The three balms were placed in front of the statue of the Seven Heavens God in turn, and they still lit up when they placed the Miao Miao Xian Yuan, indicating that Zhongli still liked the mature eldest sister.
Seeing this, Jun Luoyu put the Golden House Cangjiao and Shanyin Brocade into the pendant, preparing to give them back to Xiangling and Hutao, and Miao Miaoxianyuan took them back to Zhongli for his funeral.
On the Yingmei side, after paying the balance of 10,000 Moras, she got the Seven Gods Kite that Zhongli had ordered in advance.
"Wow, I didn't expect kites to be so sophisticated and so expensive..."
Yingmei didn't say much, but Paimon made a sound that was unfamiliar to the world.
Zhongli smiled and gave Paimon a brief explanation:
"Haha, the price is not expensive. On the one hand, not many people in Liyue now know how to make the seven god kites required for this ceremony of sending immortals; on the other hand, the production and painting of this kite are not that good.
Simple. As you just heard, there are a lot of things to consider here, and the price is reasonable."
Paimon crossed his arms and complained:
"Mr. Zhongli, when did you ever think that the price was unreasonable..."
"In terms of universal rationality, I think it's very reasonable."
Yingmei grabbed Paimon, covered her mouth with her hand, and said to Zhongli:
"Old man, you don't have to worry about Paimeng. Can we go back to Yujing Terrace and wait for Jun Luoyu?"
Zhongli shook his head and walked towards the dock:
"No, we still need to hire some help. Just the few of us can't arrange the scene well."
Yingmei didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at this time, so she nodded and followed.
"Going to Yujingtai to do odd jobs for a day, right? I have no problem, Qian Mora, fair trade."
Yingmei was a little confused. She didn't know the specific salary of workers in Liyue, but she knew that a combat mission to clean up the Qiuqiu settlement only cost 2,000 molars. At this time, she couldn't believe A'er's quotation.<
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"How much???"
"A thousand molasses, is there a problem?"
At this time, our old man spoke:
"No problem. I'll pay in full."
Yingmei grabbed Zhongli and pulled him behind her. At this moment, Yingmei fully understood what the young master meant when he said not to let Zhongli negotiate the price.
"Stop! There's a problem, and it's a big one! Sir, as far as I know, the reward for the task of cleaning up the small settlement of Qiuqiu people issued by the Adventurers Association is only two thousand molas. Isn't it a bit too much for you to ask for a thousand molas a day?
Is the lion talking loudly? Five hundred mola, if it doesn’t work, we’ll find someone else!”
"Okay, deal!"
Yingmei was originally a little worried about whether it was too harsh to chop off half of her body at a time, but when she saw Ah Er agreeing so happily, she immediately realized that she was still going to cum...
But Ah Er has already agreed, and the contract is considered established. She has no chance to go back on her word, so she can only warn herself in her heart to be more cautious!
Yingmei, who was mentally prepared, followed Zhongli to find two workers. One agreed to catch five rock crystal butterflies for 800 molad, and the other negotiated for the same price of 500 molad to help carry the wood.<
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Let us congratulate my sister for successfully collecting a tip of 38,200 molas from the young master!
Tired of haggling over prices, Yingmei followed Zhong Li back to Yujing Terrace, where Jun Luoyu was already waiting.
"Old man, Ying, Paimon, you are back. No, this is the incense of eternal life, this is the dust-cleansing bell, and this is the balm. Is there anything else I can do? I can go home and sleep if I don't have anything to do."<
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Zhongli looked at the three materials and nodded.
"Perfect materials. There is nothing to do here. I can do the rest of the preparations by myself. You and Ying should go and rest first. By the way, traveler, what have you gained during this trip to bid farewell to the rock god?
?"
The young girl had a sad face, showing a tired and unloving expression:
"It's true... I really don't know that I have experienced the life of the rich and realized the struggle of the poor..."
"Hahaha, this can be regarded as a different kind of harvest. As a reward for holding the ceremony of sending immortals together, I decided to treat you. Tomorrow night, after everything here is over, we will meet at Sanwanbuogang near the pier. Don't worry, this time
I will remember to bring money next time."
After saying that, Zhongli looked at Jun Luoyu again:
"Tomorrow at noon, come to Yujing Terrace and join me in the final step of the ceremony to send the immortals away."
Jun Luoyu wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare.
"Yes..."
"Okay, you go and have a rest. I'll give the workers some details here."
Jun Luoyu, Yingmei and Paimeng said goodbye to Zhongli and walked down the Yujing Terrace together.
"Jun Luoyu, whatever is left of the three hundred thousand molas given to you by Mr. Zhongli is yours. The young master said there is no need to give it to him."
Yingmei touched the 38,200 Mora in her arms, and a smile bloomed on her face again.
Although Jun Luoyu originally had no intention of returning it to the young master, but now that I have agreed to it, it is of course the best.
"This is great, it's a real profit. By the way, Ying, how many did you cut off this time?"
Yingmei didn't say anything, but Paimon put on a proud expression, holding his waist to show off:
"Humph, this time we saved a total of 38,200 molad from the 50,000 molad given by the young master! It will be enough for us to use for a long time!"
After hearing this, Jun Luoyu showed a puzzled expression and looked at Paimeng:
"Fifty thousand? The old man told me that the young master gave half a million Mora, and gave me three hundred thousand. You should still have two hundred thousand? How did it become fifty thousand?"
Thinking of the painful experience of bargaining, Yingmei covered her forehead and said:
"Don't mention it, when Mr. Zhongli was buying things... he bought boxes of ores. After buying 200,000 molas of night stone, it was gone... The young master later gave him another 50,000 molas. Fortunately, in the follow-up
It didn’t cost much to buy the kite and hire workers, so now I can be considered a person with a little money.”
Speaking of this, Yingmei couldn't help laughing again.
Unfortunately, the poor Yingmei wandered in the wild for several months after she woke up. Before she caught Paimon, she could barely eat a full meal by hunting on her own. But since she caught Paimon, her food supply has been reduced.
The situation is plummeting, and I am often hungry.
After following Paimon to travel to the Seven Kingdoms, he hurried to Liyue before he could save much money in Mondstadt. However, during the ceremony to send immortals, he encountered the death of King Yan, and the little money in his hand had long since disappeared.
No points left.
The young girl who now carries thirty-eight thousand two hundred molara can be said to have reached the richest moment in her history. At least she doesn’t have to worry about going hungry for a long time. How could she be unhappy about this!
Yingmei, who was already carried away by the happiness of having money, asked Jun Luoyu:
"What about you, how much did you save from the three hundred thousand? Without the interference of Mr. Zhongli, there must be some savings, right?"
"Oh, not much, only 129,800 is left. Let's round up to 130,000. The main reason is that I didn't expect the price of eternal incense to be so expensive, and I don't know the specific price of neon flowers, otherwise I can save more.
Click."
"How much...how much??"
Yingmei's voice was a little trembling. She knew that Zhongli's estimate of the general price was still very accurate. She felt that Zhongli's 300,000 mola for Jun Luoyu was almost the price of the longevity incense and balm.
Even if Jun Luoyu bargained a little, it would be great to save thirty to fifty thousand molas like her, but now she heard a terrifying figure!
"130,000, what's wrong? Although the old man doesn't know how to bargain, he is still very sensitive to prices. Even if I don't bargain, I can still have 60,000 yuan left."
Jun Luoyu really has no intention of showing off. To him, it doesn't matter how much money he has. Although he is lazy, he is not opposed to taking on tasks to make a living. So whether he has money or not is just a matter of how many tasks he takes.
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However, Jun Luoyu is still very happy after collecting more than 100,000 yuan of wool from the young master. This is not much different from pie in the sky. Who doesn't love something that comes for nothing?
Yingmei's breath dropped visibly to the naked eye, and she kept chanting "130,000" in her mouth. She seemed to have lost her soul, which was extremely embarrassing.
"Okay, okay, why are you so autistic? Then, let me entrust you with a task. After the task is completed, how about 50,000 molas?"
When Jun Luoyu saw Yingmei's appearance, the bad water in his stomach began to gurgling out.
When Yingmei heard the fifty thousand mola, her eyes lit up. She grabbed Jun Luoyu's hand and asked:
"What's the matter? Tell me! As long as it doesn't break the law or violate my principles, I agree!"
Jun Luoyu smiled and said mysteriously:
"I can't tell you yet, but you will know after a while. Okay, I'm going home to sleep, it's getting late, and I have to participate in the last part of the immortal ceremony tomorrow."
After saying that, Jun Luoyu turned and left. Ying and Paimeng looked at each other and nodded firmly to each other:
"Paimon! We must find a way to earn these 50,000 Mora!"
On the way home, Jun Luoyu secretly rejoiced that there was a wage earner who could win back the Eye of God for him!