Two Worlds: I Became an Immortal

Chapter 46 Listening to music
What he said was half true and half false.

The person he mentioned as an oddball was actually just a madman.

This madman claimed that he had traveled all over the country, slept in cemeteries, and climbed countless famous mountains. He also claimed that he had seen ghosts and immortals.

However, when someone talked to him, he sounded completely crazy, so naturally no one believed what he said.

However, the ghost stories that the other party told sounded somewhat novel, so some people wrote them down, compiled them into storybooks and sold them.

However, the content of this storybook is already many years old, and the writing is not very good, so not many people buy it.

Song Yunyuan didn't know what the guy was thinking. After flipping through a few pages of the book in front of him, he immediately decided to buy it.

"How much do you want for these volumes?"

"Thank you for your patronage. Three volumes will cost you one thousand two hundred coins."

Song Yunyuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at the waiter's words, "So expensive?"

I have been in this world for quite some time, so I naturally know how expensive this price is.

In previous years, one tael of silver was enough to buy a large jar of wine, twenty kilograms of cooked beef, and a pair of large chickens.

Even if it is used to buy food, eight hundred coins are enough to buy one stone of food.

Although the price of grain has risen now, one thousand coins is enough to buy one stone.

And now, three volumes of books are priced at 1,200 wen, which is really expensive.

"Oh, sir, how can this be considered expensive? The orchid core of the pen is fifty taels, the large screen is forty taels, and the upper one is thirty-six taels."

"A spiral of ink costs ten thousand coins, and a large piece of blue-white paper costs seven coins."

"Sir, this also includes the money for copying books. My dear guest, this is not too expensive!"

Looking at Song Yunyuan in front of him, the waiter seemed to have already prepared a speech, and the words he said made Song Yunyuan stunned.

What the other party was talking about are pens, ink, and paper. He hasn't mentioned the price of the inkstone yet.

"Sir, these things in your study should have been bought by your servants. I don't know how much they cost, but four hundred coins for this volume is really not expensive."

Seeing this, Song Yunyuan didn't argue any more. He immediately paid the money, took the three books and left.

"Things like this, ink, paper, and inkstone are really expensive."

Song Yunyuan had just walked out of the door when he saw a sesame seed bun on the side. He took a closer look and found that a sesame seed bun cost only one penny.

A large piece of blue and white paper costs seven cents, which is enough to buy seven sesame cakes.

Holding the three books he had just obtained in his hands, Song Yunyuan couldn't wait to open them and see what was written inside.

After looking around, Song Yunyuan saw a teahouse not far away, and he walked over immediately.

After entering the teahouse, we asked for a private room, ordered a cup of top-quality Biluochun tea, and some pastries.

After Song Yunyuan sat down, he took the book and began to read it patiently.

"In the spring of the eighteenth year of Jingyun, I slept in the mass grave outside Daluo Village. All night long, there was no conversation except for the crows' cries. The next day, I caught a cold and was out of service for half a month."

"In the winter of the eighteenth year of Jingyun, I was on the Yong'an Mountain. I heard the name of the goddess in the mountain and went to the mountain to pay a visit. I wanted to see the goddess' appearance, but I didn't see her for more than a month. I left the mountain and fell to the foot of the mountain. Fortunately, I was not seriously injured. I returned home to recuperate for three months."

"In the summer of the nineteenth year of Jingyun, I heard that one could see immortals at Tongtian Temple, so I went there, but returned empty-handed."

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When Song Yunyuan saw this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This man is truly a strange person!
Song Yunyuan looked at the contents in front of him. Why was there nothing he wanted to see?

The description seems to be realistic enough, but it seems that what I want to see is not recorded at all.
When Song Yunyuan thought of this, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

After thinking about it, Song Yunyuan picked up the book and continued reading.

"In the winter of the 19th year of Jingyun, on the way back home, I met a man who looked like a beggar and crazy. He held a piece of dry grass in his hand. He told everyone he met that this was her husband and that she only asked for a rain so that her husband could survive. Passersby jokingly said that there was little rain in the interior of the country and that she could go to the south of the Yangtze River."

"The crazy woman believed it and disappeared the following year. After a search, she went all the way south and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive."

When Song Yunyuan saw this, his brows slightly frowned.

Then continue to look down.

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door of the private room, "Come in."

Song Yunyuan listened to the voice and called the person outside to come in.

The waiter pushed the door open cautiously, then bowed and came up to him, "Sir, there's a little girl in the store who can play and sing. Would you like to listen to a little song?"

Song Yunyuan frowned when he heard this and was about to refuse, but he saw a small figure at the door looking timidly into the private room.

Looking at that pitiful little face, Song Yunyuan recalled what he had just seen and sighed in his heart, "Let her in."

"Yes, sir!"

The guy's face lit up when he heard that, but after he went out, he didn't let the girl in immediately, but pulled her aside.

"I'm telling you, you can't argue with the customers this time! You've made the shopkeeper complain about me a few times before. If you continue like this, I won't be able to protect you in the future."

"This time the distinguished guest is extraordinary, and his demeanor is extraordinary. If he really likes you, you can obey him. That guest is handsome, and he is not short of money. If it were any other time, you wouldn't even have the chance to meet such a distinguished person. Do you understand?"

The waiter's words were faintly heard in the private room.

At this moment, listening to her cousin's words, the woman in front of her blushed with shame, lowered her head and said nothing.

The guy sighed when he saw this, waved his hand helplessly and said, "Okay, go in."

Seeing this, the little girl nodded slightly, holding the pipa and moving lightly, she came into the private room, gently closed the door, and then sat down in front of Song Yunyuan.

"My name is An Jiangxue. Is there any song you like to listen to?"

An Jiangxue held the pipa with nervous hands, then looked up at Song Yunyuan in front of her.

At this time, Song Yunyuan finally saw the other person's face clearly.

She had an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and her three thousand black hair was tied into two buns, which made her face look even smaller.

The woman in front of me doesn't look very old, but she should be over the age of 15, otherwise she wouldn't have her hair tied up and with a hairpin in it.

"Then sing what you are best at."

Song Yunyuan had never heard of the music from this world. Hearing this, he casually waved his hand and indicated that the other party could just pick any song to sing.

Upon hearing this, An Jiangxue pursed her red lips slightly, then nodded silently and began to sing softly.

The sound of the pipa was somewhat gentle, and the tune was one that Song Yunyuan had never heard before.

Song Yunyuan's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and he looked up at the woman in front of him with some surprise.

Although I have never heard this song before, it surprisingly has a different flavor.

(End of this chapter)