Chapter 129 I raised my husband in ancient times (18)
"Young lady has the foresight. Chunhua didn't expect so much."
"You are a little maid, what do you know?"
"It's Chunhua who is stupid."
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Inside the bookstore.
As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the aroma of ink. The bookstore is not big or small, half of it is a bookshelf, and the other half is neatly arranged with pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
The bookshelves are filled with books, from new to old, with titles written on the yellow covers.
From "The Analects of Confucius" to "The Great Learning", there is everything you need.
Jiang Tang casually opened a book of "The Analects of Confucius" and saw a line of small words on the title page.
If you learn without thinking, you will be in vain; if you think without learning, you will be in danger. Let’s encourage you together - Wen Zijun.
Jiang Tang looked at other books and found that there was a row of small characters on the title pages of these books, and most of them were written by Wen Zijun.
"Girl, how can I help you? Do you want to buy a book or the Four Treasures of the Study?"
A young man in green shirt came over and saw Jiang Tang lingering around the bookshelf, so he came over to introduce him.
Jiang Tang pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone opposite and said.
"How to calculate the price of pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"
"Girl, this would be a lot to introduce. There are four kinds of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Each of them is divided into more than ten categories, and there are dozens of types for each category. I wonder what price you can give, so I can give it conveniently. You introduce.”
Jiang Tang touched his purse.
"Bring the best pen, ink, paper and inkstone within five taels."
When the waiter heard that it was a big deal, he hurriedly led Jiang Tang to the counter, took out a set of paper, pen and inkstone from the shelf.
"Actually, most people who come to our bookstore will choose this kind of government-made white paper, which is affordable and durable for writing. As for inkstones and brushes, I recommend this rabbit hair brush. It is soft and easy to clean, and it takes less time to dip in ink to write smoothly. , many young men choose this one, and this inkstone, produced in Zhantai..."
"Okay, okay, I don't understand either, just wrap it up for me."
"Okay! Do you want to read a book?"
Jiang Tang looked at the bookshelf behind him and asked. "Who is that Mr. Wen Zi? Why are all the books on the shelf named Mr. Wen Zi?"
"Here, most of the books on the bookshelf were copied by that gentleman. Because the handwriting is elegant and unique, the style is unique, and the pen and ink are clear and there are few mistakes. He has always been the copywriter of our bookstore."
Jiang Tang nodded.
"Then include that copy of "The Analects of Confucius" for me and let's calculate the money together."
The boy smiled more enthusiastically and took down the book.
"The eldest lady has bought so many things for our family this time, so I decided to give this book to you on my own initiative. It is a total of four taels and seventy-five cents. I will erase the fraction for you, and it will be four taels and seventy cents."
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Jiang Tang paid the money and carried a huge paper bag. As soon as he walked to the street, he met Lin Chaomu and Lin's mother.
"Xiao Jiang, what did you buy? Such a big bag?"
Mother Lin felt distressed and wanted to help Jiang Tang hold her, but Lin Chaomu took it first.
The weight in my arms is heavy.
"What is this?"
Jiang Tang crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.
"Open it and take a look."
Lin Chaomu frowned and freed up one hand to open the paper bag. After seeing what was inside, the young man slowly raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Tang.
"Bought for me?"
"Otherwise? Do I need these to kill pigs?"
A dark color flashed across Lin Chaomu's eyes, looking at Jiang Tang's bright eyes.
It's filled with arrogance and joy.
There was a complicated emotion in his heart, but before it could come to light, he suppressed it.
"This inkstone is very expensive, and the ink produced is not that fine and thick, so the price is well worth it."
(End of chapter)