jiaming now? I hope everything goes well~"

Ying nodded slightly, then took Paimon to Liyue's dock.

On the eve of the Lantern Festival, there will be quite a lot of activities and games for people to play at the dock of Liyue Harbor.

But this is also the place where Qianyan Army and bodyguards like Jiaming often stay.

The former needs to maintain order, while the latter needs to send out and deliver the goods of vendors and docks in a timely manner.

Just as they thought, Jiaming stood there early in the morning, looking at the crowd laughing in the distance, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

"If Dad could understand me...would things be easier?"

Jiaming lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about this question.

However, before he could think about it any further, Paimon's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Jia Ming, you're playing games here so early in the morning!"

"Who's the winner this time? Are you going to treat everyone to morning tea again?"

Paimon crossed his arms and said with a smile, as if he was teasing each other between good friends.

Jiaming naturally recalled the scene of their first meeting, and then smiled and shook his head.

"Really? Paimon? You speak very badly of me..."

Before Jiaming could say "Since you said so, why don't we go for morning tea?"...the Hutchison employee came running over.

"Ah! What a coincidence, you are all here! I have an important commission to ask of you three."

Hearing this, Jiaming nodded quickly, and then asked:

"Okay, I have time. Where is the stuff?"

"It's a guest escort. We need to deliver a tea merchant from Qiaoying Village and his goods to Liyue Harbor. A big client wants to see him by name."

As he spoke, he handed the note with the address to Jiaming, and the moment Jiaming saw the note, he fell silent.

"This is... my home?"