Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 114 Wandering Through the Streets and Alleys

Xumi, Grand Bazaar.

"Freshly baked traditional charcoal coconut cakes, take a look!"

"High-quality weaponry, an essential choice for home and travel!"

"Don't miss Inatsume Yaedo's brand new light novel, 'The Beautiful and Wise Fox Deity's Daily Life of Fried Tofu'!"

As the largest market in Sumeru City, the Grand Bazaar was bustling with merchants even though it was lunchtime.

Mu Feng held Nilu's little hand tightly as they squeezed through the crowd, preventing the little girl, who was constantly looking around, from disappearing into the bustling flow of people.

"Mu Feng...brother...that."

Little Nilu tugged at Mu Feng's sleeve with difficulty, her bright eyes fixed on the stall selling rice balls not far away, and she swallowed hard.

The stall's steamers were neatly arranged with rows of dark red rice balls, the plump rice wrapping fish and poultry meat soaked in sauce, and the aroma of purple patisarana instantly attracted many passing merchants to stop and watch.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Judt."

"Hey, good afternoon, Xiao Mufeng."

"Another person taking Xiao Ni out to play."

The very young owner of the rice tower stall wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and turned around. When he saw the two familiar little figures in front of his stall, he couldn't help but smile and joke.

Mu Feng nodded, then looked up at the steaming rice tower on the steamer and pointed to the top few pieces.

"Two... never mind, let's have three."

"okay."

Zhu Te agreed and skillfully picked out the three largest rice cakes from the steamer, placed them on a small porcelain plate, and handed them to the little guest in front of him.

"Thank you, Mr. Judt."

Mu Feng took the small plate, handed over the Mora in his hand, thanked her, and then pulled the impatient Xiao Nilu to sit down at a small table.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Mufeng and Xiao Nilu?"

Just as he sat down, a slightly familiar voice came from behind him, followed by a large hand patting heavily on Mu Feng's shoulder.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Afsin. How did the goods sell today?"

Mu Feng grimaced and pushed away Afsin's outstretched hand, cautiously pulling Xiao Nilu into his arms, afraid that this reckless guy might suddenly decide to slap the little girl as well.

"Of course, they sell extremely well!"

"Let me tell you, that new thing is..."

When his business was mentioned, Afsin's professional instincts kicked in, and he began to enthusiastically describe his products and his "magical stories."

"Alright, Afsin, don't try to fool the children with your made-up stories."

Judt, also carrying a plate of rice towers, sat down at the table and, as usual, interrupted Afsin's eloquent speech.

"Hey, you know what, with Xiao Mufeng's intelligence, I can't fool him."

Afsin tapped his forehead, then pouted in frustration.

"You have no idea, the first time I sold something to this little guy, he found seventeen flaws in the story and criticized it mercilessly."

"Since then, I've never dared to make up any stories in front of Xiao Mufeng again!"

Upon hearing Afsin's complaints, Jut burst into laughter. He never expected that this shrewd businessman, who was so successful at telling stories and selling goods, would actually suffer a setback.

"Ouch...it hurts."

Just as Afsin was pouring out his grievances, little Nilu, who had been staring at the rice tower on the table and swallowing her saliva, quietly reached out to steal a bite, but was scalded by the scalding steam.

"Mu Feng... Brother... Brother!"

With teary eyes, Xiao Nilu angrily held up her scalded red finger in front of Mu Feng, trying to find reliable support to teach the evil Mi Yuanta a lesson.

She's not someone to be trifled with!

"Nel, I told you to be careful not to burn yourself."

Helpless, Mu Feng pressed the Eye of God against her scalded fingertip, scooped up a small piece of rice ball wrapped with poultry with a spoon, blew on it gently, and carefully offered it to the little girl's mouth.

Little Nilu swallowed the rice ball viciously, as if to avenge the scalding sensation she had just suffered.

Hi, I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to say something about Nel when she was little...

Watching the little girl wolf down her food, Mu Feng thought to himself with a touch of wicked amusement.

In the end, two and a half of the three rice balls on the table ended up in the little girl's stomach, along with a small cup of Sunset Berry Drink bought from the stall next door.

……

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Mu Feng led the satisfied Xiao Nilu toward the Zuber Theater.

"Huh? Is the theater under renovation today?"

Mu Feng looked around in surprise and then noticed the large curtains surrounding the theater and the scattered wood and decorating tools on the ground.

"Yes, Mr. Zubair recently received a sum of money and invited a scholar of the Theory of Wonders to redesign the theater's decor."

A member of the theater stopped Mu Feng and Ni Lu, who had come to watch the performance, and explained apologetically.

"I'm sorry, but we probably won't be able to hold any large-scale performances until the renovations are complete."

"Oh, I see. Well, thank you for your time."

After glancing at the female scholar standing in the distance, pointing and gesturing at the construction site with a thick stack of blueprints, Mu Feng had no choice but to helplessly take the dejected Xiao Nilu back home.

but……

Mu Feng weighed the still heavy Mora bag in his hand. If there hadn't been a performance, it seemed like he was carrying a lot of Mora. What should he do?

It's impossible for him to return it. He earned his own private savings through his own efforts, so he doesn't need to pay it back.

Furthermore, Dad's act of secretly hiding money is a serious betrayal of Mom's feelings and must be severely stopped and condemned!

Sigh, think about how much he has contributed to the harmony of this family and how heavy the responsibility he has borne. After all, figuring out how to spend such a large sum of Mora must be a headache, isn't it?

No need for thanks, just remember to hide more next time.

See, Mu Feng is such a noble and virtuous person, he understands applause!

"Mr. Hushang, bring me two of the latest toys."

So, after buying the toy that Xiao Nilu had been longing for and the books she had been eyeing for a long time, the money bag that was just bulging was finally emptied.

Mu Feng put the money pouch into the Eye of God space with satisfaction, and set off on the way home with Little Nil, who was happily playing with her new toy.

Today is another day to do good deeds anonymously.

"Hello, could you please give me the same toy?"

Mu Feng, who had already walked a distance away, subconsciously turned around, and a strangely familiar figure in front of the toy stall instantly came into his view.

That's... Catherine?!

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