Ruoshui felt a little pity after hearing this. He could only sell it at a used bookstall for five cents at most. It cost him ten cents to buy a white book and copy it back home. The two books added up to a loss of ten cents!
"Then we won't sell these two books. The shopkeeper will check if there are any problems with these books."
Zhang Qian just happened to see that the other party opened the page of a book and there was a quite new idea. He has never been ashamed to ask questions, so he couldn't help but bowed his hands and said: "Senior, I would like to excuse you, can you lend me the book in your hand?"
Ruoshui was stunned for a moment, but Ruoxuan immediately grabbed the book and stuffed it into the other person's hand: "Brother, give it!"
Weak Shui: "..."
Zhang Qian was also stunned by Ruoxuan's quick reaction.
Ruoxuan opened her big eyes, looked at the other person, and urged with her eyes: Little brother, look at it quickly. After reading it, you will definitely benefit a lot, and then you will buy it!
This is a book she copied with Wenquxingjun's pen-cleaning water. It contains Wenquxingjun's immortality and talent, which is of great benefit to scholars.
This ink was collected by Wenquxingjun when she came to the Ruushui River to wash her pens.
At that time, Xingjun also praised her for being smart and saw that his pen-washing water was a good thing, which could enlighten her wisdom and make her think quickly.
Weak Shui: "..."
Zhang Qian couldn't help but smile, but out of respect he didn't open it, but looked at Ruo Shui.
Ruoshui came back to his senses and said, "It doesn't matter, young master, do whatever you want."
His daughter's intention was so obvious. If he said no, she would think he was stupid again.
The shopkeeper felt a little regretful when he saw this. If he had known that Mr. Zhang was interested in these two books, he would have accepted them. Anyway, it was only a matter of a few cents.
Mr. Zhang is the son of the new county magistrate and is extremely difficult to please. Even if he comes to buy books on weekdays and is given a discount, he is not happy.
I didn't expect that I would fall in love with a book copied by a scholar who was not even a scholar.
But it's also possible that I just admire his handwriting.
Otherwise, what can a scholar without any fame write?
Today, Yang Qixiang happened to make an appointment with a classmate to come to the study room to see if there were any new books from the capital. When he heard the sound of weak water, he specially pulled the classmate out from the other end of the bookshelf, just in time to see this scene.
He recognized Zhang Qian at a glance as the eldest son of the county magistrate. His eyes flashed, then he raised a smile and stepped forward with surprise: "Brother Weak, it's really you! Are you here to buy books?"
Yang Qixiang glanced at Zhang Qian secretly. Seeing that he was looking at it seriously, he felt a little worried. Is what Ruoshui wrote so attractive?
No, Zhang Qian must just appreciate his calligraphy!
Ruoshui has stopped studying for seven or eight years, what can he write that is decent?
On the contrary, 13-year-old Zhang Qian had already been admitted as a scholar when he was in the capital, and he was still a natural talent.
How could a young genius, a true star of literature and music, value something written by a scholar from a remote village like Ruoshui who was not a scholar?
Thinking of this made him relieved.
Luo Wenzheng didn't know Zhang Qian, but he hated Wei Shui very much, just because when he was in the academy, he always fawned over Wei Shui, but Wei Shui never paid attention to him.
Humph, his family deserves to be in bad luck. His father is dead, his eldest brother is crazy, his second brother is crippled, and his daughter is stupid!
This is retribution!
Luo Wenzheng looked up and down at Ruoshui, who was dressed in coarse cloth and was no longer shiny, and said with a smile: "Hey, who is it? It turns out to be Brother Ruoshui! Long time no see! Brother Yang, you are mistaken, Brother Ruoshui is He has dropped out of school, why would he come to buy books? It’s useless to buy them! He only makes money by copying books for the study! Just now I heard Brother Qiang say that two books accidentally contain his own opinions. Brother Qiang, Am I right?"
Ruoshui glanced at him lightly: "Who are you?"
Luo Wenzheng: "..."
Bastard, you look down on others!
"Brother Weak is copying books and selling them?" Yang Qixiang was hurriedly surprised, and then continued: "Brother Weak was talented and brilliant in writing. Brother Weak's annotations must be unique. Brother Weak, I will buy the two books you copied. ”
Zhang Qian frowned after hearing this and was about to say something, but Luo Wenzheng sneered and said: "Brother Yang, you are all going to take the imperial examination. The weak brother has dropped out of school for many years and did not even pass the examination. His comment What's the use to you? Although I know you want to help the weak brother, aren't you insulting your own knowledge? Besides, how can the weak brother be embarrassed to sell it? People who don't know also misunderstand that the weak brother, who is not a scholar, looks down on you, the master of the people's examination. Yeah! Right, weak brother?"
Yang Qixiang noticed Zhang Qian's displeasure and immediately said: "Brother Luo, what you said is wrong. If we are walking among three people, I must be my teacher. Besides, Brother Luo's knowledge at that time was far better than mine. There must be something worth learning from his insights." Brother weak, I really want to buy it, but how much money is it? Is one or two copies enough?"
Ruoxuan felt uncomfortable and angry listening to their words!
She just wanted to understand why she felt uncomfortable. After all, she had never seen many people when she was making flowers. How could she understand that there is a necessary skill in human language called sarcasm?
Now that she heard the insults and contempt Luo Wenzheng said, she understood.
So on the second day of Xiaohua Xianren's internship, she mastered the second skill - sarcasm.
Ruoxuan followed Luo Wenzheng's example and crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking at them both up and down with disdain: "Even if you are not blind, you can see that my father is better than you and can be your master. Although you guys don’t look very smart, I’m afraid that if you buy it, it will ruin the books that my father worked so hard to copy, but since you really want to buy it, let’s treat it as an enlightenment for you! One copy of Chenghui is a hundred taels, and two copies Two hundred taels in total, thank you! Oh, by the way, you bought it sincerely, right? Since you bought it sincerely, you won’t find it expensive, right, stupid uncle? "
Ruo Xuan said the last sentence to Luo Wenzheng, and the tone was exactly the same as the sentence he said before, "Right, Brother Ruo"!
The whole paragraph can be said in five sentences, no more or no less!
"Pfft!" Zhang Qian quickly covered his mouth. He couldn't hold it back for a moment. He was rude!
In fact, the little sister learned it so much that it was so lifelike.
Xuan Bao is a small one and looks like a jade snow dumpling. Not only does he not make people disgusted when he talks like an adult, but he also makes people feel cute. Zhang Qian's heart softens.
The children in Xianzhou were originally very angry, but they didn't know how to curse, they could only glare angrily, and they couldn't help but laugh at this moment.
Xuan Bao is really awesome! What a great fight!
Ruoshui originally wanted to say something sarcastic and refuse to go back, but he felt better after hearing his daughter's words.
He smiled and said: "Forget it, I didn't want to sell it originally because I was afraid that you would insult my book. But there is no insult that two hundred taels of heart cannot bear. Come on, show your sincerity and give me some money!"
Yang Qixiang and Luo Wenzheng were so angry that their faces turned black!
Especially Luo Wenzheng, what the hell is uncle stupid?
He was so angry!
He said angrily: "Ruoshui, don't give you face, you are shameless! One hundred and two books? If you don't know, you might think it is a book written by some world-famous scholar! You really think of yourself as the reincarnation of Wenquxing!"
Xiuxuan, who has a strong learning ability, also said angrily: "Your face is worthless, of course we don't want it! Who are you? You don't think your face is worth a hundred taels, do you? You really think you are the reincarnation of Grandpa, the God of Wealth. !”
No more, no less, exactly four sentences!
Luo Wenzheng was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Asshole! You! You are so disrespectful!"
Ruoxuan put her hands on her hips and said fiercely: "You are so presumptuous! You! You are nothing big or small!"
Hum, aunt, I am a century-old little flower demon! Older than your father! Please find out who respects whom!
