Genshin Impact: Ningguang is still a pitiful little thing, I invested in her.

If you don't have money, you can't buy food, so how can you talk about working hard to fill your stomach?

Should I go to Fang Xun to borrow money again?

Never mind, she was too embarrassed to ask.

After all, they still owed Fang Xun a lot of money; how could they lend him more?

If you can pay it back, that's fine, but what if you can't?

"How about this?"

Paimon seemed to have an idea and quickly went to Ying's side.

“Why don’t we do food-related jobs? That way we can eat and earn Mora at the same time!”

"Heh heh, what do you think? Not a bad idea, right?"

Paimon stood with his hands on his hips, looking proud.

Ying thought the plan was feasible and nodded in agreement.

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Things are mostly sorted out, and updates will gradually resume. I'll make up for the chapters I missed over the weekend.

Chapter 389 There are always more solutions than problems

To fill their stomachs and earn Mora, Paimon and Ying apply for jobs at a bakery.

Ying was in charge of distributing flyers, while Paimon was in charge of selling bread.

"Freshly made Fisherman's Toast, come and try it!"

"Free samples, super delicious!"

Paimon seemed incredibly busy, flying around, looking here and there.

She was holding a plate with small pieces of bread in her hands.

Whenever a passerby walked by, Paimon would pick up a loaf of bread and call out a few words.

However, most people only glanced at the bread in Paimon's hand and gently shook their heads in refusal.

Paimon was not discouraged, but silently finished off the bread in his hand.

She ate while thinking.

These people are so strange; why don't they eat the bread that's free?

Since that's the case, she had no choice but to eat the bread on behalf of the passersby.

Thank you for nature's gifts!

Compared to the incessantly chattering Paimon, Ying was much quieter.

She would simply stand silently by the roadside and hand out flyers to passersby.

When passersby accept the flyers, Ying will bow slightly to express her gratitude.

Generally speaking, the vast majority of flyers that are handed out are thrown into the trash can by passersby.

Perhaps because Yingtai was polite, there were no flyers in the trash can.

Politeness is a plus, in everything.

Even so, distributing flyers is not an easy job.

Looking at the thick dictionary-sized flyers, Ying couldn't help but sigh, "There are still so many flyers that haven't been distributed."

"It's alright, Ying,"

"The weather is nice today, we're sure to have even more tourists later!"

"Then, all the flyers will be handed out in no time."

Paimon flew to Ying's side and tried to comfort her.

As soon as the words were spoken, a light drizzle began to fall.

At first, the rain wasn't heavy, but as time went on, it turned into a torrential downpour.

People who originally intended to go shopping returned to their homes as the rain intensified.

Paimon and Ying also hurriedly took shelter under the eaves to avoid the rain.

Paimon shook off the raindrops, then carefully took out the bread he had been protecting from his arms.

Seeing that the bread hadn't gotten wet from the rain, Paimon's eyes lit up with joy.

Then he picked up the small bread rolls and ate them one by one, a satisfied expression on his face.

Her job is to distribute bread samples to passersby, and she's doing this simply to complete her job.

Listening to the patter of raindrops on the ground, Ying was filled with countless thoughts.

I probably won't be able to finish handing out flyers today.

Not being able to hand out all the flyers means not earning any Mora...

How is she supposed to pay off her debts and find her brother?

Just as Ying was pondering, Fang Xun's voice came from beside her: "It seems that your work today is not going very smoothly?"

Faced with Fang Xun's question, Ying did not deny it, but nodded slightly.

It's raining heavily today, so we can't hand out flyers.

Fang Xun stared intently at the flyer in Ying's hand, and soon an idea came to him.

"Give me the flyers, I have a way to distribute all of them."

Paimon looked surprised: "Huh? Hand out all the flyers?"

"With such heavy rain and hardly any pedestrians on the street, is it really okay to hand out all the flyers?"

Not only was Paimon confused, but even Ying found it unbelievable.

"Of course, as long as you find the right method, solving the problem is not difficult."

Fang Xun didn't explain much; he first went to the bakery.

Not long after, he came out and went straight to the eaves where he had taken shelter from the rain.

The rain was heavy.

Some people managed to run back to their lodgings in time, while others lived far away and would probably be soaked to the bone by the time they got back, so they had to take shelter under the eaves like Paimon and the others.

As Fang Xun approached, passersby cast curious glances at him.

Ying and Paimon were also curious about what Fang Xun would do next.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xun spoke a few words.

The next second, passersby all turned their attention to the flyers, reaching out to take them without Fang Xun even needing to hand them out.

Ying and Paimon exchanged a glance, speechless with surprise.

What's happening here?

When they handed out flyers, they were always very polite, handing them to passersby.

How come once the flyers were in Fang Xun's hands, it turned into passersby taking the flyers voluntarily?

"Fang Xun, why is everyone rushing to grab the flyers?"

Upon seeing Fang Xun approach, Paimon asked with a face full of curiosity.

Fang Xun didn't keep them in suspense and explained directly, "Because I told them that this heavy rain wouldn't stop anytime soon, and we didn't know how long we'd be stuck here."

“I have already spoken with the bakery, and they said that as long as I bring the flyer to the store, I can borrow the small umbrella for free.”

Paimon suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"

"People wanted to borrow umbrellas to go home, so they took the flyers voluntarily."

Ying, standing beside him, remained silent, secretly admiring Fang Xun's abilities.

It would have taken her a whole day to distribute the flyers, but Fang Xun finished distributing them all in one go.

A question suddenly popped into Ying's mind.

If Fang Xun had the wisdom, could he have found his brother much faster?

Fang Xun had said he could help.

"Speaking of which, why did Fang Xun still run out in such heavy rain?"

At this moment, Paimon blinked, looking quite confused.

On a rainy day, everyone runs home, so why is Fang Xun doing the exact opposite?

It's just weird.

Fang Xun smiled and casually replied, "Because I made an appointment to meet a friend later, and I happened to run into you on the way."

"Meeting with friends?"

Paimon glanced at the torrential rain outside and couldn't help but say, "With this much rain, your friends probably won't be coming, right?"

Without a second thought, Fang Xun shook his head slightly: "If it were anyone else, they would probably change the time if they saw such heavy rain."

"But if it's him, he will definitely arrive as promised."

"Because for him... once he promises something, he will definitely do it, rain or shine."

At this point, Fang Xun paused, his gaze turning towards the city gate.

"Speak of the devil and he appears."

Paimon and Ying followed Fang Xun's gaze.

A young man stood outside the city gate, holding a large silver sword in his hand.

Judging by his appearance alone, one would think he is a handsome young man, but he gives the impression of having lived for thousands of years.

He let the wind and rain lash his face, his eyes revealing neither joy nor sorrow.