One of the few shops in Liyue that sells both black and white. The goods sold include food, clothing, rare treasures, and everything else. Flowers and landscaping of various colors and groceries that have not been transported in time are piled outside the door.
There are small wooden boxes carved with dragons and phoenixes on the shelves, making them look even more mysterious.
The gold-lettered signboard is dripping with ink, with flying dragons and phoenixes, and it looks extremely majestic, but it was hung up in the shop by the boss as if to hide something.
Boss Bo Lai, who is dressed in an indigo robe, is holding a booklet recording the ichthyosaur skins just smuggled from the Southern Cross Fleet.
Businessmen are only interested in profit, and this point no longer wavered from the moment Bo Lai decided to do business.
Wanyou Shop was originally a serious grocery store. Bo Lai also wanted to earn a place in Liyue through his own efforts. He worked hard for several years, promoted products, guessed the customers, worked hard, and did everything himself. He succeeded in a muddle-headed way.
A group of small businessmen who acted without any rules, Bo Lai set up their own shop under the Liyue Pier, where land was so valuable, and continued to sell small items such as paper umbrellas and flowers.
But for Liyue, who is synonymous with luxury, his cheap groceries are really not acceptable to those who value luxury.
After all, whether it is the antiques from Xiguju, the colored glaze from Mingxingzhai, the rare books from Wanwenjishe, or even the Heyu Teahouse where celebrities occasionally attend, they all have their own signatures.
The location of Wanyou Shop is so humid and remote that almost no one in Liyue will come to his grocery store except when they are playing with flowers and plants.
Until the dock workers handed over some shady tasks to Bo Lai, such as debt collection and transshipment of smuggled goods. Gradually, Bo Lai's reputation on the road became greater than his status as a businessman, and even sailors
He was introduced to Captain Beidou of the Southern Cross Fleet. From then on, many smuggled goods and imported goods in the Southern Cross Fleet were handled by Bo.
As the most powerful person in Liyue, Ning Guang naturally knew that there was such a store under the pier, but he ignored it and allowed Wanyou Shop to develop. Bo Lai also knew that everything he had was the result of the exchange of interests among the big shots.
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Shrewd, worldly, adaptable, dealing with favors, and even calculating and cunning, Bo Lai didn't mind becoming a little cunning within the scope of Prince Yan's acquiescence. When he stepped out of the house, he was already ready to become a cunning and shrewd person who always counts every penny.
The businessman is ready.
However, the emperor's departure made Bo Lai think deeply about his future business methods.
As for Liyue, if the gods who protect them leave, Liyue's business and even all aspects will definitely be affected.
Thinking of this, Bo Lai looked at the signboard above his head, feeling a little irritated. The sea water was sparkling in the light of the night lanterns, but because Wanyou Shop was located on the mezzanine of the pier, it almost never saw sunlight all day long.
"Boss, do you have any colorful flowers here?"
A childish voice sounded in Bo Lai's ears, interrupting Bo Lai's thoughts.
When he came back to his senses, a black-haired man wearing a black rock shirt was followed by a girl with amber eyes, and floating in the air was a little man with a deep space blue silk belt and blinking eyes.
"Neon flowers? Of course there are. Which one do you want?"
After taking a closer look at the three of them, he found that they were not regular customers, so Bo Lai was instinctively wary.
What I do is not a serious business. I don’t see many customers for a long time on weekdays. I just received the ichthyosaur skins from the Southern Cross Fleet, and now there are customers coming to my door. Isn’t it a coincidence?
Looking at the small flying objects looking around, Bo turned sideways without leaving any trace, blocking the sea animal skins that had just arrived but had not yet been registered.
"Hmm...which one? Just, the best one? So there are many kinds of neon flowers?"
Paimon curiously covered his mouth with his index finger, wanting to enter Bo Lai's shop to find out.
"Humph, a foreigner who has never seen the world still asks such a question..."
Paimeng rushed in with his head depressed, but was stopped by Bo Lai, who waved his account book. He waved his hands irritably, trying to drive away the three of them.
He does sell colorful flowers here, but he doesn't sell them to suspicious guys.
"The beauty hidden in the golden house, the brocade clusters in the mountain shadow, the misty fairy love, these three kinds of colorful flowers, please boss, please take one of each to look at."
Zhongli sighed and caught Paimeng who was waving his teeth and claws in the air.
The owner of the Wanyou Shop does not do all serious business. The most taboo thing is to inquire randomly. Little Paimon walked into the shop recklessly. Didn't he make himself uncomfortable?
The sea breeze in the port blew Zhongli's tied long black hair, like light clouds coming out of Xiu, and mist lingering. His figure was slightly thin, and his eyebrows seemed to have been soaked by the spring rain and dew of Qiongge in Liyue Fairy Mountain, like golden amber.
Her eyes are now full of moonlight and night, like a fairy in the sky.
A little dust on his clothes gave Zhongli some fireworks.
"Hey! This master is a great expert!"
Bo Lai looked at Zhongli with surprised eyes, then frowned slightly.
Being able to name three kinds of colorful flowers seems to have a very clear purpose, and he should not be the one who is against him.
In line with the principle that guests cannot be turned away, Bo Lai nodded and put the account book in his arms.
"Come, dear guest, take a look. These are the colorful flowers you want."
Bo Lai raised his hand and led Zhongli to the shelf with dried neon flowers.
He spent a lot of effort to acquire these delicate flowers.
"Well, depending on the growth environment and the differences between ancestors and relatives, the neon flowers will show different characteristics...the boss's plants are all good and are very freshly preserved."
Zhongli twisted the brocade cloth and looked at the three colorful flowers that Bo Lai took out.
"For example, this kind has luxuriant branches and leaves, and its flower stamens are like a golden house hiding a delicate flower. The green leaves last forever, and they mostly grow in places with complex hydrological conditions."
"In mountain shades or humid areas, many neon flowers grow with large petals and dense stamens. They are fragrant and can be called a cluster of flowers."
"The last type is aloof and cold, with branches, leaves and flowers arranged very sparsely. The fragrance is light when blooming, but very long-lasting. It was accidentally discovered by the ancients when they visited immortals on the mountain."
Zhongli looked at the three neon flowers with nostalgia. He still remembered that when it was built in the early months of Li, he and the other immortals were admiring flowers and drinking wine at Dihuazhou.
Later, all the yakshas of the immortals were trapped by their karma. Even Morax, the god of war, could only use his divine power to relieve the yakshas' pain, but could not remove their karma.
Those karma are a collection of resentment between people and monsters. That kind of outright resentment and violence. Apart from the sinners who created them and some people who have mastered the same technology, I am afraid that only Sky Island can erase it.
"Famas..."
Zhongli held three neon flowers and suddenly thought of Famas as the Lord of War.
All known evidence shows that apart from the great sinner Gold, the only ones who control the power of gold in the earth's veins are the God of War of Munata and the deceased old grass god.