The bustling crowds, the hustle and bustle of the city, the variety of goods lining the streets, the rows of houses and shops, and the independent high-rise buildings all contribute to the prosperity of Kyoto.

Mo Ziyun looked at the scene in front of her, and thought secretly: The center of a country is different, and it is indeed a collection of wealth and wealth in the world.

Just looking at the flow of people coming and going, Cangxi County can't compare, not to mention that there are many more people in the crowd who are either rich or powerful, and even the slaves who serve behind them are not badly dressed.

There is a difference between people, and there must be a difference between things!

The corners of Mo Ziyun's mouth rose, and she reached out and touched the small bag she was carrying, and she would definitely take a good look at it for a while to see what was being sold in Kyoto.

But unfortunately, my wallet is far from enough for me to buy and buy.

There were many people on the street, and Han Shuxian was going to hold Mo Ziyun, but she said that she had to go by herself to see the things sold on the street.

Han Shuxian, who never refused any of her ideas and requests, naturally relied on him, took her little hand, protected him by his side, saw her look at this and that, and said, "Tell your godfather what you want to buy, and your godfather will buy it for you!"

Mo Ziyun looked up at Han Shuxian and patted the small bag on her body, "I have money, grandma gave me money."

"Oh? And how much did your grandma give you? I'll see how many there are, if there's enough."

"Five taels of silver."

After hearing this, Han Shuxian pursed his lips and said, "You can buy some things if you save money, but if you don't have enough godfather, you can buy them for you." Then he asked, "Tell me, what do you want to buy?"

Compared with only giving her one tael at the beginning, and giving five taels in the end, it is indeed not less. In a peasant family, five taels of silver is definitely a lot, which is enough for the family's expenses for two or three months.

If she knew that her granddaughter's five taels of silver was too little, Song Nanzhi was afraid that she wouldn't want her to come to Beijing with her, but she took ten taels of silver out at once.

Mo Ziyun gave five taels, and Murong Qingyuan also gave five taels, just thinking that the ten taels of silver were taken out by the two babies to play, she was very reluctant.

But the money in the family was earned by the granddaughter's idea, and the money from Qingyuan digging and selling medicine, they should use it, and they were reluctant to let the two babies go out to see what they could only watch, although they were reluctant, but they still gave five taels each.

After Han Shuxian's words, Mo Ziyun replied, "I don't know, I'll buy what I like when I see it later."

said that he would buy what he liked when he saw it, but when he thought about the money in the bag, it was only five taels of silver!

In the eyes of the poor, it is a lot, save a little, enough for a few months' expenses, but in the eyes of the rich, it is estimated that it is not enough for a plate of vegetables.

Mo Ziyun has never treated herself as a poor person, although she has been here for four years, in the past four years, she has lived a really poor life, so poor that she can't even steal it.

At that time, I was just too young, and many things were just more than enough to do, but now I am trying to improve.

In this life, she never thought about becoming a very rich person, just like in her previous life, she just wanted to never pick and search when she wanted to buy something, or save money for a long time to grit her teeth and buy it.

Now, the money has been earned, but this small body not only restricts earning, but also restricts spending.

After shopping for a long time, Mo Aster, who had a deflated purse, completely lost the fun of shopping, especially after spending all the five taels of silver in his hand, he felt that there was nothing interesting in this capital.

"Godfather, I want to go to the biggest bookstore?" Mo Ziyun, who felt that there was nothing fun, wanted to go to the bookstore to see what books were in the bookstore, mainly to see if there were any children's books, after all, what she was writing now.

"What are you going to do in the bookstore?" When Han Chunlin heard that he was going to the bookstore, his first reaction was that he didn't want to go, the bookstore was to read and buy books, and there were already a lot of books at home.

"Just to see." Mo Ziyun said.

Of course, Han Chunlin's not wanting to go doesn't affect his father's decision, "Okay." Immediately picked up Mo Ziyun and walked to the bookstore.

Zongheng Bookstore.

Looking at the plaque hanging high above his head, it is worthy of being the largest bookstore in the dynasty, just that

Looking at the four vigorous and powerful words above his head, he has already shown a majestic momentum.

Looking at the layout again, unlike most of the rows of shops, the bookstore is a single-family house, and when you look up, only the façade is more than ten zhang wide.

The front shop can be so wide, and the backyard should be bigger, not to mention, the bookstore is four stories high, and it is really the first bookstore of the Dafeng Dynasty.

I'm afraid that such a big bookstore doesn't just sell books, right?

"Godfather, are all four floors selling books?"

Han Shuxian shook his head, "Only the first and second floors are bookstores, and the third and fourth floors and the back rooms are used for printing offices."

Sure enough, as I guessed, the printing is not convenient, and the readers focus on the Four Books and Five Classics, and other books will not sell well as the Four Books and Five Classics and books that are beneficial to scientific research.

It is estimated that it is a book related to the book compared to the four books and five classics, and as for the books related to all walks of life, it is very few and far between, and many industries have no books at all, and they have been dictated by the master for a long time. In this way, it should be impossible to fill the four-story house in front of you with few types.

Entering the store, the enthusiastic shopkeeper immediately came forward to greet him, "What books do you want to see?"

Han Shuxian looked at Mo Ziyun, "What book do you want to read?"

Mo Ziyun raised a smile, "I want to see before I can be sure."

"My little sister can read at such a young age? That's pretty impressive." The shopkeeper was a little surprised that the little girl in front of him who only came to his waist to buy books.

"Thank you, big brother, for the compliment, it's all *** dad who taught me to read." Don't forget Han Shuxian at any time.

As soon as the words came out, the corners of Han Shuxian's mouth curled up again, and he was very useful to his goddaughter's words.

After walking around, I had a general understanding of what types of books there were in the bookstore, and I bought a few books by the way, two books about enlightenment education, one book about medicinal herbs, and two travelogue books.

Ben also wanted to buy another book about farming, but after asking, not only did he not have a book on farming, but there were no books on building houses, making instruments and utensils, and so on.

I have a book, and I want to buy it, but I can't buy it, but it's a pity, it's a pity.

"Thank you, godfather."

The book money was naturally given by Han Shuxian.

Mo Ziyun, who left the bookstore, lay on Han Shuxian's shoulder, "Godfather, I think Uncle Xie's bookstore should also think of printing more books of different types if it wants to surpass Zongheng Bookstore."

Mo Ziyun asked the shopkeeper something, and he listened, "The idea is good, but it may not be sold if it is printed."

"Even if we can't sell it, let people know that we have books that are available elsewhere, and that we still have books that are not available elsewhere."

Only when the books are complete can it be called the first bookstore.

"Okay, I'll tell you Uncle Xie about it when I go back." Han Shuxian didn't expect that she would be able to see some problems when she came to the bookstore, but this idea was okay.

Out of the game, a few people went to the nearest restaurant to eat, and after a meal, they walked around and had a look, and after shopping for about an hour and a half, they turned back to "Diners".

On the way back, an uncle with a large frame on his chest came to him, and the uncle was about sixty years old. There was also a dustpan of the same size as the frame hanging on the chest, and in the dustpan were placed several pinched vivid, lifelike little animals, and one was still held in the hand covered with mud, and shouted in a hoarse voice as he walked: "Clay man, now pinched clay man!"

"Kids, do you want to see the clay figurines?"

Mo Ziyun looked up at the uncle who approached him, and saw that the uncle's face was full of wind and frost, and his steps were still a little staggering, and he was still running around for a living at the age when he should have enjoyed his old age.

I don't think it's the heart of the Virgin Mary, but when I see it, I can't help but sigh.

"Dad, I want to." Han Chunlin couldn't take his eyes off the old man as he approached.

Looking at the clay figurine on the basket, "I want it, how much do you count?"

Han Shuxian plans to buy it back for everyone to have one, anyway, a few clay figurines are not worth much.

The old man didn't expect it to be sold out all at once, and then happily calculated the account, "Originally, it was sold for three cents each, and the guests bought more, so I will calculate two cents for you, and there are twelve here, a total of twenty-four cents."

Han Shuxian counted twenty-four cents to the old man and said to the three of them, "Each of you chooses one, and the rest goes back to Lulu and plays with them."

Han Shuxian gave the money to the old man, and saw a woman in brocade walking up with a little boy in her arms, "How much is this clay figure?"

The old man replied, "It's a penny, but it's sold out today."

"Isn't there anything else?" The woman pointed to the clay figurines on the basket on the old man's chest.

"This guest bought it all."

A woman next to the woman immediately looked at Han Shuxian, "Can this old man let one for my little son?"

Han Shuxian said, "You take one."

The mother-in-law bowed and thanked, "Thank you." Then he took out the three coins and handed them to Han Shuxian.

"No, the few pennies are supposed to be given to the little boy."

The mother-in-law thanked again, "Thank you."

"Sister Wanyun, you can choose one." Han Chunlin shouted after her mother-in-law took away a clay figure.

But Mo Aster didn't react, just looked at the woman in front of her blankly.

"Woo Woo." Seeing that Mo Ziyun didn't react, Han Shuxian shouted again.

When Mo Ziyun turned her head to look at Han Shuxian, her eyes were still in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Picked up Mo Ziyun and asked.

Mo Ziyun lay on Han Shuxian's shoulder, and her resentment finally turned into a sentence: "I like a little rabbit, I don't want to give it to him!"

What the mother-in-law just took away was a clay figure rabbit.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Han Shuxian would never have believed that she had always been a very generous goddaughter, and now she would actually fight with someone for a small clay figure, and looked at the woman in brocade with a little embarrassment, "Please also ask Madame to get another one."