I write novels in Liyue

It's really fortunate that Mr. Zhongli can listen to the hall master's nonsense with a serious face.

The business of the tavern will improve a lot, almost...

Forget it.

As long as the hall master is happy.

Seeing Hu Tao and Zhong Li walking away, Lao Meng looked at Miss Yiguan and said, "Come on, I saw the new book preview yesterday. Miss Fang Qiu's new book is said to be about healing and redemption. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Really? It seems that Miss Fang Qiu has finally returned to normal. Let me just say, such a gentle and lovely girl, how could she always like to abuse readers? I heard those people say before that Fang Qiu is an old thief...cough cough After Miss Fang Qiu writes "Children of the Weather", she will change her past, but I didn't expect it to become a prophecy."

The little sister Yiguan smiled and replied.

There is expectation in the tone.

Healing and redemption, it feels warm when you listen to it, and you must have a good night's sleep after watching it, right?

But, thinking of this, she felt that something was wrong, and asked:

"However, again, didn't the hall master just say that Miss Fang Qiu will help us promote the idea of ​​the Hall of Death in the new book?"

"I seem to have said, is there any problem?"

Lao Meng asked.

"Healing and redemption... How do they have anything to do with the idea of ​​the Hall of Past Death?"

The little sister Yiguan said.

"Uh……"

Lao Meng was speechless for a while, thought for a while, looked out of the window, outside the window, the bleak winter wind rolled up the thick fog, and drifted mightily into the distance, and said, "Trust Miss Fang Qiu."

At this time, Hu Tao was pulling a small cart, humming "Ten Treasure Bandits", a revised version of "Ten Qiuqiu People" written by Fang Qiu, and walking towards Wanwen Jishe with a smile on her face.

"Ten treasure robbers ran around for food, one choked to death and couldn't be rescued, only nine remained out of ten. Nine treasure robbers, sleepless late at night was really sleepy, fell asleep and died, nine only eight... "

"Is this a new ballad created by the hall master?"

Zhongli asked.

"It's not bad. Fang Qiu wrote it to me. It feels like it can compete with my "Qiuqiu Ballad"."

Walnut said with a smile.

"Under the finer details, there is indeed some meaning."

Zhongli nodded.

A group of treasure robbers passing by couldn't help listening to it, and couldn't help feeling a little chill all over.

These people actually made a ballad to curse their Treasure Squad!

He couldn't bear it immediately.

The King of Rocks can bear this matter, but the Great Sage Conquering Demons cannot bear it!

Damn it!

"You two stop!"

He turned back angrily and scolded.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhong Li and Hu Tao turned around.

Then, in a daze, he saw the two eyes of God on Hu Tao and Zhong Li.

A gust of wind blew through, and the coolness permeated the whole body.

He suddenly felt that there was nothing unbearable in life, just a dream of nothingness.

So, he swallowed, and said, "It's okay, I'm just a treasure thief passing by... Passers-by, I just remind you two that the fog ahead is thick, so be careful not to fall."

After speaking, he ran all the way and ran away.

"What a strange guy, told us not to fall, and ended up falling into a dog. This kind of person is considered a high-level customer here, and he will kill himself at every turn."

Seeing the man running wildly in the fog, and accidentally slipping and falling off his back, Hu Tao was a little puzzled.

"Master, it's important to buy books, let's go."

Zhong Li said calmly.

"Too."

Hu Tao nodded, and followed Zhongli with the trolley.

When they arrived at the downstairs of the Wanwen Jishe, there was already a long queue of dozens of people downstairs, and there were still a steady stream of people joining the team.

"Master, I will go to the tavern to pick up books later, so I won't accompany you in line."

Zhong Li said calmly.

"Go, go, I'm going to line up first."

Hu Tao waved his hand, hurriedly pulled the cart, and ran all the way to the last place to start queuing.

Quietly waiting for the door of Wanwen Jisha to open.

But Zhongli smiled faintly and walked all the way into the tavern, and the proprietress of the tavern immediately entertained him.

"Mr. Zhongli, you are here. There is still a while before Fang Qiu's new book goes on sale. Please sit down for a while. Would you like something to drink?"

The proprietress of the tavern hastily entertained her.

"Just a pot of tea."

Zhong Li said calmly.

Although the tavern can sell Fang Qiu's books, it must wait until the Wanwen Jishe and other bookstores open.

Released at the same time.

"Please wait."

The proprietress of the tavern nodded her head, turned around and went to make tea for Zhongli.

It is common sense that there is tea in the tavern.

Zhong Li nodded, and then turned his gaze to a man sitting not far away.

That man, he had some impressions.

The man's name is Chang Jiuye.

They drank together at the same table. He was Fang Qiu's loyal reader. Every time he came to this tavern, he could see this man named Chang Jiuye coming to this tavern to drink.

Get drunk every time.

Through his drunken ravings, he did know a little about this man named Chang Jiuye.

This man went to the river with his childhood sweetheart when he was a child, left a book behind, and went home by himself.

However, after he returned home, he never saw his childhood sweetheart again.

And, soon, his childhood sweetheart moved.

Therefore, he thought that his childhood sweetheart's family looked down on him and forcibly prevented his childhood sweetheart from looking for him. Therefore, he wanted to make his name famous all over the world by writing a book.

Let childhood sweethearts hear his name.

And let her family look at her with admiration, and then let her childhood sweetheart come to him.

Zhong Li smiled lightly.

He doesn't hate this kind of people.

Soon, the proprietress of the tavern served tea.

He picked up his teacup and took a sip.

The tea fragrance is rich and the tea soup is elegant.

……

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Ps: Immediately start writing the next chapter.

Chapter 310

As the first ray of sunlight pierced through the thick water mist in the morning and poured on Liyue Port, Wanwen Collection House opened.

The novel lovers at the front flocked forward.

"Miss Boss, ten copies of "Unheard Flower Names"!"

"Miss Boss, one copy of "Unheard Flower Name", one copy of "Father of the Weather", one copy of "The Wind and Cloud of Heroes", and one copy of "My Efforts."

""Father of the Weather"? What ghost book? Why does it sound so familiar, and what kind of book is "My Effort"?"

"I know the author of "Father of the Weather". Although the name seems to follow Fang Qiu's old thief, in fact, it has nothing to do with Fang Qiu's book. It just happened to coincide with the name. He said that he wrote the protagonist of the book. The story of being in charge of the weather and becoming the god of the weather, as for "My Effort", I think the author's name is very interesting, so I bought it to see, if it doesn't look good, I will return it."

"The author's name is interesting? What's it called?"

"Adolf."

"What a strange name, it sounds a bit like the author's name of Mond, then, lady boss, I also want a copy of "Father of the Weather" and a copy of "My Efforts"... Uh, there are also three copies of "Unheard Flower Names" ", I almost forgot the business."

The proprietress Ji Fang immediately prepared books for the guests.

After receiving Mo La, she turned to look at the other shop assistants, and they were also overwhelmed.

Soon, new guests came up.

They are two men, one fat and one thin.

"Boss, here are 53 copies of "Unheard Flower Names."

"How much?"

Ji Fang was taken aback, but she quickly brought books for them. After they paid Mora, they moved aside with a large pile of books, and began to put books into sacks.

"Boss... Boss... Will we do more unrighteous things... We will kill ourselves..."