I write novels in Liyue

Holding a book, Zhongli strolled through the bustling streets.

As they walked, some novel enthusiasts debated whether the Demon Lord Chonglou was stronger or Jing Tian's previous incarnation was stronger.

They argued until their faces turned red.

Young people who have just finished work, looking exhausted, meet up at Wanmintang to treat themselves to a good meal after a hard day's work.

The beautiful proprietress of the tavern sat at the entrance, looking at the few books in her hands. She sighed deeply and complained that there was too much content in the sequel to "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" and that ordinary readers could not finish reading it in a day, resulting in not many customers.

However, her tavern was alright; a few young people would come and go from time to time.

The tavern across the street is run by a balding middle-aged man, and it has absolutely no business.

There was also a bald old man who was playing chess by the roadside and was frequently pointed at and criticized by people around him. They would say things like, "Do you even know how to play chess?" He would get furious and try to grab a stool to hit them, but was stopped by several old men around him.

The streets of Liyue Harbor were peaceful.

We returned to the Hall of Rebirth, which was deserted and seemed out of place in the bustling Liyue Harbor.

He went back to his room and lit the candles in the study.

He then sat down at his desk and quietly began to read.

Chapter 107 Sister Ying'er is very good at this kind of thing

Time passed slowly, and before long, night fell in Liyue.

The Hall of Rebirth remains quiet.

Zhongli was turning the pages of the book, and just as he was reading carefully, a commotion came from outside the window.

"Finally finished with all the work. I haven't been back to the ancestral hall for several days, and I've been missing it. Hey! Who changed my promotional text?! They actually changed my promotional slogan while I was away!"

"I've been meaning to say this before, this is the normal advertising slogan now!"

"What's so good about cold and icy promotional slogans? 'Wangshengtang has regular big sales, buy one get one free, buy two get three free, the more you buy, the more you get,' that kind of slogan is what touches people's hearts."

"Organizations that can perform funeral rites are generally perceived as cold and impersonal."

"Xiangling, why do you talk like Lao Meng? If you do that, won't you lose the sense of novelty?"

"Why does the Hall of Rebirth need a completely new feel?"

"Xiangling, you're just like Lao Meng in saying that. Your thinking is too limited. Let me write a slogan for your Wanmintang sometime. I guarantee it will make Wanmintang a hit throughout Liyue. Fang Qiu, do you agree with me?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhongli sighed softly, got up and walked to the window, looking at the gate of the Hall of Rebirth.

Three girls were gathered around the notice board of the Hall of Rebirth, discussing something.

Zhong Li shook his head, closed the window, and then sat back down at his desk to continue reading.

……

And standing in front of the Hall of Rebirth were Fang Qiu, Hu Tao, and Xiang Ling.

After finishing dinner at the construction site, Hu Tao and Xiang Ling greeted Ke Qing, saying that they hadn't played with Fang Qiu in a long time and wanted to accompany him back to Liyue Harbor for a stroll.

Hu Tao and Xiang Ling also invited Ke Qing to join them.

Ke Qing declined, saying that construction would continue at the site later.

At first, Fang Qiu thought that Ke Qing had forced her to do this, but later she found out that it was actually the workers who had requested to work overtime.

This is because the workers are not paid by the day for this tunnel project, but rather based on the entire project.

In other words, no matter how many days you work, you get the same pay.

As a result, the workers naturally wanted to finish the project as soon as possible.

After all, time is money.

Working an extra hour each day means finishing the project sooner and getting to the next project to earn money sooner.

Keqing, on the other hand, volunteered to stay and work overtime to direct operations.

This made Fang Qiu feel a little admiration for Ke Qing.

However, before leaving, Keqing said that after she finished the tunnel and dock construction, as well as the project to open up the mountain road between Liyue and Mondstadt, they could go out shopping together.

Although Fang Qiu didn't know when Ke Qing would finish all this, she readily agreed.

"Buy one get one free, buy two get three free, the more you buy, the more you get," this slogan has a very Walnut-like style.

Faced with Xiangling and Hutao's gazes, Fang Qiu chose not to answer directly. She smiled gently and said softly.

Avoiding problems may be shameful, but is it ever useful?

In fact, Fang Qiu did feel that there was something inappropriate about the promotional slogans for the Hall of Rebirth.

It felt like asking Xin Yan to play the guitar at the grave on the day of the funeral.

Eh, hiss...

Come to think of it, there really were videos like that that she watched in her past life.

Black pallbearers, a professional team.

Several Black men carried the coffin on their shoulders and danced as they walked forward to background music.

Although this is a matter of local custom.

However, in the eyes of most people, death should be solemn and dignified; dancing on a grave or carrying a coffin seems rather bizarre.

As a result, these black men became incredibly popular for a long time, becoming the go-to source of online buzz.

Basically, they first show a video of someone doing something reckless. While the protagonist is doing something reckless, the background music of the Black Coffin Dance starts playing. After the protagonist actually does something reckless and something bad happens, the scene immediately switches to a video of the Black Coffin Dance.

Therefore, there is a saying that "when a black man smiles, his fate is uncertain."

Hu Tao must not find out about this.

Although Hu Tao has always been very serious about funeral arrangements, she will not change the funeral arrangements.

But it's hard to guarantee that she won't hire a few employees to dance while carrying an empty coffin to promote the funeral parlor.

Then one's sins would be enormous.

"Forget it, let's not dwell on this anymore. I'll have Lao Meng change it back tomorrow."

Hu Tao waved her hand, then smiled and changed the subject, saying, "Fang Qiu, where would you like to go for a stroll?"

"I want to buy some clothes, clothes that are loose and comfortable to wear at home, clothes that I can sleep in."

Fang Qiu thought for a moment and then said.

Wearing too many layers at home feels uncomfortable and awkward, but wearing underwear is too cold.

Besides, I always feel weird wearing underwear.

So, I want to buy a set of those fluffy pajamas from my past life, preferably the kind with a hood.

This way you won't get cold while sleeping.

There will be no more situations where you're restless in your sleep, kick off the covers, and wake up freezing because most of your body is exposed to the cold air while wearing underwear.

"You're supposed to wear your pajamas? I don't really know much about stores like that..."

"I'm not quite sure either. Oh, right, shall we go ask Sister Ying'er?"

Xiangling said, "I heard that Sister Ying'er is very good at needlework. She must know where Fang Qiu wants what you need."

"Sister Ying'er?"

Fang Qiu was slightly taken aback, and a sense of foreboding grew rapidly in his heart.

The clothes that Sister Ying had previously chosen were still kept in the deepest part of her wardrobe, for fear that some guest visiting the house might accidentally see them.

Those clothes were almost identical to the lingerie I wore in my previous life.

Just as she was about to offer a slight refusal, Hu Tao nodded.

“That makes sense. Sister Ying’er was indeed very good at this kind of thing last time. The cheongsam she chose for Fang Qiu last time was very nice.”

As Hu Tao spoke, she grabbed Fang Qiu's hand and led her all the way to the outside of the Shengtang Hall.

Xiangling followed closely behind.

Left with no other choice, Fang Qiu could only sigh inwardly and give up resisting.

……

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ps:

Here's a report on the gacha results.

Gan Yu got Diluc on his first 80 pulls and is now questioning his life choices.

Chapter 1808 There is no way out.

Ying'er's shop is called Chunxiangyao, located in Chihuyan.

Compared to the prosperity and dazzling lights of Feiyunpo, Chihuyan is more lively and down-to-earth.

At the "Three Bowls and You Can't Reach the Harbour" teahouse, the storyteller, fanning himself with a folding fan, recounted the story with great emotion. When the story reached its most exciting parts, many people applauded and cheered.

The surrounding restaurants wafted out delicious aromas.

Although she had already eaten at the construction site, Fang Qiu was too embarrassed to eat more with so many people watching.

I ate some, but not all of it; I only ate a little bit.

So, upon smelling the delicious aroma of food wafting through the streets, Fang Qiu couldn't help but swallow hard.

Besides wanting to eat, Fang Qiu also noticed something strange.

Iwagami Teahouse.

Fang Qiu hadn't thought about it carefully before, but now that he thinks about it, why would a teahouse need to be guarded?

Moreover, those guards all looked fierce; was that really a place for drinking tea?

Fang Qiu was deeply suspicious.