90 Born Again
"No, the old man didn't mean that." Hurry up. for fear of offending Song Que.
A sneer rose at the corner of Song Que's mouth.
"My Song family is famous, if it wasn't for the original to avoid trouble, my father would not have brought his family to Lingquan Town to live in seclusion."
"It's ridiculous that it has fallen into such a field today......"
"That's fine. Even today, Song has never been to your bookstore. With that, Song Que was about to get up again.
Mr. Wang's face changed again.
"How can this be! Song Xianggong why is this! "Hurry up and stop it again.
"The old man lost his words, Song Xianggong forgives the sin, don't mind! Don't mind! While blocking it, Mr. Wang apologized.
As for the anthology of Mr. Wen Yuan brought by Song Que, he really hadn't read it before.
But some of these words and phrases have been heard before.
Looking at the book just now, he actually had seven points to confirm that the book was real.
Now after hearing that Song Que reported that he was a famous family, and he had always felt that Song Que was extraordinary and not like ordinary people, he believed it a little more.
Song Que is a person whose talent is indeed extraordinary.
Before entering the academy, his father had been teaching, and it was indeed possible that he had read many unique books.
If it is put before, in order to keep the lone book secret, reduce competitors.
It is also possible that the Song family will not sell these books to the outside world.
But now, Song's father has died, and Song Que has to keep filial piety for at least three years, and he is not even qualified to end.
Coupled with the fact that the Song family is in a difficult situation at the moment, it is understandable that Song Que made such a decision.
Thinking of this, Mr. Wang was even more sure that the book in Song Que's hand was true.
"Fifty taels! Just fifty taels! Song Xianggong! So he spoke.
Song Que stopped struggling and looked at Mr. Wang again.
Mr. Wang smiled apologetically at Song Que, and then let go of Song Que.
"Song Xianggong wait a minute, the old man will go and get the silver." Then he bowed to Song Que and left.
Looking at the back of Mr. Wang's departure, the corners of Song Que's mouth rose slightly, and then he put the book on the table again.
The beautiful knuckles are rhythmically tapped on the book cover.
Immediately, it didn't take long for Mr. Wang to return.
He also held a tray covered with a cloth in his hand.
"Song Xianggong, please count." With that, he put the tray on the table.
Song Que glanced at Mr. Wang.
Then he reached out and peeled off the cloth.
Then he saw five silver ingots of ten taels lying in the tray.
Seeing this, there was no wave in Song Que's eyes.
"Things are too heavy to carry. Ask Mr. Wang to prepare a box. He said.
When Mr. Wang saw Song Que's calm attitude, he became more and more convinced that Song Que was really from a famous family.
"Done! The old man will arrange this. "Mr. Wang should go down.
Gone again.
Then, after a while, he came back with a small box.
Only then did Song Que reach out for the silver and pick up all five silver ingots into the box.
Then he closed the box and set it aside.
Then, he handed the book in front of him to Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang's eyes lit up.
After taking it, I quickly flipped through it.
Before, it was because I was anxious and anxious to ask, so I didn't look too carefully.
Looking at it now, Mr. Wang only thinks that he has spent his money worthwhile.
This must be the true anthology of Mr. Wen Yuan, such a style of writing, as well as the choice of words and sentences, except for Mr. Wen Yuan, who else can do it?
Song Que didn't bother when he saw Mr. Wang's appearance.
Just waited with an indifferent expression.
waited until Mr. Wang finished reading most of the book, and then put the book down in exclamation.
"Mr. Wen Yuan, what a genius!" Mr. Wang sighed again and looked at Song Que.
Song Que nodded lightly.
Only then did Mr. Wang restrain some of his emotions.
"Before, Song Xianggong said, there are other lone books in your hand?" Chong Song Que asked.
"Hmm." Song Que nodded.
"I don't know which ones?" Mr. Wang immediately looked at Song Que expectantly.
Song Que opened his mouth and reported the names of the five books.
They are all lost on the market, the works of famous Confucians.
When Mr. Wang heard this, his eyes lit up.
"Both—willing to sell?" Asked.
Song Que glanced at Mr. Wang, and then nodded.
"It's all fifty taels of silver a book. If Mr. Wang is willing to buy them all, these five books will be counted as two hundred and forty taels. ”
Mr. Wang pondered.
Fifty taels of one volume, the total price of buying all should be two hundred and fifty taels.
This Song Xianggong is good, but he was cheaper than ten taels of silver.
However, judging from the situation just now, this Song Xianggong is not good at bargaining, and his thinking is quite stubborn.
He wants to negotiate the price, but it's basically no fun.
Anyway, two hundred and forty taels is two hundred and forty taels.
It's all books that can be used as family heirlooms, so it's as if you spent this money to save money for the family.
Yes, even though he runs a bookstore, he doesn't want to make money with these books. Instead, I made plans to collect books.
After all, the two sons in his family have not given up the imperial examination.
Even grandchildren, in the future, will follow this path.
He, who is a father and a grandfather, has no ability, and has worked hard for most of his life, but he only won a show.
After that, he taught at Lingyun Bookstore for a while, and then left the academy and came out to open this bookstore.
But I still hope that my children and grandchildren can go further and be admitted to the exam.
If the Wang family wants to truly become a scholarly family, it has to accumulate slowly.
Let's start with him......
"Done!" So Mr. Wang agreed.
Song Que's eyes finally fluctuated a little more this time.
"In addition, there is one more thing, I want to bother Mr. Wang." Immediately, Mr. Chong Wang arched his hand.
"Oh—Song Xianggong, please speak." Mr. Wang hurriedly returned the salute.
"Song wants to put a yard in Lingquan Town, and I hope Mr. Wang can help keep an eye on it."
Mr. Wang was stunned.
"I don't know, what kind of yard do you want?"
"It doesn't have to be too big, it can meet the needs of a family of five. It is better to have a well in the courtyard, and the price is controlled below three hundred taels of silver. Song Que said.
Six books, a total of two hundred and ninety taels, and if you ask the woman to add some, it will not be a problem to make up three hundred taels.
Yes, he's been thinking it through these days.
Relying on the woman to go down the mountain and the river, there was no way to save enough money to go into the city to buy a yard before autumn.
Thinking about it, I have to rely on him to buy a yard.
Fortunately, he has a good memory.
Remember some of your favorite books, and write them down silently after almost being able to retell them.
Otherwise, he really couldn't think of a way to earn this money.
Yes, he was born again. Reborn on the day after his leg was injured.
In his previous life, after he injured his leg, the woman hanged herself and fell to her death.
After that, the Qin family came to the door and helped bury the woman, and they didn't pay attention to their Song family anymore.
After that, his leg was completely ruined because he had no money for medical treatment.
Then, the summer was scorching hot, and there was no rain for several days, and several prefectures and counties around Zhao County experienced a major drought.
When Niang and Yun'er went to the Huanshui River to get water, they fell and couldn't come back.
Later, he and Ye'er finally survived until autumn.
------Off topic------
Seeing that the little cutie reacted to hate the male owner, he presented three chapters and brushed up his favor for the male owner!
Black Lotus is not pleasant, so I corrected it immediately, took my daughter-in-law to buy a yard, and stocked up on food~~
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