I write novels in Liyue

Wanwen Collection House.

Ji Fang and the store staff were all on high alert.

"I want three copies of 'Your Name,' one of the latest volumes of 'The Legend of Jueyun,' one of the latest volumes of 'The Record of the Broken Halberd of Shenxiao,' one of the latest volumes of 'The Chronicle of the Knights,' and one more by Inazuma, this one, 'Impossible, My Second Brother Orobas is Invincible!'"

"I want a copy of 'The Record of the Broken Halberd of Shenxiao,' a copy of 'The Emperor's Travels in the Mortal World,' and a copy of 'The Chronicle of Xuanxiao.'"

"I want five copies of 'Your Name,' one latest volume of 'The Domineering Fairy Falls in Love with Me,' one latest volume of 'April Is Your Promise,' and one more copy of 'I Write Novels in Inazuma.'"

"I want eighty copies of 'Your Name'."

One of the lean young men, carrying two burlap sacks, said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people behind him in line were all stunned.

"Holy crap, bro, that's going too far! Buying so much?"

Eighty copies of "Your Name"? Dude, are you short of firewood at home?

"Brother, buy more, preferably all of them, otherwise I can't help but want to buy that old scoundrel Qiu's new book. Last time I finished reading Legend of Sword and Fairy and got drunk, I woke up to find myself upside down in a trash can, and there was a dog about to pee on me. Luckily I woke up in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"This is probably what it means to be rich... Rich, willful, spending Mora is as natural as breathing."

"Paying for love will motivate authors to write better works. I'll buy two more copies of 'The Chronicles of Jueyun' later."

Soon, the staff packed the eighty books into two burlap sacks for him.

Under the watchful eyes of the group of novel enthusiasts behind him, the lean young man dragged two burlap sacks and headed downstairs.

Without turning his head, he waved his sleeves and left without taking away a single cloud.

The wind was gentle and the clouds were light.

The busy work at Wanwenjishe continues.

Meanwhile, downstairs at Wanwenji Residence.

"There are so many people... I forgot today is the publisher's release day. I was planning to buy the latest version of Mondstadt's law book..."

A young girl looked at the long line of novel enthusiasts that had made up most of the street and couldn't help but rub her head, feeling a bit of a headache.

The girl was dressed in a rather revealing outfit.

She wore a ceremonial crown, and her long, coral-colored hair was framed by white-to-yellow antlers that extended outwards from both sides of her hair.

A red and white striped scarf connected to a red top, and a red round scarf tied over a black skirt, with a yellow bow on the left side. She wore white arm protectors with red ferrules.

Just as she was hesitating whether to join the queue or ask someone to help her buy the book she wanted, a white-haired woman with fair skin and stunning beauty, holding a white cat, walked past her with a smile.

However, she didn't seem to want to buy books.

"What a beautiful person, and... so fair-skinned, like tofu. Hmm... speaking of tofu, I haven't had tofu for days. After I buy the latest Mondstadt Codex, I'll find a shop and order some tofu."

The girl thought for a moment and then said.

As she spoke, she touched her flat, fair belly.

"Well, I'm already here, I can't go back empty-handed. There's not much business today anyway, I might as well go and queue up. If I don't go now, I probably won't get a turn this afternoon..."

The girl sighed and walked to the end of the line.

Since she had nothing better to do, the girl picked up the law book hanging from her waist and began to read it.

……

The lean young man who had bought eighty copies of "Your Name" was now carrying two sacks downstairs.

As soon as he went downstairs, a chubby boy came to greet him and took a sack from his hand.

The two did not speak, but carried the sacks all the way to a secluded alley.

The two looked around and, seeing no one, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew, I'm so nervous, my heart is about to jump out of my chest."

"What are you so nervous about? We haven't even started selling books yet, why are you so nervous?"

"B-Big Brother, are we really going to resell the books at a high price? Isn't that illegal?"

"Are you fucking stupid? We're a treasure-hunting gang, isn't breaking the law normal for us?"

"That makes sense..."

"Next time you go out, don't mention that you know Sister Bao'er... Here are five books for you. Take them and sell them quickly. Sell them to the last person in line. One hundred Mora per book. Remember to ask those who are well-dressed and look rich, understand?"

"Boss, will we even be able to sell it at such a high price?"

"Don't worry, I've done my research beforehand. Fang Qiu's books are probably the most popular. There will definitely be people who are rich and foolish and too lazy to queue up to buy them."

"I...I understand."

The fat man let out a long sigh, then nodded, put the five books in a paper bag, and walked out of the alley.

He quickly selected his prey.

A girl at the very back of the line.

He took a deep breath, pretended to be in line, and walked behind the girl, then called out in a low voice.

"Hey."

The girl did not turn around.

"Hey."

The fat man raised his voice, and the girl turned around, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"What's up?"

The girl asked.

"Want a book? Fang Qiu's 'Your Name' is only 100 Mora, which will save you an hour or two of queuing."

The fat man was very nervous. While speaking, he also furtively looked around. Seeing that there was no Qianyan Army around, he opened his coat to cover himself, and then took out a copy of "Your Name" from the paper bag with his other hand and handed it to the girl.

The girl was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Seeing that the girl didn't react, the fat man was about to continue speaking when he suddenly noticed the book the girl was holding.

Then my heart skipped a beat.

This book... is it the codex of Liyue?

He looked up at the girl's face, and after studying it for a while, his face turned deathly pale.

"It's...it's you, Yan...Yan Fei...Lawyer!"

The fat man's hand holding the paper bag trembled slightly.

“That’s right, my name is Yan Fei, and I’m a legal expert.”

The girl glanced at him, somewhat puzzled.

"No... I'm sorry to bother you. The book... is for you... I hope you like it."

Upon hearing Yan Fei admit her identity, the fat man's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He shoved the entire paper bag into Yan Fei's hand, turned around, and ran away as fast as he could.

He ran at a speed completely disproportionate to his size...

He dashed into the crowd and disappeared in a flash.

Chapter 148 "Popularity"

The skinny man was taken aback when he saw his younger brother return so quickly.

"You sold five books so quickly? It seems I underestimated Fang Qiu's influence. What a pity, I should have bought dozens more..."

"No...it didn't sell..."

The fat man shook his head, his face grim, and told his boss what had just happened.

The skinny man's face turned somewhat ugly after hearing this.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

the fat man asked.

"Then we have no choice but to retreat. That woman is not easy to deal with. Last time, one of our heist members was sentenced to a full year in prison for stealing 100 Mora... and he's still not out..."

The skinny man gritted his teeth and said, "You're smart to have done this, otherwise you'd be in big trouble. Get out of here before that woman brings the Thousand Rock Army after you."

"Then, what about all these books, boss? They won't sell after a while."

The fat man hesitated.

"What else can we do but accept our loss? We can only sell it cheaply to cut our losses. It's better than getting arrested."

After they finished speaking, the two of them ran off carrying the two bags of books.

……

On the other side...

Watching the direction the fat man fled, Yan Fei stood there stunned for a long time, holding the paper bag full of books.

"What's going on? Wasn't he here to resell the books at a high price? Why did he give them to me halfway through the sale?"

After a moment of stunned silence, she realized that the fat man must have recognized her as a legal expert and was afraid that she would call Qian Yanjun to arrest him...

Thinking of this, Yan Fei suddenly felt both amused and exasperated.

"Doesn't this person know that although his behavior is speculative and unethical, reselling a few books at a high price doesn't necessarily constitute a crime?"

After sighing helplessly, Yan Fei turned her gaze to the book the fat man had given her.

"Your Name? What a strange title. Is this book really that amazing? That guy actually raised the price to one hundred Mora."

Yan Fei raised an eyebrow and murmured.

Although it was for some very strange reasons, since the fat man had given him the book...

Naturally, he wouldn't chase after the fat man to return the book to him.

Moreover, the fat man might be so frightened by seeing me chase after him that he'd give me all the remaining books.

That would be quite troublesome to deal with.