"Miss, Sansongzhai has arrived."

Ziber stopped the carriage and said aloud.

Fangcao jumped out of the carriage, first glanced curiously at the antique bookstore, and then turned back to help the young lady down.

Su Jinluan stood still, glanced at the gilt plaque in the bookstore, secretly said a good word, and then looked at the couplets on both sides:

Hanmo books are all styled, and the back and forth is full of Confucianism.

"That's right!"

Su Jinluan cheered, admiring the ground again and again, and the corners of his mouth curled up with pleasure.

was about to go inside, when he suddenly heard a laugh behind him:

"Now there are more and more vassals in the capital, and they all think that they are Su Jinmo? It's really interesting. ”

Su Jinluan turned his head and frowned slightly at the few noble girls who were laughing at the top of him.

Is this meeting a star-chasing girl? The powder is still Su Jinmo's Xibei goods.

"What do you see? You did it yourself, and you don't allow others to say it? ”

The girl who was also dressed in red shouted fiercely, her little chin raised high.

It's not scary to hit the shirt, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

The girl looked at the snow-white rabbit fur on Su Jinluan's neckline and cuffs jealously, and was so angry that she wanted to get started and bald her!

"Why are you like this?"

Fangcao couldn't get angry and stepped forward to protect the lord, rolling up her sleeves to argue with the other party.

"Still want to hit someone? Where did the hillbilly come from, he didn't understand the rules? ”

The girl in red had a frosty face, squealed, brushed aside the maid who was also protecting her, snorted coldly, and entered the door rampage.

"Talking to this kind of countryman, you don't have to lower your status, they are also worthy!"

The group entered the door in a mighty way, and the girl who hit the head slammed into the grass hard, never thinking that no one was bumping, but she shook herself back, and immediately stopped.

"You dare to push me?!"

Fangcao was originally bullied and wronged and wanted to cry, but now she is also wronged, but she was wronged, not only did she not want to cry, but she also wanted to laugh.

"I didn't, you crashed into it."

Fangcao argued, the more she talked, the corners of her mouth curled higher, and finally she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"How dare you laugh at me?!"

The girl was about to explode, and her white face was flushed!

Su Jinluan hurriedly pulled Fangcao behind him and said with a smile:

"This young lady loves flowers and flowers when she sees them, and she is happy when she goes in, and everyone who sees them can't help but smile and respect each other."

"I'm a naïve girl, and my biggest problem is that I love to see beautiful women, in addition to loving food. As long as it is beautiful, men, women and children love to be close, saying that she can't change it a few times, and she bumped into Miss, don't blame her. ”

Compliments from the same sex are more real.

The girl snorted lightly, her face turned pink, and she glanced at the grass behind her arrogantly, and said:

"Count you as acquaintances. Miss Ben is naturally likable, who dares to put on an unlucky look in front of Miss Ben and drive her out of the capital! ”

Yo, so arrogant.

Su Jinluan raised his eyebrows, smiled at her, and turned to go in.

Fangcao followed, glanced back at the lady in red, and got an impatient look.

"Miss."

"Silence."

Su Jinluan stopped the girl's words, looked around at the rows of bookshelves in the room, and said in a low voice:

"You go over there and find some notebooks, pick up two fresh ones and buy them. I went everywhere. ”

Fangcao saw that although there were many people in the store, they were all polite and polite, all exuding a sacred fragrance of books, and they didn't even speak loudly, so they asked the young lady to read the book by herself.

Although she doesn't know a few big words, she can understand the illustrations in the book, and it is not difficult to listen to other people's discussions and pick out a few good books.

When the young lady finishes reading, she can tell her the story.

Fangcao excitedly went to the bookshelf where the notebook was kept, and glanced up at the young lady from time to time, so as not to let her out of her sight for too long.

Su Jinluan still had a little difficulty reading traditional Chinese characters, so he could only guess the meaning of the words.

She picked up a few travelogues, opened them and decided to buy them, these books are a powerful tool for understanding the customs of Dayan.

Su Jinluan held the book and walked around, seeing that all kinds of books were complete, workers, peasants, medical and miscellaneous could be found, and all the printed manuscripts were available, so he knew that this trip was the right one!

She deliberately went to the history books to take a turn, and sure enough, the history of Dayan turned at the end of the Sui Dynasty as she speculated.

The Li family won the world, changed the name of the country to Dayan, abolished the old capital Chang'an, and set the capital Youzhou, which has been passed down to six dynasties now.

Su Jinluan flipped through a few history books, but he didn't find a map, so that's it.

From the similar names of the ancient cities, it is speculated that Youzhou is probably the capital Beiping that she is familiar with.

The dog author is lazy enough, not to mention the fiction of alternate history, but also to cut all the poetry and technology related, and only write dog blood love scenes, no wonder the results hit the street.

Su Jinluan slandered two sentences, beckoned to Xiao Er.

"What do you command, guest officer?"

The second child is not very old, a very clever teenager, wearing a clean green cloth jacket, and a smiling face to greet people.

Su Jinluan unceremoniously stuffed the book in his hand into his hand and hugged him.

"I'm going to buy these books, you help me check out first. Also, is the shopkeeper there? I have something to talk to him about. ”

Xiao Er held the book and asked with a smile:

"Our shopkeeper is very busy, you can tell me if you have something first, and I can help you with the general little things."

Su Jinluan didn't care either, and asked directly:

"You can print books here, right?"

Xiao Er smiled and nodded:

"Of course. Do you want to print a book? How many copies are printed? ”

Su Jinluan thought about it very honestly and said:

"Let's print 500 copies first, and then reprint when we sell out."

A look of astonishment appeared on Xiao Er's face, and he asked in a low voice:

"You want to print it and sell it? Didn't you give it to someone or give it to the temple? ”

Su Jinluan understood that he had misunderstood and shook his head.

"It's about selling for money."

Money is heroic courage.

Su Jinluan pondered for a while, the soap and candles were handed over to Guo Jia, and the profit dividends had to wait, so he thought about making quick money for emergencies.

What's better than being a copyist, oh no, a literary ambassador to get money faster? The cost is still small.

After eating the manuscript fee, you can also continue to make physical adaptations, and you can also develop peripherals, which is a long-term deal, do it!

"Well, can I read your manuscript?"

Xiao Ermian looked embarrassed, obviously he didn't expect such a request, and asked with a smile.

"Okay."

Su Jinluan generously took out a page of prepared manuscripts, which were copied with Qi Bo's help, and the handwriting was a man's handwriting at a glance, not afraid of exposing her vest.

Her vest is called a guest in the book, which means that she doesn't know that she is a guest in her dreams, reminding her not to forget her origins and not to lose her heart and go the wrong way.

Xiao Er put down the book, wiped his hands carefully, solemnly took the thin page of the manuscript, and read it carefully:

The poem says: Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one sees it. Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, it has opened up from Ziqing to distinguish turbidity.

Covering the masses of beings to look up to benevolence, inventing all things to be good. If you want to know the Yuan Gong of the Creation Society, you must watch the Legend of Journey to the West.

The number of heaven and earth is 129,600 years old. Divide the one yuan into twelve associations, Naizi, Chou, Yin, and Mao......

After reading a page in a hurry, Xiao Er only felt that he felt like hearing Hong Zhong Dalu, and suddenly admired him!

He returned the manuscript with both hands and said respectfully:

"You'd better talk to our shopkeeper, please."