Half an hour later.

Inside the bookstore.

Song Qingyuan bowed softly, "Yuan'er has seen the old man!" ”

"Don't dare!"

Mr. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to interrupt, "The old man is a grass man, and he deserves such a great gift from the county lord of Jinning." ”

"The old gentleman donated books to the Chinese Culture Museum, which is a great kindness and a matter that is beneficial to students all over the world."

"How can you not afford to pay a gift from Yuan'er like this."

Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. He immediately blew his beard and glared.

He turned his hand behind his back and emphasized, "There is one thing, the old man has to tell you ahead, this book is not donated, but borrowed. ”

"After the county lord of Jinning finishes transcribing the books, he has to send them back to the old man."

"These are all treasures that our He family has treasured for many years."

Mr. He shook his head, "The old man is reluctant to send it." ”

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan laughed.

"The books treasured in the hands of the old gentleman must be of great value."

"It is already a great favor for us to be able to transcribe, how dare we reach out and ask for the original work."

"That's it!"

"If you ask for it, the old man won't give it to ......"

Mr. He shook his hand, took out the sorted book from his sleeve, and handed it to Song Qingyuan.

"This is a directory of all the books in my bookstore."

"You call your little girl, compare it with the Guozijian, and pick out all the ones that don't have them."

"Jinning County ......"

Mr. He pointed at Song Qingyuan, "Come with the old man, and the old man will take you to see the old man's treasures." ”

"Some of them are extinct."

"If it weren't for my grandfather, who made a quick decision and spent most of the family business to include them, it would have been ......"

As he walked, Mr. He talked about his grandfather's dedication to books when he was young.

Thanks to his grandfather, who was so obsessed with books, he left a batch of "treasures" to the He family.

So much so that after Mr. He is not a master, he can still come back to open a bookstore.

"Many of the old man's books were left by my grandfather, and I have collected a few in the past two years."

"It's a pity that there are too many people who collect books and too few people who sell books."

Mr. He shook his head helplessly.

He talked to Song Qingyuan while walking, and soon arrived in the backyard.

The backyard is spacious and quiet, just like a small house, where Mr. He usually lives.

And Song Qingyuan also learned from the small talk just now that the bookstore in front of him was originally a big mansion.

Later, Mr. He divided the courtyard into two, with a bookstore in the front and a residence in the back.

"Jinning County Lord, please come in!"

Mr. He pushed open the door of a house and said, "This is the place where the old man collects books, and few people come here in normal times." ”

"The county lord of Jinning must be careful not to damage the books."

Mr. He couldn't help but emphasize.

Even if he knew that he was facing the county lord of the Great Qi Dynasty in front of him, and he was the vice president of the Charity Foundation.

It is also the object of admiration in the mouths of many students.

Even so, he still had to give advice.

"Don't worry, old man, I'll be careful."

Song Qingyuan promised.

Although she doesn't love books, she has come to this ancient time, and there are people who love books around her, and she can understand the importance that these readers attach to books.

Especially for some literati and writers, this book is as precious as their love for their children.

In addition, Mr. Ho's bookstore has a wide range of books.

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It is also impossible for Song Qingyuan not to treat it carefully.

"Old gentleman, please ...... first"

"Jinning County Lord, please!"

After the two entered, a smell of books came to their nostrils.

"Whew!"

Song Qingyuan took a deep breath and sniffed slowly.

She had heard before that good paper, if kept properly, would form a book aroma over time.

And she finally saw it today.

smiled slightly, "This smear of books can make people feel peaceful." ”

"At this time, sitting at the table, drinking tea and reading a book, I feel that life is comfortable."

"Huh?"

Mr. He's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he smiled with satisfaction.

"The old man also thinks the same, and occasionally when he has leisure, he pours a cup of tea and holds a book in his hand."

"While drinking tea, watching and immersing yourself in the book, it is as if your soul has been cleansed."

"This is what literati students should do."

Mr. He said heavily, "It's like some scholars, obsessed with fame and fortune, and actively camping." ”

"Losing the style of a student is simply laughable and generous."

"If the literati's morality is gone, how can they be worthy of the teachings of the saints."

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Seeing this, Song Qingyuan hurriedly changed the topic.

"The old gentleman has a lot of books here, if I take them all at once, I'm afraid the gentleman will be reluctant."

"Yuan'er is also afraid that because of the large number of them, she will not take good care of them and destroy her husband's book."

"It's better to do this, I'll take five copies this time, and when these five copies are finished, I'll return the original books and take down five more copies."

"What does the old gentleman think?"

"According to what the county lord of Jinning said."

Old Bachelor He took a look, then took out the silk cloth from the box, wrapped the five books carefully, and handed them to Song Qingyuan.

"Please also ask the ...... of Jinning County"

"It must be kept properly."

Song Qingyuan answered in time.

Old Student He nodded with satisfaction, "That's good!" That's it! ”

"Then let's go over and see how it is sorted out over there."

"Good!"

Song Qingyuan nodded and hugged the book in his hand.

"Red Sleeves has to deal with tens of thousands of books, and I'm too busy, so I really have to go over and take a look."

As the two spoke, they went back to the bookstore in front of them.

In the bookstore, there is a young man who is helping Red Sleeves pick up books.

The other one was receiving guests who had come to buy books.

"Miss Zhan?"

Song Qingyuan took two quick steps.

The woman wearing a scarf in front of her was Zhan Miao'er, who was auctioning off Aoxue Hanmeitu at the auction.

That is, because of the impeachment of Xiao Jingduo, the daughter of Bachelor Zhan, who was demoted by the emperor to go home to farm.

"Miss Zhan is here to buy books?"

Song Qingyuan asked.

A woman who is not happy with things, who is not sad about herself, and who is not cowardly and humble because of her mutilated face.

Song Qingyuan couldn't help but admire her a little.

"Yes!"

Zhan Miao'er nodded.

"Today's saint once said that my father is only looking for death and life for the little things among his friends, so it is better to go home and farm."

"But my father has only been studying since he was a child, but he has never worked in the field, so he is really not good at this."

"So he sent me to the study to select a few books related to agriculture for research."

"Let the Lord of Jinning County smile!"

Zhan Miao'er said clearly, but there was no shame on her face.

After speaking, he also gave a generous salute to Song Qingyuan.

() I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~