Help I Reincarnated in Genshin and Ganyu Keeps Feeding Me Coconut Milk

Wait, what?!

Was Ningguang just pulling rank on him with that?

Well—complaints aside, Xu Zheng knew he still had to come up with something.

After pondering for a moment, an idea hit him—lottery tickets, like back on Blue Star.

Liyue didn't have anything like that yet.

Truly, I'm a genius!

"I've got an idea, Ningguang-dajie," he said confidently.

"Oh? That fast?" Ningguang propped one arm on her desk, resting her chin on her palm.

"You don't need to call me daren—just call me 'Big Sis'."

That elegant, magnetic older-sister tone nearly sent Xu Zheng spiraling.

This woman is way too skilled!

Pulling himself together, Xu Zheng began to explain.

"My idea is to start a lottery system.

Basically, it works like a large-scale raffle.

We define a ten-digit number as a ticket. The organizers draw one winning number.

Players choose their own ten-digit number, and if all ten match the drawn number in order—they hit the jackpot.

Of course, we can set second and third prizes too, based on how many digits match, and whether order matters or not.

The key is massive promotion, and generous prizes.

Say the jackpot is five million. If hundreds of thousands of people spend tens of millions total buying tickets…

The profits would be astronomical."

Ningguang said nothing at first, seemingly calculating behind those thoughtful eyes.

Finally, she spoke.

"So the profits depend entirely on how many people participate.

How do you plan to ensure hundreds of thousands will buy in?"

Xu Zheng answered without missing a beat.

"First, the jackpot has to be huge—life-changing huge.

Second, ticket prices should be low. So cheap everyone can afford a shot.

That way, people will think, 'Why not? What if I win?'

And let's be real—everyone has this weird belief that they're secretly the chosen one.

Third, when someone does win, we promote it everywhere.

Prove the game is real, not a scam.

Fourth, the organizing body must be credible and trusted."

Ningguang was silent again, deep in thought.

She had to admit—it was a solid business model.

Maybe it wouldn't make much at the start… but once it gained traction?

It would make money in its sleep.

"It's a brilliant idea," she finally said.

"But with something this lucrative… you're really willing to give it up for a concert venue?"

Xu Zheng grinned.

"Why not? It's just an idea. I can always come up with more.

Besides, Xinyan's my friend. If one idea can make her happy, that's a trade I'll make any day."

Money wasn't an issue anymore—milk tea profits were more than enough.

Why chase riches when you've already got what you want?

Ningguang's eyes shone with admiration.

He didn't just have a sharp business mind—he had character too.

Confidence, generosity, creativity—he had it all.

"Alright. I'll assign a dedicated area for Xinyan's performances," she said.

"And if the lottery takes off, you'll receive your share of the profits."

But Xu Zheng shook his head.

"I don't want any profits. My share—donate it to the people who need it most."

Ningguang was visibly surprised.

The money he was turning down wasn't pocket change—it was enough to live a life of luxury.

And yet he gave it all up, just like that?

Her thoughts drifted back to her own childhood.

Back then, she had no shoes. She'd walked barefoot from Yaoguang Shoal to the South Wharf, selling goods just to survive.

If someone had offered her a little support back then… maybe life wouldn't have been so hard.

A rare, genuine smile crept onto Ningguang's face.

"Then your share will be donated as requested," she said.

"And on top of that, I'll allocate half of the total profits to help the needy."

Xu Zheng blinked in surprise.

He hadn't expected that kind of follow-up.

"Ningguang-dajie… you're amazing."

"Care to stay for some tea?"

Somehow, she'd already produced a pot of flower tea—the same kind sold at Wanmin Restaurant.

"Sure thing, Big Sis."

Xu Zheng casually pulled out a chair and sat down across from her.

"Hmph! You sure make yourself at home quickly."

Ningguang chuckled lightly. But… that "Big Sis" was actually pretty nice to hear.

By the time Xu Zheng left, it was already late afternoon.

They'd even had lunch together.

Xu Zheng felt like his brain had been completely squeezed dry.

Ningguang had grilled him for seven or eight business ideas.

He'd basically dumped every money-making method he could remember from Earth.

Nothing left. Not a drop.

But… he had to admit, Ningguang's business acumen was terrifying.

Half the time, he barely pitched a concept, and she was already planning its full implementation.

Standing in the middle of the street, Xu Zheng felt like the past few months had been a dream.

Hosting daily parties with his favorite characters?

Was there any joy greater than this?

Now the real question was—if he invited Ningguang to the next hangout, would she actually show up?

Xu Zheng decided to stop by Yuehai Pavilion to check in with Ganyu.

Even if she wasn't actively missing him… it was still polite to let her know he was back.

At that moment, a lonely pen rolled across the floor.

Ganyu sat staring blankly at the ceiling, eyes vacant and unfocused.

She'd lost count of how many times she'd spaced out today.

Ever since Xu Zheng left to meet Ningguang, she'd been on edge.

She knew Ningguang wouldn't do anything to him.

But still… the "master worrying about their disciple traveling alone" vibe was very real.

He sighed!

Just then, the door creaked open.

"Xiao Xu Zheng?"

Ganyu perked up instantly—the words flew out before she even realized it.

"Ganyu-daren, what did you say?" asked the staff member who entered.

"N-nothing!"

The light faded from Ganyu's eyes again as she slumped back into her chair.

Then—

"Master, I'm back!"

Her ahoge sprang straight up, then drooped again.

Was she… hallucinating now?

"Master!"

She heard his voice again.

The ahoge sprang to life once more as Ganyu jumped to her feet and looked toward the window.

Just as Xu Zheng walked through the door.

The instant she saw him, a flash of joy crossed her face—

—but she quickly masked it with her usual professional expression.

"Master, did you miss me?" Xu Zheng teased.

"No. I was just… tired from work, looking out the window."

Ganyu replied weakly, trying (and failing) to sound cool.

"Woman… you've successfully captured my attention."

Suddenly, Xu Zheng was in full over-the-top CEO mode.

The nearby staffers were floored.

Wait. What?

Is this… is this what they're like all the time?

Is this the same Ganyu-daren they knew?

Why did she give off such strong "soft wife" vibes all of a sudden?

Absolutely stunned.