"Sir, there is an inn ahead!"
Seeing the inn, the white-faced scholar looked excited.
Along the way, he has followed Li Pingan and Lao Niu for more than half a month.
Almost all of them walk in the wilderness, eat and sleep in the open.
Li Pingan and Lao Niu have long been used to it, and they will not leave when it gets dark.
Find a shade, lie down, eat sweet and sour wild fruits, while dealing with the entanglement of white-faced scholars.
A white-faced scholar is no longer a white-faced scholar, and in a few days, he will be almost like a beggar.
But he enjoyed it and didn't care about the changes in himself now.
Li Pingan's story made him feel unprecedented throbbing.
There was smoke from cooking on the mountain.
I picked up some mushrooms yesterday, as well as the honey I bought at the monster market, half a ham, and some wild vegetables.
Cooked together, it has a different taste.
The white-faced scholar shook his sore shoulder and looked at Li Pingan expectantly.
"Where did it go?" Li Pingan asked absent-mindedly, chewing on mushrooms.
"Speaking of the war between the Sui Dynasty and the Dayu, you went to the Dayu parade alone."
"Oh~" Li Pingan recalled a little, "......"
The next day, another half day's journey passed.
Inn! !
In the eyes of the white-faced scholar, seeing the inn now is like seeing Wang Yang in the desert.
I took a hot bath and had a delicious meal.
The white-faced scholar collapsed on the bed and fell asleep for a long time.
These days I have been sleeping on the ground, and now I understand how nice it is to be able to sleep in bed.
Until the second day, the sun was shining on his ass.
The white-faced scholar was drooling and mumbling in his sleep.
"Huhuhu~"
The white-faced scholar stretched out his hand and scratched his buttocks, and groaned.
"Comfortable!"
The white-faced scholar walked out of the room and asked the waiter for breakfast for three people.
Eat one for yourself, and leave the other two for Li Pingan and Lao Niu.
After he finished his portion, Li Pingan and Lao Niu were still there.
As usual, the two of them were always the first to get up.
So the white-faced scholar asked Xiao Er, "Dude, did you see the man in the blue shirt who was walking with me?"
"Oh!" The man suddenly remembered something, "That man has already left, and he asked me to bring you a word."
"what?"
"He said that the world is so big, and we will meet again by fate. By the way, he settled the meal and rent."
The white-faced scholar was taken aback for a moment, and left?
In an instant, all the strength in the white-faced scholar's body seemed to be hollowed out, his back suddenly bent down, and he let out a long breath.
The rivers and lakes are so big...where can we meet again.
..............
After April, the capital of Sui Dynasty.
The winter solstice is as big as the year.
So far, change new clothes, prepare meals, and enjoy offering sacrifices to ancestors.
Officials release Guanpu and celebrate exchanges, just like New Year's Day.
Due to the development of the urban economy, storybook novels have gradually become a tool for people to use for entertainment after work.
Some novels are even more loved by dignitaries, and there are countless examples of a novel becoming famous.
Early this morning, Yangming Bookstore welcomed its first guest.
The buddy took a look at the visitor, he looked like a scholar.
"Sir, what books are you looking for?"
"I'm not here to read books, I'm here to sell books."
The white-faced scholar said.
"Selling books?" The clerk was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized, "Excuse me for my stupidity, may I ask you?"
The white-faced scholar smiled, "I'm just an unknown junior, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."
As he said that, the white-faced scholar put the books he was carrying on the table.
"This is the first copy, you can read it first, and contact me if you think it's appropriate."
After leaving the address, the white-faced scholar left.
"Okay, you go slowly."
After the white-faced scholar left, the man flipped through the book.
"Parade Tales"
The guy glanced hurriedly, blind man, cow?What's this?
This configuration immediately attracted his attention.
But before he could look any further, a voice called him.
It was a regular customer who came to pick up the pre-ordered book, and the clerk casually put the first draft aside and greeted the customer.
The bookstore is located in a bustling area, and it is extremely busy with people coming and going.
At night, the bookstore is still brightly lit.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Qiming, the owner of the bookstore, returned to the bookstore.
Zhang Qiming's family was in business in his early years, and he had quite a lot of money.
It's just that in the father's generation, the family business has gradually declined.
It wasn't until Zhang Qiming took over the family business that he loved novels since he was a child, so he bought a bookstore.
Then the business grew bigger and bigger, and now it has expanded to a full five.
Zhang Qiming asked about the recent business as usual, and glanced at the ledger and the latest new book.
To be honest, the quality of storybook novels has declined overall in the past two years, and I don't know why.
Just as he was thinking, Zhang Qiming suddenly caught a glimpse of a book lying in the corner.
Thinking that the books in the store were not in the right position, I reached for them, but found that they were not books in the store.
""Strange Tales of Parade"?"
"This name..."
Zhang Qiming casually flipped through a few pages.
"The rivers and lakes have never been short of happy enmity, beauties are kind, and swords and swords are shadowy.
Everyone's eyes are focused on the hot spots and the big people, and the stories of the little people are buried in the sound of cicadas..."
Zhang Qiming's eyes were immediately attracted by these words.
When a person is a cow, I walk the rivers and lakes, and when I encounter injustice, I draw my sword to help
Don't be greedy for fame and fortune, the sun shines on the back with a smooth road
There is always a fixed number of kung fu, and the years are walking on uneven roads
A river of spring water flows eastward, travel north and south and I am free
Shangao Luyuan strong wine into the throat, a long knife in the back, the wind is howling
The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, I am happy, galloping freely, eating and sleeping in the open......
Zhang Qiming's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he read eagerly.
Not long after, Zhang Qiming came back to his senses, his face full of excitement.
Although it was just an opening chapter, it made him feel something very new.
It is completely different from the stories of gifted scholars and beautiful women, grievances and hatred, treasure hunting and murder that are very popular in the market.
".....well!"
Zhang Qiming excitedly exchanged for the assistant in the bookstore, and hurriedly asked about the origin of this book.
The man froze for a moment, there were too many things to do today.
He really couldn't remember it.
that book.....
"Oh, yes! A scholar came this morning and said he wanted to submit a book, and he also left an address."
"address?"
The guy was at a loss for words for a while, when the other party said something.
Although he agreed, he forgot to write it down.
Seeing the inn, the white-faced scholar looked excited.
Along the way, he has followed Li Pingan and Lao Niu for more than half a month.
Almost all of them walk in the wilderness, eat and sleep in the open.
Li Pingan and Lao Niu have long been used to it, and they will not leave when it gets dark.
Find a shade, lie down, eat sweet and sour wild fruits, while dealing with the entanglement of white-faced scholars.
A white-faced scholar is no longer a white-faced scholar, and in a few days, he will be almost like a beggar.
But he enjoyed it and didn't care about the changes in himself now.
Li Pingan's story made him feel unprecedented throbbing.
There was smoke from cooking on the mountain.
I picked up some mushrooms yesterday, as well as the honey I bought at the monster market, half a ham, and some wild vegetables.
Cooked together, it has a different taste.
The white-faced scholar shook his sore shoulder and looked at Li Pingan expectantly.
"Where did it go?" Li Pingan asked absent-mindedly, chewing on mushrooms.
"Speaking of the war between the Sui Dynasty and the Dayu, you went to the Dayu parade alone."
"Oh~" Li Pingan recalled a little, "......"
The next day, another half day's journey passed.
Inn! !
In the eyes of the white-faced scholar, seeing the inn now is like seeing Wang Yang in the desert.
I took a hot bath and had a delicious meal.
The white-faced scholar collapsed on the bed and fell asleep for a long time.
These days I have been sleeping on the ground, and now I understand how nice it is to be able to sleep in bed.
Until the second day, the sun was shining on his ass.
The white-faced scholar was drooling and mumbling in his sleep.
"Huhuhu~"
The white-faced scholar stretched out his hand and scratched his buttocks, and groaned.
"Comfortable!"
The white-faced scholar walked out of the room and asked the waiter for breakfast for three people.
Eat one for yourself, and leave the other two for Li Pingan and Lao Niu.
After he finished his portion, Li Pingan and Lao Niu were still there.
As usual, the two of them were always the first to get up.
So the white-faced scholar asked Xiao Er, "Dude, did you see the man in the blue shirt who was walking with me?"
"Oh!" The man suddenly remembered something, "That man has already left, and he asked me to bring you a word."
"what?"
"He said that the world is so big, and we will meet again by fate. By the way, he settled the meal and rent."
The white-faced scholar was taken aback for a moment, and left?
In an instant, all the strength in the white-faced scholar's body seemed to be hollowed out, his back suddenly bent down, and he let out a long breath.
The rivers and lakes are so big...where can we meet again.
..............
After April, the capital of Sui Dynasty.
The winter solstice is as big as the year.
So far, change new clothes, prepare meals, and enjoy offering sacrifices to ancestors.
Officials release Guanpu and celebrate exchanges, just like New Year's Day.
Due to the development of the urban economy, storybook novels have gradually become a tool for people to use for entertainment after work.
Some novels are even more loved by dignitaries, and there are countless examples of a novel becoming famous.
Early this morning, Yangming Bookstore welcomed its first guest.
The buddy took a look at the visitor, he looked like a scholar.
"Sir, what books are you looking for?"
"I'm not here to read books, I'm here to sell books."
The white-faced scholar said.
"Selling books?" The clerk was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized, "Excuse me for my stupidity, may I ask you?"
The white-faced scholar smiled, "I'm just an unknown junior, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."
As he said that, the white-faced scholar put the books he was carrying on the table.
"This is the first copy, you can read it first, and contact me if you think it's appropriate."
After leaving the address, the white-faced scholar left.
"Okay, you go slowly."
After the white-faced scholar left, the man flipped through the book.
"Parade Tales"
The guy glanced hurriedly, blind man, cow?What's this?
This configuration immediately attracted his attention.
But before he could look any further, a voice called him.
It was a regular customer who came to pick up the pre-ordered book, and the clerk casually put the first draft aside and greeted the customer.
The bookstore is located in a bustling area, and it is extremely busy with people coming and going.
At night, the bookstore is still brightly lit.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Qiming, the owner of the bookstore, returned to the bookstore.
Zhang Qiming's family was in business in his early years, and he had quite a lot of money.
It's just that in the father's generation, the family business has gradually declined.
It wasn't until Zhang Qiming took over the family business that he loved novels since he was a child, so he bought a bookstore.
Then the business grew bigger and bigger, and now it has expanded to a full five.
Zhang Qiming asked about the recent business as usual, and glanced at the ledger and the latest new book.
To be honest, the quality of storybook novels has declined overall in the past two years, and I don't know why.
Just as he was thinking, Zhang Qiming suddenly caught a glimpse of a book lying in the corner.
Thinking that the books in the store were not in the right position, I reached for them, but found that they were not books in the store.
""Strange Tales of Parade"?"
"This name..."
Zhang Qiming casually flipped through a few pages.
"The rivers and lakes have never been short of happy enmity, beauties are kind, and swords and swords are shadowy.
Everyone's eyes are focused on the hot spots and the big people, and the stories of the little people are buried in the sound of cicadas..."
Zhang Qiming's eyes were immediately attracted by these words.
When a person is a cow, I walk the rivers and lakes, and when I encounter injustice, I draw my sword to help
Don't be greedy for fame and fortune, the sun shines on the back with a smooth road
There is always a fixed number of kung fu, and the years are walking on uneven roads
A river of spring water flows eastward, travel north and south and I am free
Shangao Luyuan strong wine into the throat, a long knife in the back, the wind is howling
The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, I am happy, galloping freely, eating and sleeping in the open......
Zhang Qiming's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he read eagerly.
Not long after, Zhang Qiming came back to his senses, his face full of excitement.
Although it was just an opening chapter, it made him feel something very new.
It is completely different from the stories of gifted scholars and beautiful women, grievances and hatred, treasure hunting and murder that are very popular in the market.
".....well!"
Zhang Qiming excitedly exchanged for the assistant in the bookstore, and hurriedly asked about the origin of this book.
The man froze for a moment, there were too many things to do today.
He really couldn't remember it.
that book.....
"Oh, yes! A scholar came this morning and said he wanted to submit a book, and he also left an address."
"address?"
The guy was at a loss for words for a while, when the other party said something.
Although he agreed, he forgot to write it down.
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