Visiting the lake in spring is a great hobby of literati, and idle literati like Xia Jizu are not exempt from vulgarity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, the best morning was to swim in the lake, but unfortunately they missed the hour, but the evening was not bad, and there were often literati gathering at that time. If it is later in the day, the temperature gradually rises, and it will not be good to come back at that time.

"Aren't you really going to the lake with us?" Xia Yuanjie planned to follow, and he didn't forget to ask him again before leaving.

Xia Yuanding said with a smile: "Go ahead, I won't go!" ”

"Alright then, let's go!"

Xia Yuanding watched his background leave, shook his head, and went into the guest room to practice calligraphy boredly.

The Wang family's carriage was guarding the gate of the outer corner of the courtyard, and this was Xia Yuanjie's first time riding in the carriage, so he seemed a little excited. From this point of view, the living standard of the Wang family is a cut above that of the Xia family.

This is a bit of a reversal from the scene back then, the original rich young master is now nested in the countryside. Wang Maohong, who was originally born in poverty, not only opened an inn after unremitting efforts, but also ran a shop in the county seat.

Therefore, it is a bit complicated for you to explore Wang Maohong's identity in detail, he is both a scholar and a landlord who owns land, and he is also a businessman. Fortunately, the Ning Dynasty has obtained the qualifications of many giant merchants, so it has always been more tolerant of merchants, and businessmen can also be regarded as officials, but small and medium-sized businessmen have to endure social discriminatory eyes.

When he went to the town for the first time, Xia Yuanding saw merchants wearing silk and satin to swagger through the market, and heard that someone could run a winery to make their own wine, which was a manifestation of the court's decree of tolerance towards merchants.

"Brother Fengxian, please put it first!"

Xia Jizu was also not polite, and got into the carriage first with one step of his feet. After Wang Maohong also entered the carriage, the guy who drove the carriage put the stool in front of the carriage and drove the carriage in the direction of Jinghu.

I don't know if the peach blossoms planted by the net lake are in full bloom now, whether the rows of willow trees spit out tender buds, Xia Yuanding didn't go to join in the excitement!

When the carriage was far away, Xia Yuanding walked downstairs with a "pedaling", and this scene was seen by Wang Jitang.

"Yuan Ding, the carriage is far away, I'm afraid it's too late for you to go again!" Seeing him go downstairs, Wang Jitang thought he was going to swim in the lake, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle Wang misunderstood, I didn't want to go to the lake!" Xia Yuanding explained.

"Then that's weird, it's not a lake, why are you in such a hurry, you are not familiar with this county, do you want me to send a guy to follow you?"

With good intentions, Xia Yuanding thought that looking at this Baiyun Inn, Uncle Wang himself would take on the responsibility of the shopkeeper, a man, a handyman, a bartender, and a cook had already been temporarily sent out, so how could there be idle manpower. Although the busy time is concentrated in noon and evening, Xia Yuanding is reluctant to trouble others.

"No, no, I'll just walk around the inn, I won't go too far, I don't need to be with anyone, Uncle Wang don't worry!" Xia Yuanding rejected Wang Jitang's kindness.

Seeing Xia Yuanding leave the guest hall alone, Wang Jitang was puzzled, and he couldn't understand what the purpose of this nephew was.

If Xia Yuanding had even a little broken silver on his body at this time, he would not hesitate to be chic. So may I ask, does he have any money on him now, I'm sorry, he doesn't have a penny, he is the poorest traverser!

Despite this, Xia Yuanding is working hard to move forward according to his own plan, and the problem of age can only be boiled day by day, in order to obtain the identity of a privileged person, he can only rely on himself.

In the distant future, reading a good book may not be a step for a carp to leap over the dragon gate, but in ancient times, it was a real and appropriate metaphor.

This time, I was in a hurry to go out, but it was also sudden, so I wanted to find out.

When Jinxuan went to ask him, he really didn't plan to go out, so he read quietly in the guest room.

When Xia Yuanjie asked him, his attitude still hadn't changed, and he still didn't plan to go to the lake with them.

Sometimes, when Xia Yuanding is interested in something, he becomes active, and he is too lazy to look at what he doesn't like.

The book he was reading now was a miscellaneous book, which he found in Wang Maohong's study.

Xia Yuanding had entered his grandfather's study and had a general understanding of Mr. Wang's study. Compare, you can find the difference in the reading interests of the two. Grandpa only reads those orthodox books, which are all the warnings of the sages. Mr. Wang is different, he likes to read some miscellaneous books, although the specific content Xia Yuanding is not clear, but a quick glance can find that these titles are not scriptures, treatises, and strategies, and some of them are used for entertainment.

Xia Yuanding, who had been worried about money, suddenly opened his mind, why couldn't he also engage in this kind of thing, could he launch some books that suited his taste to sell?

Selling books should be able to earn some pocket money, Xia Yuanding has already begun to think about moving that masterpiece, and then it will be the scene where he goes out and has a conversation with Wang Jitang.

First go to inspect the market, go to the bookstore to see how the price of the book is, and how the sales are.

At this time, bookstores both engraved and sold books, the division of labor was not so detailed, and the quality of the printed books was far from exquisite. When printing books, sometimes choose inferior yellowed paper, which is not only ugly, but also not smooth.

The bookstore Xia Yuanding saw was not tall, nor did it have a façade, it was just a book stall with many books.

When he arrived, there was no one reading next to him, Xia Yuanding squatted down and stretched out, about to look at it.

"Hey, you kid, can you also read and break!" It's not unusual for the host to ask that.

When he was his age, the children of other families couldn't even read words, let alone read.

There is no punctuation here, and if a sentence is wrong, the meaning is completely different.

For example, in Du Mu's "Qingming" poem, there was a talented man who was almost convicted by the emperor for writing one less word, but fortunately he was clever and immediately changed the poem to a word, which actually had a different meaning.

"How do you sell this book?" Xia Yuanding began to ask.

The owner of this bookstore looked at the legend in Xia Yuanding's hand and said, "Two hundred texts!"

Hearing this number, Xia Yuanding was still a little surprised, this book is not cheap.

"What about this one!" After putting down the original book, Xia Yuanding picked up another book.

"Three hundred wen!" At this time, although the owner of the bookstore also maintained his demeanor, he was obviously a little impatient and didn't want to say anything.

Asking like this, naturally he couldn't ask for any effective information, so Xia Yuanding still changed places.

Going around and around, seeing that he had almost understood, and the sky was not fun, he slowly went back.

"Yuan Ding, you're back!" At this time, why didn't Yuan Jie come back so early and didn't go shopping for a while?

"Why did you come back so soon?" Xia Yuanding asked.

Xia Yuanjie had wanted to say it for a long time, so he hurriedly explained everything clearly.

After hearing this, Xia Yuanding was really surprised, because this was not a trivial matter.

It turned out that after their group went to swim in the lake, they accidentally saw a scene, and the county magistrate, who was also swimming in the lake at this time, capsized and fell into the water for some reason!