After being exiled, the lucky cub who was dropped from the bag came back

Chapter 35 Stranger Things

Bookstores are not all printed books, and the cost of printed books is high, ranging from a few hundred texts or one or two taels, to as many as a dozen taels. Printed copies are much cheaper.

Cheng Yun's thoughts were floating, and when the scholar turned to leave, he stepped forward and asked, "Boss, do you still need someone to copy books by hand?"

The scholar who had already walked outside the door paused for a moment, looked back, then turned and left.

There are so many books that need to be copied, and he is not here to compete with him for business, so there is nothing to be vigilant about.

It's just that this person is so unfamiliar, he is sure that he has never seen it before.

The scholar thought, and gradually walked away.

The shopkeeper asked, "Do you know how to write?"

Cheng Yun nodded: "Yes."

The shopkeeper took out a pen and paper and motioned him to write one.

The moment Cheng Yun took the pen, it seemed that the whole person fell silent. He dipped the tip of the pen in ink, thought for a while, and wrote a sentence on the paper: Aspire to Tao, follow virtue, follow benevolence, and practice art.

A sentence from "The Analects of Confucius".

The first six characters Cheng Yun are written in regular script, and the last six characters are written in Tiangu Crane script.

He has to add one more point for himself.

Surprise flashed across the shopkeeper's eyes, and he praised again and again: "This word has its own style, so it must be taught by a famous teacher?"

Cheng Yun smiled, didn't speak, just asked: "I don't know if it is possible to meet your request."

"Of course." Although this word is still a bit jerky, it is also among the best in what he has seen.

The shopkeeper brought him a copy of "Dazhao Miscellaneous Notes" and said, "I'll give you half a month, is that enough?"

Cheng Yun estimated that it should be possible, so he nodded.

The shopkeeper also nodded with a smile, and Cheng Yun looked back.

Shopkeeper: "???"

Cheng Yun: "???"

"Anything else?" the shopkeeper asked suspiciously.

Cheng Yun spread his hands, more confused: "Won't you give me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"

The shopkeeper laughed and said that they didn't provide pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and he had to prepare these by himself.

But Cheng Yun's family didn't have these things.

He frowned slightly, and asked the store how much it sold for, and the store answered according to the price of different qualities.

It's a bit expensive, but it's not unacceptable. Cheng Yun did some calculations and took over the job of copying books, but he could earn it back.

"Then get me a set."

"okay."

After accepting the things, the unheated copper coins flowed away again.

Cheng Yun sighed.

He turned his head to look at Erlang and Lingbao who were holding a book and reading.

What Erlang was reading was a travel journal, and he read it with gusto.What Lingbao read was an enlightenment book, and he read it with gusto.

Cheng Yun shook his head and chuckled, walked over and asked softly, "Do you understand?"

Lingbao shook his head: "I don't understand."

Then you still nod your head for a while, and suddenly realize it for a while.

As everyone knows, she can't understand, but the king can!

Dawang will read to her. Dawang is a very responsible teacher.

"It's getting late, we have to leave." Cheng Yun said.

Lingbao agreed, obediently put the book back to its original position.

Cheng Yi was a little bit reluctant, this travel diary is really beautiful.

After walking out of the bookstore, Cheng Yi saw what Cheng Yun was holding in his arms, and asked casually, "Brother, what book did you buy?"

If it's a travelogue, he'll read it too.

"I didn't buy it. This is the "Miscellaneous Notes of Dazhao" that I want to copy. I will exchange rewards with the shopkeeper, and I only bought cheap pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

To be exact, it should be the cheapest.

In the past, he would never use ink that was not of the highest quality.

Cheng Yi turned pale with shock: "Copy the book? Brother, you want to copy the book? How did this happen?"

His elder brother's handwriting was praised even by the Imperial College Jijiu, but now he wants to use it to copy books.
Cheng Yi was extremely unbalanced.

"It's easy to work in the fields, so why not copy books?" Cheng Yun said calmly, "You can also read books for free, the best of both worlds."

Cheng Yi still finds it strange that his eldest brother is so kind and gentle.

After thinking about it, he reluctantly said, "How about I copy it?"

Cheng Yun said helplessly, "I really don't feel forced."

Cheng Yi rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, hammered his palms and said, "Then I can carry the sack!"

When I came to the county town twice, I could see that some places needed people to carry things. Cheng Yun was good at other things because of his strength.

Cheng Yun said: "We haven't reached that point yet."

Unless it is absolutely necessary, that kind of hard work cannot be done.

Cheng Yun has never done it before, but he also knows that it is very hard. It is different from practicing martial arts. Erlang has never experienced any hardship since he was a child, so he must not be able to bear it.

Moreover, he has a father and elder brother, so he shouldn't worry about making a living.

Patting his younger brother on the shoulder, he said, "Let's go, Dad must be waiting impatiently."

Cheng Zhongqian was really impatient, his body was too dirty, he couldn't bear it, and when he saw them coming back, he immediately urged: "Go back quickly."

Along the way, Cheng Zhongqian felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, for fear that the tragedy would happen again.

After arriving home, Cheng Zhongqian asked his son to boil hot water for himself, and couldn't wait to go back to the room to take off the dirty clothes.

Father was in the room, Erlang was in the kitchen, Cheng Yun took Lingbao's hand to her room, and asked in a low voice, "Lingbao, how do you know it's turmeric, which can be sold for money?"

It couldn't be that the villagers told her.

Today, the village chief was with them all the time, and he didn't show any expression when he saw the things in the sack. Obviously he didn't know that turmeric was a medicinal material.

"Your Majesty told me." Ling Bao said it directly, not trying to hide anything from his elder brother.

Cheng Yun pondered, last time Red Snake Lingbao also said that the king told her, and this time Jianghuang is again, is it really not a coincidence?
However, what the king told her was even more bizarre than if it was a mistake.

The king is a cat!
Cheng Yun's eyes fell on the king, the little white cat leaned against Lingbao, its fluffy tail swept back and forth on Lingbao's hand, Lingbao felt itchy, laughed, and pushed the king's stomach with his little hands.

Sensing his gaze, the king raised his head, his eyes were clear and innocent, but there was a trace of human doubt.

Cheng Yun stared at it for a while, then suddenly stood up and said, "You two play, I'll go and see Dad."

Lingbao hurriedly said: "Big brother, Lingbao also wants to go."

Cheng Yun said: "Father wants to take a bath, you can go see it later."

"OK then."

After Cheng Yun left, the king jumped to the other side, thought for a while and said, "Lingbao, your big brother just looked at me so strangely."

Ling Bao tilted his head: "What's so strange?"

"It feels like I want to take off my clothes." The king said uncertainly.

Surprised, Lingbao held the king's leg and looked up: "Your Majesty, so you are wearing clothes?"

The king was stunned for a moment: "That's right, I don't have any clothes on, I only have Mao Mao!"

"I didn't see you wearing clothes either."

That should be its illusion.

The king forgot about it in an instant, and quarreled with Lingbao, his laughter was as clear as a silver bell, full of childishness.

(End of this chapter)