More than 100 miles away from the south of Lin'an Mansion, there is a steep and precipitous mountain, it is strange to say, the east, west and north sides of this mountain are cliffs, and it is difficult for people to appear, only the south side is facing the direction of Lin'an Mansion, but it is connected with a small gentle slope. The locals call this dangerous mountain Duxian Mountain www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, which means that only the gods can climb this mountain. And that small gentle slope is pine and green bamboo, the scenery is beautiful, and the locals like it and call it green mountain.

The town built on Qingshan is called Qingshan Town. There is a special bookstore in Qingshan Town, but it has been open for two years, and it has become famous among the literati, so that it is famous for the scholars and scholars of Lin'an Mansion in the nearby three towns and eight townships.

It is spring, on the gentle slope of the green mountain in the northern suburbs of Qingshan Town, this piece of peach blossoms is as bright as the morning glow, the plum flowers are as clean as plain snow, the green mountains reflect each other, and a crooked stream flows murmuringly, attracting countless tourists and students. Even the lady lady in the boudoir couldn't resist the temptation of spring, and half-covered her face and lingered. The fluttering dress and the delicate willow-like posture are really the peach blossoms on the human face.

"Young master, young master, wait for me...... Where are you?" A boy in Tsing Yi was probably blinded by the beautiful scenery and actually lost his master. If this is known by his uncle, it is not a bamboo board snapping, and the little buttocks are going to bloom big red flowers. The child was in a hurry, and tears were about to come out.

"Don't worry, don't worry, isn't it the boy in white just now, he went to the bookstore under the mountain. A middle-aged man next to him hurriedly grabbed the boy and showed him the way.

"Really," the boy burst into tears and laughed, "thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle!"

Xiao Tong hurried to the direction of the bookstore, while thinking: Why am my brains confused today, the young master is not here for the bookstore this time, even the uncle listened to this bookstore in Qingshan Town, and it was rare to say a good word.

The bookstore is at the north gate of the town, not far from the hillside, a small building, not exquisite, but it looks very comfortable, warm and not pretentious. To say that it is different from other bookstores, that is, there is a pond on the left side of the gate, the fish swim in the pond, one high and one short two lake stones stand in it, a book into a strange, a bookstore, "into a strange" written dragon flying phoenix dance, as if the wind will take off, "bookstore" is decent, just like the pine bite to the green mountain, people are bright, admired.

Three or five young students were standing in front of the stone, shaking their heads and being fascinated......

"Young master, young master," Xiao Tong pulled one of the white-clothed young men, "I can be regarded as looking for you." ”

"Xiao An, you're here," the young man turned around, his handsome face and eyebrows fluttering, "I must tell my eldest brother to let him come in person, this word is really wonderful, haha......"

"The peach and plum do not speak, and the next is its own. Good words, good names!" the young man turned around and went back to study the two very different good words. Xiao Tong was helpless, although he was not interested in the good words in the young master's mouth, but he didn't dare to leave, the young master sneaked out this time, but he had to follow closely, and he definitely couldn't find it again.

A little girl walked by, about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a light purple dress, hearing this, she showed a bright smile, lowered her head, and walked quickly into the small building.

When I entered the small building, I found that this bookstore had a cave. It turned out that there were no books in the small building, but food was sold, tea and fruit dew, delicate snacks, there were seven or eight-year-old boys, seventeen or eighteen scholars, and white-haired Confucian scholars, all of whom were enjoying the food and whispering, and the building was full of life but not noisy.

A shopkeeper stood behind the counter and pointed out two young men in blue-gray shorts to greet customers. Seeing the little girl come in, the shopkeeper smiled and nodded, and the smile was full of enthusiasm. The little girl also smiled slightly, but did not stop, and walked back through the small building.

Along a path, winding in the garden, the spring sun shone on the little girl's face, the black and white eyes were as bright as if containing two small suns, which made people feel warm and happy at the sight.

Half a cup of tea, only in front of the eyes appeared another building, simple and tall, the corner, the window sill, the pillar body, carved or written with all kinds of "book" words, the breeze sent slowly, as if the fragrance of the book rushed to the face.

It turns out that this is the main building of the bookstore, and the one in front is just for people who are tired and hungry from reading to rest, because the refreshments are unique and quite popular.

The main building is divided into three floors, the second floor and the third floor are the collection of books, the neat wooden shelves are lined up in the middle, the aisles are spacious, all facing the window, there are delicate flowers and ancient trees outside the window, there are books in the window, a few small people guide lightly, the atmosphere is warm and quiet, it is really a good place to read books and find books. The first floor is a large hall, except for a large counter set up next to the door, a few small servants waiting, and the rest of the space has a long desk, and there are students sitting on the side, or reading intently, or copying carefully, quiet and orderly.

Watching the little girl come in, several little girls saluted in unison, calling them "girl". The little girl nodded, smiled slightly, entered the counter, opened a door, turned a small corner of the aisle, and there was another door in front of her, and the little girl's steps became more and more brisk.

"Uncle Mao," a white little hand clasped lightly, "I'm here!"

The door quickly opened. "The girl is here, great, sit down!" spoke a man in his forties, medium height, slightly fat, round face, small eyes, full of smiles, and at first glance he was a man with sleek and exquisite means.

"Uncle Mao," the little girl said in a long voice, "You said to call me Xiaohe, why did you forget it!"

"Yes, yes........" Lin Mao smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, sat down in the house with Xiaohe, and poured a cup of tea, "I know that the girl is coming, and I specially prepared the Babao flower tea for you, I'm tired on the road! Next time, I asked Xiaozuo Xiaoyou to catch the car to pick it up, don't come out alone." ”

Xiaohe Mimi smiled, listened to Lin Mao's nagging, and swayed his little feet. It's so good, Uncle Mao is like a family member, like the one on the mountain, hey, I don't want to. Shaking his head, the crane pulled back his thoughts. "Uncle Mao, how are you doing, there's nothing troublesome in the bookstore, right?"

"No, Uncle Mao is here!" Lin Mao said as he took out the account book, "This business is completely done, now don't talk about Qingshan Town, which one of the entire Lin'an Mansion doesn't know our bookstore?"

"You see, this month's profit has risen greatly, and the bookstore has opened like this, it's really the only one!" Lin Mao was excited when he talked about this, the girl didn't know how her brain looked, and the things she came up with were different, and she was also a businessman for half her life, and she had the means and ability, but this idea, yes, the girl said it was a creativity, and it was really far away from the girl!

Xiao He flipped through the account book, collected the silver ticket again, drank tea in a small sip, and talked to Lin Maotian Haibei, and then got up to say goodbye. "Uncle Mao, I still have to go to the pharmacy, I've been out for a long time, and I'll go back directly later. ”

"Girl, I'll send you," Lin Mao hurriedly got up, "Xiao Zuo is outside, ask him to accompany you for a ride." ”

"No, I don't want to be noticeable yet!" Xiaohe stopped Lin Mao, opened the door and left.

Hey, I don't know when the girl will be able to come out of the mountain, it's really hard girl. Lin Mao thought about it, in his heart, he was naturally the first girl, without a girl, he would have long since known where he was reincarnated.

Since the moment he was saved in the mountains, Lin Mao and his family have regarded the girl as their master and relatives.