Chapter 12: A Thousand Words

The system is really timely, and she feels that if she wants to do something, and this thing is beneficial, the system will send out the task. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Why didn't there be an active mission, it was the kind that released a lot of similar daily tasks or main quests, and the rewards were abundant, which was the kind she had to complete.

"System-kun, why didn't I receive the main quest?"

[The tasks released by the system are the main quests]

"Uh... Then why aren't there daily tasks?"

[Player level is too low]

......

"Where can I get a thousand-word essay?"

[Players are invited to explore on their own]

Mo Qiqi was furious: "Isn't it possible for you to be cute when you are a system gentleman, either a god is chattering or cold, not cute at all, as a system monarch, how can you not be cute!"

[Can't]

Never mind...... And what kind of anger does the system vomit, it is better to study and study this so-called "Thousand Character Text" with this effort.

According to the written understanding, it should be something like an enlightenment textbook, and the bookstore should sell it, right?

Click on the map and see, there are seven or eight bookstores, bookstores, and bookstores in the city, two on the main street, two on the south side of the city, and the rest in the west of the city.

Anyway, I was going to go to the west of the city, so I went to the west of the city to have a look.

This place in the west of the city is richer than the north of the city, but it is not as rich as the south of the city, there are more bamboo and plum in the house, there are several schools in an alley, the sound of children reading is heard loudly, Mo Qiqi realizes, it turns out to be a gathering place for scholars.

Passing by a Zhiwei study, Mo Qiqi walked in, this study is interesting, directly from the front of the shop to the back of the garden, on both sides of the corridor along the edge of the many bookshelves, occasionally a cluster or two of green bamboo from the bookshelf interval poked out, very different and elegant.

There are a few desks in the middle hall of the study, a few scholars are copying something in front of the desk, two little boys in green shirts in the middle are busy before and after, and a person in a Confucian robe at the counter is estimated to be a shopkeeper or a boss and the like who is pouring himself a drink.

She walked around the study, but still no one greeted her, she couldn't read, her head was not high, and she couldn't reach the bookcase, so she had to find the shopkeeper in front of the counter and ask: "This gentleman, is there a "Thousand Character Text" in the study?"

The shopkeeper in the Confucian robe didn't look up at her, but only called: "Serve Mo, take a copy of "Thousand Character Text". ”

One of the boys immediately stopped what he was doing, ran to a bookshelf, and brought a book to him.

The shopkeeper in the Confucian robe took the book, then raised his head, and when he saw that it was such a little girl, he was a little surprised, and handed the book directly to her: "Thanks, two hundred texts." ”

It's so expensive......

Mo Qiqi flipped through the book in her hand, it was quite thick, and there were three big characters on the brown book cover, which was estimated to be "Thousand Character Text" Anyway, she didn't recognize it, she looked through a book cover and pointed to the shopkeeper: "What is this reading?"

The shopkeeper's eyelids twitched: "Words"

Pointing to another: "What about this?"

"Division"

"Which wet?"

The shopkeeper poured a glass of wine before saying, "The master of the apprentice." ”

Mo Qiqi then asked, "What about this?"

The shopkeeper's forehead jumped: "Silver, silver of silver." ”

"Where's this?"

......

Mo Qiqi asked dozens of words in a row, and when he saw that the shopkeeper's face was already very bad, he couldn't finish his mouth. She borrowed a pen from a little boy, and marked the pronunciation with pinyin and simplified characters on the top crookedly, and then suddenly remembered that it was not good to scribble and write on the book before paying.

I was busy trying to take out the silver to pay the bill, but when I thought about it, in addition to four ingots of silver in her backpack, the rest of the broken silver was enough for three taels......

Paid, she was not in a hurry to go, in the store here and there to see, occasionally caught the little boy empty and took out the book to ask a word or two, the little boy is enlightened, a "Thousand Words Sutra" read thoroughly, see her a serious consultation also feel interesting, then do not hesitate to teach.

The sky was getting dark, and the guests in the bookstore were gone, and the two little boys began to clean up the table, wash the pen and ink inkstone, and Mo Qiqi went forward to thank the two little teachers for their teaching today, and then they were ready to go back.

This harvest is good, she marked fifty words in a neat way, but it is only a small part of it, the thousand-word text is not only a thousand words, Mo Qiqi roughly counted the number of words and pages on each page, it is estimated that there are more than seven thousand words, I don't know if it is all the words, or only some commonly used words.

Reading and literacy, it is best to invite Mr. to come back and teach by hand, the worse is to go to school, she can afford to pay the restraints, but she is too young, there is no adult to lead, and she is not yet the age of enlightenment, how to see how it is not suitable, so I have to learn by myself while asking others like this.

It's all the fault of young age.

The west side of the city is not as prosperous as the main street, it is just dark, those who should go home go home, those who should close are closed, and there is no one on the road. Originally, she wanted to eat something outside, but she had to dispel it.

Anan didn't come to pick her up this time, a little disappointed, but it's normal, Anan is a good laborer at this age, he should be busy looking for a job to make money, how can he be as idle as her every day.

Back to the grass shed, there was a missing clay pot on the edge of the fire pit, and there was a small half pot of porridge in it, which was quite thick, and it should have been on the fire for a while before it became so thick.

She didn't drink porridge, and it was really not her style to drink porridge so hard when she had the conditions, she drank a can of black chicken soup as usual, and ate a small half of the steamed bun, and the steamed bun really deserved to be produced by the system, it was even more fragrant than the bun, very delicious.

After eating, I took out the crockpot with hot water, took the basin again, poured water and washed my face and feet, then took out the quilt and laid it out, and began to organize the contents of the backpack on the bed.

Ten backpack compartments are really not enough, so she packed all the things she ate with the black chicken soup, steamed buns, steamed buns, porridge, and Bigu Dan in the basket she bought today, and put them in the backpack, which saved a lot of compartments and became a food basket*1.

Then put the money jar, scissors, pancreatic soap beans, needles and threads, and other loose things in a basket to form a sundries basket*1. Then you need to leave one space for the quilt and the other for the utensils, so that there are six spaces to spare.

After everything was sorted out, she used scissors to cut the big cloth that wrapped the quilt, cut the strips of cloth out for towels, cut a piece of cloth out and sewed a simple square pocket, and then sewed strips of cloth on the side to make a cross-body backpack.