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Early the next morning, there were already people waiting there. Luohe Tu brought 5 copies of "Concubines Are Poisonous" and 10 copies of "Rebirth of the Prime Minister" that day.

"New books, new books, Xiao Xiami all the way to counterattack the imperial examination Prime Minister, 10 copies are available today, while supplies last!"

People came over again, but within half an hour, they were all sold out again!

"Little boss, don't you still have a copy in your hand? Aren't you going to sell it?"

Luo Hetu looked up at his innocent face: "This is reserved for Sister Ye."

The person who asked the question immediately turned off his microphone.

Another person who bought "Concubines Are Poisonous" yesterday hurriedly came back and said, "Little boss, you haven't finished this book yet. This is the first one!"

"Yes, the rest of it hasn't been printed yet."

"Why not print it!" The consumer lamented.

Luo Hetu was also sad: "Because there is not enough money!"

The system only gives 150 gold coins at most for completing tasks in one night, 10 gold coins for printing a book, and a maximum of 15 books a day. What can she do?

However, hunger marketing was also her original intention, so there is nothing wrong with selling slowly like this.

There were a lot of people in front of Luo He Tu's stall these two days. They couldn't buy a book, so they chatted with Luo He Tu. They asked her if the author "Xiao Luo" on the book was her, and asked if she would come tomorrow. Come on, how many books does a book have? Luo Hetu answered them one by one. He only said that Xiao Luo is a genius in writing books, but her family is poor and printing is expensive. She sells small books as long as everyone likes them. She will come here every day to arrange them. stall.

After waiting like this for a while, Ye Qingzhu didn't come, but someone she didn't want to see came.

Chunyu Yan looked surprised: "Hetu, why are you selling things here?"

Luo Hetu didn't answer her, but looked at her side uncontrollably.

A woman stood there quietly, looking at her with a pair of deep eyes.

The tip of Luo Hetu's nose suddenly smelled a smell, like the comforting smell of a bathed, fluffy animal after basking in the sun. The tip of her nose moved, her throat rolled, and she suddenly felt hot.

Although Luo Hetu was not differentiated, she could smell the smell of pheromones.

Everyone I meet usually wears a suppressor patch. This thing is like underwear, something that civilized people must use. But in places where there are a lot of people sweating, there will be a slight mixture of pheromone leakage, but the smell is tolerable in Luohetu.

I could smell the pheromones clearly, except for the time when Chun Yuyan deliberately teased her and deliberately leaked the pheromones, this was the time.

She stared blankly at the woman with her eyes open. She was really good-looking. Her long hair was still tied back with a jade hairpin. Her eyebrows were as dark as black and her face was as bright as the moon. Her temperament was cold and distant, but the ends of her eyes were slightly raised. Pick, if you smile, it will be a bit attractive.

She should not appear in a crowded market, or in front of a stall where a group of people are rushing to read novels. Instead, she should step down from the luxury car with her slender white calves, climb up the stairs little by little, and enter the glittering and beautiful place. In the hotel lobby, just give your shawl to the waiter.

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