In the end, Ying paid with the Mora that the Childe had given her.
The second item is the Silk Flower.
The group went to Wanyou Boutique.
The owner, Bolai, displayed three of the finest varieties of Silk Flower, each with an elegant name.
Hidden in the Golden House, Cluster of Clouds, a fleeting, Divine Body From Guyun.
Zhongli then began to talk about the Silk Flower.
He said that this flower is a symbol of affection and loyalty in Liyue.
He said that girls in Liyue would sew Silk Flower into the lining of their beloved's clothes, hiding the stitches in the innermost layer so that no one could see them.
"The unseen sentiments," Zhongli said, "Are the most precious."
Upon hearing this, Bai You's heart suddenly stirred.
She turned her head and looked at Varesa.
Varesa was watching her too.
Their eyes met briefly in mid-air.
Varesa didn't speak, but simply reached out and quietly took Bai You's hand amidst the dazzling array of floral fabrics.
Her palms were warm and dry.
The tips of Bai You's ears turned a quiet red.
She remembered how Varesa had held her hand time and time again.
Varesa never expressed her feelings in particularly beautiful words.
But every movement she made was heavier than the Silk Flower.
" Little Bai You."
Varesa suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered.
"Hmm?"
"Look at that piece of cloth."
She pointed to "Cluster of Clouds ".
"The color suits you."
"I'll make you a dress later."
Bai You's face instantly turned bright red.
"He's... he's outside..."
"What happened outside?"
Varesa remained expressionless, but tightened her grip on her hand.
"Do I need to choose a place to make clothes for the person I like?"
Bai You couldn't speak, so she could only lower her head and pretend to look at the three kinds of Silk Flower.
Zhongli witnessed this scene but remained silent.
A strange feeling flickered in his golden-brown eyes.
He has guarded Liyue for 3,700 years and has witnessed too many partings and deaths.
But the two girls in front of him, one shy and the other composed, holding hands in front of the fabric stall, exuded a gentleness amidst their everyday life that he had rarely seen before.
He didn't disturb them, but silently picked out the best piece of the Silk Flower.
The balm was brewed in the Scent of Spring.
When the people of Liyue send off the immortals, they need to prepare seven kinds of fragrant balms, and the temperature, proportions, and order of the spices for each one are all very particular.
Miss Ying'er of Scent of Spring is a quick-witted and nimble-tongued girl.
She pulled Ying and Bai You along, laughing as they pounded the flower petals in the stone mortar.
"These two girls look unfamiliar; they must be from out of town."
"Hmm."
Bai You followed her example, crushing the petals bit by bit.
"Then you've come to the right place."
Ying'er lowered her voice, but her eyes glanced towards Varesa.
"The most important thing in making fragrant paste is the 'heart' behind it."
"The aroma of the wine you brew will carry the memory of whoever you're thinking of."
"I'm looking at this blue-haired girl," she winked at Bai You, "And the way you look at yourself is quite something."
Bai You's hand trembled, and she instinctively flinched.
"You... you're talking nonsense."
"Oh, you're blushing."
Ying'er laughed heartily.
Ying, standing beside him, rarely smiled.
Varesa showed no sign of embarrassment.
She stood beside Bai You, and upon hearing this, simply replied with a nonchalant remark.
"She's right."
"Look at her, she's no ordinary person."
Her candid remark startled Ying'er, who then laughed even harder.
Bai You wished she could bury her face in the floor.
But the tips of her ears were burning red.
By the time the seven kinds of balms were ready, it was already evening.
Ying'er put them into seven small porcelain bottles and sealed them one by one.
"Give me, the fairy's perfume."
She handed it to Ying, then took out another bottle and gave it to Bai You.
"This bottle is the one I brewed extra."
"We use the finest Silk Flower and the sweetest honey."
She winked at Bai You.
"It's not for sending off the gods."
"This is for both of you."
Bai You held the bottle of perfume, speechless for a long time.
In the end, she blushed and accepted it.
The Cleansing Bell was borrowed from Madame Ping.
It was a dusty copper bell; when you shook it, its clear, melodious sound could cleanse your mind.
Zhongli stood under the old locust tree outside the door, not going in, but only sending Ying and Paimon to fetch it.
Madame Ping sat in the courtyard, holding a teapot.
She looked at the two girls in front of her with a smile, her cloudy eyes gleaming with a light that seemed to have seen through the ways of the world.
Bai You knew that this seemingly ordinary old man was actually a celestial being.
She didn't point it out.
Madame Ping handed the Cleansing Bell to Ying, then glanced at Bai You.
"Little girl."
"Hmm?"
"Judging from your destiny, you are very fortunate."
The old man slowly took a sip of tea.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but the old man waved her hand to interrupt her.
"Go."
"Ring, I'll lend you that."
"Remember to return it to me after the ceremony."
"Things must be returned eventually."
"But fate, once remembered, doesn't need to be repaid."
Bai You was stunned.
She always felt that the old man's words were not just meant for Cleansing Bell.
The kite was bought from Granny Shan's stall.
The Rite of Parting involves releasing seven kites, symbolizing the Geo Archon and the Seven of the past.
Granny Shan was a kind old woman who made kites that were more exquisite than the last.
Bai You squatted in front of the stall, gazing intently at the seven kites.
The one belonging to the Geo Archon is tan and flies the most steadily.
The kite of the Wind God was blue; as soon as the string moved, it soared upwards with the help of the wind.
"What are you thinking about?"
Varesa crouched down beside her.
I was thinking,
Bai You's fingertips gently touched the blue kite.
"The wind is always the freest."
"It can go wherever it wants."
"What about that rock?"
Rock,
Bai You looked at the yellowish-brown kite with a qilin painted on it.
"Yan wants to stay and guard this piece of land; he can't leave."
"But wait until Iwa has enough..."
She paused.
"It can also become the most stable wind, carrying others to new heights."
Varesa looked at her and suddenly smiled.
After Ying bought the seven kites, Varesa bought one more for herself.
It was a small, pink kite with a round, chubby cat painted on it.
"This one," she handed the kite to Bai You, "Here you go."
"I'm not a child."
"To me, you are."
Varesa spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Bai You held the cat kite in her hand, a smile creeping onto her lips.
Everlasting Incense is the most difficult to make.
The group went to Bubu Pharmacy.
That's the most famous apothecary in Liyue Harbor, owned by Baizhu, a shrewd man who charges extremely high prices.
With a single stick of Everlasting Incense, he casually mentioned three million Mora.
Ying couldn't come up with the money, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
In the end, they summoned the Childe.
When the Childe arrived, he heard the offer of three million but didn't even lift an eyelid.
"Three million?"
He glanced at Baizhu.
"Yes, sir."
"Transaction completed."
Bai You watched from the side, unable to help but shake her head.
Childe, you really spend money like water. No wonder you can Zhongli out with that penniless Zhongli.