"Is this the book a thousand years from now?"

Song Shaoqin was very surprised, the paper of this book is white, the font is regular and uniform, as if it was carved out with a ruler, what makes him most curious, how is the book glued together?

The books of their Eastern Chu Kingdom are now decorated with leather ropes, and sometimes the pages will be turned very messy if they don't pay attention to it, which is not at all as stable and firm as the book in his hand, and it is also very beautiful.

Song Shaoqin suppressed his excitement and wanted to flip through the book immediately, he hadn't forgotten to reply to Miss Xia, maybe the other party was still waiting for his reply.

He immediately picked up the recorder and started recording for the first time in his life according to Miss Xia's introduction.

After a while, Song Shaoqin happily pressed the end button, and then solemnly put the recorder on the porcelain plate.

As for the wooden box that he ignored on the side?

Song Shaoqin didn't have any extra thoughts at all, and put the wooden box on the porcelain plate very neatly, how could he take back the gifts that had been given?

In his opinion, the value of these snacks and books given to him by Miss Xia cannot be measured by money, even if he has a lot of wealth, but if there is no Miss Xia, he will not be able to exchange for novelties in the 21st century.

Moreover, he felt that the gifts he received were far more precious and rare than those jade jewelry, so he didn't feel that Miss Xia deserved it, and the different times they lived in meant that they had different standards.

The wooden box was returned, is it because Miss Xia doesn't like jade jewelry very much?

After thinking about it, Song Shaoqin took out a dark blue money bag from a drawer next to the bed and put it on the porcelain plate happily.

After the operation, Song Shaoqin breathed a sigh of relief, he said like this, Miss Xia shouldn't go back again, right?

Song Shaoqin was looking forward to Miss Xia's reply, and had no other side concerns.

After washing up neatly, he changed into his bedgown, picked up a 21st century book and sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through it while waiting for a reply.

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21st century, Rongcheng.

After dinner, Xia Ning took a bath, changed into comfortable home clothes, and paid attention to the movement of the carp porcelain basin while wiping her hair.

It's been four hours, and there's no movement at all.

Could it be that her pen pal eats snacks and drinks happy fat house water, and is so happy to eat and drink, so she forgot to reply to herself, right?

Xia Ning nodded secretly, not to mention that it is really possible!

Not to mention the ancients, even modern people can't resist the temptation of snacks and fat house water.

If that were the case, she would be understandable.

It's half past eight in the evening now, and at this point in time Xia Ning doesn't want to open the word document anymore, today because of the carp porcelain basin, she has been absent-minded all day, and this state is not suitable for code words, so she just stopped thinking.

Anyway, there is still a day to go, and it must be in time.

As soon as Xia Ning dried her hair, she heard a muffled sound, and she instantly threw the towel in her hand into the chair, and went straight to the carp porcelain basin on the bedside table.

"Huh?"

"What are you doing, why did you send it back again?"

Looking at the familiar five wooden boxes, Xia Ning looked helpless, does this mean that she has to give it to herself?

She didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly picked up five wooden boxes from the porcelain basin and put them on the table next to her, but when she turned around, she saw her voice recorder coming out of the porcelain basin.

"Yo he~"

Is her ancient pen pal using a voice recorder?

That's great!

Inexplicably looking forward to hearing Song Shaoqin's voice, what's going on?