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Chapter 12 A serious Kung Fu book
  The bookstores in Yanggu County are called used bookstores.

As the name suggests, it is a shop where many used books are stored.

The store is not a century-old brand.

But the advantage is that it is spacious and bright, has a wide variety of books, and is in a good location.

It still attracted many readers.

A small half of them are new books, and the majority are second-hand books collected by the shopkeeper.

The store's main focus is study materials and notes from previous imperial examination candidates.

There is a dazzling array of things to see and do.

Students who have not yet achieved academic status often like to come here in groups to pick and choose.

If you gain fame, you can sell your old notes for a small amount of money.

The painting is quite sexy.

Half text, half illustration.

"There are some postures..., uh, you two brothers should be able to do it together."

Lin Xuan was also speechless and had no choice but to help.

Well, of course I'm talking about second-hand goods that were excerpted and printed by others.

That would be extremely popular.

"Shopkeeper, do you have... that kind of... Kung Fu training book?"

Then, one by one, incredible postures came into her eyes.

Huang Rong didn't take it seriously and pointed at Lin Xuan behind her.

"Oh, there are some!"

"You...you two brothers, are you going to...practice kung fu together?"

He thought for a moment, put down the novel in his hand, and looked at Huang Rong with a smile: "Sir, do you want to read it?"

The number one scholar is Wenquxing who has descended to earth.

"Isn't it possible?" Huang Rong was a little displeased: "Is it true? Give me a guarantee, don't worry about my mother-in-law."

It doesn’t feel good either!

Lin Xuan sighed, closed the book, and handed it back to the shopkeeper: "What I want to buy is martial arts skills! Not this kind of skills."

Even the used pen, ink, paper and inkstone are stained with the scholar's literary spirit.

The shopkeeper is a fat man in his forties.

"Guest sir, take a look at this book. It's selling well."

What if this girl is hit too hard and awakens some strange attributes...

The shopkeeper was obviously a little shocked and stammered.

The dragon is tactful, the swallow is in the same heart, the luan is dancing, the butterfly is somersaulting, the white tiger is soaring, the wild horse is leaping...

After all, in the eyes of many literati...

After all, these are his teammates, brothers and sisters.

The real top scholar's notes will not appear in such a small place.

"What kind of Kung Fu? Oh, I understand."

Lin Xuan's motives this time were simple, he really wanted to practice martial arts...

Generally speaking, after becoming a Jinshi...

"My eldest brother wants to see it. Let me take a look together."

The value of this thing is directly related to the imperial examination results.

Looking at Huang Rong, she looked like she was dead...

"..."

Huang Rong was slightly startled when she saw this strange name, and subconsciously opened the title page.

""Illustrated Explanation of Dongxuanzi's Thirty Styles"?"

If it is the top three Jinshi, or even the notes of the number one scholar...

It can be used as a family heirloom!

Booksellers are willing to purchase previous study materials at high prices.

"Shopkeeper, you may have misunderstood."

Huang Rong glanced at the bookshelf and found that they were all serious books on the Four Books and Five Classics. She felt a little impatient and walked to the counter and asked.

The shopkeeper opened the drawer, took out a thin book, and showed a strange smile.

Huang Rong was stunned, her little hand mechanically flipping through the album, her mind going blank.

Even if you can't buy a martial arts book, you won't go back with a copy of Fangzhongshu.

In his previous life, he had a few portable hard drives.

Be well-informed, knowledgeable, and knowledgeable in hundreds of schools of thought!
  I have no interest at all in Liu Beisu, who is interested in popularizing science.

Too low-level!

"Practice martial arts?"

The shopkeeper was a little confused: "Looking at the way you dress, you are also a scholar. Are you going to our bookstore to practice martial arts?"

"Is it weird?"

"...It's not weird, it's not weird!"

The shopkeeper thought carefully and took Lin Xuan to a dusty corner.

Then, he opened the cabinet door and pulled out a book box.

There are about ten books in the book box, all of which are pictures of martial arts practice.

These are some martial arts atlases that I accidentally bought into the bookstore a few years ago.

It's all superficial skills.     It is roughly equivalent to the military style boxing of later generations.

It is not the same thing as the so-called magical secret book.

People in the world naturally look down upon this thing.

The scholars who took part in the imperial examinations only focused on reading the books of sages and sages, and even scorned this kind of heresy, and did not bother to read it at all.

After selling it for several months, there were still zero sales.

The shopkeeper also gave up trying and put all the books away.

"This internal skill is not bad. It's useless after practicing it, but it doesn't do any harm..."

Huang Rong forced herself to calm down and pretended to be nonchalant.

"Well, I'll take this one." Lin Xuan was naturally more calm.

"This knife skill is just okay... it's quite suitable for your pig-killing knife."

"Okay, Wu Erlang has brought me a knife. Please wrap this one as well."

The two men flipped through the books, reluctantly selected two, and handed the shopkeeper two coins.

In the Han and Tang dynasties, there was papermaking but no printing. Books were all copied by hand and were expensive.

A book costs about one tael of silver.

At that time, copywriting was actually a very profitable profession.

By this time, engravings were available and movable type printing had been invented, which greatly reduced the cost of books.

A book is probably only worth one-tenth of its price in the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Of course, no matter how good movable type printing is, it is impossible to print some magical secrets.

What you can buy with money is definitely some mediocre martial arts skills.

The two books I chose are also crappy stuff.

One book is "Quiet Breathing Method" and the other is "Tiger Sword Technique".

The internal strength is so-so, it can only be said that there is no harm in practicing it.

The swordsmanship is pretty good, simple and rough, and seems to be the swordsmanship used by the famous general Di Qing to train his soldiers.

The basic exercises provided by Blue Star School to Lin Xuan for free are basically methods of invigorating qi and blood and tempering muscles, bones and skin.

It is an examination-oriented education, which is targeted training based on the martial arts assessment content.

There are no internal Qi training techniques or weapon moves.

These two books can be used for reference and study.

As for the rest of the books, they are all about sledgehammer hands, broomstick legs, chest-breaking boulder magic skills...

Just looking at the name, there is no future.

Looking through the content, it is even more stupid.

Originally, Lin Xuan was still thinking about taking a chance and discovered a few magical skills that cast pearls into darkness.

It seems like she is just overthinking it.

Most of these unsold books are so bad that no one buys them.

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  "You two gentlemen will come here often."

The two of them bought books, ran to Goulan, spent three taels of silver, listened to a tune for a while, and ordered a table of wine and food.

Seeing Lin Xuan's generosity and having had a good meal, the beautifully dressed Madam sent the two of them out in person.

"This is my first time coming to a place like this, hehe, I'm very happy."

After Huang Rong made a mistake, she was embarrassed to speak and drank a lot of wine.

His face turned red after drinking, and he pulled Lin Xuan's sleeve with a smile on his face.

"Those little girls are average-looking, but the atmosphere is pretty good. You can really relax."

Lin Xuan let Huang Rong pull her sleeves and commented casually.

There aren't any fancy paid plots.

Yanggu County is just a small place, and the business capabilities of those poor and red herders are actually just that...

Not to mention the beauty that relies on makeup.

Even her talent level is at most that of a KTV princess in a third-tier city.

Compared to Huang Rong, it is a world of difference.

As a result, Lin Xuan felt that he would be at a disadvantage by spending the night there...

Well, that’s actually correct to think so.

There are no protective measures these days.

If you get sick...

It's a very troublesome thing.

"Master Lin, Master Huang, the rewards for hunting tigers have arrived. The county magistrate is waiting for you in the hall."

As soon as the two of them arrived at the small courtyard of the Yamen, the servant standing at the door quickly came over to greet them and said congratulations.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Xuan smiled, took out two coins and stuffed them into the boy's hand.

"Master, please."

The boy was overjoyed and walked in front of him.

"We want to be rebels and stop taking advantage of the Yamen. Let's move out and live after we get the money."

Huang Rong exhaled the smell of alcohol and said softly: "Today's dishes are not as delicious as the ones I cooked."

"Okay."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)