After about half an hour, Zhang Chuyang came back, and when he saw Fu Xuechen, he directly took out a stack of books from his arms, all of which were hand-copied thin volumes, each volume was only seventy or eighty pages, and each page was only more than a hundred words on each side.

"These, I don't know if you've seen Yuchen, but it's said that they're all up to date." Zhang Chuyang explained.

Fu Xuechen didn't know if Fu Yuchen had seen it, so he took a copy and flipped through it, there was no title on the book cover, in addition to the fact that at first glance it was very similar to the appearance of those subsets of scriptures and histories, and when I opened it, I could see that the title of the book was at the top of the first page, and then it was a half-literate and half-white text, which began with the two cold scholars going out to study, and encountered heavy rain pouring on the way, so they ran to a broken temple on a mountain to hide from the rain......

Fu Xuechen felt that she couldn't stand this story, not to mention that the beginning of this story was mediocre, just the beginning of the Journey to the West, first pull a few half-incomprehensible seven-word poems in the clouds, and then introduce the writing of mountains and rivers, she really can't appreciate it.

There are also words, the word is a small block of the fly's head, but no matter how small it is, it is two circles larger than the printing body of the book in later generations, and it is copied by hand, even if the average level of the brush words of the readers of this era is high, it cannot guarantee that all the words are neat and good-looking.

The level of calligraphy in this book is very average, and it has been done without alteration, one or two of the words used, Fu Xuechen can't be sure whether it is a fake word or a wrong copy, so he has to make a mistake.

Flip the next one, or , this time the story is called Monkey Taoist, and then turn another book, it's different, it's called , look at the beginning seems to be a case-solving story, and then turn a book, called , the beginning is about a boudoir girl, called by her mother, told her cousin to come to stay at home, ready to catch the exam...... Flip through another book, called it seems to be about a young man, born in a peasant family, good martial arts......

Fu Xuechen felt amazing, but he didn't expect that the themes of this era are quite rich, there are supernatural, there are cases solved, there are talented and beautiful women, and there are also chivalrous? It's just a little short, and the length of the story is like a short story story, and it's very unreadable.

Zhang Chuyang asked on the side: "Has Yuchen seen it?" If so, you can return it. ”

"I'm going to do it all! How much does it cost? Fu Xuechen is very simple, as the concubine of the Hou Mansion, she has a lot of pocket money, not to mention that Fu Yuchen will pay afterwards.

"Ten taels." Zhang Chuyang quotes.

Fu Xuechen counted, a total of ten volumes, just one or two silver volumes, a little expensive, it is estimated that because of the manuscript and the number of pages is small, if it is a printed book in the book market, it will print many more pages, and because of batch printing and reduce the price, generally thirty dollars can buy a thick book.

After settling the bill with Zhang Chuyang, Zhang Chuyang naturally put the silver into his arms, and was not polite to Fu Xuechen, it can be seen that he had already paid the silver money when he took these words, and he didn't mean to pay for Fu Xuechen, but just told Fu Xuechen two sentences: "Be careful of tired eyes when reading at night, and don't peek at night to see that the late night affects your rest." ”

"I'll save it!"

Fu Xuechen agreed, but thought in his heart, he had to tell Furong to watch Fu Yuchen closely, don't let him become short-sighted because of reading, fortunately, Furong was originally a personal maid who served her, and sooner or later she would have to change back to her, and she would never dare not listen to her, with Furong staring, Fu Yuchen was useless even if he was a young master, he couldn't control Furong.

After returning to the mansion after school, there was still a short period of time before the Jingbei Marquis went down to the dynasty and the dinner party in the Fu Mansion, Fu Xuechen took the opportunity to go to Qingtong Courtyard to see Fu Yuchen with the script, waved off the servants, and threw the ten scripts to him.

"If you want a book, you've only found so much for the time being."

"That's it?" Fu Yuchen was a little dissatisfied.

Fu Xuechen ignored him and stretched out his hand: "Give money, a total of ten taels." ”

"I've seen 'Lu Yidao'!" Fu Yuchen flipped through the script.

"That's none of my business, whether you have seen it or not, you have to give money, no counteroffer, no second price."

Fu Yuchen was speechless: "I'll give it to you." ”

He didn't pick on the money, because he wanted to study and make friends, he got a lot more pocket money than Fu Xuechen every month, and he took out a small ingot of ten taels of silver from his purse and knotted it to Fu Xuechen.

"A new edition of "The Legend of the Mountain Spirit" has been released!" Fu Yuchen muttered excitedly, and couldn't put it down, he first picked out the two mountain spirit books and stuffed them under the pillow before going to read other scripts.

Fu Xuechen looked at him interestingly: "It seems that you like the novels of the Zhai Spirit very much...... Well, the script. ”

"What chatter?" Fu Yuchen was puzzled.

Yes, there was no talk in this time and space, so Fu Xuechen changed his words: "It's a story book about mountain spirits and ghosts." ”

"Who doesn't like this, 'The Story of the Mountain Spirit' is the most popular book in Guozi Studies." Fu Yuchen rolled his eyes.

"Really? I don't think so. Fu Xuechen couldn't help but ask: "Have you seen that Xiaocui?" What about Lu Juan? Have you heard of A Chinese Ghost Story? ”

"What are you talking about?" Fu Yuchen didn't understand, but he felt that Fu Xuechen seemed to be showing off, staring at her deadly.

"Haha!" Fu Xuechen was a little proud after all: "The book I have read is not as wonderful and beautiful as you can imagine, the few I just said are just a little bit of it, and the tip of the iceberg is not the tip of the iceberg!" ”

This is not a lie, in her previous life, she had a wide range of hobbies, especially like to read novels, almost all kinds of novels have been read, from domestic and foreign classics, to the new Internet original hits, compared with some novels with millions of words at every turn, the number of words in a few short stories is simply mini, not to mention the tip of the iceberg, it is simply a small stone on the iceberg.

Fu Yuchen didn't believe it: "I've never heard of any scripts you've read, and what you can buy from the market, I can also buy it, there can be no mistakes or omissions, not to mention the scripts you haven't seen in Guozixue, I have read much more than you, you're just talking nonsense!" ”

Fu Xuechen choked, she really couldn't show the evidence that she had read a lot of novels and stories, snorted, her eyes rolled, and said: "You don't care where I see it from, such as the story of Lu Ju, I promise you haven't read it!" ”

"Tell me about it?" Fu Yuchen made a statement to instigate.

"Good! Listen! Fu Xuechen had the intention to show off, and immediately told the story of Liao Zhai Lu Juan: "It is said that there is a Confucian student named Zhu Erdan in Lingyang, who is not very good at reading, but he is bold and loves to drink, and often gathers with friends to drink......