I write novels in Liyue

After quite a while, so long that Fang Qiu began to wonder if Yi Guan had lost the tea leaves, Yi Guan finally came out with the tea.

He handed two cups of light tea to Hu Tao and Fang Qiu.

“Miss Fang Qiu, your glass was poured first, so you can drink it directly.”

The young female attendant smiled and said.

Thank you.

Fang Qiu smiled faintly and took a sip of tea.

She finally breathed a long sigh of relief after drinking the delicate tea.

"I've finally recovered."

"By the way, Master, why are you back so early?"

"Young lady-in-waiting asked."

"Speaking of this, you wouldn't believe it, Fang Qiu is just too amazing. The poem he wrote actually made that old judge cry."

With a proud smile, Hu Tao said, "Let alone poetry competitions, not even the poems in those poetry collections can compare. So, we came back without even waiting for the judging. If Fang Qiu's poem doesn't win first place, I'll go to Yujingtai tomorrow to report the poetry competition for being rigged. Speaking of which, we can have a good exchange on poetry and prose next time."

"As expected of Miss Fang Qiu."

Although she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Yi Guan Xiao Mei couldn't help but be amazed after hearing what Hu Tao said, and exclaimed.

"It's not that exaggerated."

Fang Qiu shook his head, then said with a smile, "By the way, we've been so focused on the poetry competition that we haven't had dinner yet. Let's go to Wanmintang, where we can try Xiangling's work."

"Well, okay."

Hu Tao didn't say much, just smiled and nodded.

Just as Fang Qiu was about to get up, Hu Tao reached out from behind her, grabbed her shoulder, and helped her up from the chair.

"Hu Tao, I'm not that weak yet."

Fang Qiu chuckled and said.

This feels so much like a husband helping a pregnant woman get up.

"Just in case. A few days ago when I went to Bubulu on business, I heard Bai Shu say that people with weak constitutions are prone to dizziness and blurred vision when they stand up after sitting for a while after exercising. They are also prone to falling if no one is there to support them."

Hu Tao said, supporting Fang Qiu.

"I see, it seems that's true."

Fang Qiu thought for a moment and then said.

In her past life, when she was writing at home, she would easily feel dizzy and her vision would go black if she got up after writing for a long time.

Another time, after staying up all night to finish writing an update, she got up and stretched, and then everything went black before her eyes, and she lost control of her body.

Luckily, there was a bed right next to the table, and she fell onto the bed with a thud, thus avoiding injury.

After a few seconds, my vision gradually returned.

"You can go ahead, I've already eaten."

"That's what the young lady said."

"OK then."

Hu Tao nodded, then bent down and picked up Sanmi, who was rubbing against her calf, and said, "Fang Qiu, let's go."

Fang Qiu nodded, picked up Tingyu who had jumped onto the stone bench and nestled beside her, and followed Hu Tao all the way toward Wanmin Hall.

When they arrived at Wanmintang, Xiangling was looking at the ingredients in front of her, thinking carefully. Guoba, seeing them arrive, immediately jumped up and waved to them.

"Hu Tao, Fang Qiu, you're here."

Xiangling stood up and said.

"How are the preparations for the competition dishes going?"

After exchanging greetings, Fang Qiu asked.

"I've gained some insights, but the preliminary rounds are about to begin, and I'm currently deciding what dish to submit for the competition."

Xiangling said with a smile.

"I see. That's perfect. Try making a few dishes for me and Fang Qiu."

Hu Tao said with a smile.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Xiangling said with a smile.

"I want boiled fish with shrimp dumplings."

"Hu Tao said."

"Then I'll have a vegetarian noodle dish... um... the kind with meat."

Fang Qiu thought for a moment and then said.

"Hey, I'll have one too."

Hu Tao chimed in.

"Okay, you'll be in a bit."

Xiangling smiled, and just as she was about to go into the kitchen, Fang Qiu couldn't help but ask, "By the way, where are the Traveler and the Paimon? Didn't they come back with you?"

"They heard that you, Fang Qiu, have written several more books, so they went to Wanwen Bookstore to buy them."

Xiangling said.

"I see."

Fang Qiu nodded.

As soon as they were mentioned, Guoba became restless again, and then a voice rang out.

"Xiangling, we're back! We already had boiled blackback sea bass before, this time I want to eat butter crab, stir-fried pork slices, mozzarella meat, and... hey, Fang Qiu and Hu Tao? You guys are here too?"

Fang Qiu subconsciously turned around and saw the traveler and Paimon carrying paper bags into the Hall of Ten Thousand People.

The paper bag clearly contained books.

"That's perfect, let's eat together."

Paimon said, "The traveler is treating."

Does Paimon pay?

Ying said.

Paimon has no money.

Paimon said matter-of-factly.

"Then let Paimon stay at Wanmintang to wash dishes."

Ying said with a smile.

"Hey! How could you do this!"

Paimon stomped his foot: "Paimon is your best friend!"

"It's clearly emergency food."

Ying said.

"Hey!"

Paimon said angrily.

"Paimon and the Traveler are back too. Please have a seat."

Xiangling poked her head out of the kitchen and said.

"Xiangling, bring me one of everything I just ordered. I'm exhausted today, I'm going to eat a lot."

Paimon said with a smile.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Xiangling nodded, then shrank back.

The traveler and Paimon sat down next to them.

"By the way, Fang Qiu, I just went to Wanwen Bookstore and bought your new book."

Paimon took a book out of the paper bag and said.

The book in question was "Your Name." On the cover, Taki Tachibana and Mitsuha Miyamizu are facing each other, reaching out their hands as dusk falls and sunlight streams through their fingers.

This is the hardcover cover that Fang Qiu took to the publisher and had drawn.

"This cover is really nice. We'll read this one when we're done with our work."

Paimon said, "Speaking of buying books, we just went to Wanwen Bookstore and saw a large group of what looked like cultured scholars, all looking dejected. They went to a tavern and said things like, 'After seeing this divine poem, I'll never be able to write again.' The proprietress was overjoyed, saying she never expected Fang Qiu's business to be so good even without writing a book. Then we asked around, and it seems they are all well-known cultural figures in Liyue Harbor. It looks like they all participated in a poetry competition tonight. Do you know what happened?"

"do not know."

A smile appeared on Hu Tao's lips, but she shook her head and said...

"Really? It feels like you know something, Hu Tao."

Paimon looked suspicious.

"Relax, relax, you're overthinking it."

Hu Tao waved her hand and said.

Soon, Xiangling brought out the dishes, and the aromas of all kinds of delicious food mingled together, making people's mouths water.

Xiangling's meat noodles were especially delicious. Even though they weren't spicy, they tasted surprisingly good. Even Fang Qiu, who doesn't have a big appetite, finished all the noodles and even drank a couple of sips of the soup.

They chatted while eating, while Guoba played with Sanmi and Tingyu.

However, Tingyu didn't pay much attention to Guoba, which made Guoba a little frustrated.

After finishing their meal, they each went home.