"How about one thousand Mora?" Morax said, holding up one finger.
"One thousand?!" The shopkeeper's eyes widened as he asked in disbelief.
"Yes, one thousand. If that isn't enough, you can name your price."
"No, no, no... I mean, isn't one thousand... a bit too much?" The shopkeeper was stunned. One thousand Mora was no small sum.
At this point, when even the Archon War had yet to end, one thousand Mora had almost the same purchasing power as five hundred thousand Mora would later.
Mora was only used within Liyue at the time and had yet to spread across Teyvat. With Liyue's population still small, the amount in circulation was very limited, making Mora extremely valuable.
"A piece crafted with care over three or four months deserves that price. It isn't too much. In fact, I think it's a little low," Morax explained.
"Well..." The shopkeeper was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that such a little wooden box would sell for one thousand Mora. The thrill of striking it rich overnight made it all feel rather unreal.
"Then... all right."
Morax then took out one thousand Mora and handed it to the shopkeeper.
Under the shopkeeper's dazed gaze, Morax left the shop with Guizhong and the exquisite wooden box.
"This box is so beautiful. I'm going to make one exactly like it when I get back."
Guizhong gazed at the square wooden box in her hands as she spoke, brimming with delight.
She was just like a child who had received a new toy she had longed for.
"Strangely enough, I feel as though I've seen this box somewhere before," Morax said, sharing what was on his mind.
"Really?" Guizhong paused briefly at his words, then her smile grew even brighter. "Perhaps it's fate. Maybe it was destined to