To the eternal you

Chapter 210 Inheritance of Skills

"Morning~morning~morning~"

The traveler is humming a song of relaxation and tranquility.

Since Qibao confessed to the child named Qiqi tenderly, she felt like a child who went to the playground with her family to ride a roller coaster on holidays.

In the early morning, the plants picked and planted on both sides of Liyue Street looked particularly bright. Although there were not many passers-by, they also injected popularity into the morning market. Ying, Paimeng and Qizheng were going to find Ashanpo.

After transferring the cleaning bell to Mr. Zhongli yesterday, they made an appointment to come here the next day to pick up the previously customized kite.

Sure enough, stepping into the street at the junction of the upper and lower urban areas, the location is good, and there are vendors setting up stalls on both sides.

The Ashanpo toy stall is next to a green pine tree, and there are many traditional paper frame toys of Liyue. The owner, Ashanpo, is talking with Mr. Zhongli.

"Mr. Zhongli~!"

Pai Meng happily flew forward to greet him.

"Good morning, traveler, little Paimon, and Qi Bao, it seems that you had a good rest last night."

Mr. Zhongli turned around and nodded with a gentle smile.

"Mr. Zhongli is here so early, I thought you would drink tea and eat shrimp dumplings leisurely in some morning tea shop."

Ying put her hands behind her head casually, and said with interest.

"It's not good to say that...Mr. Zhongli is also very busy."

Qi excused Mr. Zhongli who was smiling helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, we are not only colleagues who are co-workers, but also friends after getting along these few days. The leisurely jokes between friends are not rude, but it is a proof of our mutual trust."

"Besides, in terms of general rationality, if I were to put it in the past, I would indeed be in the morning tea shop at this time, but today it is a little earlier."

Mr. Zhongli turned slightly sideways and said.

"Then, Ah Shan Po, the seven kites I ordered before have all been tied up, right?"

"It's all ready and can be taken away at any time."

The old woman smiled kindly.

"Speaking of which, it has been many years since there have been any customers buying kites like this one. In the early years, there were some people of all levels of education who bought them, but now they are very rare."

"After all, this Mr. Zhongli is a guest minister of the Past Life Hall, so he must be able to understand the rules of the game."

Paimeng, a little idiot, admires Mr. Zhongli, who is well-informed and knowledgeable.

"Not only that, daily necessities of clothing, pearls, jade, porcelain, tea and spices, flowers, insects and birds, even financial or political topics are completely easy to talk about, whether it is a topic of high society or ordinary trivial things. out."

"There's also Qibao. It seems that you are familiar with everything in Liyue Port. We often watch Mr. Zhongli communicate with Qibao unilaterally."

Ying also mentioned together, with a sour taste in her words.

"But in the end, the topic will always turn around the rock king, does Qibao also like the rock god?"

Qi pointed his hands a little shyly, as if he didn't know how to answer this question.

"Haha... Children of her age grow up listening to Dijun's stories. As everyone's most trusted god, who would not like Liyue's child?"

Ashanpo said with a smile.

"Children will always prefer mature and stable people, eager to grow up, so the love that Qibao harbors in his heart is more like wanting to be recognized by him."

When Mr. Zhongli said this, he looked at Qi with a sense of elder-like love.

"Isn't she the same for travelers?"

Ying pursed her lips, turned her face away pretending not to care, and said in a small voice, "That's different..."

"Hey, Ashanpo, why did the color of this kite go out of the border? Did Ashanpo draw it out by accident?"

Paimon, who was distracted, was picking out his favorite kite, and found that the pattern symbolizing the wind god was obviously more elegant.

"It's not accidental, but I drew it this way..." Ashanpo's face has a sense of nostalgia: "Making interesting toys is a profession that brings smiles to children. How can my mother-in-law sell defective things to customers?" .”

"Delicate things are always more appealing to children, but this delicacy also has its meaning behind it, and it is also the accumulation of this craft for more than a thousand years."

"Well... I always feel that Ah Shan Po said something very reasonable..."

Paimon asked holding the kite foolishly.

"Haha... the kite in your hand is dedicated to the "freedom" of the wind god, so I specially painted the pattern to symbolize the unfettered wind. "

"To worship the god of rock, we must draw according to the "contract", and to worship the god of grass, we need to use the "wisdom" grass leaf pattern, combined with silver and wood growth rings to integrate into the skeleton. "

"Dedicated to Thor, the whirling sense of Thunder Lane's lingering flowers needs to grasp the balance point, just like the "eternity" that Thor hopes to reach, and the "justice" balanced like water, and the fiery "war", which is enough to melt the glacier. "Lovingly". "

Ashanpo lightly touched the kite of the Rock God.

"People always put their thoughts in objects, generate value for them, and pass them on. I have made kites in Liyue for more than 40 years. The styles handed down by my ancestors have never been forgotten. Looking at them is like witnessing the past. Every time this happens, I will be sincerely proud of myself as the emperor's subjects."

She raised her head, and there was a certain brilliance of will in her gentle and kind eyes.

"Things like this will be passed on forever, flying high in the hands of the children. Then, when they look up at the sky, they can also feel that the emperor has never left, and is still blessing the future of Liyue Port in the sky .”

"Ashanpo's wish will definitely come true!"

The little girl cheered for it.

"Such craftsmanship, even Liyue is quite impressive. Presumably it will not be lost in the next ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years."

Mr. Zhongli nodded in praise.

"It seems like a good time to make a kite in the style of Paimon?"

The traveler grabbed Paimon with a smirk, playing tricks on him.

"Wow! Paimon can fly already, no need to make a kite!"

"Haha~ Thank you for your good words!"

Although Ah Shan Po is very old, she is still in good spirits.

"Then, the balance is..."

Mr. Zhongli put his hand into his trouser pocket, and then he was taken aback.

"No way..."

Even Paimon and Traveler, who were fighting, felt the suddenly solidified atmosphere around Mr. Zhongli.

"Should it be expected..."

Qi couldn't help showing a helpless smile, after all, when he paid for the Yebo Stone last time, all the Mora on Mr. Zhongli's body was just enough to cover half the price.

Now he is buying this and that again, and with his personality of always spending money without worrying about his wallet, it always makes people feel that he might run out of money at some point.

"The balance is here."

A young man's voice came from behind, it was Dadalia.

He has a gentle smile, and his hair looks like it has been scorched, and it is a little scorched.

Qi frowned slightly, her little face puffed up cutely, staring at her viciously like a young animal, and whining.

Ying subconsciously stood in front of her, while Paimon acted as a vocal organ.

"Dadalia, why are you here?!"

"Hey, don't be so fickle, I helped you solve the sudden embarrassment, please be gentle with me!"

After handing Mora to Mr. Zhongli, Dadalia patted him on the shoulder pretending to be intimate.

"Mr. Zhongli, this is Mo La that you left at the morning tea shop earlier, take it."

"Then, I don't know if you can show me your face, and let me take a step to talk? After all, there is something I have to tell you, about the lady."

PS: I guessed the Kite of Solstice Winter, not an official design. (...)