This person's name is Sun Shan, and his father used to be the chief bookkeeper of the county order, but later retired due to physical reasons.

Jiang Zebei's relationship with Sun Shan is okay, and he also knows his situation.

"In that case, find a way to ask how much silver you need, let's go see Zhu Ziyue and see what he says, I don't believe he will kill people, and it is his relatives who will be killed."

Zhu Ziyue and his younger brother are only three years apart, and the relationship between the two is usually very good.

Every time I go to the school during the vacation, I always see the other party coming to pick up Zhu Ziyue.

And Zhu Ziyue always mentions his younger brother, although he is said to be naughty, but the love on his face can't deceive people.

Chen Qishan and others heard Jiang Zebei's words and responded one after another.

"I've got some silver here, let's scrape it up."

"I also have this, although it is not much, but it is also some heart."

"Me ...... too"

Jiang Zebei pursed the corners of his lips, if there is less silver, it will be no problem for him to go out alone.

But at the moment, he didn't know how much silver he had, so he didn't dare to export it rashly.

For their voices, think about it and bow your head gently.

Then he walked up to Sun Shan and asked about other things.

Chen Mengtian here is already optimistic about the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

She bought two copies of the blank paper, and the price was different.

One of them was bought for Jiang Zebei.

I bought rice paper, a better one.

In this era, the use of rice paper is a relatively luxurious thing.

However, rice paper is expensive and has its expensive benefits.

Rice paper is highly absorbent, thinner than ordinary paper, and not easy to destroy.

It is also very complex to process.

Writing on rice paper, it is very tacky, and the font is upright.

Ordinary paper does not achieve such a good effect and is easy to destroy.

When writing, as long as the strength of the wrist is not grasped well, the written words will become a black ball.

What Chen Mengtian bought for himself was ordinary paper.

She just needs to write and draw, she doesn't need to keep a backup of them, and throw them away when she runs out.

So I bought plain paper.

Don't look at it as ordinary paper, ordinary people can't afford to use it.

At this time, there is also coarse paper, which is worse than ordinary paper.

I bought white paper and chose pen and ink inkstones, all of which were purchased at a medium price.

She couldn't take the silver exchanged from the money bank before, and put half of it on her body with Jiang Zebei.

Looking at the selected pen, ink, paper and inkstone, she turned her head to look at the young man who was not far away and was still talking to her classmates.

Seeing that each of them had a somewhat serious face, Chen Mengtian raised his eyebrows.

Teenagers of this age, what else can they do that deserves to be taken so seriously.

This ancient man is a small man and a big ghost.

Chen Mengtian didn't wait for Jiang Zebei, and went directly to the little brother who took her to see the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to check out.

"Girl, it's six taels or three dollars in total."

Hearing the price, Chen Mengtian took out ten taels of silver from the hidden pocket of his clothes and put it directly on the checkout counter.

The boss may have seen her generosity, put away the silver, and said with a smile: "The girl bought a lot of things, and our store has some coarse paper to deal with, and I will ask the apprentice to give you half a knife in a while." ”

This blank piece of paper is a hundred.

Chen Mengtian bought a lot of it today, but she naturally wouldn't refuse this free gift.

With a sweet face and a bright smile, "Thank you shopkeeper, you are really magnificent." ”

In this way, the shopkeeper naturally loves to listen and smiles.

After the apprentice of the bookstore wrapped up all the things she bought, Chen Mengtian found that she couldn't hold it alone.