An Zhengzheng walked through the bustling crowd of book buyers.
The female cultivators who had seen the image stone were already looking at An Zhengzheng with curiosity, whispering among themselves.
"She...she is An Zhengzheng..."
"Is it her? It really seems to be her, exactly the same as the one in the photo stone, and without any makeup..."
After instructing Dong'er and the others to watch the shop, Madam Pei followed An Zhengzheng.
After passing through a long corridor, we arrived at the front hall of the backyard, where a group of female cultivators were looking at magazines and photo stones.
Upon seeing An Zhengzheng enter, no one spoke, and they all looked at this young girl with admiration in their eyes.
An Yirou immediately came forward, very confident about this month's issue of the magazine: "Sister, this month's magazine is sure to be a bestseller!"
She was also surprised before; her sister had sent a senior female artifact cultivator over a few days ago to deliver several thousand memory stones.
My sister had someone at Siyue Gate do it all these past few days.
An Zhengzheng said, "I also think it will sell very well. Don't forget what we said before, to have everyone post on the Jianghu forum."
Public opinion campaigns are very useful. In my past life, if I wanted to launch a product, I would ask bloggers and content creators on various platforms to recommend it.
"Selling magazines alone is not enough..."
An Zhengzheng looked at the female cultivators in the room. Most of them were from the Fu Sect who came to help make the magazine. Some were disciples of the Siyue Sect, and some were independent cultivators from Qilin Mountain who usually sold some talisman paper.
"Does Sister Zhengzheng have any ideas?" It was Song Juan who spoke, pulling Su Ying along, both of them with bright eyes.
An Zhengzheng nodded, not denying it, and only after everyone was seated did she express her thoughts.
"Thank you so much, sisters, for working so hard these past few days."
"You're too kind, young lady."
"Yes, we all had a very fulfilling time, and Miss Zhengzheng even let us pick out a lot of clothes and cosmetics, it was just a small favor."
Since there was no precedent in the cultivation world for recruiting female cultivators, they simply assumed they were there to help.
They are completely unaware that everything they do is creating value.
"I'm sure everyone hasn't been eating and drinking well these past few days. Zhengzheng bought some tea and snacks, so why don't we all sit down and have a bite?"
With a casual wave of his hand, An Zhengzheng brought out the tea set and new tea from his treasure bag in the hall.
"This is wonderful! I've never tasted tea before. Tea in the cultivation world is so precious..." Madam Pei said with delight.
A female cultivator from the human world said, "I did drink it when I was in the human world, but it has been more than a hundred years and I have long forgotten it."
"I have seen it. My husband once got a small piece of tea cake, but... sigh, it was never my daughter's or my turn to drink it."
The group suddenly became curious about the tea.
As she spoke, An Zhengzheng lowered her brows and personally brewed tea. Thanks to her grandfather, who loved tea in her previous life, she had excellent tea-brewing skills.
She invited the female cultivators present to enjoy the food together, and even brought out the pastries she had bought on the way to the Hundred Women's Pavilion.
In an instant, the aroma of tea filled the air, and the girls chatted and gathered around An Zhengzheng.
The scene was very warm and inviting.
An Zhengzheng's heart stirred slightly; what a wonderful scene this was.
They sipped their tea with utmost care, as if it were the finest nectar, drinking it with great caution.
"Is this flower tea?" Madam Pei smelled the faint floral fragrance.
An Zhengzheng replied gently, "Yes, it's made by scenting fresh magnolia blossoms and fresh tea leaves."
One of the female nuns said, "This seems different from what I used to drink in the human world..."
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