After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 409 Routine

The story told by the storyteller finally came to its final chapter.

After the last comment was made, Wendy touched her belly and smiled brightly.

As clear as the blue sky, without any haze, he said to Yuan Zhuoyue: "Let's go eat something together now! I have already booked a table at Liuli Pavilion... I heard that the fine wine they give away with the meal is only available here, no one else has it!"

His excited and longing look was as if the wine, which had not yet met him, was already emitting unparalleled temptation.

This wine lover couldn't resist it at all.

But for Wendy, Yuan Zhuoyue did not believe these words, which were almost like inviting her to dinner.

After all, before this, Wendy had shown them how tight her financial situation was.

He would come to their place from time to time to eat and drink for free, and often even let others pay for him.

Of course, the generous wallet did not belong to Yuan Zhuoyue, after all, she was not well off.

The Mora that was collected a few days ago was also used up while preparing gifts for his relatives and friends.

The ones who kept paying the bills were the Dragon King Ruota and Guizhong, who had been inseparable from her for some unknown reason.

Although King Rudra always complained, he was straightforward and efficient when paying the bill.

There is not much resistance to having to pay for unexpected expenses.

From this, it can be seen that the relationship between the immortals of Liyue and the God of Wind of the neighboring country is actually quite good.

Upon hearing this, the Dragon King Ruo Tuo narrowed his eyes and raised a questioning voice: "It's rare that you are so thoughtful that you would think of inviting us to a banquet. But... I guessed correctly that your real intention is to go to the bar! You didn't hear from others that the new wine from Liuli Pavilion tastes good, so you wanted to try it and booked a table there, right?"

The blue-robed bard immediately revealed an awkward yet polite smile on his face. Although he did not say anything, that embarrassed smile was enough to explain everything.

Seeing his behavior, the Rādhāra Dragon King, who had expected this, continued to ask calmly, "...I'm afraid you can't afford the meal?"

Wendy nodded confidently and admitted, "You guessed right! I haven't paid yet!"

The eyelids of the Ruotu Dragon King twitched, and he frowned and asked, "Then how did you decide on the table at the Liuli Pavilion?"

Wendy replied with a smile: "A forging master who is good at Feng Shui, a special consultant of the Weaving Department, and a guest of the Wangsheng Hall, that is really useful!"

Although he had expected this, King Rāshtra still raised his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes.

He was silent for a moment before opening his eyes. He hesitated to speak again, and finally said helplessly: "... From now on, you can use my name or her name to settle the account, but don't involve Mo... Zhongli!"

Wendy naturally nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay! I will definitely not do this next time."

But then, he turned his gaze to Yuan Zhuoyue who remained silent, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, hey! What's that look in your eyes? I just treated you to a good drink not long ago. Now I ask you to treat me to a meal. Is that too much?"

Yuan Zhuoyue was speechless after hearing this: "...Are you sure you invited us to drink? Didn't you shamelessly ask the wine merchants attending the meeting to come?"

"Then just tell me whether you drank or not!" Wendy said unconvincedly, with her hands on her hips, "If I wasn't the judge, would you three be able to drink so much free good wine with me?!"

Yuan Zhuoyue replied bluntly: "That's hard to say."

Although Yuan Zhuoyue knew Wendy's true identity, he also knew that this seemingly unreliable guy was not as cheerful as he appeared to be.

But when he was really in the same room with the God of Wind, his words and actions were so outrageous that even if Yuan Zhuoyue wanted to show some respect, he couldn't do it at all.

Wendy then put on a shameless look: "I don't care, I am a guest who came from afar after all, what's wrong with you as the host treating me to a meal?"

Yuan Zhuoyue said indifferently: "Have you ever heard of the saying that the guest should follow the host's wishes?"

As a bystander, Guizhong felt that Yuan Zhuoyue and the God of Wind who came from afar got along quite well.

Although she could see that the God of Wind was deliberately making trouble to make Yuan Zhuoyue uncomfortable, Yuan Zhuoyue did not care much about it. He was even willing to follow the other party's ideas and accompany him in such nonsense.

Of course, in the end, Wendy got what she wanted and attended the banquet at Qu Sheng's Liuli Pavilion, and drank the wine she had always dreamed of.

However, the person who paid for the banquet in the end was not the Dragon King Rudra who had always acted as their wallet in the past.

But he was another uninvited guest who wanted something from someone.

It was another middle-aged man. Wendy, who had finally gotten to the table as she had wished, entered the box after having had enough food and drink.

Then the middle-aged man briefly explained the reason for his rash visit.

This is because the calligraphy passed down from his ancestors, which originated from the calligraphy of the Emperor, was accidentally destroyed by a child in the family.

The middle-aged man, the old father who is in his octogenarian, cherishes such treasures very much and regards the calligraphy as half of his life.

The middle-aged man knew how much his old father valued this inherited treasure, so he did not dare to tell his parents about it.

So he planned to make a fake one, hoping to use the trick of using someone else's trick to conceal the matter from the public.

It was also because he knew that Mr. Zhongli from the Wangsheng Hall was so good at imitating the Emperor's handwriting that it was almost indistinguishable from the original.

That's why he had the audacity to ask Zhongli to copy the calligraphy for him for a large sum of money.

Yuan Zhuoyue: “……?” Again?

This is such a familiar routine...

Although middle age is the time for people to make breakthroughs, these guys are a little too hardworking.

Yuan Zhuoyue had met several groups of people before, and they probably all thought that the guest official of the Wangsheng Hall was in a state of amnesia, which might make her easier to fool, so they kept appearing by her side.

Although she didn't know now what the purpose of this middle-aged man in front of her was in asking Zhongli to write a few words.

Yuan Zhuoyue, who already has experience, can be sure that the purpose behind this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared is definitely not pure.

But when the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. Yuan Zhuoyue really wants to know what new tactics this new player will bring.

However, when Yuan Zhuoyue was thinking about these things, his gaze drifted to Wendy, who was standing not far from him and looked as if she was watching the fun.

She was certain in her heart that the God of Wind, who had a thousand winds to serve as his eyes and ears, must have known it long ago.

This uninvited guest who wants to ask for something will appear in front of her at the right time.