Chapter 154: The Old Man of Qingzhou

Seeing Qin Chuan so mysterious, Guan Lang couldn't help laughing, still not believing what Qin Chuan said: "You don't have any wine in your crucian carp soup, why are you talking some foolish things as if you were drunk." If you had that thing, you would have sold it on the black market in Binh Duong Fang a long time ago. When the time comes, let's not talk about drinking crucian carp soup, just drink April green. ”

Qin Chuan's face was flushed at the moment, and he asked seriously, "Do you really believe it?"

Guan Lang shook his head: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I can't believe that thing." I bought the so-called exam questions from the black market, and then you don't know that they are just scams. However, when I was fishing in Dongcheng, I heard that a martial arts practitioner of the synaesthesia realm broke into the Meng Mansion and took the exam questions of the spring exam of the White Deer Academy from Meng Qing's hand, could it be that you are a strong person in the synaesthesia realm?"

This time, Qin Chuan laughed: "If I am a strong person in the synaesthesia realm, I still want to do that exam question, it is better to go to the nursing home of a wealthy giant, the wind can't blow, the sun can't shine, and I stay in the house every day and be happy." However, this thing of mine was given to me by a trusted friend, and after eating, let's go to the bookstore in Pingyangfang to find something, maybe it can really help us pass the spring exam. ”

Guan Lang was suspicious, he really didn't believe that Qin Chuan still had acquaintances in Qingzhou City. However, seeing Qin Chuan's face flush after eating crucian carp soup, Guan Lang thought that the sun was shining today, it was nothing more than walking a few more steps to see the girls outside, anyway, there was nothing to do in recent days, just go out for a walk, maybe occasionally get a few ancient poems, and be able to be favored by the chief examiner of Bailu Academy.

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Today is the day of the outing, but the pedestrians of Pingyangfang have gradually increased, next to the Bailu Academy, some stalls selling old books and ancient books are extraordinarily lively, many shops have sold out cheap pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things, and the business is really good. The small merchants and vendors carrying cloth bags come and go from time to time to transport objects, and it seems that the scholars who know Qingzhou City are secretly preparing for the upcoming spring exam, ready to take advantage of this to make a fortune.

In the middle of Pingyang Fang, there is a nameless alley, thirty steps into it, there is an old couple running a used book stall, it is already old age, and it is inconvenient to walk. This place is far from the main street and has fewer pedestrians. And because the old couple loves tranquility, the used book stall in the alley is only seen by a few people when it is so lively.

However, these two old men are not impatient, holding a purple clay pot, each brewing a bowl of tea and basking in the sun, and in the wrinkles that have sunken, there are decades of ups and downs, as well as endless joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

The poor scholars in Qingzhou City all know these two old men, one is called Tao Grandma and the other is Tao Grandpa. The two are from other states, and they have been operating a second-hand book stall business in Qingzhou City for decades, and they have never moved a place in this small alley. From a hairy guy to a bad old man, Erba's face has now become an old woman with a leaky mouth, and the two have supported each other until now, but unfortunately there is no child under the knees, and this old bookstall is afraid that the inheritance will be broken.

This is Guan Lang's favorite place, when he set up a stall at the door of Bailu Academy before, almost all the old books came from here, even Qin Chuan's "Taiping Manuscript" was mixed with an old book, and it was brought out by Guan Lang from here by mistake, otherwise he would have to stay in this unknown used book stall for a few more years, maybe longer.

Before Qin Chuan and Guan Lang came out of the Tongfu Inn, Qin Chuan told Guan Lang some exam questions from memory, wanting to know where to find the answers. After listening to this, Guan Lang smiled, walked directly back to the room, took out a piece of copper coins and carefully carried them in his arms, and could see that this was his last silver coin, and he would definitely not use it until he had no choice but to do so.

Passing through the bustling crowd, the two of them came straight to this used book stall, if it wasn't for Guan Lang to lead the way, it is expected that Qin Chuan is familiar with Qingzhou City, and he will not find this place.

Qin Chuan carefully looked at the used book stall here, covering an area of about thirty steps, all the old books were piled together in different categories, about thousands of copies, but it seemed orderly. There was no room for turning in the narrow space, so I could only move carefully step by step towards it, for fear of knocking down a pile of old books that were more than one person high.

Moreover, the two old men of the used bookstall did not shout at all, nor did they entertain the customers who came here, as if they were just people watching the bookshelf, not the owner of the used bookstall, just nodding to the readers who came and went, and then picked up the purple clay pot and filled the teacup.

However, Qin Chuan looked at them basking in the sun, but he was very peaceful, it should be the heavy atmosphere brought by running this used bookstall.

Guan Lang saw that Qin Chuan was curious about Grandma Tao and Grandpa Tao, and also explained in a whisper beside him: "For us poor readers, this used bookstall is the best place for us. There are a lot of old books here, if you don't have enough, you can go inside, there is a treasure trove in it, and there are a lot of old books, you can't read them in ten lifetimes. Whether it is scriptures or foreign history, as long as you have a heart, you can find it here. Even books that were not available in the White Deer Academy can be encountered here. So when you talk about those things, I brought you here right away, and I won't be in vain. ”

When Qin Chuan heard this, he immediately felt refreshed, looked at the books here, and was sure that he could find what he was looking for here. After the day of stepping into Qingzhou, there is only half a month before the spring test in Qingzhou City, if you can't prepare well, and you fail to pass the spring test of Bailu Academy at that time, then there will be some trouble when you go to the capital.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but ask, "With so many books, the two of us don't know where to find them." Why don't we just ask Grandma Tao and Grandpa Tao and ask them to help us find out? ”

Guan Lang smiled, but shook his head: "The two of them have been running a used book stall here for decades, and they have never helped readers find books, nor have they ever bargained, and they only open on both sides, and the store is closed on a single day. And when you check out, it all depends on your mood, and when you see that you are pleasing to the eye, you may be able to give it away for free. If you don't like it, don't think about taking a book from here today. ”

It turned out that there was such a way to run a used book stall, Qin Chuan thought that these two people were really temperamental people, thinking that he would also open a restaurant in the future, and if he met a diner who could chat, he would give him a pot of wine; Living in a world of grievances, there must always be something to do with people's wishes, otherwise it will be unpleasant to be led by others.

Looking at the room full of old books, Qin Chuan began to look for it with Guan Lang at two ends.

However, after searching for a long time, I still didn't find what I was looking for. Qin Chuan probably remembered that there were aliases about mountains and rivers in the exam questions, so he wanted to find a map of the territory of Longguo, but such objects were generally only available in the temples of Longguo, and ordinary people rarely came into contact with them, otherwise they would be taken by people with intentions in neighboring countries, wouldn't they know very well about the border cities of Longguo?

At this moment, Qin Chuan found that Guan Lang, who was chattering, suddenly stopped talking, and was surrounded by a group of teenagers, and he took out the last few copper coins quite helplessly.