Genshin Impact: I, the Winter's Executor, am forced to work.

"I'll rely entirely on Brother Zhongli's recommendation."

"Hmm." Zhongli rested his chin on his hand, thinking carefully. "I happen to have a few good recommendations, but it's almost lunchtime now. Why don't we go and fill our stomachs first?"

After being reminded like this, Qin Ye did indeed feel that his stomach was empty.

"Indeed, I'm a little hungry too."

"If you're looking for an elegant atmosphere and a place that reflects your status, I'd recommend Liuliting. But if we're just talking about the food... to be honest, I'd recommend Wanmintang."

Qin Ye immediately made a decision: "Let's go to Wanmintang. I heard that place has a lively atmosphere, and I like lively places where I can eat more."

Even in winter, if Tatiana or the children from the orphanage weren't with him, he always felt it didn't matter when he ate.

"Then come with me."

Seeing Zhongli leading the way and occasionally pointing out the buildings along the way, Qin Ye secretly took out his money pouch, glanced at it, and then discreetly stuffed it deeper into his clothes.

Today, all expenses are paid for by the rich.

The two crossed the main road, and the surrounding environment became noisy, with many residents walking around the streets and alleys.

"It's just ahead."

The Wanmintang restaurant doesn't actually occupy a large area; all the guests eat at outdoor tables.

"Mr. Zhongli? You're here again?"

An outgoing and lively young girl is serving delicious dishes to the guests.

"Xiangling, how have you been lately?"

"Great, very good, just a bit busy. And who is this?"

Her gaze fell on the silver-haired man, and she could tell at a glance that he was not from Liyue.

"A dear friend of mine, please arrange a seat for us."

"Okay, this way please." The young girl was also very energetic and quick-tempered, and strode towards the inside.

"By the way, Mr. Zhongli, you also left an IOU for 200,000 Mora here. I wonder when you will repay it?"

Qin Ye's arm trembled.

Two hundred thousand yuan on credit at a casual restaurant?! What did they eat? A hot pot restaurant endorsed by Morax?

Zhongli touched his pocket, his face showing no embarrassment: "I left home in a hurry today and didn't bring my wallet with me. It's a small amount of money, so why don't you keep it in my account?"

"Okay~ then you and..."

Xiangling looked at Qin Ye with a puzzled expression.

"Hello, Miss Xiangling, I am Qin Ye."

"Okay, please come in, you two. Guoba, bring up the tea first."

The plump red panda walked over to the two of them with its adorable gait and set out the bowls and chopsticks.

I'm the Demon God of the Stove!

Suppressing his thoughts, Qin Ye picked up the menu.

"Brother Zhongli, do you have any recommendations?"

The other person picked up their teacup, their tone softening: "Actually, every dish here is quite delicious, how about..."

Qin Ye interrupted, "Miss Xiangling! Give me one of everything on the menu, and pack up any leftovers."

The little girl's smile became exceptionally bright.

"As expected of Mr. Zhongli's friend, he's very generous. You just wait and see!"

"Oh, right!" Qin Ye called out to her, "I'll pay back all the money that Brother Zhongli owes. Give me a bill when the time comes."

Xiangling's eyes lit up.

That's great! Mr. Zhongli has finally brought a reliable friend!

"Thank you very much, Brother Qin. I am unworthy of such a favor." He looked apologetic. "Consider it an obligation I owe you today, and I will definitely repay you in full in the future."

He waved his hand dismissively: "It's nothing, it's really just a little money to me."

"Um..."

Zhongli looked at the bustling scene and smiled.

"Then how about we use this auspicious day to come up with a lucky number for the tip? How about 8,888 mora?"

"So good."

Qin Ye directly pulled out the pen from his pocket and signed his name on the small card.

The Fool: Dionysus.

“Miss Xiangling, here is your signature. Send it along with the bill to the Northern Bank, and someone will naturally pay in full.”

Chapter 10 Listening to Music in the Teahouse

Inside the Jade Pavilion, the carved door was tightly closed, and two secretaries stood on either side of the door, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

For them, this is a matter of being in a privileged position...

No, it should be said that he is accomplishing a task that brings honor to his ancestors.

Because in the room behind them, Lord Tianquan Ningguang was taking a bath.

"Hehe...a purple silk bodice with gold phoenix thread, and a light gauze skirt with gossamer wings."

"Bai Shi, Bai Shi! Stop drooling!"

"Huh? Oh, cough cough." The woman calmly pushed up her glasses: "Baiwen, not to criticize you, but Lady Ningguang rarely has time to rest, so it is only right that we prepare her clothes."

You speak so elegantly and profoundly, but aren't you just a pervert?

Baiwen devoted 80% of his guarding energy to his colleagues.

I will protect Ningguang's silhouette as she changes clothes and her jade-like body as she emerges from the bath!

inside the house.

Her blue gauze outer garment slipped gently off, and her black and gold hairpin was casually tossed onto the white jade platform. A relaxed breath escaped from the rising steam.

As she slowly sat down in the bath, the water overflowed, and her two fair arms rested on the outer edge.

Soft, white hair falls into the water, gently enveloped by it, and slowly spreads out.

"call..."

The spacious room, empty with only one person present, is incredibly pleasant.

The delicate "snow lotus roots" intertwined together, giving the bath the most perfect reward, with a subtle fragrance.

"Disturbing others when they are resting is not a good habit, Miss Yelan."

"I'm really sorry to have disturbed Lady Tianquan Ningguang's bath."

As the steam rose, a figure gradually came into view.

She continued to approach him, oblivious to his presence: "Didn't you consider that I might make a move on you?"

"Trust those you employ, and don't employ those you don't trust. The most important thing now is whether you can finish reporting the situation before the water in this bath cools down."

“It’s not a big deal…that’s not quite right.” Ye Lan took out a notebook from her chest and handed it to Ning Guang.

"You might think it's a huge deal before you see it, but you might not think that way after you see it."

"Oh? That's an interesting way to put it."

Ningguang opened the notebook and carefully read its contents.

"The Recent Activities of the Fool, the Executive Officer of the Fool Clan"

Day 1: In the morning, I listened to the new play by the leading actor of Yunhan Society at Heyu Tea House and hit it off with Zhongli, a guest of Wangshengtang.

I went to Wanmintang for lunch. After rounding down, the total bill was 238,888 Mora.

In the afternoon, we went to Jie Cui Xing to gamble on stones. With the help of a guest, we found a top-quality dragon stone, the price of which is currently unavailable.

Later, to express his gratitude, he purchased a piece of amber craftsman's work, which is estimated to cost between two and three million Mora.

That night, the two were summoned by the head of the Fools' Northern Bank to verify their identities.

"You spent 230,000 Mora at a place like Wanmintang?"

As someone extremely sensitive to Mora, Ningguang racked her brains but couldn't figure out the reason.

"Of that, 200,000 was to repay the debt owed to the guest minister Zhongli, and the remaining 8,000 or so was tips."

Ningguang pursed her lips: "I remember this person. I heard that he is proficient in many things that others do not know."

"What? Tempted? Do you need me to pry him away from the Hall of Rebirth for you?"

"No need. Before I understand his weaknesses, even the best piece cannot be used by me."

But then again, is this Zhongli really a Liyue person?

Why would there be such idle people who cheat and swindle without even bringing Morax, the strongest of the seven gods, to be in the land that Morax casts his gaze upon?

It is said that he also has a Geo-elemental Vision. How could the Geo Lord be interested in such a person?

How can there be a sense of contractual obligation if money isn't even paid?

Perhaps His Majesty also has his own considerations.

She then turned her gaze to the notebook.

The next day: At Heyu Teahouse, I listened to a song and paid a lot of money to force the storyteller Liu Su to tell the story of "The Sound of Rain" three times.

Day 3: Listening to music at Heyu Teahouse.

Day 4: I politely declined the invitation to listen to the music, apparently because I was told by the Fools that I had an important mission.

Day 5: Three bowls of wine before crossing the harbor to listen to music.

"...This is what a high-ranking executive does?"

Shouldn't he have some grand plan to overthrow Liyue Harbor?