Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

Seeing Ning Pang's helpless and angry expression, Zhu Yuncheng knew that he had said the wrong thing. If he had participated in the banquet between immortals, demons and gods, how could he not know that Marcosius was the demon?

He laughed out loud: "Let's go, Fatty Ning, let's go check out the tea leaves!"

"You bastard!" Ning Kuan gritted his teeth in his heart, and then followed Zhu Yuncheng to open the tea leaves.

Chenyu Valley has been the only place in Teyvat that produces tea since ancient times. Similar to the Territory of the God of Salt, it does not have the ability to produce cloth like the Colorful Flowers. However, Chenyu Valley not only has high requirements for cloth, but also for precious jade.

"We in Guiliji don't have high requirements for tea. If you agree to one of my requests, I can give you a higher price." Zhu Yuncheng said to the leader of Chenyu Valley, "Bring us an extra 100,000 kilograms of grain every year."

"Why? Don't you have enough food in Guiliji?" The people from Chenyu Valley asked in confusion, "Besides, the food in Chenyu Valley is just enough for us to eat. We can't give it to you."

"If you bring these 100,000 jin of grain, the exchange rate for tea will be 100 Moras per jin. If you don't bring them, the exchange rate for tea will be 30 Moras per jin." Zhu Yuncheng said calmly, "Besides, you should have a lot of uncultivated land in Chenyu Valley, which would be great for growing grain."

The people from Chenyugu were silent for a while. Then they said, "I will go back and explain the situation to the high priest."

Although Chenyu Valley is under the leadership of the Dream Demon, in the distant past, before the Demon was born, the residents of Chenyu Valley, who were still living in the Layered Rock Abyss period, had the habit of offering sacrifices to the Sky Island, which has continued to this day.

"Zhu Xie, how is your education on Yan and Mora?" Zhu Yuncheng asked again after sending away Chen Yugu's people.

"It's none of your business." Zhu Xie's tone remained cold, "My family will take care of these things."

"This is an extremely important matter." Zhu Yuncheng said solemnly, "Mora will be the main trading voucher of Guiliji in the future. We must make the people of Guiliji understand and recognize Mora. And salt, the right to sell salt must belong to our currency bureau, we must have a monopoly!"

Zhu Xie was silent for a moment: "I will inform my family about this matter."

"That's good." Zhu Yuncheng nodded.

At this moment, a large group of tall and strong men in white clothes appeared outside the currency bureau.

"Director Yuncheng." The leader in white was naturally Ming You. "I have brought 50,000 kilograms of salt. Please exchange it for me, Director Yuncheng."

Zhu Yuncheng was surprised. In just three days, Ming You returned to the territory of the God of Salt, and brought with him 50,000 kilograms of salt. This was indeed not easy. Moreover, it seemed that these people were basically ordinary people. Could it be that the people of the God of Salt had some special and powerful methods?

You know, it takes at least seven or eight days to travel from Guiliji to the Salt God Territory, and three days for a round trip. If there really is a special and powerful method, Zhu Yuncheng must find a way to get it. In this case, the issue of food can be postponed for the time being.

"Director Yuncheng?" Ming You saw Zhu Yuncheng lost in thought and reminded him, feeling uneasy. He had finally persuaded the God of Salt to agree to the 50,000 kilograms of salt, and he had solemnly guaranteed that the people of Guiliji would be able to exchange it.

"Of course!" Zhu Yuncheng narrowed his eyes when he saw the white salt, his heart filled with joy. With so much salt, in addition to offering 10,000 kilograms to the immortals and demons, the remaining 40,000 kilograms could be sold to the people of Guiliji, allowing them to taste the salt.

Ning Kuan looked at the large amount of salt and said to Zhu Yuncheng worriedly, "Director, I'm afraid our currency bureau can't store so much salt, and I think it's difficult to preserve this salt."

"You are right." Zhu Yuncheng nodded, but he already had a way to deal with it. He looked at the demon god Marcosius who was busy exchanging Mora with other Guiliji people.

"Lu~" Marcosius noticed Zhu Yuncheng's gaze, and a doll greeted him, and at the same time said in a voice transmission: "Xiaoyun, is it difficult to preserve the salt?"

Zhu Yuncheng nodded.

Marcosius: "Salt is indeed difficult to preserve. Leave this matter to me. Just ask them to put the salt in a dry place."

Zhu Yuncheng thought about it and asked these people to place the salt in a remote place in the Currency Bureau.

Fifty thousand kilograms of salt were exchanged for five hundred thousand Moras. Fortunately, following Gui Zhong's suggestion, the Emperor used his strength to melt the gold and forged ten million Moras. Considering the current price, ten million Moras was more than enough.

"Uncle Mingyou!" Zhu Yuncheng called to Mingyou affectionately, "The Salt God Territory is so far away from Guiliji. You have to go back and forth all night. Aren't you very tired? How about I treat you to a meal at lunch time?"

"This guy probably has some new ideas." Ning Kuan muttered to himself as he looked at Zhu Yuncheng like this.

Ming was a little surprised. This young man looked so serious last night, why was he like this today?

However, he was right. He and those people had come here from Yancheng in just one day, and their physical strength had already been severely depleted. They really needed a good meal. Since he wanted to treat us, why shouldn't he agree?

Thinking of this, Mingyou nodded slightly.

"Okay, let's go then." Zhu Yuncheng said with a smile, then looked at Ning Kuan and said, "Ning Pang, I'll trouble you, Zhu Xie and the Kitchen God to take good care of the affairs of the Currency Bureau."

"I, you, you just arrived less than ten minutes ago and you ran off to eat. Are you the director of the Monetary Bureau or am I the director of the Monetary Bureau?" Ning Kuan cursed in his heart!

In a restaurant in Guiliji, a young man came in with a tall man in pure white clothes. It was not yet noon and there were few people in the restaurant.

"Yuncheng, this way." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded. Zhu Yuncheng's body stiffened and he turned his head to look. He saw the emperor who had turned into a human form and finally sat aside with Liu Yun. It was the latter who greeted him.

"Emperor...Mr. Zhongli, Sister Liuli, Sister Xianyun!" Zhu Yuncheng reacted very quickly and called out their names in the human world.

"Is he your acquaintance?" Mingyou's stomach growled as he entered the restaurant. "Great, let's eat together."

Having said that, he sat directly at the seat at the Emperor's table.

"Oh my god, are you worthy?!" Zhu Yuncheng's heart skipped a beat and he hurried over.

"Sit down." Liuli winked at Zhu Yuncheng, "Mr. Zhongli and I just solved a big problem, so I wanted to come and see the situation of Guiliji."

"Please sit down." Xianyun also nodded to Zhu Yuncheng.

Zhu Yuncheng thought to himself that this was rude and then sat down.

At this time, the owner of the restaurant came out and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

Zhongli looked up: "Shopkeeper, what do you have?"

"There are young wild forest pork, roast chicken, Chinese cabbage..." The restaurant owner recited the menu and said at the end: "Everyone, now we don't charge Baoyu or others for dinner, but Mora."

"Yeah." Ming You glanced at the man and two women in front of him, then looked at Zhu Yuncheng: "You said please, can I order the food?"

"How dare I order food?" Zhu Yuncheng said to himself, then looked at the Emperor.

Zhongli didn't seem to care: "Since Yuncheng invited us, then you can order the food."

Xianyun had no objection either.

Ming nodded and ordered stir-fried pork, roasted chicken, and other meat dishes without hesitation, then took out a bag of salt: "Remember to sprinkle some when cooking these dishes."

The restaurant owner was surprised and asked, "What is this?"

"Salt. Food without salt will taste bland. Just add it." Ming You said.

Zhongli looked at the bag of salt and asked, "What's your name?"

"I am Ming You, a descendant of the Salt God." Ming You said, "What about you?"

"How dare you ask that!" Zhu Yuncheng complained in his heart.

"My name is Zhongli, and my names are Liuli and Xianyun." Zhongli said with a smile, "I noticed that you are much taller than the people of Guiliji. Is it because of the salt you eat?"