Chapter 257: A Joke about Liyue
Zhongli, a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall, is handsome and knowledgeable about astronomy and geography. He is a well-known "professional" in all circles of Liyue.

Some people came to ask him about etiquette, some came to discuss knowledge with him, but not many people asked him for Mora.

Mora is the only legal currency on this continent and this planet. Its golden appearance not only conforms to people's imagination of the symbol of wealth, but its inherent properties also make it a universal material for strengthening weapons, communicating and trading, alchemy, and astronomy.

Having trouble with synthesis? Add some Mora. Having trouble with life? Spend some Mora!
It is often said that Mora is the flesh and blood of the rock god Morax.

And when the guest official turned around, he felt that this person was extraordinary.

No matter how carefully a normal person walks, there will be some footsteps. Even people who practice martial arts cannot avoid making slight noises.

But at this moment, Zhongli did not hear any footsteps or breath of the person behind him, it was like a ghost.

"This friend looks unfamiliar. Where did he come from?"

Zhongli has a good memory, and he remembers a little bit about everyone who passed by him on the dock.

What's more, the person in front of him had eyes like stars, white hair like snow, and an aura as heavy as a taut bowstring, as if he could turn into an arrow that would shoot through the sky at any time. If he had ever seen such a talent, he would never forget it.

"That's right. I came here after traveling from another country, and the scenery moved me. I wanted to have a cup of tea, but I was short of money. Seeing your extraordinary appearance, I thought you must be rich or noble, so I came here to ask for it. I will reward you handsomely one day."

Yao Luo gave in and came to this country of etiquette. The tone of his speech became more elegant, but overall he was still enjoying it.

"Forehead………"

Zhongli was silent for a moment, rubbing his hand on the cup. In the final analysis, it was because...

He didn't have Mora with him.

This was not because he was a poor man. On the contrary, as a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall, he received a generous salary every month.

But he has a bad habit of keeping accounts.

Keeping accounts is not a bad habit. On the contrary, many veteran merchants and vendors like to settle accounts at the end of the year. This is not only convenient, but Zhongli also has an excellent reputation and never defaults on bills. A few words of advice from him can benefit them a lot. Sometimes they are even too embarrassed to ask Zhongli for debts.

Zhongli also likes to go out shopping. In the huge Liyue Harbor, many treasures buried deep inside can always be identified by his keen eyes. Even if he spends a huge amount of money that puzzles the person concerned, the purchased items will often appreciate in value after a period of time due to various coincidences. He can be called the most outstanding "treasure hunter" in Liyue Harbor.

However, all these reasons cannot cover up the current situation.

He really didn't bring Mora!
"Oh my, it's just a cup of hot tea, just count it on me, but we can't let outsiders see Liyue's joke!"

The storyteller Tian Tiezui, who had been listening to the whole process, waved the folding fan in his hand as soon as he finished his opening remarks and generously rescued Zhongli from the predicament.

"Thank you, Brother Tian."

Zhongli treated him politely. As an old partner in storytelling and listening to stories, his show wouldn't be as popular without Zhongli's support, so he could still afford to help with this little favor.

In this way, Yao Luo was able to listen to the authentic "Liyue Pingshu" at the entrance of the most prosperous street in Liyue.

The content of the commentary tells the story of Emperor Geo, one of the seven kingdoms in this world, who swept across the four directions, moved thousands of mountains, and moved tens of thousands of rivers during the war between demons and gods, and worked together with the immortals to defeat the demons and build Liyue Harbor.

Although the story is an old one, coupled with Tian Tiezui's passionate and vivid description, it was as if a long-forgotten picture was unfolding in front of everyone, earning applause from the whole audience.

"Good! After listening to so many storytellings, Tian Tiezui's storytelling is still the most interesting!" "I wish to cleanse the four directions and protect a corner of the world. Hey, no matter how many times I hear this sentence, I feel a tremor all over my body, as if the emperor is right next to us."

"(Is it possible that he is really right next to you? LOL.)"

Yao Luo listened carefully to the conversations of others. Some things could be analyzed even without searching other people's memories.

For example, a term that you can occasionally hear passers-by discussing is "the ceremony of inviting the immortals."

“(I see, the story has just reached the Liyue part.)”

Yao Luo understood in his heart that "inviting the immortals" had not yet become "sending the immortals", which meant that the big drama in Liyue had not yet begun.

"I haven't asked your name yet. I will repay you for your kindness in inviting me to tea someday."

The storytelling ended and the people around gradually dwindled. Zhongli and Yaoluo, the last two to stay, talked to each other and exchanged their names.

The two talked about everything from politics to people's livelihood, from economy to military, from military to astronomy, and even the universe.

Zhongli was surprised to find that although the boy in front of him was young, he was elegantly spoken, natural in manners, and his knowledge was as broad as his own.

The most valuable thing is his vision that is almost beyond the earth, which has brought Zhongli inspiration in various senses.

Yao Luo's knowledge comes from the think tank on the train. The search encyclopedia on it is all-encompassing. Even if he doesn't understand it, Yao Luo can record it all with his super memory.

"Then what do you think Liyue is lacking now, Brother Yaoluo?"

After three rounds of wine and five kinds of food, the two of them had a very pleasant conversation, and Zhongli's way of addressing Yao Luo also evolved from "friend" to "Brother Yao Luo".

"What's missing, eh~"

Yao Luo picked up a piece of perfectly seasoned blanched pork with a pair of chopsticks and put it into his mouth, sighing leisurely.

"Too much, too much."

"Oh?"

Zhongli was a little surprised. Liyue has a port behind it, economic exchanges are endless, the land resources are fertile, the population is among the highest among the six countries, the political and business are harmonious, and people's livelihood is prosperous. Why does it feel so "precarious" when it comes to Yao Luo's mouth?
"Brother Zhong, please listen to my story. In my opinion, the biggest obstacle to economic development in this country of Rock is..."

"It is the Rock God, Morax."

This is extremely treasonous. If anyone else in Liyue Harbor heard this, they would probably turn hostile and show displeasure on the spot.

Even though Yao Luo is a foreigner now, he would probably be expelled from the country by the Qianyan Army on the grounds of "spreading illegal speech."

But Zhongli, who was sitting opposite Yao Luo, was just slightly stunned, and a look of expectation appeared in his golden and jade eyes.

"Please elaborate."

The rock-attributed divine eye on Zhongli's waist also fluttered in the wind, emitting a deep glow.

(End of this chapter)