Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

The streets are bustling with people, and the snack street with fragrant food seems to have been repeating the same appearance for decades.

Among the countless stalls where several new ones appear almost every day, there is a young man who is not very tall. His eyes and eyebrows show a hint of sophistication and shrewdness.

This is the worldly atmosphere he has been exposed to over the past few years of setting up stalls, which makes his face, which becomes increasingly rough while he works, even more inconspicuous.

This young man was Su Ping. At this moment, he no longer had the babyish face he had two years ago. If you didn't see him often, you would not recognize him.

He is twelve years old this year and it is his fourth year that he has been shouldering the burden of the family. With the booming business of his snack stand, his quality of life has naturally improved.

He replaced his furniture with a new one, and also changed his bed. Although it was not as good as those high-end soft beds, it was much better than the previous wooden bed.

Su Ping repaid all the money he owed to Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, and even gave them a lot more, but he exchanged it for other daily necessities instead of paying directly, fearing that the other party would not accept it.

Thinking about it carefully, Su Ping can be said to have seized a good opportunity. After all, although the snack food industry was also booming at the time, it was not as popular as it is today, with new people entering the industry every day, like green onions springing up after rain.

If Su Ping had not established a good reputation before, his profits would be reduced by more than half if he were to compete with his peers now.

With emotion and the idea of ​​actively not going on strike, Su Ping would go out to the stall every day unless there was an accident at home or there was a shortage of materials, all for the purpose of making money.

Su Ping stood behind the stall. There were many kinds of snacks and delicacies on the stall, not just sweets, but also other kinds. In addition to his good craftsmanship, the variety of snacks was also updated, which was the reason why he was able to surpass some of his peers.

There were about twenty customers standing in front of the stall. It was a pretty good result to have so many customers during the "off-season" at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

Among these people, some were returning customers who had come many times and were very familiar with Su Ping. Occasionally, they would chat about family matters during their free time. Some were recommended by others and came here to taste the delicious food.

The customer that Su Ping was most concerned about was the one who had been standing at the outermost edge. He was an old man with gray hair and beard, a slightly hunched back, and a face full of wrinkles. He looked very old.

This old man was dressed in ordinary clothes, and there was nothing unusual about him at first glance, but Su Ping had seen him for several days in a row.

But he neither bought some snacks nor spoke a word. He just stood there, his eyes never leaving Su Ping's figure. When there were people around, he stood behind him, and when there was no one around, he walked much closer. It was very strange.

But the other party did not do anything out of line, and Su Ping could not do anything about him. He couldn't just go to the Qianyan Army and say that someone had been watching him and arrest him, right?

While Su Ping was slightly stunned, an intellectual woman among the customers smiled and said, "Boss, what's going on?"

The crisp voice brought Su Ping back to his senses instantly. He looked at the woman with glasses and short hair and shook his head. "I just suddenly thought of something. It's nothing."

"Oh, that's good. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to eat it later!" The woman shrugged and said something that sounded like a joke.

Su Ping smiled back and asked, "Same old, three-piece dessert set?"

"Yes, the boss loves it and always sends me to buy it. There's nothing I can do about it!" The woman said slowly with a smile on her lips.

Since half a year ago, this woman has often come to Su Ping's stall. Most of the time, she buys some sweets and only occasionally brings back some other flavors.

This woman was obviously very talkative, otherwise how could she have so much to say to the small vendor just during the business transactions?

The so-called three-piece set of sweets are date paste cake, date slice cake, and the steamed cake made of sugar and flour that Su Ping's mother used to make at home.

These three kinds of desserts are actually very common. In terms of taste, the first two are a bit fancy, but the last one has only a simple sweet taste. It is also a snack that often sits on the sidelines at Su Ping's stall.

It's just that the boss mentioned by the woman seems to have a special liking for this snack that is popular in the countryside. Su Ping doesn't know the reason, but if he can make money, why bother about so many things?

Everyone has their own likes and dislikes, different tastes, and different opinions. There is no need to ask about anything that goes on between relatives and friends.

This is Su Ping's unshakable principle, and it is also the philosophy he has followed throughout his life and has never changed.

Around six or seven o'clock after sunset is dinner time, which is also the second-to-last peak business period of the day for snack vendors.

Su Ping walked back and forth on the stall, packing the items ordered by the customers in front of him, and then responding to the customers behind him. It looked very messy, but he was actually working in an orderly manner in his mind.

During this period, I also had to find money. I was like a high-speed machine, and I couldn't stop for a moment no matter where I was.

While he was busy, the old man with strange behavior stood in the distance, still looking at him closely, sometimes nodding with certainty, sometimes shaking his head with a look of regret on his face.

Su Ping ignored this indescribable behavior because he still had to deal with the customers pouring in and had no time to care about the old man.

On the contrary, I think it's actually quite good as long as we don't interfere with each other.

The night gradually deepened, and the moon seemed tired, so it sank behind a dark cloud, hiding its hazy sleeping face.

Su Ping sent the last customer away, then rubbed his eyes and yawned. This was his normal routine after spending the whole day at the snack street.

He raised his head and glanced at the green tree in the distance. The old man had not left yet and was still looking at him with some excitement and a look of sudden enlightenment in his eyes.

Su Ping was even more puzzled. He really didn't know this old man. He could even say that he had never even met him before. How could he show such an expression?

Without waiting for Su Ping to think more, the old man started to move, raised his feet, and slowly walked to Su Ping. The old man's hunched body was only a few centimeters taller than him.

The old man had a smile on his face at this time, but because his face was thin, the smile completely dissipated the only bit of kindness in his face, leaving only a creepy feeling.

If Su Ping had never seen the world and was a child of his age, he would probably be scared by him.

The old man stared at Su Ping with his eyes wide open for a while. When the latter became impatient, the old man clapped his hands, his eyes sparkling, as if he had seen something extraordinary in the world, and he laughed.

“You can live and die! You are destined to live and die! Hahaha, I am not mistaken. There is only one person with such a fate in the world, and I actually met one! That’s great! Hahaha…”

Su Ping's eyes narrowed. He didn't know what the old man meant by the fate of embracing death, but it didn't sound like a good thing.

Originally, if the old man had not bothered him, it would have been fine if they had just kept to themselves. But he just came over and said some unlucky words as soon as he opened his mouth. It was obvious that he thought he was easy to bully because of his young age.

"I don't believe in this nonsense! If you don't leave, I'll call the Qianyan Army!" Su Ping was in no mood to argue with him. He just wanted to close the stall and go home as soon as possible.

Normally at this time, if it was some charlatan who came to cheat people out of money, most of them would just say a few nice words and leave angrily, but this old man behaved completely differently.

He was still laughing, still clapping his hands, and shouting loudly: "Hahaha, you are destined to conquer life and embrace death! First conquer the life of those around you, then embrace death yourself! It's all over, it's all over!"

Su Ping frowned and looked around, trying to find the yellow-clothed figure who usually patrolled at this time. Just when he saw the person he was looking for, a delicate cry suddenly came.

"Grandfather! I finally found you!"

Su Ping's eyes flashed, and he swallowed the words that were about to come out. Based on the idea that less trouble is worse than more trouble, he felt that if it could be settled privately, it would be more appropriate.

He turned to look at the old man, and next to his hunched body stood a slim girl with shoulder-length dark blue hair, a fair face, and willow-like eyebrows and eyes.

"Hey, old man, don't run around if you have nothing to do. It's so late and you haven't come back yet. I was worried to death!" The girl took a breath, looked at the smiling old man, and sighed softly, seeming a little helpless.

"If you can live, you will hug yourself to death. If you can't live, you will hug yourself to death! Hahaha... Xiao Yelan, look, grandpa has found someone with this kind of fate!" The old man raised his hand and pointed at Su Ping.

The girl, whom the old man called Ye Lan, quickly pressed the old man's hand down, then looked at the child behind the stall and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, my grandfather is old and hasn't been acting normal lately!"

Su Ping said nothing. He looked at the grandfather and grandson with a calm gaze.

Seeing that the child didn't speak, Ye Lan continued, "If I accidentally bumped into you or broke something, please forgive me... I will compensate you!"

"Well," Su Ping murmured, touched his nose, and said slowly, "It's not a big deal, but you should be more careful next time. He has been standing here since this afternoon. Be careful not to get tired!"

"Sure, sure!" Ye Lan nodded, still with a smile on her face.

Su Ping did not pursue the matter any further. After packing up his stall, he went back home. However, the grandfather and grandson had not left yet.

The old man was still clapping his hands and laughing, and the girl held her forehead and shook her head helplessly. It happened that the bright moon was out at this time, leaving a layer of silver frost on the ground, reflecting two figures.

Once upon a time, the young girl who is now holding her forehead helplessly also clapped her hands and laughed, and the old man who is now behaving strangely also shook his head and smiled bitterly at that time.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the stall owner who had just left did not pursue the old man's nonsense. It may also be that the stall owner had not seen such a scene for a long time...