I'm a male god in Liyue

"really?"

"Yes, I did hear Grandma Ping mention the name Qiqi once, but I didn't ask her for details. You can go to Grandma Ping for more information; she should know."

"Ok."

Hu Tao nodded, but couldn't help but show a strange expression on her face.

"Speaking of which, Sister Chiyu, you are the eleventh head of the Rebirth Hall, yet you also call her Granny Ping. Just how old is Granny Ping?"

“I don’t know either. She looked like this when I was still alive. Over the years, she seems to have never changed.”

"Is Grandma Ping a fairy?"

"Yes, I think so."

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Summer shops.

Zhu Zi said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir, the restaurant is full."

Looking at the scene inside the store, the customer looked slightly annoyed: "We're late, huh? No problem, we can wait for a table."

Zhu Zi blinked and said, "Our shop is launching a new special service today. You can try it; there's no need to wait, and you can enjoy delicious juice right away."

"Oh? Is there such a good thing?"

"Yes, our shop is currently testing takeout. Since it's in the trial phase, the bamboo tube is free for you. You don't need to worry about sharing a table with strangers; you can take it home and enjoy it at your leisure while shopping. However, the number of bamboo tubes is limited..."

"Give me two drinks right now!"

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The shop's newly launched takeout service was very popular with customers, and soon all the clean bamboo tubes that Xia Zhi and Zhu Zi had prepared were used up.

Looking at the curious and delighted expressions on the guests' faces, Xia Zhi felt that the idea was indeed feasible.

Around 4 p.m., Zhongli Keqing came to the shop alone.

The VIPs naturally didn't need to wait; they were directly invited to a private seat in the back hall.

Xia Zhi prepared a special rainbow juice and had Zhu Zi deliver it to him.

Zhong Li took the juice and said calmly, "Miss Zhu Zi, I forgot to bring money. Please put this juice on the bill of Wang Sheng Tang."

"Ah, okay, Mr. Zhongli, please enjoy your meal."

A dozen minutes later, Zhong Li came out of the back hall, greeted Xia Zhi, and left gracefully.

Xia Zhi saw that his progress bar had increased by 1% again, becoming 16%.

Great, I hope this big shot will come and patronize my shop every day.

Whether or not to keep accounts is irrelevant; Xia Zhi mainly wants to make friends with Him, since we are all gods.

At 6 p.m. sharp, we closed for the afternoon business.

After seeing off the customers, Xia Zhi and Zhu Zi sat down to rest for a while.

"Zhu Zi, do you still have the red paper you bought last time?"

"some."

"Go and get it. We'll write down the opening hours and post them outside the shop to tell customers that the shop will be closed tomorrow, so they don't have to come and queue up outside in the morning for nothing."

"Okay, boss."

Zhu Zi nodded, ran to fetch red paper and a pen, then cleaned up a table, laid the red paper on the table, and used a cup to weigh down the edges of the paper.

"Boss, how do I write it?"

"【Our store's normal business hours】"

"[Monday to Friday]"

"[Morning: 9:00 AM to 12:00 PM]"

"[Afternoon: 2 PM to 6 PM]"

"Boss, are there any more?"

"Let me think... I'll add 'during the holiday period'... but never mind, let's not add that. We'll write a separate notice on the day of the Lunar New Year."

"Boss, are we also closed for the Lunar New Year holiday?"

"It's a holiday, go have fun, why go to work?"

"Wow, great job, boss, I've finished writing it."

"Okay, let it air dry for now. Remember to ask Xiangling for some rice porridge tonight."

"Ok!"

"Are there any more red paper?"

"some."

"Then write another one."

"it is good."

Zhu Zi then cleaned up another table and laid out the red paper.

"Boss, what should we write?"

"The festival is coming soon, so I'll write a couple of lines of poetry about my hometown."

"verse?"

"Similar to your Inatsuma haiku."

"Oh!"

"Just write: 'A bright moon rises over the sea; we share this moment though we are far apart.'"

"boss……"

"what happened?"

"There's a word I don't know how to write..."

Xia Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Give me the brush, I'll write it."

"Boss, can you write this?"

"Ah."

Zhu Zi handed him the pen with some skepticism.

The script in Liyue is somewhat similar to the small seal script of the original world.

Xia Zhi lowered his head and slowly wrote these words on the paper.

Neat and parallel.

Zhu Zi was dumbfounded.

"Boss, how did you do that?"

"It's similar to writing with your eyes closed."

"I couldn't write such beautiful characters if I closed my eyes."

"It's just because I practice a lot."

Zhu Zi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

The boss probably wasn't born blind. He must have been very unwilling to accept his blindness, which is why he secretly practiced calligraphy.

She didn't know how long it would take for a blind person to practice before they could write like a normal person, but she imagined it must be very difficult.

Looking at the boss's casual expression, Zhu Zi couldn't help but recall the hard work he put into practicing calligraphy alone in his room.

"Let's put this calligraphy up in the shop."

"Oh well."

Zhu Zi looked at the calligraphy on the table. Although it wasn't particularly beautiful, who but himself knew how much sweat and effort had been put into it?

She suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Immortal Fate

into the night.

After washing the two people's clothes, Zhu Zi hung them to dry on the bamboo poles behind the shop. Then, carrying the four-sided lantern, he came to the front of the shop, made sure the door was locked, and then tiptoed upstairs.

I went back to my room, closed the door, but didn't lock it.

Zhu Zi first walked to the bedside, put her hands together in front of the amulet hanging on the bed, and bowed devoutly. Then she sat down at the table, took out a piece of white paper, and began to write a letter carefully.

"Dear Mom and Dad..."