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Changsun Wuji said lightly, "I'm afraid you're not serious about it."

Wang Hao is fascinated. You look like you came here to read books. Are you really a book seller?

Without paying any attention to him, Wang Hao lowered his head and carefully read the content of "Dream of Red Mansions".

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

For a full 5 minutes, Wang Hao only moved his fingers when turning the pages of the book, and spent the rest of the time reading the content.

The eldest grandson Wuji standing behind him was also motionless, watching "Dream of Red Mansions" with him.

"Why are they standing there?"

"Are you so obsessed?"

The six wealthy merchants looked at the two in surprise.

Chen Ran frowned, walked up to the two of them, and asked, "Lang Jun, what's written in it?"

Wang Hao raised his head, pointed at the book excitedly, and said, "This "Dream of Red Mansions" is written...it's so well written! What's written in it, I'm not expressive, you'd better buy a copy and read it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he looked excitedly at Zhang Dun and said, "I bought this book!"

Zhang Dun raised two fingers and said, "Two pennies."

"it is good!"

Wang Hao did not lower the price, and directly took out a tael of gold from his pocket, threw it on the table, turned to the other four young masters and said, "Everyone, you'd better buy a copy, the content of this book will never let you disappointment!"

"Really?" One of them asked suspiciously.

The other three young masters were also a little puzzled. Leaving aside the content, is it appropriate for such a thin book to cost two bucks?

Wang Hao was a little unhappy, and said: "Why don't you believe it? Well, I'll buy a copy for each of you! You'll find out when you go back and have a look! It's definitely worth the money!"

Chapter 298 Let the arrows fly for a while

"That's a good feeling!"

The young princes are happy, it is impossible for them to spend two pennies to buy a thin book, but if someone buys it and gives it to them, it will be different.

The four of them took the book from him without hesitation, put it in their sleeves, and waited to read it when they went back.

Wang Hao looked at them with a smile, and when you read the contents of the book, you will know what it means to be unable to stop!

After they left, there were quite a few people who came to inquire about it, but few people bought it.

Until dusk, Zhang Dun reckoned that the curfew was about to be enforced, and then he gave Du Yan and Changsun Wuji a look, telling them to pack their things and prepare to find a place to stay.

Chen Ran and the rich merchants were relieved when they saw that they were leaving.

"Zhang Shaoyin..."

Chen Ran thought for a while, walked over, and asked, "Why has the old man never heard of the "Dream of Red Mansions" you sold?"

Zhang Dun said lightly: "I've never heard of it being normal, because this is Cao..."

"He wrote it." Suddenly, Changsun Wuji pointed to Zhang Dun and said.

Zhang Dun: "..."

"I see."

Suddenly, Chen Ran cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Zhang Shaoyin, I also want to buy a copy and take it home."

Zhang Dun raised two fingers with a smile and said, "Yes, two pennies."

Chen Ran readily took out a tael of gold and took three books.

Zhang Dun asked Han Xing and Wang Feng to pack up the books, transport them outside the city, and set up a tent.

During the period, the county magistrate of Long County sent someone to inquire, but after learning that it was the three imperial envoys, he didn't dare to bother him anymore.

in the camp.

After dinner, Du Yan sat behind the desk, frowned and sorted out the money he earned today, sighed, looked at Zhang Dun who was sitting next to him and looked down at the book: "Zhang Shaoyin, the books we brought this time are not Sold a few copies."

"At this rate, we can stay in Long County for the New Year."

Zhang Dun raised his head, smiled and said, "Don't worry, let the arrows fly for a while."

If it is fast, maybe tomorrow will be able to tell.

He glanced at Changsun Wuji, and saw that he was staring straight at him.

Zhang Dun asked in confusion: "Shangsun Shangshu, what does your look mean?"

Changsun Wuji said with a blank expression: "Your book, the old man glanced at some content today, and the writing is not bad."

"You give the old man a copy, and the old man has a look at what's written on the back."

"Yes." Zhang Dun nodded, then raised two fingers at him, and said, "Two pennies."

"..."

Changsun Wuji looked at him with deep eyes, and said, "Does this old man look like someone who goes out with money?"

"Just kidding." Zhang Dun laughed dryly, pointed to the wooden box beside him, and said, "Just take a copy and read it for yourself."

"It's almost there."

Changsun Wuji's expression eased, he snorted and strode over, took out a book and looked down.

----

At night, in a village outside Long County.

"What are you doing at my husband's house at this hour?"

The only wife's house in the village.

The middle-aged man who bought books during the day looked hesitantly at the confused gaze cast by the white-haired old man, and said:

"Old Master, please read this book for me, I can't read."

As he spoke, he took out the book he bought during the day from his pocket and handed it to him.

The white-haired old man was surprised, "Where did you come from?"

The middle-aged man in plain clothes coughed softly, "I bought it."

The white-haired old man stared blankly at him, "I bought it? You can't read, why buy a book?"

The middle-aged man smiled wryly and said, "I regret it now, but thinking about it, I bought it for a penny, and if I lose money, I lose money."

"..."

The white-haired old man frowned, buying a book for a penny?And such a good thing?

After taking the book from him, before flipping through it, the white-haired old man touched the paper in surprise, then looked carefully at the color of the paper under the candle, nodded and said:

"You are not at a loss."

"Just this paper, I can't lose you."

"It's really good paper."

The white-haired old man muttered to himself, glanced at the title of the book, "Heavenly creation?"

"It's a good name."

"Put the book here with the old man first, wait for the old man to read it, and I will give you news tomorrow."

The middle-aged man nodded hastily, and said happily, "Thank you, old master!"

----

In Longxian City, in a mansion.

"Erlang hasn't come back yet?"

In the hall, a thin middle-aged man in brocade satin looked at the food on the table without moving his chopsticks, but looked at the butler and said.

The steward hurriedly said: "Young master has returned."

The middle-aged man said with a straight face: "He won't come to eat when he comes back?"

The housekeeper hesitated and said, "He's studying."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man frowned, "Is this boy Yumu's head enlightened? Knowing how to study hard? What book are you reading? The Analects or Mencius?"

The housekeeper was silent for two seconds before he said, "I read Dream of the Red Chamber."

The middle-aged man looked at him with wide eyes, "What is the red building?"

The housekeeper repeated: "A Dream of Red Mansions."

The eyes of the middle-aged man opened wider, "What dream?"

The housekeeper said patiently: "Dream of Red Mansions."

"..."

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and suddenly he slapped his palm heavily on the table, causing the dishes and chopsticks to tremble a few times.

boom!

"Rebel!"

The middle-aged man shouted: "Go and call him!"

"Old slave, call him now!" The butler ran out in a panic.

"Father, what are you calling the child for?"

Not long after, Wang Hao walked in with a dissatisfied face.

The middle-aged man stared at him, pointed to the sky outside the hall, "Look at what time it is! What are you doing in the house?"

Seeing his father getting angry, Wang Hao said with flustered eyes, "I'm studying."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Read a fart book! The old man asked you to read Chunqiu, but you didn't read it. You spent two pennies on a miscellaneous book outside. Are you going to be mad at your father?"

Knowing that his father was talking about the Dream of Red Mansions, Wang Hao became energetic immediately, and said with joy, "Father, you can't say that, the Dream of the Red Mansions is well written!"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Is it useful for your imperial examination? Will the imperial examination draw questions from it? Does the imperial court recognize the content of this book?"

"I still spent two pennies. Is the family spending too much money? Huh?"

As he spoke, he spread his palms and said, "Where's the book? Show it to Weifu!"

"The boy carries it with him all the time."

With a flick of Wang Hao's sleeve, "A Dream of Red Mansions" came out, and he handed it to him respectfully.

"Ok?"

The middle-aged man was surprised: "Why is this paper so white?"

Wang Hao said seriously: "Good content matches good paper!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, didn't bother to pay attention to him, touched the paper, and clicked his tongue.

The softness and hardness of the paper is also much better than the paper on the market.

With this piece of paper alone, it won't be a loss if you buy it for two pennies!

He flipped through the content.

Three quarters of an hour passed in an instant.

Seeing that his father was fascinated by it, Wang Hao couldn't help grinning, deliberately raised a candle and approached him, winked and said, "Father, my son is right, this book is really well written! My son has read it three times!"

The middle-aged man did not respond, but continued to turn the pages of the book. When he turned to the last page, he became angry.

"No, this is not finished!"

Chapter 299 You Go Now, Go Buy The Follow-Up Of This Book

"Father thinks so too?"

Wang Hao said solemnly: "When my child saw the last page, I also felt that the book was not finished, and that the rest of the book was still long."

The middle-aged man hummed, pointed to the book and asked, "What's next?"