Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

"What's your order, sir?"

The big housekeepers paused and turned their doubts back. The master once confessed that he should respect his husband. Moreover, there is a fairy in the streets and alleys. They are not fools, so they can naturally guess one or two.

Especially today when I saw so many butlers came to give gifts, everyone knew in their hearts.

"The visitor is a guest. The so-called courtesy exchanges, if your master gave me a gift, I naturally have to respond."

Qin Hao gave a dry cough, put his hands on his back, and said softly.

Hearing this, the housekeepers looked at each other and were a little surprised, but thinking of the master's explanation when they came, everyone hurriedly bowed.

"I waited for the master to thank Mr.".

Although they hesitated, if the person in front of them was really that legendary existence, they really wouldn't dare to refuse.

The immortal gave you something, but still dare to refuse, don't you want to die?

What's more, what a bad gift from an immortal?

"You wait!"

Qin Hao nodded and hurriedly walked into the bookstore.

But everyone was waiting eagerly outside, especially the people, who were even more curious, wanting to see what kind of gift this young man who could allow so many big people to come and give gifts in return.

As for the housekeepers, their faces were reddened and their bodies trembling. In their imagination, the immortals would deliver miracles, or supreme magic.

But when Qin Hao came out, they were stunned.

I saw Qin Hao walked out holding some books with a serious expression on his face.

"It should be noted that the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. If you want to make progress, you must read, read more, and read well. Only then can you create the world together. Go back and bring you masters!"

Qin Hao solemnly put the books in their hands.

Hearing that, everyone suddenly looked awe-inspiring, especially some young scholars dressed as scholars, all with expressions of thought.

It should be noted that the persuasive poems did not appear in the Tang Dynasty, and Qin Hao's unintentional words, to the students, are undoubtedly like the twilight bell, blowing in the ears.

"It's no wonder that at a young age, people from the princes and others can rush to give gifts. It turns out that Mr. is so knowledgeable!"

Everyone secretly admires him, who can say this, do you dare to disrespect him?

The housekeepers quickly took over the books respectfully, but they didn't dare to read more, as if they had been passed down by the fairy, they quickly put them in their sleeves and covered them, for fear of being observed by others.

"Mr. Xie enlighten me!"

The housekeepers left, leaving with the immortal mystery.

The people watching the excitement didn't see the excitement, and they dispersed a little, but many people were still hesitating.

Since this place is a bookstore, if I want to come, there must be Mr.'s writing in it.

But thinking of so many big people coming to visit, they hesitated and didn't dare to interrupt.

"Hehe, you all must be eager to learn. Since you are here, come in and have a look. Although the bookstore is small, there may be something you like."

Qin Hao glanced, and most of them were Confucian scholars, who are often referred to as scholars and literati.

"Then... I'll be interrupted!"

Everyone was overjoyed, looked at each other, thanked them, and then walked into the bookstore.

Just entered, the first impression given to everyone is broken, and the second impression is old!

The bookcases, chairs, and even books are all shabby and even a little bit rotten!

Qin Hao looked at everyone's back, standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"Send pillows when you fall asleep, just like a storm, come when you say it, this life! Really lonely as snow!"