Peopleâs first reaction was that Chu Ge had gone crazy. Daily updates are already challenging enough, and now theyâre surprised that thereâs a side story being written alongside the main story, and it seems like the side story will be regularly updated.
Moreover, Qiu Wujiâs past has barely been touched upon in the main story. Itâs like a blank space. If a serialized autobiography of Qiu Wuji is written, itâs essentially starting another book. How is it any different from running two separate stories simultaneously?
However, it must be acknowledged that at this moment, the most popular character in the book is not the protagonist Chu Tiange, but the increasingly vivid Qiu Wuji. People have been highly interested in Qiu Wujiâs past for a long time, to the point where it surpasses the interest in the main story itself.
Releasing a side story autobiography at this time is indeed a good way to attract attention and boost the bookâs performance. Thatâs why Chu Ge said, âConsider it as helping me with my work.â
At this moment, Chu Ge didnât know the significance of this autobiography for Qiu Wujiâs personal cultivation. He looked at the rapidly increasing number of chapters and was speechless.
Damn, even my main story doesnât have this many chapters!
Although this side story is released for free in the related works section, itâs still quite exaggerated, isnât it?
Now, he deeply realized that his book is really popular⦠and he further understood Qiu Wujiâs invincible popularity in the hearts of readers.
âFor Qiu Qiuâs autobiography, even if itâs written like an elementary school essay, Iâll still vote with my monthly ticket.â
âAuthor, youâve got my vote.â
âBy the way, have you guys read it? Itâs written quite well.â
âWuwuwu, my poor Qiu Qiu when she was a childâ¦â
âAhaha, I havenât had a chance to read it yet⦠But itâs still written by Brother Chu, so the quality is guaranteed. Did you really think Qiu Qiu wrote it herself?â
âIâm starting to suspect that Brother Chu is actually a girl. Look at how he imitates Qiu Qiuâs tone in writing the autobiography. Itâs so vivid and lifelike.â
âThe truth has been revealed! The author is a woman!â
Chu Ge remained silent.
This wasnât written by me; it was truly written by Qiu Qiu herself. Qiu Qiuâs writing skills in her autobiography are hundreds of times better than her storytelling skills.
Perhaps itâs not that her skills have improved, but rather her story itself has the power to evoke emotions. Because itâs her real past, something she can recall after countless years of vicissitudes, it naturally carries weight.
It can be foreseen that the following chapters will be just as intriguing⦠Itâs not an invincible story, but a challenging journey through hardships.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized that when she discovered that everything was someone elseâs story, the feeling of psychological collapse she experienced at that time, if it hadnât been for her calm state of mind, he would have already been struck down by a sword.
But fortunately⦠at least it can be confirmed that Chu Ge didnât write about these past experiences, so they are indeed real.
If she is to write, then her own life will be penned by her own hand.
At this moment, Qiu Wuji sat on the curb, holding a basket of vegetables, and also looked at her phone.
Seeing peopleâs enthusiasm for this side story, she didnât know how to feel.
Perhaps everyone considers it a fictional story⦠It doesnât matter because reading a book is inherently about reading someone elseâs story. Even when reading true history, itâs the same experience.
The key is to let everyone know about the unknown Qiu Wuji.
ââHandsomefaceâ becomes a supporter of this work.â
ââThe blue pillâ becomes a supporter of this work.â
âJust to clarify.â Panda boasted in the group, âMy allegiance is for Qiu Qiuâs autobiography, not for short chapter author.â
Chu Ge: âItâs obvious to everyone that thereâs no author in the world who is criticized for being short!â He blocked the blue pill.
Qiu Wuji laughed while watching and quietly unblocked Panda. Since you gave allegiance to my autobiography, donât act recklessly next time.
She lifted her head in a good mood and suddenly thought of something more enjoyable. So, I can actually help him write the book as an assistant. This canât just be about paying the rent; he should give me money!
How much?
A thousand? A share of the bookâs earnings?
Qiu Wuji glanced at her WeChat wallet. Earlier this morning, Chu Ge casually transferred ten thousand to her⦠How should she calculate this?
Hmm⦠Letâs think about it later. First, do what an assistant should do, like buying tea for the boss. Drinking cola every day isnât good, according to Baidu.
Qiu Wujiâs eyes darted around, and she quietly hid in an empty place and snapped her fingers.
The basket of vegetables disappeared into thin air and appeared directly in the kitchen at home. The shirt and jeans on her body transformed into office attire, and her ponytail unraveled. In no time, she went from being a neighbor girl to an elegant office worker.
When she first bought clothes, it was to deliberately familiarize herself with everything about modern people. Now it doesnât matter anymore; she can change as she pleases.
Cosplaying is quite fun too!
Just around the corner, thereâs a tea shop that Qiu Wuji had been eyeing for a long time. The storefront has a nostalgic charm that feels very welcoming. Previously, Chu Ge said that things here must be expensive, all overpriced, but sheâs not afraid now.
Overpriced? The master of this domain can now negotiate!
Entering the shop, the interior is classically elegant, and thereâs a girl in a cheongsam playing the guzheng. In one corner, thereâs even an artificial mountain with a flowing stream, creating a harmonious blend with the sound of the guzheng.
Qiu Wuji became increasingly delighted as she looked around. This was the first time she saw such classical flavor in this world.
The guzheng-playing girl noticed the arrival of a customer and stood up gracefully. âWould you like to try our tea, maâam?â
Qiu Wuji replied, âCan I just listen to the guzheng?â
The girl hesitated for a moment.
âAlright, alright,â Qiu Wuji said. âFirst, let me try a few teas.â
âSure, please follow me.â The girl resumed her professional smile and led Qiu Wuji to a tea table.
The tea table was made of carved roots, and Qiu Wuji could tell it had considerable value. The girl listed a row of teas, and Qiu Wuji also felt they were quite valuable. Watching the girl elegantly brew the tea, she suddenly wondered why she had come here. Chu Ge only needed a large pot of tea instead of cola, not all of thisâ¦
Hmm, but she can learn from it. Itâs quite interesting, and she can even bring it back to that world. It looks very elegant.
âPlease try this Tie Guan Yin.â The girl handed Qiu Wuji a cup of tea. âThis one is lightly roasted, with a mild flavor, good aftertaste, smooth textureâ¦â
Qiu Wuji couldnât understand what she was saying at all and took a sip with her head lowered.
The fragrance of tea filled her mouth, and Qiu Wujiâs heart skipped a beat. A hint of severity appeared in her eyes.
This tea⦠has spiritual energy?
Itâs extremely subtle, barely perceptible if one isnât paying attention. But Qiu Wuji is highly sensitive to these things, and she can almost conclude that this tea truly has spiritual energy!
Where does the spiritual energy come from?
Itâs not from the tea leaves themselves, nor the waterâ¦
Qiu Wuji observed the girl for a moment, shook her head, and realized that the girl is just an ordinary person.
Seeing her shake her head, the girl smiled apologetically. âThen, how about trying another one? This one is slightly higher in roastingâ¦â
Qiu Wuji switched to another cup and took a sip, shaking her head again. This cup had no spiritual energy.
Her gaze wandered around and landed on the lid-covered bowl in the girlâs hand.
The two cups used different lidded bowls⦠So, was the previous spiritual energy from the tea utensils themselves?
Seeing her continued shaking her head, the shop assistant suggested, âHow about trying our rock teaâ¦â
âJust a moment.â Qiu Wuji asked, âDo you also sell tea utensils here?â
The shop assistant smiled and said, âOf course we do. We have high-quality purple clay teapots here. People say that our purple clay teapots are good for the body, and we have many repeat customers.â
Qiu Wuji had an idea in mind. âThen, show me the tea utensils first.â
She stood in front of the purple clay teapot display, and the small teapots were cute, palm-sized. The large teapots could hold one or two kilograms, and Qiu Wuji looked at them with a slight smile.
She hadnât seen the brewing and pouring method using lidded bowls before, but she was familiar with the firing method of these purple clay teapots. Their tea brewing was also similar to what she knew. She had done a lot of research on the materials used to make teapots, and suddenly felt she had encountered professionals.
Although she wasnât knowledgeable about purple clay teapots, the purple clay itself didnât matter to her. What she cared about was the spiritual energy.
All the purple clay teapots here had a faint trace of spiritual energy. It was conceivable that the clay mines where the raw materials came from contained some spiritual energy. The concentration of spiritual energy in the mines was very low, which meant that the land might carry spiritual energy, or it implied the presence of some other treasures underground, to the extent that the entire mining area was imbued with spiritual energy.
As a cultivator who had fought with others over treasures in the cultivation world all her life, this was the first reaction of Qiu Wuji when she encountered something valuable. If there were treasures⦠would they be beneficial to Chu Geâs cultivation?
âDo you have any preferred styles, maâam?â The shop assistant smiled and introduced, âThis small purple clay teapot is quite nice, very suitable for a beauty like you. Holding it in your hand can also keep it warm and nourish the skinâ¦â
âAh?â Qiu Wuji snapped out of her treasure-seeking thoughts and blurted out, âThe largest one, the one that holds two kilograms!â
The shop assistant was puzzled.
Qiu Wuji smiled gracefully. âActually, Iâm buying it for my boss at home. Iâm just a secretary.â
The shop assistant looked envious. âHaving such a beautiful and elegant lady as a secretary, your boss must be incredibly wealthy.â
Chu Ge sneezed in the rented house.
âCough.â Qiu Wuji asked, âSo, how much does this large teapot cost?â
â9888.â
Qiu Wuji: ââ¦â
âThis is local purple clay, and itâs already considered quite cheapâ¦â
You call this cheap? Well, if you consider the spiritual energy, itâs indeed cheap, but I donât think you understand.
Qiu Wuji asked somewhat speechlessly, âAnd how much were those teas from earlier?â
âThe first brew is 3000 yuan per kilogram, the second brew is 5888 yuan.â
Qiu Wuji remained expressionless and turned around to leave.
âHey, miss, wait!â The shop assistant hurriedly caught up, âIf youâre really interested, we can negotiate.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Qiu Wuji felt it was pointless to negotiate. Her usual haggling skills had no meaning here unless she could knock off a digit!
She thought Chu Ge had some wealth now, but apparently, he couldnât even afford teaâ¦
She didnât care about the tea, but she really wanted that purple clay teapot. If Chu Ge could drink tea brewed in this teapot regularly, it would be beneficial to his cultivationâ¦
While hesitating, a womanâs voice came from outside the door, âIf this beautiful young lady wants it, Iâll make the decision. Half price, letâs be friends!â
Qiu Wuji turned her head and saw a woman in her thirties enter through the door, running towards her. âIf this young lady could just tell me what skincare products you use and where you get your spa treatments, letâs be friends!â
Qiu Wuji glanced at the shop assistant, who covered her forehead. âThis is our bossâ
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