The first floor of the bookstore is very spacious, with several bookshelves and a variety of books. Mo Yunshan also put two tables and four eight chairs on the first floor for guests to rest and read.

The environment of the bookstore is clean and spotlessly clean. Mo Yunshan is very satisfied with this environment.

Mo Yunshan named his bookstore Fuyun Bookstore, Fu is the Fu on the name of Dafu and Erfu, and Yun is the cloud of his own name.

The opening of Fuyun Book House is not as lively as the opening of Wanling Pavilion, and it can even be said that basically no one comes, and now those who come are basically acquaintances of Mo Yunshan.

Now there are mainly Mo Yunshan, Dafu, Erfu, Li Huai, Li Qingying, Qian Duoduo, Liu Peng in the store, and they are very clean.

Qian Duoduo walked around the bookshelf, picked up a book and flipped through it: "Uncle Mo, you have so many books here!"

Mo Yunshan sat behind the counter, dressed in white and as quiet as a cedar, holding a book in his hand, which was full of history and deeds of the ancient Cangguo.

"There are a lot of books, whatever books you want to read, just take a few back!"

Qian Duoduo smiled a little happily when he heard this, and said: "Okay! Since Uncle Mo is so generous, I will take a few books back later, I don't have any other hobbies, and I usually like to read." ”

Li Qingying sat on a chair, holding a book in her hand, and the books were written with some biographical stories, and when she heard Qian Duoduo's words, she smiled and gave her a blank look: "You can pretend to be Qian Duoduo! When you were a child, every time you read a book, you said that you were dizzy, and I still helped you do your homework." ”

When everyone heard this, they laughed.

was told by Li Qingying in public about the ugly things when he was a child, Qian Duoduo's fat face was a little unbearable, but he still said seriously: "Qingying, I want to explain this matter to you, I really liked to read when I was a child, but I was really dizzy when I read a book, so I asked you to help me do my homework." "Going to school as a child was definitely a terrible experience for him, the books were obscure, he knew some of the words, but once they were put together, he couldn't read anything. When the gentleman asked him what he meant, he always couldn't answer, and was often punished for standing and beating his palms.

Li Qingying and Qian Duoduo are still talking about interesting things when they were children.

Li Huai held the little fox Sanfu in his arms and combed his hair, Liu Peng moved a chair and read a book of exercises in the corner, constantly waving something in his hand.

Dafu and Erfu sat next to Moyun Mountain, their two little heads shaking and pouting with a book flipping around, looking absent-minded.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Yunshan asked strangely.

Erfu put down the book, looked at Mo Yunshan with dark eyes and said, "There are many words that Grandpa didn't teach us. “

In the past, when they were still in the mountains, their grandfather would teach them literacy when they had nothing to do, but not much.

Mo Yunshan understood as soon as he heard it, thinking that when they were in the mountains before, they also knew some words, but they didn't know much.

"So be it, I'll teach you to read now. Mo Yunshan walked to the bookshelf and brought two books with the same content, as the owner of the bookstore, how could his children not even recognize the words?

Lin Tianpu, Li Hongge, and Li Rong saw such a quiet picture when they came, several guests in the bookstore were quietly reading books, and a father was teaching two children to read and write, and they were reading words in their mouths.

As soon as Qian Duoduo saw the three of them, he hurriedly reminded Mo Yunshan in a low voice: "Uncle Mo, a guest is coming!"

Mo Yunshan raised his head and saw Lin Tianpu, Li Hongge, and Li Rong walking in.

"Mr. Mo is really interested, teaching children to read and write in such a quiet bookstore, such a comfortable life is really envied by Lin. Lin Tianpu said with a smile.

"Not only the head of the Lin family, but also the king of this kind of life!" Li Rong smiled politely.

Li Hongge's eyebrows were flying, his face was cold, he was taciturn and not good at words, but with his identity, even if he didn't say anything, no one dared to say anything about him.

If he hadn't gone back to talk to his eldest brother Li Yingge about Mo Yunshan last night, and Li Yingge asked him to come, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come back today.

"Lord Wang, General Li, Master of the Lin Family!" Mo Yunshan arched. "Mo is just sitting in this small shop and doing some businessmen's things, where is it better than three high-ranking powers?"

Mo Yunshan let Li Qingying serve the tea that had already been roasted, and there had never been roasted tea before the ancient Cangguo. The teacup was filled with water vapor, and the curling fragrance and bitterness of the tea made the three of them amazed.

Li Rong and Li Hongge respectively sent a pair of words and a painting to Mo Yunshan.

Li Rong sent a picture of his own landscape splash ink painting, Li Rong is quite accomplished in landscape painting, wonderful hand, a landscape painting of poetry and painting, full of charm.

Li Hongge sent a pair of words written by himself, and the dragon and phoenix danced in the words, vigorous and powerful.

Li Rong and Li Hongge just politely congratulated, sat for a while and left.

When Li Hongge went out, he bumped into a guest who came in.

The one who was hit was a woman in a cloth dress, with a little haggard face and a scar.

The woman raised her head, and when she saw Li Hongge's face, she turned around and ran as if she had seen something terrible.

The woman ran one foot deep and the other shallow, ran a few steps and fell, then struggled to get up again and continued to run until she was gone.

Li Rong looked at the gradually disappearing back and said meaningfully to Li Hongge: "The general knows this person?"

Li Hongge stared blankly at the direction where the woman disappeared, and a figure with red sleeves appeared in his mind.

"I don't know. After Li Hongge finished speaking, he left a little distracted.

In the potholed streets, there was a dilapidated and dilapidated house, and the smell of the stinking water was disgusting. This is a slum in the ancient city of Cangcheng, where those with low status and poverty live.

The woman ran all the way to a dilapidated house before stopping. There were several women in the house who were drying quilts.

"Hongying, what's wrong?" asked a middle-aged woman with a sickly and sad face.

Hongying pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's okay, I was just chased by the wild dog at the intersection." With that, he quickly ran back to his room.

After a while, I came to the broken water tank in the kitchen again and looked at my appearance.

Seeing the scar, Hongying didn't know what to think of, and covered the scarred left side of her face. Tears dripped into the water tank one by one, rippling round and round of water waves, reflecting Hongying's sad face.

In Fuyun Bookstore, Mo Yunshan was still discussing some things about tea and books with Lin Tianpu.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Mo's knowledge of this tea is so deep that it is beyond Lin's reach. Lin Tianpu said modestly.

Mo Yunshan explained to him the role of tea, the charm of tea, and the economic benefits of tea, which made him gain a lot of knowledge, and the two also negotiated a deal on tea.

"I don't know if Mr. Mo has ever heard of my Lin family?" Lin Tianpu asked suddenly.