"Excellent. In just ten days, we sold 30,000 out of 50,000 copies, and the rest were handed over to Xuanting Bookstore for sale. In a few days, 'The Story of the Western Wing' will be available in the Ten Nations. According to Tang, the sales of books in a month could reach 500,000." Fang Yun said.

"You can be called a little rich man from now on. Come on, I'll recite a poem for you to write down." Li Wenying said.

Fang Yun picked up the pen and paper on the table and waited for Li Wenying to recite the poem.

"The frozen woods are about to break, the lonely roots are warm and return alone. In the deep snow of the front village, several branches bloomed last night. The wind carries the fragrance, and the birds peek at the beauty. Next year, according to the law, I will first go to the Spring Terrace."