When the traveler fell into the ocean-like mola pile in a panic, Zhongli and Yelan also landed on the edge of the stone platform that was not buried by the mola.
The casting workshop is the most important secret place in Liyue, and even Ye Lan has set foot here for the first time.
Although she had learned about and studied the underground building structure of the Golden House in detail through various channels, as well as information such as defense shifts, she had to say that the difference between reality and imagination was still quite huge.
Just talking about the vast golden ocean in front of her, the dazzling glow made Ye Lan feel shocked.
She was familiar with the general history of Teyvat and knew that the ancestors of Liyue had hollowed out almost the entire mountain south of the port in order to build the Golden House. Now just looking at the depth of the workshop, she knew that this record was probably not an exaggeration.
The casting workshop they are currently in should be on the lowest floor of the Gold House. Ye Lan and Zhongli are standing on the octagonal floating platform in the center of the workshop, like huge ships floating in the sea of gold coins.
Tubular alchemical extraction facilities are placed in every corner of the floating platform. The tunnels for transporting raw materials extend around like a spider web and converge at the main furnace near the edge.
When the Gold House's output peaked, all the channels connected to the alchemy device were filled with liquid gold. This flowing wealth was injected into the huge alchemy device for purification and extraction, just like the blood flow pumped into Liyue's heart.
The purified gold liquid is finally cooled and shaped in the casting device placed under the floating platform, and the semi-finished molas are stacked in batches in the workshop, waiting for the master of the rock country to give them the name of mola.
The octagonal floating platform in the center of the workshop is wrapped by these complex devices. From a distance, it looks like it is locked in a birdcage decorated with gold wire.
Feeling the hot breath coming from the air in the workshop, Ye Lan's heart suddenly skipped a beat for no apparent reason. After looking around carefully, she discovered that, as expected, the Golden House, which had nominally ceased production, still had two production lines in operation at this time.
The furnace in the main workshop had been basically destroyed during the battle with the Solstice Executive. It was dismantled by maintenance personnel, leaving only the base and frame, but the remaining parts seemed to be able to continue to be used after being pieced together.
The gold ore raw materials are poured into the main furnace to melt and remove impurities, and then flow out from the tunnel at the other end of the furnace. The boiling gold water enters the casting device at the farthest end of the floating platform. After the stamping is completed, it does not wait for cooling and falls directly onto the remaining molas.
, making a pleasant tinkling sound.
Zhongli also realized that the Golden House had not completely stopped production, and the expression on his face looked more subtle.
Before implementing his retirement plan, Zhongli considered the problem of mola production after losing the Heart of God, and issued an oracle in the Immortal Invitation Ceremony in the past few years, requiring the Golden House to cast in advance all the Teyvat Continent for the next forty years.
Needed Mora.
As for forty years from now...let's leave it to humans to handle it themselves.
However, after the printing and casting was completed, the production of Mora was supposed to be temporarily terminated.
Zhongli looked slightly sideways, looking at Yelan who was observing the surrounding environment.
"Miss Yelan, when we were on the road just now, you seemed to be talking about Mora... Is there any hidden secret in it?"
Ye Lan glanced at Zhong Li, stepped on the mola under her feet, and came to the stamping device to inspect it carefully and answer the other's questions.
"On the day when the emperor passed away in Jade Palace, the heads of the Seven Stars and Eight Sects who were still serving in Liyue jointly inspected the remaining amounts of molas and gold coin embryos in the gold room. All parties reached an agreement on the spot on various matters regarding the management of the gold room during the transition period.
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"They agreed to take the date of inspection as the starting point, and the Golden House was closed. Unless Qixing reached an agreement, the amount of coins stored in the Golden House would not increase from then on. After that, Liyue Qixing closed the house on the grounds of complying with the contract.
House of Gold.”
Listening to Ye Lan's explanation, Zhongli nodded in agreement: "It's a very wise approach... After all, the stock of Mora will not increase anymore, and Qixing really needs to discuss the future treatment strategy."
"This golden house is the place where the emperor swore an oath. Given time, maybe something can be researched. Whoever gets more benefits may be able to control Liyue's lifeline in the next few decades."
Zhongli raised his head and looked around at the brackets on the top of the workshop used to repair and reinforce the building structure, and rested his chin with his index finger.
Thinking of Ye Lan's identity and previous arguments, she looked suddenly surprised.
"...I see, you suspect that the Yuheng family and Huishan Hall are manipulating the production of Mora."
At this point, Ye Lan was no longer too lazy to explore Zhongli's extremely keen sense of politics and his foresight that was difficult to explain with common sense. She just nodded and admitted.
"In this troubled time, the budget of the General Affairs Department is really limited. Yu Hengxing and the family behind it are willing to spend their own money to contract the entire reconstruction and restoration project of the Golden House, which undoubtedly solves the urgent need of the General Affairs Department."
Yelan shrugged, as if she wanted to show that she had no prejudice against Keqing herself.
"But as a result, the Golden House has become the biggest blind spot under the eyes of the General Affairs Department. After all, there are Golden House guards blocking the outside, and special tokens are required for entry and exit. Except for those who need to enter and exit the construction site every day, they are issued by the General Affairs Department.
Except for construction workers with long-term passes.”
"Yinyuan Hall's plan to create a god is by no means the result of a few days. Without the support of the internal personnel of Qixing Authority, how could Ninglan dare to act so recklessly? If there is really no profit motive, how could the Yuheng family take the initiative to assume the responsibility of the Golden House?
reconstruction work.”
Listening to Ye Lan's succinct analysis, Zhongli's golden pupils, illuminated by the flickering firelight in the distance, showed a golden light similar to Maura's.
"Based on common rationality, there is no flaw in this judgment, but there are also smart people in Yinyuan Hall. How can they not only act like this and arouse doubts... not to mention doubting the Yuheng family without any evidence,
It’s a bit too arbitrary.”
Yelan chuckled and shook her head, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.
"I hope not, but my job is to take precautions and nip any possible threat in the bud. Even if it turns out to be wrong, I will regard it as a necessary sacrifice."
"You may not understand this, but other people's attitudes are not important to me."
In the memories of many people, Yelan seemed to rarely regard others as partners in the same industry, but more as partners for transactions and cooperation.
But she didn't always work alone like this. Many years ago, she also had comrades with the same status, supporting each other and moving forward in the darkness.
But when I often walk by the river, my shoes don't get wet. The comrades who once stood side by side sacrificed one after another. I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune, but Ye Lan is always the one who survives to the end.
Even though she was in extreme pain, Ye Lan could only continue to stagger forward. She often disposed of the corpses of her comrades with her own hands. In order not to leave any traces, she would only explain to her comrades' families that she had unfortunately encountered bandits while she was out working.
Ye Lan once thought that sacrifice was a very noble thing, but what she saw later was that the sacrifices of her comrades were buried in the dust, and the night they bowed in would never wait until dawn.
"No, quite the opposite."
Zhongli shook his head, but the vermilion at the end of his eyes was reflected even brighter by the firelight. The majesty in his usually golden eyes also seemed softer for no reason. Perhaps it was an illusion, but Ye Lan always felt that Zhongli was too strong at this time.
Got some human touch.
"Anyone who can carry out one thought from beginning to end will be able to gather this will into a wish. It is something that belongs to you. It cannot be shaken. It has no right or wrong and no one can comment."
Hearing Zhongli's words, Ye Lan was slightly surprised, but before she could say anything, a cold female voice came from outside the iron door at the edge of the workshop:
"The few people who came here at night are quite happy... If you have anything to say, why don't you say it in person?"