Genshin Impact: I will turn into a breeze and continue to blow over Mondstadt

At this moment, in the toy shop.

"Wow, there are so many styles of kites!" Paimeng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the dazzling array of stalls.

When the shop owner, Ashanpo, saw Zhongli, she immediately stood up and entertained him:

"You are here, my dear guest. The seven kites you ordered have been made."

"Wow, these patterns seem to have some special meaning." Seeing the kite, Paimeng couldn't help but associate them.

"Haha, this little guest has good taste. These seven kites are indeed extraordinary. They correspond to the seven gods of Teyvat." Ashanpo explained.

Zhongli smiled and nodded, then looked at Ashanpo who was standing beside him. Ashanpo smiled and explained:

"But there are still four kites that need some detailing and color filling to complete them."

"I see." Zhongli understood what Ashanpo meant. He turned to Ying, Fulin and Paimon and said:

"In that case, we might as well work together and finish these kites as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the three of them readily agreed and expressed their willingness to help Ashanpo. So, they each took the paintbrush from Ashanpo and began to paint the kite seriously.

Paimon chose a kite with a thunder emblem on it, while Ying chose a kite with a pattern similar to an ice and snow castle.

Zhongli and Fulin also chose the Mora pattern and windmill pattern respectively. Their choices seemed to imply their connection with Liyue and Mondstadt.

In this process, everyone used their creativity.

Ying and Fulin chose bright colors according to their preferences, making the kites more vivid and interesting.

Paimon used her imagination to decorate the kite with unique patterns.

Zhongli, on the other hand, displayed his superb painting skills, embellishing the kite with meticulous detail.

Ashanpo looked at the busy figures and smiled with satisfaction. She knew that these young people not only had enthusiasm and creativity, but also had a love and pursuit of life.

As time went by, four kites were gradually completed. They were colorful and in different shapes, like birds about to spread their wings and fly high.

After the four of them colored it, Zhongli looked at the kite and nodded with satisfaction.

"The freedom of the wind, the contract of the rock, the eternity of the thunder, the wisdom of the grass, the justice of the water, the indomitable spirit of the fire, and the ice..." Zhongli murmured.

"Well, it turns out that Miss Fulin is really skilled." Ashanpo took the kite from Fulin's hand and exclaimed.

"Because it's a free city-state, some places are painted with borders, which is indeed of extraordinary significance." Zhongli commented.

A Shanpo beside him also said slowly: "To be honest, this kite can be regarded as a collection-level item."

Hearing this, Paimon exclaimed, "Wow, is Fulin so powerful?!"

Hearing this, Fulin showed a barely perceptible smile.

"Haha, actually your paintings are all great."

"That's great. It's rare to see young people liking this..." Ashanpo said slowly.

Hearing this, Zhongli said, "Then Boss, we want these kites."

"As for the balance..." At this point, the scene suddenly fell into silence.

"Sure enough, what is supposed to come is finally coming..." Paimon sighed helplessly.

Just then, Tartaglia suddenly came to the door of the toy store.

He smiled and said, "I understand. Let me handle the balance."

Although he had to pay, Tartaglia's expression did not show the slightest sign of displeasure.

"It's the young master!" Paimon shouted in surprise.

"I don't remember ever making an appointment to meet here?" Ying asked doubtfully.

Hearing this, Tartaglia carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Haha, I just happened to pass by." Tartaglia replied with a smile.

"Well, as for the balance, I'll leave it to Mr. Tartaglia." Zhongli said lightly, as if all this was within his expectations.

"You said it so naturally?!" Paimon's eyes widened, feeling a little speechless. She couldn't understand why Zhongli asked Tartaglia to pay the balance so naturally.

"Haha, it's okay. Mr. Zhongli never looks at the price when he buys things... or asks people to pay the bill." Tartaglia smiled helplessly, as if he had become accustomed to Zhongli's behavior.

"In other words, a person who understands the value of money but lives in poverty."

"But, who makes us partners?" Then, Dadalia took out a check from the Northland Bank from his pocket and handed it to Ashanpo.

"I'm really impressed. How come this guy hasn't starved to death yet..." Paimon muttered to himself, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhongli's behavior.

"Mr. Tartaglia is still so fond of joking." Zhongli responded with a smile, his eyes flashing with wisdom and calmness, as if he had seen through everything, but chose to remain silent.

His attitude was unpredictable, and he didn't seem to take Paimon's words to heart.

“Then the next step is to hire people to set up the venue for the ceremony of sending off the immortals.” Zhongli said calmly.

"Let's go to the dock and have a look. There are usually many reliable helpers there." Zhongli suggested. His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

"Haha, then take this, Ying." As he said that, Tartaglia handed Ying a large bag of Mora, and the heavy bag made a crisp sound.

“But remember, don’t let Zhongli interfere in the bargaining~” he reminded kindly, with a sly glint in his eyes.

After Ying and the other four left, Tartaglia was still standing there, with his hands crossed over his chest, looking thoughtfully in the direction they left.

"Oh, it seems I missed some interesting news..." He muttered to himself, with a look of regret on his face.

His eyes were fixed on the four people walking away, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

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Cyber ​​kowtow