Genshin Impact: Zhongli discovered that he was stealing tributes at the beginning

"Jie Jie Jie! Fill the cup and leave. This is so delicious!"

After Wu Ye left Wanmin Hall, he found a deserted corner and started laughing.

But while he was happy, he started to feel a little sad again. He calculated the expenses for the past few days. Excluding the cost of repairing Xiaolong's tomb, he spent 20,000 Morads shopping with Hutao and buying vegetables. He invited Keqing to dinner. He spent 20,008 molas, and he originally had 480,000 molas. Adding in the 60,008 molas he got from selling "White", he ended up with exactly 500,000 molas!

Five hundred thousand molas is not enough to pay off Zhongli's debt. After all, he can spend one million molas on one meal, not to mention that there are more than twenty days left in this month, so he has to find a way to earn more. Maura, is this the so-called pressure of adults on earth? Others are car and house loans, but I am purely a divine loan. As long as Zhongli lives, I will support him until his death!

"I hate it so much! Sooner or later, Zhongli will be hung on a street lamp!"

Wu Ye secretly thought that his back molars were almost broken, but he turned around and thought again:

"Fifty thousand molas in exchange for my life, and one million molas in exchange for me going to Mount Aozang. It must be Zhongli who ordered the immortal to teach me the immortal method. Although I don't know which immortal it is, but no matter what, I am You have taken a huge advantage! How many wealthy businessmen (gu) in Liyue Port can't get the favor of Emperor Yan on their knees, and I...should I be grateful to Zhongli?"

"I can't be more grateful! Sooner or later I'll kiss Hutao hard in front of him, hum, let's see what he dares to do to me?!"

Wu Ye said his thoughts in a playful way, and then walked towards Peach Blossom Lane.

"I see."

Zhong Li's figure suddenly appeared where Wu Ye was standing, watching Wu Ye's leaving figure with his hands behind his back.

"It seems like I need to let Zai Yue teach him in another way."

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Wu Ye returned to the yard and saw his grandfather watering the flowers and grass.

"Xiao Ye, you're back. Have you eaten? There are some hot dishes in the kitchen for you."

"I've eaten, Grandpa, I'll eat again tonight."

"Okay. By the way, Xiaoye, take Xiaotao out for a walk when you have time, just in time to cultivate some relationships. Also! Although Xiaotao is an adult, you must not force Xiaotao to do something she doesn't like. Do you understand? What if? There is something awkward between you, so you have to be more humble..."

"Okay, grandpa, I remember, I am measured."

Wu Ye patiently listened to his grandfather's teachings, nodded and replied, then returned to his room, picked up a pen and paper, and took a deep breath.

He now has to think about what to write for his second book.

Writing about the Dragon King type? No need to use your brain, the whole text is enjoyable from the beginning to the end, filling the cup for the sake of filling the cup, the kind that specially slaps people in the face?

Is it a love story? The early stage description is very sweet and then the ending is so cruel that it makes people feel regretful and stomach ache?

Or should I write a story about a villain and a protagonist? The so-called friendship, love, and family ties can be abandoned as long as they stand in the way of the protagonist. In order to achieve the goal, they will do whatever they can to achieve the goal. The only word "persistence" is used throughout the entire article?

Or is it a classic martial arts novel about cultivating immortality? The protagonist is passionate, chivalrous and courageous, slays demons and defends the way, and travels to the ends of the world with a sword. The kind that most Liyue people like to read?

“What exactly am I going to write about?”

Wu Ye couldn't write for a long time. He was so entangled that he couldn't make a decision.

It was getting dark, and the white paper in front of Wu Ye was still motionless, without writing a word. At this time, Wu Yong's voice came from outside the door.

"Xiao Ye, come out to eat."

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"Grandpa, what do you think I should write in my next book?"

Wu Ye picked up a piece of lean meat and put it in Wu's bowl and asked.

"Haha, I don't know either, grandpa. I rarely read books, but I watch a lot of plays. But what kind of book you want to write depends on what you want."

"To make money from Mora?"

"Then write what readers like to read. Whatever they like, you can write. Xiaoye, why are you so anxious to make money? Don't you have royalties? Although it's not much, it's enough. Are you anxious to marry Xiaotao back home? Then I will give you all the mola I have saved over the years."

"Grandpa! It's not because of this. Just sit down and eat well."

Wu Ye quickly grabbed Wu Yong and said frankly:

"I know my inner thoughts. Rather than earning money, I would rather write what I like, but..."

"Oh, you want to write what you like and also hope that many people will like to read your book, right?"

Wu Ye nodded.

"Xiaoye, I can understand you. Grandpa, I have lived until now and know that life is often unsatisfactory, but no matter what decision you make, whether it is writing a book or anything else, I will support you. Writing a book or following Life is the same, no matter what you choose, you will have regrets, but grandpa, I hope you will not regret your decision in the future."

Wu Yong stroked his white beard and continued:

"It's hard to pass through, and when you encounter difficulties, there is always a way to solve it, right? If you want to earn money, you don't have to rely on writing books. You can use other methods. When writing a book, you can write what you want. It’s written. Although grandpa, I just touched my upper lip to my lower lip and said it, I may not be able to help you. But life is not very long. I still hope that you will always be happy, Xiaoye. After all, we all had hard times in the past. Got through it, didn’t you?”

After listening to his grandfather's words, Wu Yong remembered the days when Hutao's grandfather always wanted to help the grandpa and grandson in disguise. Later, it was Hutao, but his grandfather always refused.

He always told Wu Ye that people must have backbone and rely on themselves! You can't always rely on others just because they are good to you.

I remember that one winter, I was wearing thin clothes and shivering with cold. It was my grandfather who pawned the jade pendant that his grandma had given him when they fell in love and exchanged it for some cotton. The jade pendant was the only token that his grandma left for him during her lifetime, but there were still more Hutao found out and came to redeem her.

"Grandpa, I understand, I will think about it carefully. Let's eat first, the dishes are cold."

"It's okay if it's cold, and it doesn't have a special taste."

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