The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 129

"Miss is still far-sighted, Chunhua didn't think so much."

"You 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 scent of ink. The bookstore is not big or small, half of which are bookshelves, and the other half are neatly arranged pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

The bookshelves are full of books, from new to old, with the titles written on the yellow covers.

From "The Analects of Confucius" to "University", there are everything.

Jiang Tang casually opened a book of "The Analects of Confucius". On the title page, there was a line of small characters.

Learning without thinking will lead to death, and thinking without learning will lead to peril. Let's encourage each other——Wen Zijun.

Jiang Tang looked at the other books, and found that there was a row of small characters on the title pages of these books, and most of the pens were written by Mr. Wenzi.

"Miss, is there anything I can do for you? Do you want to buy books or the Four Treasures of the Study?"

A boy in green shirt came over and saw Jiang Tang wandering around the bookshelf, so he came to introduce him.

Jiang Tang pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone opposite, and said.

"How do you calculate the price of pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"

"My lady, it would be too much to introduce. There are four types of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Each type is divided into more than ten categories. If there is no category, it can be divided into dozens of categories. I don't know the price you can give. It is convenient for me to give You introduce."

Jiang Tang touched his purse.

"Brush, ink, paper and inkstone, within five taels, take the best one."

When the boy heard that it was a big deal, he hurriedly led Jiang Tang to the counter, and took out a set of paper, pen and inkstone from the shelf.

"Actually, people who come to our bookshop usually choose this kind of government-made white paper, which is affordable and durable. As for the inkstone and brush, I recommend this rabbit hair brush to you. It is soft and easy to clean, and it writes smoothly without dipping in ink. , many princes choose this one, and this inkstone is made in Zhantai..."

"Okay, okay, I don't understand, just wrap it up for me."

"Okay! Do you still want to read the book?"

Jiang Tang looked at the bookshelf behind him and asked.

"Where is that Wenzijun from? I see that all the books on the bookshelf are named Wenzijun?"

"That man, most of the books on the bookshelf were copied by that gentleman, because the font is elegant and self-contained, with a unique style, and the pen and ink are clear and there are few mistakes. He has always been the copyist of our bookshop."

Jiang Tang nodded.

"Then count that "The Analects of Confucius" for me, and count the money together."

The boy smiled more attentively and took down the book.

"The eldest girl bought so many things from our family this time, so I will give this book to you on my own initiative. It is a total of four taels and seventy-five coins. I will erase the change for you, four taels and seventy coins."

Jiang Tang paid the money, carrying a huge bag of paper, and 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?"

Lin's mother felt distressed and wanted to help Jiang Tang hold him, but Lin Chaomu took it first.

The weight in my arms was heavy.

"what is this?"

Jiang Tang crossed his chest and raised his eyebrows.

"Open it and have a look."

Lin Chaomu frowned, and freed one hand to open the paper bag. After seeing the contents, the young man slowly raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Tang.

"Bought it for me?"

"Otherwise? I need these for killing pigs?"

Lin Chaomu's eyes flickered darkly, looking at Jiang Tang's bright eyes.

It's full of pride and joy.

A complex emotion welled up in his heart, but before it could emerge, he suppressed it.

"This inkstone is very expensive, the ink it grinds out is not so fine and thick, and the price is beyond the price."

(End of this chapter)