After the eldest daughter was reborn, she became a crazy output

Facing mocking faces and impolite words.

Those who wanted to cut in line eventually gave up in shame and queued at the end of the line.

Therefore, this time there was no need for the Jingzhao Yin and the staff in Wanshu Pavilion to organize the process. The scholars who came to buy books had already lined up and maintained the queue on their own.

After lining up, everyone couldn't wait any longer.

"Manager Qian, we've already lined up, can we go in?"

"Brother, can we come in now?"

"Yes, bro, we're already in line, when can we get in?"

"We are all waiting anxiously."

"I must buy the second volume of Yu Qin's Travels this time."

"Me too. I've had my eye on the "Biography of Youxi" for a long time. I've wanted to buy it for a long time. I finally waited for the bookshelf to open. I will definitely buy it later."

"Manager Qian, when can I come in?"

"Yes, Shopkeeper Qian, we are all lined up. When can we go in?"

"Manager Qian! Manager Qian!"

One question after another came into A Qian's ears, and A Qian nodded to the person at the door.

The person in charge of the door was Ajiu's subordinate, Xizi.

He is a tall and strong man.

Xizi nodded, then whispered something to the person next to her, and the person outside the door officially started to take action.

"Hey, it's started! It's started!"

"The Wanshu Pavilion has taken action."

"Quickly line up! Quickly line up!"

Looking at the well-organized team in front of her, Xizi nodded to the person in front of her.

Afterwards, people were allowed to enter the Wanshu Pavilion.

"Everyone, ten people enter at a time. Please be patient if it is not your turn yet. It will definitely be your turn."

After saying that, ten people were officially let in through the entrance of Wanshu Pavilion.

As soon as these people entered, without any explanation from anyone in the library, they all ran towards the bookshelf that they had already stared at and memorized deeply.

This time, Wanshuge made a small change.

There are not only books on the bookshelf, but also the prices of these books. Therefore, people who go in to buy books only need to remember the titles of the books according to the amount of silver they bring.

It not only makes it convenient for customers to estimate whether they have enough money, but also facilitates operations in the store.

I don’t know if it’s a habit in the Wanshu Pavilion or if everyone is quiet enough.

These scholars who entered the Wanshu Pavilion didn't say anything and quietly chose the books they wanted.

Even Ah Qian found it strange.

It's so quiet.

but,

he likes.

In fact, these scholars did not do it on purpose, but they still made excited noises as soon as they entered the library.

But gradually, they became so engrossed in reading that they were afraid that a loud noise would disturb the books.

That's why they kept quiet tacitly.

While these scholars were quietly shopping in the store, the street outside the bookstore was also crowded with people chatting in groups of three or four about the books they were going to buy and how much money they had.

For example, in the middle of the line, several young men from wealthy families were queuing and chatting.

"Yulin, how much silver did you bring this time?"

The person who spoke was the good-for-nothing second son of the Minister of Rites, Su Yi.

Zhang Yulin and Su Yi are good friends who grew up together. Today, they made an appointment to come to Wanshu Pavilion together.

"Yes, not much, just five hundred taels." While saying it was not much, Zhang Yulin took out a few silver bills from his chest.

His face was full of nonchalance and unconcealable joy and pride.

"Yulin, why do you bring so much silver? Does Mr. Zhang agree that you can spend so much silver?" The person who spoke was not Su Yi, but Ge Xian, the young master of the Ge family who was with them.

"Yeah, Yulin, will Mr. Zhang scold you?" Qi Qing from the Qi family who came with them also looked worried.

Only Zhang Yulin was not worried at all, and couldn't help showing off. "Hey, you guys don't know this, right?"

"After the news about Wanshu Pavilion came out yesterday, my grandfather personally gave me a banknote and asked me to come buy books early this morning. He also specifically reminded me to buy "Yu Qin's Travels", because my grandfather really likes this book."

"Have you seen these banknotes? They were all given to me by the old man, hahahahahahaha." The more Zhang Yulin spoke, the more he could not hide the pride and boasting in his words.

He was stunned when his old man gave him the banknote last night.

I thought they were going to kick him out of the house, but I didn't expect that they were actually asking him to help the old man buy books.

That action made him think that the old man and his family finally couldn't stand him anymore and wanted to kick him out of the house.

Scared him to death!

Of course, there was no way he could tell anyone about something like this.

Anyway, the money was given to him by the old man, and it was the old man who asked him to buy the book. What he said was true.

As for the process, as long as there is a result, it’s enough. What’s the point of having a process?

"Oh my god? It was Mr. Zhang who gave you money to buy books?"

"Yulin, why is your grandfather so nice?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang is very wise."

"Yulin, how did you do it? Mr. Zhang actually took the initiative to give you money to buy books, and it was five hundred taels. Yulin, teach me, I also want my old man to pay."

Zhang Yulin's words were like a big stone thrown into a small pond, and he was surrounded by envious words for a moment.

Zhang Yulin also accepted these envious words with peace of mind, and felt extremely proud and happy in his heart.

The words of these few people were not only spread in a small circle, but the people around who heard them were also shocked, and their hearts were filled with excitement and surprise.

What's worse, some people took advantage of the distance they were at and whispered with the people behind them.

So, word spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred, until almost everyone in the queue knew about it.

The books in Wanshu Pavilion are extremely valuable, and even Mr. Zhang specially gave money to send his grandson to buy books early in the morning.

As a result, all of a sudden, the enthusiasm of scholars buying books on the street in front of Wanshu Pavilion reached its peak.

Almost everyone used up their own savings to buy books.

Not only these people, but also some scholars who arrived late were still willing to wait at the end after seeing the long line.

At the same time, horse-drawn carriages were parked one after another on each street corner of Jinbang Road.

Just by looking at the luxurious and low-key appearance of these carriages, you can tell that they are carriages from various mansions.

Indeed, these carriages were filled with young masters from various mansions.

In one of the carriages, there sat a young man and a noble lady.

"Is this what you mean by buying books?" The lady looked at the line outside the window that stretched to the end of the street, her face full of surprise and disbelief.

"Yes, the first floor bookshelves of Wanshu Pavilion are open today, so of course I have to come and buy books. My classmates in the academy will all come to buy books today, so of course I have to come too."

"Moreover, the teacher said yesterday that he would come to buy books today. The teacher of our college also praises the Wanshu Pavilion. You can hear the teacher praising the Wanshu Pavilion almost every day."

The boy looked as if it was a matter of course, his tone was full of joy, and his eyes and brows could not hide his excitement and excitement.

Hearing this, the lady's tone was full of disbelief, "Is Wanshu Pavilion really that good? The teachers in your academy are not small figures. They all admire Wanshu Pavilion?"

The young man thought about it and suddenly said, "Not really. Old Master Cheng is very dissatisfied with the Wanshu Pavilion."