The study is quite large, and it is full of bookshelves.

Shopkeeper Song took Ning Xin inside, and after passing by a few bookshelves, he didn't expect it to be a cave.

There is an inner room inside, the books are neatly organized, and there are pen, ink, paper and inkstones.

"You just sit here, you can just go and get any books you need to read, and just put them here after reading."

Shopkeeper Song has never made such easy money, and his attitude towards Ning Xin can not be described as disrespectful.

When Ning Xin looked for possible manuscripts on the bookshelf of the prescription, she found that a pot of flower tea and a small plate of snacks had been placed on the desk in the inner room, and a pair of chopsticks were placed next to the snacks.

I also knew that I was afraid that she would eat a snack and touch the book directly and touch the book dirty.

Ning Xin just drank tea and ate snacks, and it took two hours to probably finish reading all the books on the medical bookshelf.

High school already requires students to have a reading ability of one glance and ten lines, so these are not difficult things for Ning Xin.

It's just outrageous that she flipped through hundreds of books, but she didn't even find the original source of Wei Qin's recipe.

"Little Miss, have you finished reading?"

The shopkeeper Song of the study couldn't be too curious about her.

It's not too bizarre that such a big girl doll is literate, after all, a little richer people will enlighten their daughters.

But generally the girls read some poems and poems, or fresh and beautiful scripts.

This little girl is different, in the afternoon, she reads all medical books.

The shelves were already about to be emptied by her.

She's watching too fast!

Before, he still felt that he made these two dollars easily, but thinking that he would have to fill the bookshelf one by one in a while, he felt that this money was not so easy to earn.

Ning Xin raised her head and stretched a long lazy waist, so sleepy that her speech was a little slurred.

"What, is the shopkeeper closing?"

Shopkeeper Song hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, it's not time yet, and your family's descendants haven't come yet." ”

"Oh." Ning Xin lowered her head again and buried her head in the sea of books.

"This ...... This ......" Shopkeeper Song rubbed his hands: "What are you looking for, or will I help you find it?" ”

yes, let him help.

He is a scholar who opens a study, and his reading volume must not be bad.

Maybe he's seen this recipe somewhere.

Thinking of this, Ning Xin hurriedly took out the crumpled piece of paper and flattened it in front of him.

Shopkeeper Song took the paper, his brows were tight and loose, and he shook his head for a long time: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen this recipe either." ”

The hope that Ning Xin had just mentioned fell again.

But when he thought that people were also kind, he waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you can't find it, I will still give as much money as I should give." ”

Look at this generosity, it's really flattering.

Shopkeeper Song couldn't help but want to say a few more words to her: "You haven't taken the book home after spending the money, don't you feel panicked?" ”

That's an interesting question.

The traditional thinking of people is that what belongs to them only when they are in their own hands.

Therefore, in ancient times, people were not allowed to study here, and they had to buy it back.

But Ning Xinke is a modern soul.

It just so happened that she was really tired from reading, so she sat up straight and discussed the shared business model with this studious boss.

"The purpose of reading books is to learn knowledge, and the book is not in my hand, but the knowledge has already reached my head, of course, it is not a loss."

Ning Xin took the opportunity to give him an idea, of course, to meet her own reading needs.

"Shopkeeper Song, I suggest that you set up a special reading area, pay for reading, two cents a day, you provide a reading environment and reading resources, and when they leave in the evening, they take away the knowledge, and you leave the money, why not?"

What the little girl said was reasonable, and it was hard not to make Shopkeeper Song excited.

They open a study because the money they earn all year round is limited, and there is basically no excess income.

His wife keeps all the money in her own hands, and he even has to ask his daughter-in-law for money when he even buys a fragrant drink.

Not to mention buying rouge gouache for his new good little cui girl.

And Ning Xin's suggestion, he intuitively thought that it would be a very profitable business.

Books can be read over and over again, a book was originally sold for two articles, two people read it back in one day, and then the book is still in his hand, if it is well preserved, maybe it can be sold again......

"But what if it's not preserved?" He raised new doubts.

Ning Xin saw that he was a flexible brain, and he was willing to answer patiently: "Pay the deposit before entering the reading room, if the book is damaged or soiled, it can't be re-sold, and the deposit can be seized." ”

That's right, the deposit!

Shopkeeper Song almost flew up happily, and his eyes when he looked at Ning Xin again were full of worship.

Oops, whose little god of wealth is this, there is such a good idea.

The sun was slanting in the west, and he saw Shen Shi.

Alin, who had changed into clothes, had already stood at the door of the study on time, and said with a full sense of anger: "Where is my little lady!" ”

Looking at that fierce appearance, there was a sense that if Ning Xin was gone, he would immediately die with this study shopkeeper.

"Here, Brother Alin, what are you anxious about!" Ning Xin walked out of the inner room with small steps of loss.

After reading the book for three hours and six hours in a row, she was now unkempt, and it seemed that her soul had been drained.

Ah Lin looked up and down several times anxiously, and after confirming that he was fine, he no longer stared at Shopkeeper Song viciously.

Shopkeeper Song was grateful to Ning Xin for his idea, and he really liked him very much, so he hurriedly turned out a latest book on the bookshelf at the door, called "Two or Three Things I Have to Say with the Princess" and handed it to Ning Xin.

"For you, thank you for the idea."

Ning Xin looked at the title of Jack Su's script, and the corners of her eyes twitched.

What, she looks like such a superficial person!?

Anyway, the book she wrote is still called "Monster Hunter".

Well, it doesn't seem like much of a difference.

Ning Xin took the book, and after thanking the shopkeeper Song, she remembered it again and asked, "By the way, shopkeeper, do you have that monster hunter here?" ”

"Oops, you're late." Shopkeeper Song patted his thigh and said: "The last book has just been sold, you don't know, that book is not too popular, from Huainan to the capital, now everyone knows the name of Yan Chixia." If you like that, I'll leave you a copy when it arrives in two days. ”

There's nothing happier than knowing that the book you've written is a bestseller.

Even an afternoon of fruitless effort seemed less frustrating at the moment.

Ning Xin waved her hand at the shopkeeper Song with "Jack Su", and took Alin out of the door of the study.

"No need for the shopkeeper, you can leave it to those who need it more."

Anyway, I wrote it, and he doesn't smell good when I go back to read the draft!