Teyvat: I'm just a girl selling comics, please respect yourself

Chapter 3 Reward: Blood Bodhi

That night, Su Han did not return to the Wangsheng Hall, but stayed overnight in the shop.

After all, the store was opening the next day, so we had to make more preparations.

Promotion and hiring of people both take time.

The next morning.

Accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, the Wanjie Comics Store opened.

What Su Han didn't expect was that Hu Tao and Zhong Li came to congratulate him. The two of them brought flowers and gifts, and smiled at him, "Hehe. Congratulations on your prosperity, Su Han. No, now you are Boss Su. Do you have any tea and cakes?"

Su Han has few friends. Apart from Hu Tao and Zhongli, he is only closer to Xiangling.

However, this young cook went out last month and no one knew when she would be back, so she naturally didn't notify him. After all, he was not very familiar with Master Mao.

"Yes, please come in."

Su Han invited the two of them in. Although the store was small, it had everything he needed, and even had a rest room on the second floor.

When she entered the store, Hu Tao was immediately attracted by the posters on the wall. The entire wall was in comic style, some of which were landscapes and some were characters.

It's very cool just to look at.

Hu Tao said with a look of shock: "Oh my god, it looks so awesome. Is this Bu Jingyun? The style is really cool. I didn't expect you to use comics as walls. Su Han, do you think I should do it in Wangsheng Hall? It looks pretty good."

Su Han was sweating profusely after hearing this, and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Don't do that, Master. Calm down. The Wangsheng Hall should be more solemn!"

The Hall of the Rebirth is where the host goes after death. Isn't it ridiculous to make it in a comic pink style? If Hu Tao really does this, her grandfather's coffin may not be able to hold it down.

The master of the hall put his hands on his waist and said with an unhappy look: "Why? It looks pretty good."

To be fair, comic wall panels are nice and eye-catching, so it should be okay to change the style occasionally.

Su Han smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I have no choice. I am poor. Besides, the business of the Wangsheng Hall is to serve the dead. It should be solemn, don't you think? Zhongli."

Su Han winked at the old man frantically while speaking, and the latter understood what he meant.

"What Su Han said makes sense, Master, I also think it's best to keep it as it is. You have to know that the client is grieving, and black shows solemnity."

"Hmm, I didn't expect that even you would say that. Well, it seems better to be more serious."

Hu Tao has a lively personality. Her idea of ​​changing the decoration just now was just a whim. Now that she has calmed down, she naturally understands Zhongli's intention.

The matter was forgotten.

While the three were chatting, a customer finally came.

"Comics? What is this?"

"Hello, sir. This is a comic book of martial arts stories. The price is 2000 Mora. The pictures are beautiful! The story is novel."

The clerk was still selling his products, but the customer was already attracted by the pictures on the wall.

"How can a golden fish stay in a pond? Once it encounters wind and clouds, it changes into a dragon. What a good poem. Can I have two copies?"

"Thank you for your patronage."

In fact, this buyer is also a down-and-out man with great ambitions in his heart, but he suffers from a lack of opportunities for development. When he saw this poem today, he inexplicably felt that his worries were revealed.

Although he didn't have much money, the man felt it was worth buying.

This comic is quite good in terms of both its painting style and poetry, so he wants to see what the content is like!
As more and more customers come, the store entrance becomes more and more lively.

Hu Tao was surprised to see such a lively scene: "It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and there are so many people? Su Han, how did you do it?"

Seeing the hall master's shocked expression, Su Han said proudly: "It's very simple. I found some children yesterday. I asked them to go to the vicinity of Chihu Rock with the promotional pictures of the comics. When everyone saw the exquisite pictures, they naturally wanted to see them."

Zhongli next to him shook his head and said, "I don't think it's that simple. I estimated that 100 copies have been sold just now. Brother Su, what other methods did you use?"

"Hehe, you figured it out. It's very simple. I found a friend of yours."

"friend?"

Zhongli thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

"You are really thoughtful. You even thought of Brother Tian."

The so-called Brother Tian is Liyue’s storyteller—Tian Tiezui.

The other party was a serious storyteller, ahem. He always boasted about the Liyue immortals and Prince Yan, so it was hard for Zhongli not to know.

Su Han was using that party to further expand the publicity. In fact, with the impact of comics, traditional storytelling has become outdated. If Su Han had not taken action, Tian Tiezui might even lose his job.

This time, he also did Zhongli a favor. On the street, there was also a comic screen behind Tian Tiezui.

At this moment he was talking eloquently, telling a story of martial arts. According to this gentleman's temperament, he was unwilling to accept the order.

But unfortunately, Su Han gave too much. Just one day of talking cost him 80,000 Mora.

He simply couldn't refuse such a generous reward.

There are even commissions for selling more. Although I don’t understand what commissions mean, who wouldn’t be happy to be paid more?

"It is said that Xiongba found the clay Buddha again ten years later. The fortune he got was: Success is due to the wind and clouds, and failure is also due to the wind and clouds. This made Xiongba, who believed in fate, very angry. Although he did not admit it, he secretly made some moves."

It was wonderful for others to hear.

They all asked what this novel story was.

Tian Tiezui raised his lips. The customer had arrived. He took a sip of tea and introduced, "This story is a new martial arts story. It was written by Mr. Su Han, a former guest of Wangsheng Hall.

Everyone knows that gentleman, right? If you want to see it, you can go to the commercial street. It just opened today. The comics are as beautiful as the poster behind me. "

As he spoke, Tian Tiezui took out his comics and showed them to others.

Everyone took a look.

Oops.

What a beautiful thing.

The selling price is only 2000 Mora, and it is worth it even if you keep it as a collection.

The popularity of the comic was beyond Hu Tao's imagination. Thousands of copies were sold in just one hour.

"Wow, this is so popular, Zhongli. Looks like our store is going to have a big boss."

"The comics are exquisite and the stories are novel. Naturally popular."

One book costs 2000 Moraes, and 1000 books would cost two million.

In just one hour, Su Han earned back all the money he owed and even made a profit. This ability is terrifying to tell others about.

Just as the two were talking, Su Han came back with the gold note.

"Master, I owe you this."

"Hey, don't worry. Su Han, your business is so hot now, you should make more profits. There's no rush for this money."

Walnut refused again and again, and even reminded him that if he wanted to do big business, there would never be a shortage of Mora Hall of the Dead.

Moreover, with Su Han's ability, he could earn tens of millions of Mora in just a few days. The money that Hu Tao had was just a drop in the bucket.

Su Han also knew Hu Tao's character. Since he was indeed short of money at the moment, he did not refuse and temporarily took the money: "Okay, then I will give it to you in a few days."

Seeing that more and more people were buying, Hu Tao and Zhong Li stopped bothering him. Before leaving, they told him that if he had any new comics, he must send them to the Wangsheng Hall first.

Otherwise, Walnut will be angry.

Su Han smiled and said, "Of course I will send it to you as soon as possible. Take care."

After seeing the two off, the room suddenly became deserted.

Su Han smiled slightly. Now he finally had time to claim the reward.

【Prompt: Please ask if you would like to receive the first phase reward of the "Wind and Cloud" comic. 】

"receive."

When Su Han was sure, an illusory prize pool that only he could see appeared in the air, with books of martial arts and various treasures rotating in it.

Finally, the screen pointer stopped on a bright red fruit.

[Hint: You have obtained the treasure "Blood Bodhi"! ]

[Tip: Blood Bodhi can use points to improve its effect]

[Hint: In the next stage, you need to sell a total of 2000 "Feng Yun" comics! ]

Seeing the blood-red fruit in his hand, Su Han was delighted: "It seems that my luck is still good."

The first wave of rewards are treasures for improvement and enhancement. With this blood bodhi, Su Han's physique can be greatly improved.

(End of this chapter)