Chapter 143: The Work of Copying Books (2)
Laughing and smiling, Tang Tang actually had tears in the corners of his eyes.
This made Xiao Zhongqin anxious, "Lady, did I say the wrong thing?" ”
"No, I'm crying with joy!" Tang Tang wiped a handful of tears from himself with the back of his hand.
Unexpectedly, she was single for half her life, complaining about the heavens and people, and she was angry that the country did not give her a target, but she found him in another world.
Luckily, I met him.
"But I still don't like the girl crying." Xiao Zhongqin pursed his lips and said.
"With Xianggong by my side, I will never cry again in the future!" Tang Tang said.
"Ahem!"
Tang Tang looked at the coughing voice, he was a middle-aged uncle, looking at the situation, he should be the shopkeeper of the bookstore.
"Xiao Gongzi, Mrs. Tang, the villain is Lu Qingyun, the shopkeeper of Feiteng Bookstore." He took the initiative to introduce.
Tang Tang coughed lightly uncomfortably and stood up, "I'm really sorry, I'm interfering with the bookstore's business, let's leave after buying." ”
She found that there was no one in her position, and she was afraid that because she had fallen asleep in it, she did not let anyone else come.
"Mrs. Tang is polite, everyone is really looking forward to Gongzi's Mobao, and they don't dare to come over to quarrel with Gongzi Xiao!" Shopkeeper Lu said with a smile.
What?
Tang Tang turned around, "Xianggong, what did you promise them?" ”
"Copying your hands!" Xiao Zhongqin said with a smile, "Ten taels of silver a piece, buy a hairpin for the lady." ”
He was still thinking about the begonia hairpin.
Tang Tang really wanted to pounce and kiss the two of them, how could she meet such a good husband?
God, I will sincerely pray that you will give me such a good husband! Tang Tang thanked in his heart.
"Humph!" Two rings in my ears.
Tang Tang looked around, who was humming again?
"Lady, I'm almost done copying!" Xiao Zhongqin sat back in his place, picked up the pen, and continued to copy.
"Don't be in a hurry, copy it slowly, don't get tired!"
"Not tired!"
Xiao Zhongqin is in very good spirits, and it seems that he can write two more books in one go.
Seeing that they hadn't finished copying, the shopkeeper Lu retreated and asked someone to bring snacks over.
Tang Tang saw that he was extremely serious, so he went to the bookstore by himself.
As soon as she walked out, many people who read books looked up, but immediately lowered their heads and continued to read.
Tang Tang knew that ancient women were inconvenient, so he took a book by himself and sat back next to Xiao Zhongqin.
It's a pity that I don't know the words.
She wanted to ask Xiao Zhongqin, but she couldn't bear to disturb him, so she could only watch hard.
After about two sticks of incense, he finished copying the book.
When the shopkeeper got the book he copied, he said that he wanted to offer it up.
Tang Tang saw it and said in his heart: This is an exaggeration!
"Shopkeeper Lu, why don't you let us take a look!" The scholars behind him, said.
"Okay, let you see, let you see!" The shopkeeper Lu generously gave them them, but shouted again: "You can be careful, don't break it!" ”
"Childe, take it, this is ten taels of silver." Shopkeeper Lu took out two silver ingots, one for five taels.
"Lady, look, I've earned money!" Xiao Zhongqin was very excited, turned his head to look for Tang Tang, and said, "Let's go, go buy a hairpin for the lady!" ”
"Aren't you buying books?" Tang Tang was very happy that he always remembered himself, but he still mentioned: "You still promised to teach me to read." ”
"But ......" Xiao Zhongqin was embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" Tang Tang asked.
"If you buy a book, you won't have money to buy a begonia hairpin!" He wanted to buy hairpins even more.
Tang Tang's heart was warm, but she hadn't said that she would pay for the book, and the shopkeeper Lu said first: "Xiao Gongzi doesn't have to worry about the book, you can take back the books in this store and copy them if you can see them, just hope that you can copy one more copy when you copy it." Madame, how? ”