Tonight, with the four treasures of the study in her hands, Xue Langjing can finally replace reading and learning with meditation.

Under the light, after bathing, Xue Langjing opened the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the small package and polished the words for herself.

Speaking of which, Xue Langjing had to complain, this inn is stingy, and she even has to charge money for bathing water, bathing and laundry, and counting her Sanwen's water money.

Alas, in the past, when you were rich, you could spend a lot of money, but now when you are poor, you can only take care of it, and the money is also money.

Well, back to the point.

She only had a set of pen and paper on her, and there were no books for her to read, so she had to buy a few books in the future.

Buying books is a huge expense for her now, who calls her poor.

You have to make a note in a small notebook.

Since you don't have a book to read, let's just write something.

Well, what to write about?

This is really a distressing problem, and she is not a literary person like Lin Chuwen'an.

I haven't picked up a pen for a long time, and I really don't know what to write about this time.

I saw Xue Langjing resting on the table with his elbows on his head, his eyes looking at the dark night outside the door through the open window, and his slender fingers tapped on the table every now and then, thinking about what he should write.

Pregnant!

The people who were originally sitting in Jiaoerlang were getting up.

She's going to write!

Before leaving, I said that I would often write letters to my family, and more than half a month had passed, if she hadn't gotten this pen and paper, I was afraid that this matter would have been thrown to the back of her mind, this really shouldn't be, shouldn't be!

There are not many other shops along the way, and the Zheng family's shops are available in almost every town or county, and she is not afraid that no one will help her send them, anyway, she doesn't need to pay for it.

Thinking like this, Xue Langjing took a pen and paper and began to write a letter.

As for what to write?

Anyway, those fleshy and numb, saying that she misses them and their families, she can't write it.

However, there are not too many things she has seen and heard along the way, as well as all kinds of new things, just a little record of these anecdotes is enough for her to write.

Thinking of this, Xue Langjing thought of another good idea in his heart.

She had to record everything she saw and did along the way, as well as anecdotes, so that she would not be afraid of running out of things to write when she practiced writing every day in the future.

Moreover, it's not in vain that she left such a scene, so she has a witness, right?

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and experienced it herself, she really didn't know that some things would be so incredible.

It has only been more than half a month, and many of the things she has encountered so far have far exceeded her cognition.

You can't see this in the books of the past.

For example, women are widowed and have experienced Qianyue and Huining, although she personally feels that this is unfair to them, but the outside world praises them, and even gives them archways, tax exemptions and so on.

But she is also a festival woman, but the reputation of the shopkeeper Li is not good, but very bad, especially those village sages and squires, these 'big men' who hold the right to speak at the bottom, all of them have done their best to belittle her and criticize her as an ignorant woman.

Just because she did not appoint a child with the same surname who was related to her husband as an heir to ensure her husband's inheritance, but left her property to her daughters and sons-in-law, who were 'outsiders'.

Such a thing that makes her sigh is sparse and ordinary in the eyes of everyone, isn't it strange enough?

On a whim, after writing the letter, Xue Langjing couldn't wait to pick up the pen and write.

Along the way, there are a lot of anecdotes, and I think there will be a lot of content that can be written in the future, enough to publish a book, right?

Since you are writing a book, you have to come up with a title.

So what's the best name?

The title of the book was a big deal, and she had to think about it.

She went out to practice, so what about the experience?

Or is it Xue's experience? Xue Langjing's experience? Xue Xiaoba's experience?

It's not good, it's not good, it's too formal, it's not interesting enough.

Why don't you travel in a book?

Travel all over the mountains and rivers of Dachu.

But the title of this book is too ordinary, and she has seen several travel books, at most with a xx or something in front of it, and it is too broad and the direction is not clear.

To be clearer, she is going all the way west to Wuping City, why don't you call it a journey to the west?

It's still not written enough, so simply, Journey to the West?

Well, this one is good.

The title of the book is set, and the writing begins...

After that, writing excitedly for most of the night, Xue Langjing put down the pen and paper and went back to bed.

If it weren't for the fear that she would write too late and not have enough energy to work tomorrow, she would really want to stay up late and write.

On the second day, after morning exercise and breakfast, Xue Langjing picked up his burden and left the inn.

With a little money to spare, she didn't plan to stay in the same place for too long, and naturally she didn't plan to go to work all day, at least half of the time had to go out to hurry.

Or it's good to understand the customs and customs, which can be regarded as adding an interesting anecdote to her Journey to the West.

By the way, let's see if there is anything that can show her ingenuity and earn money with her brains.

If she only works hard all day to earn a little money, it doesn't make sense, and it's not that she has no other ability.

However, you still have to do half-day hard work, and you can't be ambitious.

Leaving the inn, Xue Langjing went straight to the dock.

Approaching the pier, I saw that there were already many boats parked waiting to be unloaded.

It stands to reason that the wharf of this small town should not accumulate so many cargo ships in a short period of time, right?

But think about it, maybe it has been accumulated since the laborers stopped working yesterday and accumulated this morning.

By the time she reached the docks, she had already seen several of them lined up there.

Xue Langjing lined up from the back of the line.

A man who was clear of the water suddenly mixed in with a woman, and she didn't look like a poor family no matter how she was dressed.

Well, in fact, she also wants to change to worse clothes, but isn't it that she has no money, and she can't afford new clothes, so she can only wear the original ones.

The men wondered how such a young woman could have blended into their ranks.

Whether or not the woman really wanted to fight the sack, the men who realized that this was their place were going to make fun of the sudden intruder.

Even if you can't send this intruder away, at least you can make her feel uncomfortable.

After all, this is the place where their men gather, and if a woman suddenly comes, who knows if it will affect their daily work and bring them ominous!

And you, a woman, wouldn't it be nice to do the work that a woman should do, why do you have to do a man's work without doing your own strength?

It's just that the woman has a sword and a bow on her body, and her strength is good at a glance, she is not an ordinary woman, and she doesn't dare to provoke her face.

But there are so many of them that one person can't beat her, and a group of people can still be afraid of her?

Therefore, Xue Langjing, who was originally lining up in a safe line, soon found that the men who were in line or not in line on the side were pointing at him.