"Hehe…"
"For someone with a slightly bigger appetite, that amount of Mora is perfectly normal, right?"
Paimon scratched her head awkwardly while looking at Qiu Nian across the table.
"You even want an extra fifty thousand Mora…"
"If I raise it that much, I won't be able to afford feeding you anymore."
Lumine said with a headache, glancing at Paimon.
"Oh right, Qiu Nian."
"How much salary do you get at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor?"
Paimon asked curiously, her hands behind her back.
"Roughly a few million Mora per month."
Qiu Nian replied calmly.
"A few million Mora per month?!"
"You mean you just sit around at the funeral parlor telling stories and lecturing people, and you get paid millions of Mora?!"
Paimon's eyes widened in shock.
"Otherwise, why would I call it such a good job?"
Qiu Nian said with a smile.
Paimon's monthly food expenses of 250,000 Mora were roughly equivalent to a couple thousand yuan in his previous life.
The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's annual revenue was estimated to exceed hundreds of billions of Mora.
Even if Zhongli reimbursed 600,000 Mora every day, it would only add up to about 200 million Mora a year.
Of course, that was still a large number.
But compared to the funeral parlor's overall revenue, it was hardly significant.
Besides, Morax probably wouldn't really charge the parlor hundreds of thousands of Mora every single day.
…Probably.
Thinking about that possibility, Qiu Nian's expression became slightly strange.
As for why the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was so wealthy—
It was because Liyue's funeral industry was completely monopolized by them.
They handled everything related to life and death in Liyue.
From ordinary citizens to major merchant guilds and even government affairs.
Even the funerals of adepti and Rex Lapis himself were handled by the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
On top of that, they were responsible for maintaining the boundary between life and death.
And Hu Tao was already the 77th Director.
The previous generations had certainly accumulated considerable wealth.
Hu Tao often said that after Zhongli joined, the funeral parlor's business improved and employees learned much more—so the money spent on him was worth it.
It was basically like hiring a highly paid expert consultant.
Zhongli spent a lot, but the funeral parlor undoubtedly earned even more.
That was also the reason Hu Tao wanted to recruit Qiu Nian as a consultant.
His knowledge was just as vast as Zhongli's.
"Wow…"
"The Traveler doesn't even earn a million Mora a month."
"Qiu Nian, you're amazing!"
"I'm so jealous of intellectuals like you."
Paimon said enviously.
Lumine crossed her arms and gave Paimon a mischievous look.
"Doesn't earn a million Mora a month?"
"That can't be right. I've got over eight million Mora in my backpack right now."
Xuehua said in confusion while watching the scene.
[Story mode is story mode, the open world is the open world]
[Wow… a few million Mora per month]
[Qiu Nian is basically rich and handsome now]
[He really deserves the title 'noble son-in-law']
After finishing their meal, the three left Three-Foot Craving.
The moment they stepped outside, a cool evening breeze greeted them.
Qiu Nian couldn't help taking a deep breath.
"I should return to the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor."
"See you tomorrow."
Qiu Nian said.
"See you tomorrow!"
Paimon nodded cheerfully.
"See you tomorrow, Qiu Nian."
Lumine smiled, one hand resting lightly on her chest.
After parting ways with them, Qiu Nian didn't return to the funeral parlor immediately.
Instead, he went back to his small home in Jueyun Karst.
Upon arriving at the little house, he packed all the daily necessities into a jade token.
After thinking about it, he felt that might look strange.
So he took out a large sack from the jade token and placed the items inside it instead.
After finishing, he returned to Liyue Harbor.
When he arrived at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, he pushed the door open with the large sack on his back.
Inside, only Zhongli and Hu Tao were present.
Zhongli stood by the window, looking out at the street.
Hu Tao seemed to be organizing something, as if preparing to go out.
Hearing the door open, both of them turned toward the entrance.
"My old friend, you've returned."
Zhongli greeted calmly.
"Well, if it isn't our Consultant Qiu Nian."
"Where have you been all day?"
"And what's with that huge bag on your back?"
Hu Tao walked over, her bright plum-blossom eyes filled with curiosity.
"I went back to Jueyun Karst for a while."
"That place was once my home."
"So I thought I'd bring some of my daily necessities here."
Qiu Nian explained seriously.
"My goodness…"
"You spent the entire day traveling all the way there and back just for these household items?"
Hu Tao asked in disbelief.
"Forgive me if it sounds laughable, Director."
"I only bought these things a few days ago."
"And since I'll be living at the funeral parlor from now on, throwing them away would be wasteful."
"So I went back to retrieve them."
Qiu Nian explained politely.
"Besides, my purse is quite empty."
"I couldn't afford to hire a courier escort."
"So I had to carry them myself."
At those words, Zhongli looked at Qiu Nian with a somewhat peculiar expression.
Hu Tao, however, froze.
For a moment, she suddenly felt sympathy.
Just imagining the scholarly-looking Qiu Nian trekking through mountains alone simply because he didn't want to waste a bag of household items—
Made her expression complicated.
What kind of frugality was this?
Compared to Zhongli, the two of them were complete opposites.
"Consultant Qiu Nian…"
Hu Tao suddenly placed a heavy hand on his arm.
Qiu Nian looked at her in confusion.
"I'll give you this month's salary in advance."
"No need to be so stingy with yourself."
"In life… you should treat yourself a little better."
Hu Tao said earnestly.
"I understand."
"Thank you, Director."
Qiu Nian replied gratefully.
"That's better."
"Look at our Consultant Zhongli—your old friend."
"He spends money lavishly every day and lives quite comfortably."
"You two should learn from each other."
Hu Tao laughed and glanced toward Zhongli.
"The Director speaks wisely."
"I will certainly learn more from my old friend."
Zhongli nodded calmly.
"You two really do complement each other."
"But it's still strange."
"You two are actually old friends?"
"That's quite a sight for this Director."
Hu Tao looked back and forth between Zhongli and Qiu Nian, amused.
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