I write novels in Liyue

He was flushed and drunk, and walked staggeringly on the street, all the way to the door of the bookstore next to the fountain.

With his arrival, the white pigeons flew away one after another.

"And the editor-in-chief... is also unreasonable. The book arrived a few days ago, but it's on sale tomorrow..."

Looking at the preview of "Weathering With You" in front of the bookstore, Wendy was very melancholy.

These are all sufferings in the world.

It's fine that Fang Qiu hasn't written a book for so long during the Sea Lantern Festival, but Fang Qiu's book finally arrived, but because the book release date has just passed, it will take a while for the book to be released.

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

He decided to sleep here tonight.

He still has sixty moras in his hand, which he purposely refrained from drinking to save investment.

When the book is released tomorrow morning, he will use the money to buy three copies of "Weathering With You", and then sell them at a high price to those who line up behind.

A book, a hundred moras.

Presumably there must be rich people willing to pay the bill.

He can find a tavern and drink while reading Fang Qiu's new book.

It's a pity that the capital is too little, just now he borrowed money from the bartender gifted by the angel to do this, and that bartender calculated the general ledger and kicked him out.

If there were enough moras, he would buy fifty copies and sell them three times to the next in line.

Earn forty moras a book.

In the case of fifty books, that is two thousand moras.

Two thousand moras are enough for him to live a good life for several days.

pity……

The Mora in his hand is only sixty in total.

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

At this time, Diona passing by saw the alcoholic poet lying at the door, she couldn't help frowning, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth.

It's this guy again...

One of Fang Qiu's biggest accomplices.

He queued up at the door of the bookstore one night earlier.

Because this guy opened storytelling in Angel's Gift, many taverns imitated it one after another. Even Cattail Tavern invited a bard to the tavern for storytelling.

For a while, the number of people drinking alcohol increased sharply, and the number of people reading Fang Qiu's books also increased day by day.

She couldn't stop all this, she could only watch the drinkers in the tavern drink while stroking the cat and listening to storytelling.

This made her very sad.

I can only hope that one day, Fang Qiu will come to Mond.

Then she wanted to make a glass of the worst wine for Fang Qiu to drink, and she drank it to the level of nightmares.

Take revenge on the heinous Fang Qiu!

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The next day.

The melodious wind caresses the land of Mond, and the clear spring water rushes towards the lake in the rushing river.

It was morning.

There was already a long queue in front of the bookstore.

"Finally, I have waited for a long time until today. If you want me to say, the editor of the publishing house should be transferred to fetch water. A few days ago, I saw a traveler bring Fang Qiu's book from Liyue. I thought it would be the next day. You can see it, but it turned out that this group of editors is good, if you have to wait for the book release date, Mo La won’t make any money, right?”

"That's right, maybe Liyue people have been watching it for several days! Maybe Dao Wife is the same! It is said that the editor-in-chief of Dao Wife can operate the market."

"It's really too rigid. Can the editor-in-chief of the publishing house understand the concept of the market first? I think I can discuss this with the head of Qin, and ask her to contact the publishing house so that they can save Edit this part."

"It makes sense, an excellent story, I can't wait! As the best bard in the entire Tivat continent, I won't allow this to happen!"

Hearing the mixed words in her ears, Mona frowned, and looked at the bard in front of her, who just woke up from the ground and was talking, her eyes were full of doubts.

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

As a result, just at the beginning, the water pan was blown up by a gust of wind, and even the hat and clothes were blown away.

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

But the strange thing is that last night, when she came here to line up with a pillow and a bench, she actually saw this guy drunk and sleeping in front of the bookstore.

He was still murmuring vaguely that he wanted three copies of "Weathering With You" from the boss.

He also said that it would be cheaper to sell it to you, only two hundred moras for a copy.

This guy, like her, wants to make a living by helping people line up to buy books...

Does this guy really have any unfathomable background?

She wanted to have another look at divination.

However, the divination last time suffered a lot...

just forget it.

Peeping into the bard's secrets is not as important as taking Mora, who is helping people in line, to have a long-lost meal of meat later.

What are we going to eat later?

BBQ steak?

Monde grilled fish?

Wild Mushroom Chicken Skewers?

Sweet flower stuffed chicken?

This period of time is Liyue's Sea Lantern Festival, and Fang Qiu hasn't published a book for a long time.

She has not eaten meat for a long time.

Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

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

Without Fang Qiu's book release day, it is really not easy to make money.

Although there is a long queue on the book release day, the books everyone wants to buy are very complicated.

Whether it is reselling or helping people line up, it will waste a lot of time for shop assistants to help find books, which will cause people behind the line to wait for a long time.

And if you only buy one kind of book, the clerk can't waste much time, just count the number of books.

Therefore, except for Fang Qiu's books, she will not come here to help people line up to make money.

Speaking of which, she also thought about reading Fang Qiu's book, but between selling it for money and reading the book, she still chose to sell it for money and have a good meal.

This time, "Children of the Weather", why don't you keep a copy for yourself.

My own manuscript has also passed, and the repair fee for the instrument and the scheduled planetarium have also been paid.

Life should not be so tight for a while...

Check it out then.

At that time, it will be sold at half price.

Ugh.

Why doesn't this publishing house know how to make a collection of limited editions and the like.

I queue up to buy it myself, and after reading it, I can sell it to others at a premium.

Just as Mona sighed and looked up at Wendy in front of him, he was still discussing with the people in line about things that the publishing house didn't understand.

Right now.

The bookstore opened.

Wendy, who had given an impassioned speech just now, immediately fell silent, turned around and took out sixty moras.

Seeing the sixty moras in Wendy's hand, Mona couldn't help being taken aback and almost laughed out loud.

Sixty Mora...

This guy is too poor, right?

She gave Wendy a contemptuous look, and proudly took out two hundred moras.

She bought ten copies in total.

Keep one copy for yourself, and sell the others at a high price.

Logically speaking, for the second book seller, it would not be too much to sell a book for sixty moras, right?

In this way, she can make a net profit of nearly four hundred moras.

However, for the specific selling price, let's look at the price of this idle bard.

Hope he doesn't sell too little.

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

She also paid two hundred moras and bought ten copies of "Children of the Weather", holding a bench, and followed the bard.

Soon, the bard looked for a candidate.

It was a young man in luxurious clothes.

"Sir, may I ask, are you here to buy "Weathering With You?"

"What's up?"

"I have more than two copies here, and I can sell them to you cheaply."

"Oh? How much is a copy?"