Soon, Emperor Xizong had the idea to go to the Royal Library and continue to promote his ancestor's skill in playing with writing skills.
Not only did the price of one thousand words per gold in the Royal Library rise to the astronomical price of one gold per word, but the library cards were also given to relatives and relatives, claiming to the outside world that they recognized the card but not the person.
It is clear that outsiders are encouraged to borrow cards and read books from relatives and relatives to open up financial resources.
Relatives and relatives can also make money by renting book cards, which can be said to be beneficial in many ways.
Xizong's order was executed perfectly.
Passed down for hundreds of years, the book cards in the Royal Library are almost clearly priced. The rental price of one hundred gold per day has supported many down-and-out relatives and relatives.
However, Xu Yi paused outside the door for a moment, read the words on the jade, and then walked towards the foyer.
In the middle of the foyer is a row of windows, which are the same as the windows used to buy food in Lianwu Hall. The notice board on one side clearly states that newbies need to enter with a card, top up money and deposit, and it will not be refunded.
Xu Yi shook his head at the sight. This was almost the same as the traffic package launched by a certain company in later generations. This shows that wisdom can be copied across time and space.
The business of the Royal Library is not very good. There are only three windows and hundreds of people queue up.
This amount is not bad for a small restaurant, but for the Royal Library, which covers an area of dozens of hectares and holds nearly 100 million books, it is undoubtedly a stream flowing into the sea.
"How much do you charge?"
The old man in green clothes inside the door asked feebly.
"A thousand gold coins!"
Xu Yi put the card and money into the window.
"Looking at old books?"
The old man in green said curiously.
"First time here."
Xu Yi told the truth, feeling a little curious.
"No wonder!"
The old man in Tsing Yi poked at the brand number on the left side of the transparent window. There was a row of small words written on it for newcomers, the more the merrier.
"Is it still a thousand gold coins?"
The old man in green asked questions and stretched out his hand to grab the money.
"I changed my mind, ten thousand gold!"
Xu Yi handed over the diastolic golden ticket again.
The old man in green frowned slightly and looked at Xu Yi for the first time, "Why are you willing to pay more?" There was both surprise and disappointment in his tone.
"Newcomers should abide by the rules!"
Xu Yi said with a smile.
"Your boy is a character."
After speaking, the old man in green took the golden ticket. But the hand slowed down and said, "One thousand gold, I'll sell you a piece of news."
"Thank you!"
Xu Yi Chuan. He quickly handed over the gold ticket and said loudly, "Add another two thousand gold!"
When he was in Guang'an, Xu Yi had frequent interactions with Manager Xie from the Alchemy Hall, and he was very aware of the power of the carriage shop's office. This generation may not succeed enough, but it may fail more than enough.
The old man in front of him made it clear that he wanted to eat from An Rule's side. Xu Yi knew the rules very well. Since he wanted to give a favor, he might as well give it as much as he could.
Sure enough, the old man in green was startled for a moment, then smiled, still going through the procedures in a leisurely manner, "It's unreasonable for people like you not to succeed. That's all, good people will do their best to the end. Room Jiachen on the north side, There is Huadiao wine, ready, take it to the clean room and give it to the old man with the broken eyebrow."
After transmitting the message, Yujue handed it over and still shouted weakly, "Next one."
Get out of the foyer. Xu Yi walked forward, but he saw a wide courtyard paved with bluestones and shaded by giant trees on both sides. After looking north, I soon saw the signboard of the military building. I walked quickly and found the room of Jiachen. I pushed it gently and the thick old yellow pear wood door creaked. Slowly tear open a gap.
Xu Yi quickly found two jars of unopened Huadiao wine, put them into the Sumeru Ring, walked out, carefully closed the door, and continued on.
After walking another hundred meters, we finally entered a huge, extremely monotonous space. Looking around, we could see no beginning to the east and west, no end to the north and south. Rows of bookshelves stood neatly, like a sea of pine trees and a forest.
Another announcement was recorded on the wall at the entrance. After scanning it at a glance, Xu Yicai secretly marveled at the royal family's ability to make money.
It turns out that the bookshelves here are all sealed, and the only way to open them is with book cards.
If you want to check out any kind of book, you must first pay with your card.
For example, he asked someone who wanted to know the origin of a certain monster to find the Monster Books column and choose from books such as Chronicles of Monsters, Strange Monsters, Origins of Monsters, etc.
If you are not sure in your mind, then you have to try out one book after another. If you don’t take out a book, you have to consume it first, even if not a word of the book is suitable for your own use.
In other words, this is a gamble, betting on your own luck.
If your luck is good, you will be done with one or two books; if your luck is not good, you will have to check the designated books one by one, and your consumption will be lost.
What's even more amazing is that if you want to recharge the money a second time, you can only do it in the hall. The recharge fee here is a full 50% more expensive than outside.
When Xu Yi saw this rule, he still didn't understand why there was a small sign saying "Instructions for Newcomers, the More the Better" in front of the previous recharge window.
This is obviously done deliberately for the convenience of the library. The person who did it is definitely not to remind new book readers, but to attract people in this vague way.
If he allowed someone to not pay attention to this before, and be wary of everything like a new book reader, and deliberately go against the warning of the old man in green, he would probably spend all his money this time.
After scanning the notice carefully, Xu Yi stopped acting rashly and carefully checked the route map beside the notice. He followed the map and searched for nearly half an hour before finally finding the clean room.
A withered and yellow wing room stood in the southeast corner. There was a straw mat in the corner and an old man in linen clothes was curled up and sleeping.
Xu Yi walked around to the side and took a closer look at the old man's face. He had a gray head and a white beard. The ravines on his face were like the dry land plowed by the years. His long, snow-white eyebrows were particularly eye-catching. The eyebrows on the left were particularly eye-catching. A piece of it was bald about two-thirds of the way.
His cheeks were red, his eyes were swollen, and when he sniffed his nose gently, a faint smell of alcohol came over him, which was clearly a sign of being an alcoholic for many years.
At the moment, Xu Yi called out two altars of flower carvings, pulled open the covers, and gently stirred them up.
After rubbing on the ground, the old man sat up. Before opening his hazy eyes, he reached for the wine jar with unusual precision.
Xu Yi did not dodge and let him hold him. The old man hugged the wine jar and drank freely. The amount of wine was amazing. In an instant, not a drop of wine was left in the jar, and not a drop was spilled.
"Tsk, tsk, my thirst is finally quenched, my dear, it's been three days, no smart people have come for three days, but the old man is going to die of thirst..."
The old man looked as if he had been thirsty for a long time and was satisfied with his drink. Without saying a word, he took another wine vat and drank heavily.
After more than ten breaths, the old man finally put down the wine jar, with a face full of intoxication, carefully sealed the wine skin, and sighed, "Old Xie, you are making money with the old man, and you still get stuck in the old man's neck. Two jars are put into him every time." Damn..." To be continued.
