The scholar who came in was named Xiao Huan, who is twenty-six years old today, and since he was admitted to the Xiucai Meritorious Service ten years ago, he has repeatedly hit a wall on the road to the imperial examination, and his expression looks a little depressed all year round. (The full-text novel is read all in Shilu Literature Network)\Bubble_Book_()Update super fast/

However, although the imperial examination has not been smooth several times, Xiao Huan has a reputation for showing talent after all, and the Xiao family is also a small rich family in Shanxian County, so he is still very respected by others on weekdays.

Sure enough, after seeing Xiao Huan enter the store, the guy hurriedly stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Xiao Xiucai, come to buy books? The boss explained that you are the one who wants to take the exam, and you come to buy books, all at half price. ”

The guy said with a smile.

Xiao Xiu knew that even if the so-called land was "half price", this bookstore would make a lot of money, but after all, it was a good intention, so he still nodded with a smile and asked, "I heard that Zhang Chengxiang's new poetry collection has come out?" I'd like to buy a copy, and in addition, do you have a new four-book annotation in the near future? ”

The guy quickly took a copy of "Lingting Poetry Collection" to Xiao Xiucai, and said with a smile: "There are a lot of annotations in the four books, including a copy of "Three Talks on the University" co-authored by the three gentlemen of Songshan Academy, take it for you to see?" ”

Xiao Huan nodded, and after the guy brought "Three Talks on College", he flipped through it for a while, nodded again, and bought the two books together.

After doing this, Xiao Xiucai did not leave immediately, but strolled along the bookshelves, wanting to see what other books were useful to him in the store. And the guy has been by his side all the time.

"Huh?"

After a while, Xiao Xiucai seemed to have something to show and couldn't help but sigh.

There is a bookshelf at the end of the "Chongwen Bookstore", all of which are consigned ancient books and paintings, and the prices are quite not low, of course, the truly precious books and paintings cannot be placed in the bright place, but even so, the prices of the books and paintings placed here are rarely below ten times.

At this time, there was a handwritten book that had obviously just been written and was poorly bound, which was placed in a conspicuous place on the shelf, with four big characters written on it: "Immortal Dao Seeking" and "Self-disturbing Layman", which seemed to be the title and pen name of the book.

Xiao Xiucai didn't understand why this book could be placed with the ancient books and famous calligraphy and paintings next to it, his eyes drooped slightly, and his face changed again, because the price marked below turned out to be thirty times.

Thirty times is enough for a small family to live for more than a year.

Xiao Xiucai pointed to the book "Immortal Quest" and asked, "Man, what's going on with this book?" ”

The guy hurriedly told Xiao Xiucai about Xiao Mo's book sale just now, and looking at his expression, he obviously regarded this matter as a joke.

After listening to the guy's comment, Xiao Xiucai couldn't help laughing and nodded, agreeing with the guy's comment of "thinking about money and thinking crazy".

"Can I take a look?"

Xiao Xiucai asked.

Originally, the ancient books and calligraphy and paintings placed here were not allowed to be turned at will, but the guy obviously didn't think the book was very precious, and just smiled and nodded in agreement.

After getting the guy's consent, Xiao Xiucai took the book off the shelf and opened it to look through.

When he saw it for the first time, Xiao Xiucai sighed again and said softly: "This person's Xiaokai writing is good." ”

Curious, Xiao Xiucai continued to read it, at first he only thought that the handwriting was good, and the story was interesting, but then as time went by, he only felt that this story was becoming more and more fascinating, and many plots were something he had never thought of before, and gradually his expression became focused, and he had long forgotten that he was just thinking about a cursory glance at the beginning.

Adventures, fairy seeking, ghosts, beauties, conflicts...... All of these made Xiao Xiucai gradually indulge in it, subconsciously thinking of himself as the protagonist in the story, worried about the protagonist's distress, happy for the protagonist's success, and fantasizing for the protagonist's adventure......

In the Chu Dynasty, where there was no entertainment and the form of the novel had not yet taken shape, the stories written by Xiao Mo were undoubtedly very impactful and attractive to the people of this era.

Gradually, Xiao Xiucai only felt that this book revealed an unprecedented world to him, which made him unable to extricate himself.

On the other side, the bookstore guy who was still with Xiao Xiucai looked worried, happy and sad, occasionally frowning and occasionally happy, with a worried face.

"Isn't this Xiao Xiucai hit the magic barrier? How did it come to be like this? Could it be that there is something wrong with that book, that it has been cursed? ”

Thinking of this possibility, the guy was even more worried, wanting to wake up Xiao Xiucai, but he was afraid of getting into some trouble, and kept chanting "Amitabha" in his heart.

Fortunately, about an hour later, Xiao Xiucai finally finished reading the "Immortal Road Quest" in his hand, but his expression was sluggish for a long time, and he didn't seem to be able to distinguish between reality and illusion.

After a while, Xiao Xiucai finally came back to his senses, refused to put down the book in his hand, turned his head to look at the guy who had been waiting next to him for a long time, didn't notice the guy's worried look at all, and asked anxiously, "Why not?" This story is not finished yet, where is the next volume? Show it to me. ”

"Sure enough, it's a magic barrier." The guy sighed in his heart: "If you want to be crazy, don't be crazy here, if there is any trouble, the boss will not spare me." No, there must be something wrong with this book, and after Xiao Xiucai leaves, he will take it down immediately. ”

Although he thought so in his heart, he still followed Xiao Xiucai's words and said: "That guest left such a book, and there is no second book." ”

Hearing the guy say this, Xiao Xiucai's face was full of disappointment, looking at the book in his hand, he suddenly felt that it was not enjoyable to read it only once, and he should take it home and read it a few more times, so he said to the guy: "I bought this book." ”

The guy was slightly stunned, obviously never expecting this book to really sell, and subconsciously replied: "Okay, thirty runs." ”

Hearing the guy's words, Xiao Xiucai finally came to his senses and remembered the surprising price of this book.

Although the Xiao family is also wealthy, it is impossible to spend thirty yuan for a book, thinking of this, Xiao Xiucai reluctantly put the book back on the shelf, and said with regret on his face: "Forget it, it's too expensive." ”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Xiucai resisted the urge to watch it again, and wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly his feet went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"The magic barrier is done!! What to do? Damn, that kid looks normal, how did he put a magic book on my place and sell it on consignment? Why does this Xiao Xiucai want to watch it? But did it here again? ”

Seeing Xiao Xiucai slumped to the ground, the guy's heart was in turmoil, his mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Who knows, after Xiao Xiucai collapsed, he actually stood up slowly, smiled apologetically at the guy, then rubbed his legs, and left slowly, still thinking about the follow-up exhibition of the story in his heart.

It turned out that it was Xiao Xiucai who had stood for too long and had not moved, his blood was not smooth, and his legs were sore.

Watching Xiao Xiucai slowly leave, the guy turned his head to look at the "Immortal Road Quest" on the bookshelf again, hesitated and didn't know whether to take the book down, thinking about Xiao Xiucai's reaction just now, it didn't seem like he had been hit by the magic barrier, and finally muttered: "There is no problem with this book?" Forget it, just put it here, maybe it can really sell thirty pieces. ”

Of course, although I don't think there will be a problem, if I ask the guy to read the book for himself, he will never dare.