I write novels in Liyue

His face was flushed, and he was completely drunk. He staggered down the street and walked all the way to the bookstore next to the fountain.

As he arrived, the white doves scattered in all directions.

"And that editor-in-chief... he's so insensitive. The books arrived several days ago, but they're only going on sale tomorrow..."

Looking at the trailer for "Weathering With You" in front of the bookstore, Wendy felt quite melancholy.

What kind of human suffering is this?

It's understandable that Fang Qiu hasn't written a book since the Lantern Festival, but now that we finally have Fang Qiu's book, we have to wait a while longer to release it because the release date has just passed.

He staggered and shuffled to the bookstore entrance, then sat down against the door.

He decided to sleep here tonight.

He still had sixty molars left, which he deliberately saved by not using them for drinking, as an investment.

He plans to use the Mora to buy three copies of "Weathering With You" as soon as the books are distributed tomorrow morning, and then sell them at a high price to the people in line behind him.

One book, one hundred moras.

I'm sure there will be wealthy people willing to pay for it.

He could then find a tavern, drink, and read Fang Qiu's new book.

Unfortunately, he didn't have enough capital. He had just borrowed money from the bartender who was offering him a gift from the angel to do this, which is why the bartender settled the score and kicked him out.

If he has enough Mora, he will buy fifty copies and then sell them three times the amount to those in line.

Earn forty molars from one book.

Fifty books would cost two thousand moras.

Two thousand Mora was enough for him to live a good life for many days.

pity……

I only have sixty Mora in my hand.

He touched the Mora in his hand, stretched, and then fell into a deep sleep.

At that moment, Diona, who was passing by, saw the drunken poet lying at the door. She frowned, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth.

It's that guy again...

One of Fang Qiu's biggest accomplices.

He arrived at the bookstore the night before and lined up.

Because this guy started telling stories in Angel's Gift, many taverns followed suit, and even Cat's Tail Tavern hired a bard to tell stories at the tavern.

Suddenly, the number of people drinking surged, and the number of people reading Fang Qiu's books also increased day by day.

She couldn't stop any of this; she could only watch helplessly as the patrons in the tavern drank, petted the cat, and listened to storytelling.

This made her very distressed.

We can only hope that Fang Qiu will come to Mondstadt someday.

Then she was going to mix the worst-tasting drink for Fang Qiu, one that would give her nightmares.

Let's get some real revenge on the heinous Fang Qiu!

Chapter 302 Thank you, Fang Qiu

The next day.

A gentle breeze caresses the land of Mondstadt, and clear springs rush through swift streams toward the lakes.

It was early morning.

A long queue had already formed in front of the bookstore.

"Finally, the day has finally come. If you ask me, they should have transferred the editors from the publishing house to fetch water. I saw the Traveler bring Fang Qiu's book from Liyue several days ago. I thought I would see it the next day, but these editors are so insistent on waiting for the book release date. They're not even going to earn Mora, are they?"

"Exactly, maybe everyone in Liyue has already read it several days ago! Maybe it's the same for Inazuma! It's said that the editor-in-chief of Inazuma is very good at marketing."

"It's really too rigid. Can't the editor-in-chief of the publishing house understand the market concepts first? I think we can discuss this with Director Qin and have her contact the publishing house so that they can skip the proofreading step."

“That makes sense. A great story can’t wait! As the finest bard in all of Teyvat, I will not allow this to happen!”

Hearing the cacophony of voices around her, Mona frowned and looked at the bard standing in front of her, who had just woken up and was now talking animatedly. Her eyes were full of doubt.

She had once used astrology to divine the boy's identity.

The moment it started, a gust of wind blew the water dish out of control, and even the hat and clothes were blown away.

Therefore, she concluded that this idle bard was definitely not an ordinary person.

Strangely enough, when she came to queue here last night with a pillow and a stool, she actually saw this guy drunk and sleeping right in front of the bookstore.

He was still mumbling incoherently that he wanted the boss to give him three copies of "Weathering With You".

They even said they'd sell it to you cheaper, only two hundred moras per book.

This guy, just like her, actually wants to make a living by queuing up for people to buy books...

Does this guy really have some unfathomable background?

She really wanted to have her fortune told again.

However, the last divination session was quite unpleasant...

just forget it.

Peeping into the bard's secrets is nothing compared to taking the Mora we've been waiting in line for and finally getting to eat meat.

What should we eat later?

Grilled pork chops?

Mondstadt grilled fish?

Wild mushroom and chicken skewers?

Sweet Flower-Stuffed Chicken?

It's the Lantern Festival in Liyue right now, and Fang Qiu hasn't posted anything for a long time.

She hadn't eaten meat in a long time either.

Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

Although she wasn't drooling, Mona still wiped her mouth and swallowed.

Without Fang Qiu's book release date, it's really hard to make money.

Although there were long queues on the book release day, the books people wanted to buy were quite varied.

Whether it's reselling or helping people queue, it wastes a lot of the store staff's time searching for books, causing those at the back of the line to wait a long time.

If you only buy one type of book, the clerk won't waste much time; they'll just need to count the number of books.

Therefore, aside from Fang Qiu's books, she would never come here to queue up for money.

To be honest, she had considered reading Fang Qiu's book, but between selling it for money and reading it, she chose to sell it for money to have a good meal.

I think I should keep a copy of "Weathering With You" for myself.

My manuscript has been approved, and the repair costs for the instrument and the payment for the ordered planetarium have been made up.

Life shouldn't be so tight for now...

Let's take a look.

If necessary, we can just sell it at half price later.

Ugh.

Why doesn't this publisher come up with some kind of collector's limited edition or something?

After queuing up to buy it yourself, you can then resell it to others at a premium.

Just as Mona sighed and looked up at Wendy, who was in front of her in line, he was still discussing with the other people in line the publisher's inflexibility.

Just then.

The bookstore doors opened.

Wendy, who had just been giving a passionate speech, immediately fell silent, turned around, and pulled out sixty Mora.

Mona was stunned when she saw the sixty Mora in Wendy's hand, and almost burst out laughing.

Sixty Mora...

This guy is way too poor!

She glanced at Wendy disdainfully and proudly pulled out two hundred Mora.

She bought ten books in total.

He kept one copy for himself and sold the others at high prices.

Logically speaking, it wouldn't be unreasonable for the second book seller to sell a book for sixty mora, right?

In this way, she can net close to four hundred moras.

However, to know the exact price, we'll have to look at the price of this idle bard.

Hopefully he won't sell too few.

Soon, the bard bought three copies of "Weathering With You" and headed straight to the back of the line.

She also paid two hundred moras for ten copies of "Weathering With You," and, carrying a stool, followed behind the bard.

Soon, the bard had found a suitable candidate.

He was a young man dressed in luxurious clothes.

"Excuse me, sir, are you here to buy 'Weathering With You'?"

"What's up?"

"I have two extra copies here, I can sell them to you cheaply."

"Oh? How much is one?"