Ci Jinzhi

Chapter 169
"It is said that there is a Huaguo Mountain in the south of the Luojiang River, and there is a fairy stone on the mountain..." After Meng Fei read that Sun Wukong was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain by the Tathagata Buddha, he saw the small words "The first volume is finished".

He flipped back in disbelief.

It's gone, it's gone here!
This is really intolerable!
Meng Fei grabbed the book, jumped up and walked out, bumping into Meng Jijiu head-on.

"grandfather--"

Meng Jijiu's eyes fell on the notebook in Meng Fei's hands, and his sharp eyes saw the words "Mr. Pine Ling" on the cover, and asked his grandson calmly, "Where are you going? You are frizzy."

"Grandson is going to the bookstore."

"I didn't just go out and come back."

Meng Fei had no choice but to tell the truth: "Mr. Songling's new storybook is on sale today, and my grandson bought a copy. I didn't expect it to disappear when I saw the key points. My grandson wants to ask when the second volume of "Journey to the West" will be released." come out."

"Journey to the West?" Meng Jijiu stretched out his hand, "Let me take a look."

Meng Fei handed the book over, Meng Jijiu stuffed it into his sleeve, and said with a straight face: "I don't study hard all day, I just read these idle books!"

After all, the old man left with his hands in his hands.

Meng Fei: "..."

Come again!Grandpa didn't read idle books because he clearly wanted to read them!

Thinking about the ruler, I dare not ask the old man to get it back, what else can I do, I can only go to Qingsong Bookstore to buy another copy.After all, I read it in a hurry just now, so I have to reread such an interesting story at least twice.

Meng Fei hurried to the bookstore and met his classmate Wang Dayuan.

"Da Yuan, why are you here?"

Wang Dayuan glanced at the door of the bookstore, and the dense crowd made him dizzy: "I was so curious what happened to the monkey at the end, who knew it would be gone! I thought Yun Lang was here, so I came to ask."

Before Meng Fei could speak, someone echoed: "That's right, that's right, how could it be gone, and let no one sleep!"

Meng Fei looked sideways and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Zhang Xu?"

"Meng Fei, have you finished Journey to the West?" Zhang Xu put his hand on Meng Fei's shoulder.

Compared with Zhang Xu's enthusiasm, Meng Fei was much colder, and only said "um".

Don't think he doesn't know, every time this kid is taught by his grandfather, he will be pulled out as a shield.Could it be the same? He got second in the exam because he was impatient to learn those things, and Zhang Xu got first in the exam simply because he was stupid.

"Let's ask Miss Kou together, maybe the manuscript for the second volume is already available."

"Forget it, there are too many people, it's not worthwhile to squeeze out the shoes." Meng Fei waved his hand, turned around and left, and took advantage of the opportunity to give Wang Dayuan a hand.

Zhang Xu, who was eager to know the next plot, rested a lot because of this interruption, glanced at the crowd, and left.

In the afternoon, Kong Rui heard the news that Qingsong Bookstore had released a new book, and brought several servants to the bookstore to buy a hundred copies of "Journey to the West".

Shopkeeper Hu and the others knew that Kong Rui wanted to buy a hundred copies of "Painted Skin" before, and they were not surprised. Others didn't know that, and those who came to buy books were shocked by Kong Rui's feat.

After inquiring again, it was even more shocking that the young son was actually the eldest princess' son, Jing Anhou.

The son of the eldest princess bought a hundred copies of "Journey to the West" in one go, and he must be giving it away. What does this mean?It shows that Mr. Songling's new book is liked by even big shots.

After the news spread, many people who were not interested in the story of the dialogue also came to buy it out of curiosity, which is a later story.

Knowing that the new book was released today, He Qingxiao didn't come to the bookstore, so he ordered one of his subordinates to keep an eye on the movement so that no one would cause trouble.

In the evening, the subordinates came back to report: "My lord, everything is going well at Qingsong Bookstore, and the business is booming. Among them, Jing'an Hou Kongrui even bought a hundred new books!"

He Qingxiao was silent.

The subordinate took out a book from his pocket and offered it with both hands, "Humble job looks like a new book like a travelogue, so I brought you a copy."

Master He likes to read travel notes, and everyone close to him knows this.

He Qingxiao became even more silent.

Hou Jing'an bought a hundred copies, and he, with his...

His subordinates looked puzzled.

Don't adults like it?

A hand reached out and took the book.

"You've worked hard today, let's go rest."

When his subordinates retreated, He Qingxiao took a look at the title of the book, which really looked like a travel journal, and began to read it.

It was completely dark, and the cold wind was like a knife. A few pedestrians on the street shrugged and walked quickly.Shitou closed the door of the bookstore, shopkeeper Hu smoked from his abacus, and Liu Zhou sat slumped on a chair and had no energy to make an expression.

too tired!
Although he was tired, he was in a good mood, especially after Shopkeeper Hu calculated how many books he had sold today, the hall burst into cheers.

"Everyone has worked hard, let's go to the west courtyard to eat pot together." Xin You greeted everyone with a smile.

Shopkeeper Hu and Liu Zhou looked at each other with admiration in capital letters.

As expected of the owner, with such an astonishing number of sales, it was unexpectedly so calm.

The ingredients in the West Courtyard have already been packed, and several large copper pots are steaming, and the aroma spreads far away.

Not only shopkeeper Hu and others are celebrating by eating pot tonight, but also the craftsmen in charge of the printing workshop and the people from the East Yard.Shopkeeper Hu, Guanshi Zhao, and Liu Zhou sat at the same table with Xin You, and Xiao Lian was also pulled to sit down by Xin You, and ate the mutton pot lively.

Thinly sliced ​​mutton is cooked in a boiling pot, dipped in the prepared sauce, it is delicious.

It is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment to eat such a mouthful of steaming mutton in the twelfth lunar month.

After several plates of mutton were finished, Captain Yang strode in with a chill in his body.

"Captain Yang, sit here." Liu Zhou waved.

As the bookstore's business boomed, the number of guards increased a lot. When Xin You brought dozens of boxes of silver from the Shaoqing Mansion, shopkeeper Hu was so frightened that he recruited another group of people.

Now there are no less than a hundred guards at Qingsong Bookstore, and they are divided into three teams to patrol day and night. Captain Yang is in charge of the guards.

Captain Yang was in his thirties, tall and burly, with a well-rounded appearance. When he walked over, he greeted Xin You respectfully: "Boss."

Xin You blinked for a moment, then nodded calmly: "Captain Yang, sit down and eat the pot."

"Thank you, Master." Captain Yang sat down with a big horse, and ate hard.

The others had food in their bellies, excitedly chatting about the new book.

"Guan Zhao, you didn't see it in the book printing shop. The customers who came to buy new books today almost broke the threshold..." Liu Zhou was beaming, and specifically said that Kong Rui had bought a hundred copies.

Zhao Guanshi was not convinced: "I knew it was selling well even before I came here. I have moved two boxes of "Journey to the West" in the warehouse. But that Mr. Confucius really bought a hundred copies?"

"Can it be fake? If you don't believe me, ask the shopkeeper."

Seeing Manager Zhao looking over, Shopkeeper Hu nodded, muttering in his heart.

It's so annoying, is Mr. Kong interested in his master?
Amidst the laughter, Xinyou picked up a piece of wax gourd and put it in the bowl.

Just now, when Captain Yang walked over, she saw the scene of him being stabbed.

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