I write novels in Liyue

Go back to sleep.

Fang Qiu got up, grabbed a towel to cover her eyes, and went back to sleep.

Time passed slowly, and a week went by.

This week, except for a few occasions when Hu Tao asked her to go out, Fang Qiu stayed at home to rest.

I also bought a screen while I was at it.

This week, Fang Qiu was also shocked to discover that the power of her Divine Eye had more than doubled.

Now, she should be able to easily handle at least small slimes.

However, it probably still wouldn't be able to defeat a large slime.

Fang Qiu lay on the bed, doing nothing.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Fang Qiu impatiently tried to sit up, but her body was too weak and she failed to do a sit-up. She rolled over and finally got out of bed.

Who is it... so early...?

Could it be a walnut?

After tidying up her appearance, Fang Qiu opened the door and saw a beautiful black-haired woman standing outside.

"Sister Bai, good afternoon. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Fang Qiu smiled serenely and greeted them.

Standing outside the door was her editor, Bai Qing.

"The sales figures are out, so I'm showing them to you. I also wanted to discuss the new book with you."

Bai Qing took out a file and said, "How about it? Want to guess the data?"

"A thousand copies?"

Fang Qiu asked tentatively.

"Guess again."

Bai Qing smiled and shook her head.

"two thousand?"

"Guess again."

"Should we guess too high or too low?"

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. See for yourself."

As he spoke, Bai Qing handed the documents in his hand to Fang Qiu.

"I see."

Fang Qiu took the document and looked at it.

When Fang Qiu saw her sales figures, she couldn't help but tremble.

Sales revenue: 10,000!

hiss……

Upon seeing that enormous sales figure, Fang Qiu couldn't help but gasp.

The price of his own book is 20 moles, with a sales volume of 10,000 copies.

In other words, excluding costs, his own book generated at least 100,000 Mora in profit within a week.

And I can get tens of thousands of Mora!

Earned tens of thousands of Mora in a week?

They've made a fortune!

I no longer have to worry about surviving.

Moreover, books can generate subsequent income.

Although subsequent income will certainly not be as high as the first week's sales, the income from the first week alone will be enough to ensure that I won't have to worry about food and drink for the next few months, and I can even live a relatively affluent life.

As a lazy bum, Fang Qiu was already content.

"I have some selected reader feedback letters here, would you like to take a look?"

Bai Qing opened the folder, which was filled with letters.

"Let me see."

Fang Qiu smiled faintly and opened an envelope.

The letter contained only one short sentence:

"Fang Qiu! I curse your ancestors! Give me back Xiao Xun!"

Is the female protagonist in Chapter Twenty-Five sick?

"Sister Bai, have you really screened them?"

Fang Qiu's pretty face darkened, and after a long pause, she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Of course it's been screened."

Bai Qing smiled and squinted, saying, "There are many more here, would you like to see them?"

Although she was smiling, Fang Qiu could sense a hint of resentment in her eyes.

"No... no need."

Fang Qiu coughed awkwardly.

Most of what's left isn't anything nice either.

Seeing Fang Qiu's expression, Bai Qing couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, saying, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Let's move on to the next step. However, standing here at the door isn't a solution. Won't you invite me in for a seat?"

"I don't have anything to offer Sister Bai in my room. Let's find a teahouse and go out to sit and chat."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said.

Although she has money these days, apart from an extra screen and a few snacks, she hasn't gained anything else in her home.

She even ate all the lotus-shaped pastries last night.

As for tea, she didn't like it much.

too bitter.

Presumably due to a lack of sealing technology, there is still no juice for sale in Liyue.

Unfortunately, Fang Qiu doesn't know how either.

Otherwise, we could launch an iced sunset fruit juice, which would be both delicious and healthy.

Purely natural and pollution-free, with no additives.

Hmm... Liyue doesn't have any additives either.

Does white sugar count?

It might not be very popular with the older generation, but it should be especially popular with the younger generation, especially children.

At the very least, she would really enjoy drinking it.

So now, all we have at home is plain water.

"Alright then, let's go outside."

Upon hearing Fang Qiu say that he was going out to find a teahouse, a hint of unease flashed across Bai Qing's face.

"Sister Bai, what's wrong?"

Fang Qiu keenly noticed the change in Bai Qing's expression and asked.

"fine."

Bai Qing quickly shook his head.

It's nothing else...

She was just thinking about a troubling incident that had happened before.

She also went to a female author's home.

Then the female author wouldn't let her in, and then she discovered that the female author had probably been doing something naughty before opening the door, because the bed sheet was soaked.

Since then, that female author has never submitted any more manuscripts...

Fang Qiu was tilting her head slightly, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Her heart began to race, her pretty face flushed slightly, and an absurd thought arose in her mind.

Could Fang Qiu be doing that kind of thing too?

Or rather, has a woman as ethereal as Fang Qiu ever done that kind of thing?

She subconsciously imagined that scene.

Fang Qiu lay on the bed, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom, her pearly teeth gently biting her soft lower lip, and her eyes filled with a spring-like warmth.

Thinking of this, Bai Qing's face turned even redder.

"Sister Bai, why is your face so red? Are you sick? Let me see."

Fang Qiu had no idea what Bai Qing was thinking. Seeing Bai Qing's face turn red, he quickly asked with concern.

"fine."

Bai Qing coughed, clearing those messy thoughts from her mind.

What am I thinking...?

Seeing that Bai Qing was unwilling to talk about it, Fang Qiu didn't bring it up again.

After locking the door, Fang Qiu and Bai Qing walked together toward He Yu Teahouse.