Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

The business at Qianqi Core went more smoothly than Paimon had expected.

Although there are occasionally a few people who act like scoundrels, shouting that they will pay ten times the price for fake items, and try to take a few away unconditionally, the final outcome of such people is either they are defeated by her eloquence, or they are suppressed by the travelers and forced to pay compensation for mental damages.

With the close combination of travelers and guides, the business became more and more prosperous, and Paimon's pockets were filled with money.

"call--"

He put the bag full of Mora in the drawer, glanced at the traveler behind him vigilantly and covertly, and his hand unconsciously took out a coin and pretended to bend down, then Paimon secretly put it into his shoe.

She is not a silly mascot. Travelers are usually unreasonable. It is entirely possible that she regrets taking all of Mora back in the name of safekeeping.

You can't count on the conscience of a traveler for everything. If she really had a conscience, how could she eat young grass regardless of her age?

As the traveler's guide, Paimon never dared to underestimate the traveler's mind. She didn't dare to resist her directly, but she still had the courage to hide a few secretly.

Even if it is found out, the traveler will consider that the Mora was stuffed in the shoe and choose to let it go.

Paimon praised himself for his knowledge and wisdom, as he had already considered how to keep the gold coins after the truth was revealed.

"Hehe~"

"Um...Excuse me, is this the place where the Qianqi Cores are sold?"

Looking at the unknown creature hiding behind the stall, bending over and stuffing gold coins into its shoes with a strange laugh on its face, the bright girl hesitated a little and placed her fingertips on the cold core of Qianqi.

"My last name is Yun, my given name is Jin, and I want to buy some Qianqi cores here."

"No problem, sir! Take your pick. One for 99, ten for 648, fifty for . The secret to making a fortune lies in them. Although most of the goods here are fake, there is one that is absolutely genuine."

Paimon hurriedly stuffed the Mora in his hand into his shoe, rubbed his hands like a fly, and spoke the lines skillfully, looking up and down at Yunjin's clothes.

"But we have to make it clear that you can only buy 50 at a time, and the next purchase will have to wait an hour. Don't even think about buying all the goods back." Paimeng sighed sadly.

"In fact, Paimon also wants to sell them all at once so that he can finish the job in time, but some people don't want to do it so quickly. Since it's a gamble, then naturally most people on the leg have to have the chance to gamble their luck."

"It's no use adding money. Paimon's heart can indeed be easily influenced by Mora and become golden. But Paimon dare not break that rule, otherwise he will suffer a very cruel punishment!"

The traveler threatened, "If you, Paimon, dare to sell all the goods at once, I will tie you up and gag you at every meal, and only let you out when there are only a few leftovers."

What’s the difference between this and not letting Paimon eat?

Paimon was indignant.

Every time they ate, there would be a white-haired fox at the table with an appetite even bigger than hers. There were never any leftovers from the three meals a day, but with his personality, he would never think of leaving any.

"Can I choose?" Yun Jin asked politely with a gentle smile.

The Yun family is a forging family, on par with the Han family. In the past, many famous blacksmiths came from the Yun family, and many four-star quality weapon blueprints came from the Yun family.

Even now, most of the Yun family members choose forging. After all, those who choose other professions like them are a minority.

However, the ancestral heritage cannot be lost, and even if one chooses opera, one must know something or two about it. Therefore, Yun Jin was exposed to forging in the clan school when he was young.

Although he had never tried forging in order to maintain his demeanor, his vision had improved a bit thanks to the careful teaching of the clan leader, and he could at least tell whether an iron tool was genuine or not and whether it was good or bad.

If you can choose, you might be able to find the genuine product.

Paimon looked at him warily: "You're not some blacksmith, are you?"

Fake products are all made by machines with pre-programmed programs, and it is impossible to produce so many in a short period of time. But the real ones are actually made by hand, which is different from those made by machines.

Because of this, Paimon was very wary of blacksmiths during the period of business. Only when the real goods could not be found could she continue to sell the fakes, and only by selling the fakes could she continue to fill her pockets.

Yun Jin smiled and said, "To be honest, I am the host of Yun Han Society and a member of the Yun family. I have inevitably come into contact with a little forging since I was a child."

“…I don’t know what the Yun family is, but from what you said, it should be a family related to forging.”

Paimon touched his chin, leaned forward, moved closer, and asked in a low voice: "You really have only been exposed to it once or twice, right?"

Yun Jin assured him solemnly, "Of course I do. I have never forged a decent piece of iron. All my knowledge of forging comes from the teachings of the old elders. I cannot say this in the least bit false."

"Then you should not be a talented contestant, right? You are not as good as the one who can tell the true or false singing at a glance." Paimeng asked tentatively again.

"The elders tried to persuade me to stay twice, but they didn't force me too much. I guess I have some talent, but not much. I shouldn't be able to tell the authenticity at first glance. Remember to pick it up and take a close look at it."

Yun Jin said sincerely.

Paimeng tried again and again: "Then your ability to distinguish the real from the fake shouldn't be too great, right?"

Yun Jinyan said, "Three times out of ten, I got it wrong. This was the result of my test in the clan school when I was young. Many years have passed and I haven't come into contact with it for a long time. Maybe my vision has declined a little."

"That's fine, just feel free to choose!"

Paimon heaved a sigh of relief, picked up a Qianqi Core and stuffed it in. "Take your time to choose. The last thing I lack is time. Just don't run away without paying. You'll be in trouble then~"

"Of course not."

"Hehe~ I was just joking. Hey! Isn't this Master Yuhengxing? Why are you here?"

Glancing at another customer coming to the stall, Pai Mengton was pleasantly surprised: "Are you here to try your luck and buy a Qianqi Core as well?"

"I am responsible for all the construction related matters in Liyue. I came to the construction site to check if there are any safety hazards. I happened to see you."

Keqing picked up a Qianqi core and weighed it in her hand. She looked around the stall, nodded to Yunjin, and asked decisively, "Where is the manufacturer of the mechanical products for sale?"

Paimon took out the license from the drawer and patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, I never do illegal business. Who doesn't know that Paimon is a good citizen who abides by the law?"

"Whatever license you want, Paimon can find it for you. And it's absolutely genuine, not fake at all."

"It's fake." Keqing checked it carefully and announced, "There are several flaws in the official seal on the license. You can see them if you look closely. Don't tell me you got this license from Yingzhai."

"Ah...what's wrong?" Paimon blinked, looking a little confused. He moved his two phantom limbs carefully and stepped back.

"Most of the licenses he has are fake ones that he forged himself. A small number of genuine ones are obtained for the shops he invested in. All of them are in shops that actually do business. Obviously, your stall is not a shop that actually does business."

Keqing thought for a moment and said, "I've seen the precautions Ningguang posted. I think he couldn't put some of his ideas into practice, and Ningguang blocked his way out, so Yingzhai tried to disrupt her from another angle."

"Paimon, come with us. And the guy next to you, ah...wasn't the traveler here just now?"

The recliner turned and fell to the ground, and the traveler who was originally lying on it disappeared quietly, leaving only a palm-leaf fan inserted into the soft soil.

Paimon gritted his teeth and said, "Damn travelers! Damn the servant Yingsai! They must be disgusted by the fact that Paimon is among them... No, it was them who dragged Paimon out to sea to play in the middle of the night..."

No, aren't those without a license fined?

"...Does the General Affairs Department still provide meals?"

Paimong covered his pockets with his hands as if carelessly, trying to change the subject and dispel Keqing's idea of ​​fining him: "I especially miss the pork chop rice I had last time. It was not only crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but also had a sweet sauce. It gave Paimong a feeling of being home."