When a crowd of people appeared in the study.

Everyone else in the store looked at it, but two of them didn't react.

They were facing away from the crowd and facing the sky outside the window.

A man, a woman.

The man held a book in his hand, holding it a little high.

He was tilting his head, frowning, looking at the book in front of him with a constipated look, and he was dancing with his hands.

And the girl stood beside the man, very intimately helping him shake the fan slightly, obviously afraid that he would be hot.

Seeing the man's posture of reading a book, "poof-" a few girls who came in laughed.

"It's funny, do you read like this?" One girl laughed.

"Little Raindrop, do you want to say that he is more funny than others? And in a hurry, you used the wrong word, right? ”

"Hmph-" Xiao Yudian snorted coldly, and did not argue, but shouted in the direction of Cao Yan, "Young Master Cao." ”

Cao Yan heard the shouts of Xiaoyudi, and first said "Huh", feeling as if someone was calling him.

Then he tilted his head slightly, and saw a small raindrop out of the corner of his eye.

The corners of his mouth instantly brought a smile, and he put the book in his hand behind him.

Stopped the messy movements and turned around slowly.

The long hair that was scattered, the white clothes with a flowing feeling.

The movement of turning around was indescribably soft and elegant.

With a sense of freshness and dust, just like the immortals above the nine heavens descending to earth.

Of course, if there was no such temperament, the people of Lin Jiazhai would not have regarded Cao Yan as an immortal so much.

The indescribable flow of this coherent action stunned everyone present.

"Something?" Cao Yan's voice came out.

He let everyone take a breath again, and the voice also carried an indescribable magic.

Very magnetic! and a mellow masculine charm.

made a group of women even more surprised and stunned.

It took a while for him to come back to his senses from his state.

Then a group of women looked at Zhang Wenrui and looked at Cao Yan.

sighed secretly: "How blind do you have to be to think that Zhang Wenrui is handsome?" ”

Compare yourself to the person in front of you.

Zhang Wenrui is ordinary and no different from a person along the way, right?

Seeing that the crowd did not speak.

Although Cao Yan felt strange, he still smiled at the little raindrop.

Turn your head again.

I looked at his history books in the same posture as before.

And Lin Ruyi, who was beside him, also turned around and continued to help him fan gently.

Now everyone is even more obsessed.

That smile is also extremely charming!

And the maid beside him,

In addition to Zhong Xinyi's appearance and figure, she is on par with her.

Others feel deeply inferior.

……

But at this moment, Zhang Wenrui suddenly smiled: "It's a pity that I have a good skin." He saw the title of the book Cao Yan was holding the moment Cao Yan turned around just now, and he clearly remembered that it was an enlightened book.

After saying this, Zhang Wenrui saw the people around him staring at him with curious eyes, and smiled indifferently: "He is reading the book of enlightenment written by Mr. Nishimura, it should be the son of that big family who does not seek to improve!" ”

Everyone looked at Cao Yan's posture of reading a book, and suddenly laughed in combination with Zhang Wenrui's explanation.

"It's really, it's a pity that it's a good skin......"

"Hehe......" Zhong Xinyi also laughed.

Xiao Yudian looked at Cao Yan's back, glanced at her own young lady's uncaring appearance, and sighed secretly in her heart: "It seems that my own young lady still has a long way to go if she wants to get married?" I've worked very hard, sir, but if Miss doesn't get on the road, I'm desperate! ”

……

……

In the evening.

Cao Yan walked on the side of the street with a little pain.

Ancient books are expensive thieves.

A penny, which is 1,000 yuan, should be about the same as 500 yuan in modern times.

And a book is two hundred words, that is, one hundred yuan.

One pound of rice is twenty wen, which is ten yuan a catty.

A penny is fifty catties of rice.

That is, a book is worth ten catties of rice.

That's about the same value as a modern one.

But in ancient times, food and books were among the most valuable things.

Cao Yan bought two books and some cheap paper and ink under the strange eyes of a crowd, of course, Cao Yan didn't know that the books he bought were enlightenment readings, and the cheap paper mills he bought were also thought to be used to start learning writing and enlightenment.

Cao Yan felt that after all, he had been watching for a long time and didn't buy something, which was really unreasonable.

But I read most of the day today, and I only read a few books, and I estimate that I will have to read a few days to finish those rows of books.

Come to think of this.

Cao Yan has a deep sense of tragedy.

There are only 300 words left on his body.

Just now, the two of them only ate a few buns.

And he didn't eat at noon, until he was hungry, Cao Yan remembered to eat.

In the past, in modern times, it was normal to play games online and skip lunch, but Cao Yan didn't think anything about it.

But when Cao Yan looked at Lin Ruyi, who was following him, he felt a little distressed in his heart.

It's really sad to let her suffer with her.

Looks like I'm going to go there and have a good meal to compensate her for a while.

An encounter like today is quite pitiful for the two of them.

After all, when I crossed over and came here, when I was in the stockade, wasn't it a big fish and a big meat that day?

Otherwise, how could I be scolded by Lin Yueru and the system for sleeping every day after eating, and gaining weight when I sleep?

……

Of course, people don't need to be too pessimistic, Cao Yan feels that now is the time to use the power of knowledge.

Cao Yan took Lin Ruyi to a pavilion by the Qinhuai River.

He spread out the paper on the stone table, took out the inkstone, scooped some water from the river, and began to grind it with ink strips.

"Uncle, I'll come." Lin Yueru hurriedly took the ink slip from Cao Yan's hand and said.

Cao Yan looked at Lin Ruyi, who was grinding ink, and sighed in his heart, alas, he can't write calligraphy by himself, will it affect his glorious image in Lin Ruyi's mind when he writes it like a ghost drawing?

But just when Cao Yan grabbed the brush.

The system's prompt sounded again.

"Found pen, ink, paper, inkstone."

"I'm about to start painting and calligraphy skills."

"Write 0+"

"Painting 0+"

This made Cao Yan shout in his heart, "Brother, I love you to death." ”

Cao Yan hurriedly entered the system and looked at these two skills.

Actually, it's more accurate to look at writing skills, after all, you don't need to draw now.

Cao Yan clicked on the + sign.

What emerges is the 10-point good guy value.

The number of points to ask for is a little low.

The following upgrade experience is also low, which is 0/259200.

Cao Yan calculated that it would only take three days.

Of course, I can't wait three days now, but I still have to ask about the upgrade method, after all, this system doesn't like to go off the beaten path.

"Brother, how can this experience be upgraded?"

"I don't want to answer, writing, isn't writing upgrade just writing more? Can you use it to upgrade? Please, can you ask some level questions in the future? "The system didn't give Cao Yan a good face.

"Hehe, don't you want to be sure?" Cao Yan replied awkwardly.

"Cut—"

Cao Yan clicked on the + sign at the back of the writing.

A confirmation page pops up in the system.

"Are you sure you use 10 good people to level up to one level of writing?"

OK > Cancel

Cao Yan clicked to confirm, and suddenly a stream of heat flowed back and forth in his body.