Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

"A Kuan, you've been in a daze the whole day, is there something wrong?"

In the room, Ning Kuan's wife looked at Ning Kuan sitting in front of the desk and couldn't help but come forward to show concern.

"I'm fine, I just don't know what to do." Ning Kuan sighed and rubbed the fat on his face. "In the past, I was looking forward to the Human King letting me retire so that I wouldn't be so busy, but when this day really came, I felt empty in my heart."

"You are such a person." Ning Kuan's wife shook her head helplessly, "With nothing to do, it's better to lie down at home, which is more comfortable than sitting. At worst, you can go out for a walk."

"Okay." Ning Kuan thought about it and stood up: "Then I'll go out for a walk."

"Grandpa, grandpa, there's an old man outside with the same name as the Minister of Education who wants to see you." Suddenly a little girl came skipping in, looked up and shouted.

"Minister of Education, Zhu Xie?" Ning Kuan knew as soon as he heard it that this old guy had also retired.

Sure enough, after opening the door, Zhu Xie, who also had gray hair and an extremely thin body, appeared.

"Old Zhu, what do you want to talk to me about?" Ning Kuan asked after inviting him in.

"I don't know what to do." Zhu Xie's voice was calm, quite similar to Zhu Tao's appearance back then, "I came out for a walk and when I came to your door, I wanted to come in and see you."

"We haven't seen each other for a while." Ning Kuan said, "You've grown old."

Zhu Xie picked up the teacup and took a sip: "We are all old."

These two heroes who initially followed Zhu Yuncheng are now over sixty years old, which is considered long-lived in Guili, where the average age is sixty.

Ning Kuan shook his head: "The Human King still looks like he's in his twenties. He never ages. I envy him so much."

"The Human King is extremely talented. I estimate that he has already become an immortal." Zhu Xie said, but there was not a trace of envy in his tone. As for death, he and Ning Kuan had already become indifferent to it. It was not the case that the longer one lives, the more afraid of death one becomes.

Ning Kuan took a sip of tea and said, "I say, there's nothing to talk about when you come to my place, why don't we go out for a walk?"

"Okay." Zhu Xie thought about it and nodded in agreement.

The two gray-haired old men immediately stood up and walked to the streets of Guili City together.

Before the autumn harvest begins, the trading market outside Guili City will not open, so the vendors set up their stalls inside Guili City.

The streets were not very crowded at this time, but there were still pedestrians. The vendors carefully arranged their stalls, displaying a variety of goods, from daily necessities to the latest handicrafts, which were dazzling and eye-catching.

The air was filled with the faint aroma of fireworks and spices, and the tempting aroma of food wafting from some snack stalls made people salivate. In the corners of the market, there were occasional bursts of vendors' cries, echoing in the streets, adding a bit of vitality and vigor.

People were walking leisurely in the market, some were carefully selecting goods, some were chatting and laughing with stall owners, and some children were running and playing happily.

Maybe it was because he was shopping with Ning Kuan, but Zhu Xie started to talk more. "I remember that there weren't so many stalls in Guili City before. At that time, the most people who set up stalls on the roadside were hunters who sold wild forest pork."

Ning Kuan sighed when he heard this: "Yes, I still remember that in the past, ordinary people would kneel down when they saw immortals, and would retreat away when they saw us."

Zhu Xie squinted his eyes: "Do you understand the meaning of retreating three steps?"

Ning Kuan was unconvinced: "Isn't it just to avoid it?"

Zhu Xie sighed again: "Your words make me wonder if you have ever read a book. The Human King told me that one of the three retreats means thirty miles."

Ning Kuan curled his lips and said, "I have only heard the Human King say this a few times, and I have not studied the meaning of it. After all, there are so many new words coming out of the Human King's mouth. I don't have so much time to study these new words. Only you, the Minister of Education, would do this."

As he spoke, Ning Kuan suddenly smelled a sweet scent, and he hurriedly ran towards the place where the sweet smell came from.

Zhu Xie raised his eyebrows and followed.

At one stall, the fire was burning brightly, and the sticky substance in the pot was making gurgling sounds.

"Shopkeeper, what is this?" Ning Kuan asked curiously as he looked at the object.

"Old man, this is candy," the shopkeeper said. "I sell sugar paintings here. If you have grandchildren, you can buy some."

Ning Kuan curled his lips and said, "This is the first time I've heard of sugar painting. How much do you sell it for?"

"One Samara." The shopkeeper picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of syrup. "If you want to buy it, you can choose the style. I can draw wild forest pigs, chickens or puppies, sweet flowers, pure hearts, and apple sunset fruits."

As early as five years ago, Hua Hua successfully tamed the Pian Pian Hua according to Zhu Yuncheng's instructions. Now there are more than 300 tamed Pian Pian Hua in Guiliji. Sugar is no longer a rare thing.

"Huo, I've never seen this before. Give me one!" Ning Kuan took out Mora from his arms.

"Old man, you should go back and look for your grandchildren first, otherwise the sugar will become hard when it gets cold by the time you bring it back," the shop owner advised.

This time, Ningkuan was unhappy: "What, I can't eat? Look at my teeth, they're fine!" As he said that, Ningkuan showed his white teeth.

The shopkeeper never thought that such a gray-haired old man could have such good teeth. He was embarrassed for a moment, and then immediately said, "Okay, old man, I'll do it right away."

"Oh, right, the one next to me wants one too. Give him a dog. I want sunset fruit."

Zhu Xie: “….”

"Okay!" The shopkeeper nodded in agreement, then scooped up another spoonful of syrup and began to paint on the chopping board in front of him. He was seen drawing circles horizontally and vertically, and in a few strokes a sugar painting in the shape of a sunset fruit was completed. Then he quickly drew a puppy and handed it to Zhu Xie.

Zhu Xie took the sugar painting and said thoughtfully, "Shopkeeper, what do you do?"

Shopkeeper: “….Ah?”

"I mean, what did you do before, farming, hunting or something?"

"Oh, oh, oh!" The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly. "I used to be a hunter, but later I injured my knee in an accident and stopped going. When I have nothing to do at home, I like to draw something. I saw that candy is selling hot here, but there are too many people selling candy, so I came up with this way to buy candy. You two old people, you know what, since I started selling these candy paintings, my business has improved a lot."

Ning Kuan bit off a small half of the steaming sugar painting in one bite. Although it tasted similar to ordinary candy, it looked very good.

"Let's go and have a look somewhere else."

Just as Ning Kuan was mumbling, a familiar voice rang out: "Boss, two strings of sugar paintings, a wild forest pig, and a sweet flower!"