I write novels in Liyue

Nothing to be afraid of.

"call."

Fang Qiu exhaled lightly, smiled lightly, and quickly swept away the cake and Fengshen's gift.

Then I went all the way back home, lay on the bouncing bomb, picked up a light novel by Inazuma and read it.

The title of the book is "I Am Reborn as the Dog of the Kamiya Family".

When Fang Qiu bought this book at the beginning, he thought it was some kind of strange work, but unexpectedly, the book was written with unexpected domineering passion.

It is written that the protagonist is reborn as a ninja dog of the Shinori family, and in order to protect the glory of the Shinori family, he begins to practice crazily.

Finally practiced the two swords flow.

That is to say, with a knife in its mouth and a knife curled around its tail, it is both offensive and defensive, and it is a seamless one.

The protagonist in the book also learned Bladestorm.

According to the author's description, that move is somewhat similar to the soldier's chopping monkey in "Attack on Titan" in his previous life.

The kind that spins in circles and cuts people down.

The hidden weapons hidden in the fur will also shoot out with the rotation of the dog's body, killing people invisible.

It can be said to be the king of dogs.

In the dog world, it has a famous name.

knife dog.

According to the introduction of the book, the protagonist will also face the extreme of General Lei Dian's martial arts in the later stage, that is, the Wuxiang knife, which makes Fang Qiu very much looking forward to it.

……

In a flash, four days passed.

Liyue Port is shimmering with sunlight, and the bright morning sun shines on the sparkling sea.

It was early morning.

In front of Wanwen Jishe, a large group of novel lovers had already gathered, and it was full of voices at this time.

"Ma'am, I want a copy of [-] Centimeters Per Second."

"Miss Boss, here is a copy of "[-] Centimeters Per Second", another copy of "Your Name" and another copy of "My Name Is a Knocker."

"Miss Boss, here is a copy of "Five Centimeters Per Second", and another copy of "Legend of Demon Sword and Heroes."

The proprietress Ji Fang was busy thinking about a very important matter.

Just last night, the proprietress of the tavern downstairs proposed a cooperation with her.

That is they open a membership together.

As long as you apply for a membership card, you can enjoy privileges and row the membership channel every time the book is released, and you can also use this card to get a [-]% discount on consumption in the tavern downstairs.

Not only can you sell books to make a profit, but you can also collect membership fees every month, and it can also promote the business of the tavern downstairs.

I have to say that the proprietress downstairs is indeed a genius in business, and this method reminded her of it.

While she was contemplating, the novel lovers at the back of the line were talking about it.

"The speed of Fang Qiu's book publishing is too fast. I originally planned to see if there are any new books. I didn't expect that there will be a new book by Fang Qiu in this issue."

""[-] Centimeters Per Second"? Looking at the cover, it seems to share the same worldview as "Your Name". They are both stories about Dao Wife. Do you want to buy it?"

"Buy it, why don't you buy it? After all, the old thief Fang Qiu has reformed himself. After you finished "Your Name", I rolled on the bed many times, twisting like a maggot."

"Ah, don't talk about maggots, I'm about to vomit, there is... yue in breakfast this morning, forget it, don't mention the past, life has been rough, I want to buy Fang Qiu's new book."

"Damn it, I originally planned to use his books to exercise my mind, but I didn't expect Fang Qiu, an old thief, to reform himself halfway and stop writing abusive articles. Who would have thought of that? Alas, the road to immortality is long, and there is no end in sight."

"Speaking of which, have you heard? There have been rumors recently that Fang Qiu is actually the second young master of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Master Xingqiu."

"Fang Qiu... Xing Qiu... hiss, you really said that, why didn't I think of it! I said before that Fang Qiu was a Qiuqiu person lurking in our Liyue, it was unreliable, It would be too hasty to judge based on the same pronunciation of the word Qiu in his pen name and Qiuqiu Ren’s Qiu.”

"First of all, I would like to declare that I am not as good as Feng Yin and the skirt. Secondly, I think Master Xingqiu is very beautiful, with a beautiful face and a slender figure."

There was a lot of discussion.

At this time, at the front of the team, two people were carrying sackcloth bags.

"Big...Big Brother, do you really want to do this again? I almost got caught last time..."

The fat man among the two swallowed, and asked a little timidly.

"What are you afraid of? We are Sister Bao'er's subordinates, we just failed once, this time we will definitely make back the money we lost last time!"

The thin man snorted coldly and said.

"But, what if we meet Yan Fei again?" The fat man said with a worried face.

"Hmph, you have no eyesight, you can find a legal expert Yan Fei with so many people, you really have it, this time I will sell it as a big brother, let you see what a professional is, you keep an eye on me Rock Army will do."

The thin man gave the fat man a contemptuous look.

"Okay, big brother, big brother is indeed a capable general under Sister Bao'er."

The fat man said happily, and he couldn't help showing a look of admiration in the eyes of the thin man.

"It's our time, hurry up."

said the thin man.

"okay."

The fat man nodded, handed the sack in his hand to the proprietress Ji Fang, and said, "Madam proprietress, here are a hundred copies of Your Name."

"what?"

Ji Fang was taken aback, but before she could react, the thin man beside him slapped the fat man on the back of the head.

"You fucking didn't wake up in the morning, did you? It's "[-] Centimeters Per Second"!"

The thin man scolded angrily.

"Oh, yes, it's "[-] Centimeters per Second"."

The fat man quickly changed his words.

Looking at the fat man with a confused face, the thin man couldn't help covering his forehead, feeling a little headache.

Why did Sister Bao'er bring such a stupid stuff to herself...

The last time the book was sold in such a long line, he forced him to choose the person who should not be chosen. As a result, thousands of moras were in vain, and they couldn't sell at half the price.

After all, no one wants to buy a book for twenty moras from him for ten moras.

Therefore, those books are still in his home.

He was still thinking about whether to show it to his fellow treasure robbers.

Those batches of "Your Name" haven't been disposed of yet, and this guy almost bought another hundred copies of "Your Name"...

Who are these people...

After buying the books, the fat man carried the sack and followed him downstairs.

After scanning around, the thin man quickly selected his target.

"This guy doesn't need money at first glance."

The thin man smiled coldly, took out a book from the sack, and said, "Look, I'll just demonstrate it once."

……

……

ps: I don't know why, but my wrist hurts badly.

Chapter 170: You Made Big Money

The target he chose was a young man in black at the back of the line.

The young man in black was tall and straight, with an imposing manner, and he was not an ordinary person at a glance.

The only thing that made people feel strange was that there was a small cart placed by his feet, which obviously didn't match his temperament.

"Friend, do you want the book? I just bought it at Wanwen Jishe. It is guaranteed to be genuine."

He walked up to the young man, carefully checked the surroundings, and seeing that there was no Qianyan army approaching, the thin man lifted his coat and showed the young man "[-] Centimeters Per Second" under the coat, and said furtively.

"Ok?"

Zhong Li frowned slightly.

"How about it? It only costs two hundred moras."

The thin man looked at the excited look of the young man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised, and said.

This young man is dressed in luxurious clothes and has an extraordinary manner. It seems that he is not short of money.

Originally the price was eighty moras, but this young man looked like a fool with a lot of money, so he gritted his teeth and decided to ask for two hundred moras.

People are not cruel, they can't stand firm.

As for the transaction price, if you raise the highest price first, the other party will definitely not accept it, and then propose a compromise price of 150 moras, and the other party will most likely accept it.

"Two hundred moras? It's not a loss to pay a premium of more than 100 to avoid queuing."

Zhongli thought for a while, looked up at the fat man in the distance, and said softly: "Is that your companion over there? I want all the "[-] Centimeters per Second" in your hands except the one you have in your clothes. gone."

"All... all of them?"

The thin man was originally surprised that Zhongli didn't bargain, but when he heard Zhongli said that he would buy them all, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in surprise, "Don't you ask me how many copies I have?"

"No need."

Zhong Li said calmly: "Bring the book here."

"Okay, my master, I have long seen that you are extraordinary, and you are really rich in your moves. Wait a moment, and I will bring the book here."

The thin man immediately ran excitedly towards the fat man who was carrying a sack bag not far away.

He has one hundred copies of "[-] Centimeters Per Second".