Chapter 832: The Intentions of the Scattered Soldiers
"Then come on, even though I'm almost as good as him in terms of footwork, I really can't help you."
Personality and world outlook are things that are shaped after birth.
Although there is no such thing as the beginning of mankind in Teyvat, a lot of wisdom can be summarized and concluded through time and all social phenomena.
When Albedo came to Mondstadt, he gained a naughty sister, freedom and care from the Land of a Thousand Winds, and the love of his family.
Although there are similarities between androids and dolls, judging from life experiences, Albedo's happiness index is definitely far superior to Lei Dapao's.
The description that they are as different as heaven and earth is definitely not an exaggeration.
"Let's go. I hope no girls will come over and ask to take photos of you for a photo album later."
At that time, you can choose to call the Qianyan Army over, but whether you can call them over is a problem.
Oh hoo hoo~
Gu Sanqiu came to Sanbing’s stall and unexpectedly found that the other party’s “business” was quite good?
He was selling some small wooden toys. Swords were considered very common versions, and there were even a few exquisitely shaped cannon models.
The weapons on the stalls were clearly marked with prices, and it was specifically noted that children had to be accompanied by a guardian when purchasing them.
Guo Beng really didn't lie, he really wanted to participate in the event, otherwise based on his personality he wouldn't have specifically listed such "useless" things.
But the reason remains a mystery.
However, his current appearance is quite interesting. The large decoration was put aside, and he was wearing a suspender apron to prevent his clothes from being stained by sawdust.
It is the apron that ordinary housewives (husbands) wear when cooking.
Guo Beng was sitting on a wooden stake, wearing gloves and doing carpentry work seriously. There was a sign next to him that read "Professional movements, please do not imitate."
Because apart from some delicate work that requires tools, most of the time he just works on the wood himself.
This is the advantage of being strong: simple and crude.
"It looks like it's imitating those super cannons you have at home."
The soldier looked up and said, "What do you need? All the toys are clearly marked with prices. Models that require personal customization will cost double the price."
Gu Sanqiu: ...
"Do I look like I'm here to discuss business with you?"
"I know you're not here to discuss business, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to make some money from you."
Sanbing patted the sawdust on his sleeves and said, "If you have nothing to do, please move aside and don't stop my customers from spending money. Customers who are willing to spend money are much more important than you."
Gu Sanqiu turned sideways and pointed at the wooden stake under his butt.
"Then the question is, where did you get the wood? Did you just find a random place to cut it down privately? This behavior is illegal in our Liyue."
"This behavior is illegal in any country. In the Nata Kingdom and the Xumi Desert, people who cut down trees without permission will even be executed on the spot."
"Don't worry, all the materials were purchased with real money from the Fools. The rich are so good at making money, and it would be a shame not to spend a little more on them."
Gu Sanqiu: ...
It is truly an honor for Pantalone to have colleagues like you.
Sanbing placed the semi-finished product on the workbench, gathered the edges to secure it, then picked up the carving knife and began to carve patterns with a serious look on his face.
“Why not use your fingernails?”
Guo Beng did not answer Gu Sanqiu, but finished carving the pattern seriously. After a long sigh, he threw the unfinished product to Gu Sanqiu.
"Because using nail polish looks casual, I can't price my products high."
Gu Sanqiu took the unfinished product. The style of this weapon was a bit similar to that of a crescent-shaped sword, and also somewhat similar to the naginata in the hands of the cook.
"Well, I've never seen the pattern above. Did you see it during your archaeological excavation?"
"Yes, but it's not something particularly rare. It's just that if you look at it from different angles, the patterns are different, just like the kaleidoscope of Fontaine. "
Guo Beng sneered: "It's just a crude toy."
Gu Sanqiu reminded quietly: "This crude toy was made by your hands."
The soldier paused while cutting the wood, then threw it into the scrap heap.
This piece of wood is scrap.
"Why did you think of making wood carvings? I thought you would choose to sell some special products from various countries. Don't your executives travel around the world every day?"
"It's boring. Things that can be bought casually are not worth my time setting up a stall here in my opinion."
Regarding Guo Beng's attitude towards money, Gu Sanqiu could only say that Pantalone must have many elegant words that he wanted to express quickly.
Sanbing glanced at Gu Sanqiu and said, "I was planning to open a forging shop here, but the event didn't allow it."
"I have a lot of experience in making weapons."
"I can see that."
All the wooden swords and knives on display have a magical sense of "sharpness" contained in them, but they do not really have any lethal power.
This is also the reason why Guobeng’s weapon toys sell well.
Only after putting on makeup can one achieve the realm of "beauty", which is always different from the naturally beautiful handsome men and beautiful women.
"Why don't you leave? Do you want to see me smile at the guests and say 'welcome to come again' before you feel at ease?"
Gu Sanqiu grinned: "I will wait here until the event is over, or even until the end of time, and you won't tell anyone. Do you want to make a bet?"
"You already know what I will do. What's the point of such a bet?"
The soldier took off his sleeves and put them aside, then picked up the large teacup next to the workbench and took a sip.
"Let me guess, you came here just to ask me what I want to do, because you still don't know why I am participating in the event so obediently, right?"
Gu Sanqiu nodded.
Guo Beng sighed, "What a boring reason to come here."
Gu Sanqiu's mouth twitched: "Do you want me to call Inazuma over to treat you to fried meat with naginata? By the way, this is called love education in our Liyue."
Sanbing glanced at Gu Sanqiu coldly.
Call the parents if you can’t win?
You are very good, the incense burner!
"My purpose of coming here is very simple, that is to experience the feeling of home."
Gu Sanqiu: “…reasonable.”
Although he really wanted to say, "I guess there's nothing wrong with your brain," after thinking about it, he found that this was indeed more in line with Guo Beng's thinking and life.
"You must have seen a lot of relic machines, what do you think?"
Gu Sanqiu thought for a while and said, "Well, if there weren't thousands of them forming an array and a sophisticated operating program to configure the firepower, they would pose no threat to people like us."
Guo Beng whispered, "This is strength. Have you ever observed a magical phenomenon? The relic machines will attack all living things within the range, but they have never attacked the Hillock people."
"In the wild, there are even hillbillies dancing around the relic machines. It is an ancient and traditional culture, similar to the ancient Liyue Nuo dance for praying for health and safety."
"You and I both know the true history, so I don't need to worry about telling you the wrong story."
"The relic machines can tell that the Hillockmen are the creatures they once protected."
"In many places, you can even see Qiuqiu people repairing the remains of the machinery, and helping to pull out weeds for some machinery that can't be restarted."
"How should I put it? It's like wanting to bury my companion with dignity, I guess."
"In your event, I can still feel the love and warmth from my family."
“Although I don’t like these things, I can feel them.”
"Mass-produced machines can still remember the people they once protected. You can say that's the underlying logic, but why can't it be a true emotional component?"
"The cultivators are war machines and invaders, but to that group in the past, the cultivators are guardians, just like your position in Liyue today."
"Compassion, care, and protection."
"There is even... love."
Guo Beng's expression was neither happy nor sad: "The technology level is low, and even machines with extremely fragile structures can have heart and love."
"Why can't have all of this? I haven't even felt the most ordinary 'heart'."
