What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Chapter 95: This Is Our Boss

People’s first reaction was that Chu Ge had gone crazy. Daily updates are already challenging enough, and now they’re surprised that there’s a side story being written alongside the main story, and it seems like the side story will be regularly updated.

Moreover, Qiu Wuji’s past has barely been touched upon in the main story. It’s like a blank space. If a serialized autobiography of Qiu Wuji is written, it’s 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 Wuji’s 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 book’s performance. That’s why Chu Ge said, “Consider it as helping me with my work.”

At this moment, Chu Ge didn’t know the significance of this autobiography for Qiu Wuji’s personal cultivation. He looked at the rapidly increasing number of chapters and was speechless.

Damn, even my main story doesn’t have this many chapters!

Although this side story is released for free in the related works section, it’s still quite exaggerated, isn’t it?

Now, he deeply realized that his book is really popular… and he further understood Qiu Wuji’s invincible popularity in the hearts of readers.

“For Qiu Qiu’s autobiography, even if it’s written like an elementary school essay, I’ll still vote with my monthly ticket.”

“Author, you’ve got my vote.”

“By the way, have you guys read it? It’s written quite well.”

“Wuwuwu, my poor Qiu Qiu when she was a child…”

“Ahaha, I haven’t had a chance to read it yet… But it’s still written by Brother Chu, so the quality is guaranteed. Did you really think Qiu Qiu wrote it herself?”

“I’m starting to suspect that Brother Chu is actually a girl. Look at how he imitates Qiu Qiu’s tone in writing the autobiography. It’s so vivid and lifelike.”

“The truth has been revealed! The author is a woman!”

Chu Ge remained silent.

This wasn’t written by me; it was truly written by Qiu Qiu herself. Qiu Qiu’s writing skills in her autobiography are hundreds of times better than her storytelling skills.

Perhaps it’s not that her skills have improved, but rather her story itself has the power to evoke emotions. Because it’s 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… It’s 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 else’s story, the feeling of psychological collapse she experienced at that time, if it hadn’t 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 didn’t 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 people’s enthusiasm for this side story, she didn’t know how to feel.

Perhaps everyone considers it a fictional story… It doesn’t matter because reading a book is inherently about reading someone else’s story. Even when reading true history, it’s the same experience.

The key is to let everyone know about the unknown Qiu Wuji.

“‘Handsomeface’ becomes a supporter of this work.”

“‘The blue pill’ becomes a supporter of this work.”

“Just to clarify.” Panda boasted in the group, “My allegiance is for Qiu Qiu’s autobiography, not for short chapter author.”

Chu Ge: “It’s obvious to everyone that there’s no author in the world who is criticized for being short!” He blocked the blue pill.

Qiu Wuji laughed while watching and quietly unblocked Panda. Since you gave allegiance to my autobiography, don’t 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 can’t just be about paying the rent; he should give me money!

How much?

A thousand? A share of the book’s 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… Let’s think about it later. First, do what an assistant should do, like buying tea for the boss. Drinking cola every day isn’t good, according to Baidu.

Qiu Wuji’s 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 doesn’t matter anymore; she can change as she pleases.

Cosplaying is quite fun too!

Just around the corner, there’s 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 she’s not afraid now.

Overpriced? The master of this domain can now negotiate!

Entering the shop, the interior is classically elegant, and there’s a girl in a cheongsam playing the guzheng. In one corner, there’s 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. “Would you like to try our tea, ma’am?”

Qiu Wuji replied, “Can I just listen to the guzheng?”

The girl hesitated for a moment.

“Alright, alright,” Qiu Wuji said. “First, let me try a few teas.”

“Sure, please follow me.” 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 this…

Hmm, but she can learn from it. It’s quite interesting, and she can even bring it back to that world. It looks very elegant.

“Please try this Tie Guan Yin.” The girl handed Qiu Wuji a cup of tea. “This one is lightly roasted, with a mild flavor, good aftertaste, smooth texture…”

Qiu Wuji couldn’t understand what she was saying at all and took a sip with her head lowered.

The fragrance of tea filled her mouth, and Qiu Wuji’s heart skipped a beat. A hint of severity appeared in her eyes.

This tea… has spiritual energy?

It’s extremely subtle, barely perceptible if one isn’t 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?

It’s not from the tea leaves themselves, nor the water…

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. “Then, how about trying another one? This one is slightly higher in roasting…”

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 girl’s 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, “How about trying our rock tea…”

“Just a moment.” Qiu Wuji asked, “Do you also sell tea utensils here?”

The shop assistant smiled and said, “Of 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.”

Qiu Wuji had an idea in mind. “Then, show me the tea utensils first.”

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 hadn’t 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 wasn’t knowledgeable about purple clay teapots, the purple clay itself didn’t 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 Ge’s cultivation?

“Do you have any preferred styles, ma’am?” The shop assistant smiled and introduced, “This 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 skin…”

“Ah?” Qiu Wuji snapped out of her treasure-seeking thoughts and blurted out, “The largest one, the one that holds two kilograms!”

The shop assistant was puzzled.

Qiu Wuji smiled gracefully. “Actually, I’m buying it for my boss at home. I’m just a secretary.”

The shop assistant looked envious. “Having such a beautiful and elegant lady as a secretary, your boss must be incredibly wealthy.”

Chu Ge sneezed in the rented house.

“Cough.” Qiu Wuji asked, “So, how much does this large teapot cost?”

“9888.”

Qiu Wuji: “…”

“This is local purple clay, and it’s already considered quite cheap…”

You call this cheap? Well, if you consider the spiritual energy, it’s indeed cheap, but I don’t think you understand.

Qiu Wuji asked somewhat speechlessly, “And how much were those teas from earlier?”

“The first brew is 3000 yuan per kilogram, the second brew is 5888 yuan.”

Qiu Wuji remained expressionless and turned around to leave.

“Hey, miss, wait!” The shop assistant hurriedly caught up, “If you’re really interested, we can negotiate.”

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 couldn’t even afford tea…

She didn’t 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 cultivation…

While hesitating, a woman’s voice came from outside the door, “If this beautiful young lady wants it, I’ll make the decision. Half price, let’s be friends!”

Qiu Wuji turned her head and saw a woman in her thirties enter through the door, running towards her. “If this young lady could just tell me what skincare products you use and where you get your spa treatments, let’s be friends!”

Qiu Wuji glanced at the shop assistant, who covered her forehead. “This is our boss”

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