In Liyue, shops with Millelith stationed at the door were usually official government stores.
Ordinary shops, even high-end ones, didn't get dedicated Millelith guards.
So, Chef Mao's curiosity was piqued.
"Thank you."
Chef Mao thanked the passerby and hurriedly ran over.
But as soon as he arrived, his heart skipped a beat when he saw the two Millelith soldiers standing like statues at the entrance.
Why are there Millelith guards here?
Is this some restricted area?
Without hesitation, Chef Mao rushed past them.
"Guoba! Guoba!"
He shouted as he ran inside the shop.
"Lu... Lu..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Guoba, who was still jumping up and down trying to reach the jar, turned around abruptly.
The sudden turn caused his round body to bump into the cabinet.
Wobble.
A Common Jar on the edge of the shelf lost its balance and fell.
CRASH!
A crisp shattering sound echoed through the small shop as the jar broke into pieces on the floor.
Amidst the shards, a single slip of paper appeared.
Felix: "..."
Watching this unfold, the corner of Felix's mouth twitched.
Guoba actually broke a jar.
Well, at least Xiangling's dad was here.
It shouldn't be a problem.
"Lu... Lu..."
Guoba was startled by the crash and instinctively ran to Chef Mao for safety.
"I'm so sorry!"
Chef Mao, who had witnessed the accident as he ran in, looked at Felix with an apologetic expression. "My Guoba broke your jar. I'll pay for it."
He had glanced at the sign outside—it was a Jar Shop, likely selling ceramics.
Liyue had many ceramic shops, the most famous being Ying'er's Scent of Spring.
He didn't know when this new shop had opened, but that didn't matter. He had to pay for the damage.
It was only right. Guoba broke it, so he would buy it.
"Okay."
Felix nodded. "Since Guoba broke it, please pay the bill. That will be 100,000 Mora. Thank you for your patronage."
Chef Mao: "????"
Chef Mao's apologetic smile froze on his face.
How much?
One hundred thousand Mora?
Did he hear that right?
Chef Mao's eyes bulged. What the hell?!
He had only one thought in his mind: I'm being scammed!
"What did you say? 100,000 Mora for a jar? What kind of black market shop are you running?!"
Chef Mao stared at Felix in disbelief. "This is Liyue! You dare to scam people in broad daylight?!"
The shopkeeper was young and handsome, but his words were insane.
Does he think he can just rob people?
A clay jar like this was worth maybe a dozen Mora. A few dozen at most.
Even the exquisite porcelain vases at Ying'er's shop—masterpieces of craftsmanship—only cost a few thousand Mora. Maybe ten thousand for a rare piece.
But 100,000?
For this?
Chef Mao looked at the shards on the floor. The craftsmanship was average. Not crude, but definitely not art.
It was worth a hundred Mora, tops.
And this kid wanted 100,000?
Damn it, this is robbery!
And with the Millelith right outside? How bold was this scammer?
"I run a Jar Shop, not a black market shop."
Felix shook his head calmly. "Every jar I sell has a clear price. 100,000 Mora each. The price is high because there's something inside. Customers pay 100,000 for the chance to open one."
"Guoba belongs to Wanmin Restaurant. He broke a jar, so you naturally have to pay the 100,000 Mora. There's a slip of paper inside, so it's not like you got nothing."
"If you don't believe me, ask the Millelith outside. Lady Ningguang and Lady Keqing were here just a while ago. They bought over a dozen jars and spent over a million Mora. They left satisfied. The guards can testify to that."
Chef Mao: "??????"
Chef Mao was stunned.
This guy was serious? One jar for 100,000?
And... Lady Ningguang and Lady Keqing? Two of the Liyue Qixing came here and spent a million Mora?
Bullshit.
Why would the Tianquan and Yuheng come to a place like this to buy clay pots?
Chef Mao looked at the slip of paper lying among the shards. You want me to pay 100,000 Mora for a piece of paper?
This was definitely a scam.
And he was using the Millelith's presence to intimidate him?
How dare he!
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