With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Yu Nian's drawing was too messy, and Jiang Huaishou finally drew Zhang Xiaolu.That picture looks concise and clear, and I don't know how many times better than the former one.

The left and right sides ate almost the same cakes, and had a few glasses of wine. Fang Yun was so sleepy that he dozed off, and the group went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day, when Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun got up and hurried to say goodbye, they found that Yu Nian and Jiang Huaishou had already left.After asking the waiter in the shop, I realized that the two had already left at night.

The identities of the two people were already mysterious, so Mo Jingcheng didn't go into details, and handed the road map to the coachman, asking him to follow this map.

The coachman evidently had not traveled this way.Although he hesitated, he had already inquired about it. There were often robbers on the road, and it was not much better.

Along the way, Fang Yun felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep on Mo Jingcheng's body.In order to make Fu Lang more comfortable, he took off his cotton-padded clothes and folded them up, and made a small pillow for him to sleep on.

"There's a jacket inside, so I'm not cold." Mo Jingcheng didn't care if he caught cold because his body was much better than humans, and his energy was supplemented by food.

But Fang Yun didn't know this, so he didn't want to. He puffed out his cheeks and told Mo Jingcheng to get dressed, but he tried to resist dozing off, and his eyelids drooped and then opened quickly.

This cute appearance made Mo Jingcheng dumbfounded, so he had no choice but to put on the cotton padded jacket.Fearing that the other party would be too sleepy, he took out a spare padded coat and folded it for him, "Can you rest assured?"

Fang Yun lowered his eyelids and was very satisfied, nodded and fell asleep.

Fortunately, after taking this small road, the distance was greatly shortened, and we did not encounter any disturbing robbers. We arrived at Osmanthus Town at the end of the day.

After resting for a while, the two went to the shop to discuss without stopping, and when they finally signed the contract, it was already You o'clock.

"Then we sell dried fruit and fruit to this shop at ten times the price?"

Fang Yun was illiterate, so he just obediently stayed aside during the discussion and watched silently, not daring to make any noise to disturb.When Mo Jingcheng told him the price, his mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Well, this shop also sells some fruits on weekdays, and the price is fifteen times that of Xinghua Town. These are nothing to them." Mo Jingcheng cocked his stupid hair.

Fortunately, the negotiation went well today, and the shopkeeper of this shop is very talkative.Not only did he agree to the price, he signed the business contract without hesitation, and he also promised that Mo Jingcheng would only make preserved fruits, and he would send a carriage to Xinghua Village to collect preserved fruits at the beginning of each month.

In this way, Mo Jingcheng not only saved the fare, but also avoided the danger of being targeted by robbers on the road.

But it was too much to give such good things, Mo Jingcheng not only became suspicious.

"I see you are a hardworking young man, and the preserved fruits you bring are also delicious. You take all of these for you, and treat it as a gift for you and your husband's wedding!" The shopkeeper laughed like this, and generously patted Pat him on the shoulder.

As a result, Mo Jingcheng had no choice but to accept it.At the same time, he couldn't help sighing that Guihua Town really had some dealings with the imperial court, and even the businessmen were generous, and the money was like spilling money.

All came and went, and the business was negotiated, so Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun wandered around in Osmanthus Town.

Osmanthus Town is rich in people, and the roads built can accommodate two carriages passing by at the same time. In addition to some common noodle shops and pastry shops, there are also several shops that specialize in books and the four treasures of the study.

In Xinghua Town, there is only one school, so there is only one bookstore, and it is still open in a deep alley, so you can't see it if you don't walk in it.

The study room is precious, and the paper is also expensive. If it is an ordinary family, it is impossible for a man to study.In Xinghua Village, only the village chief's family and one or two other families can afford their men to study.

When passing by the bookstore, Fang Yun quietly looked sideways at the neatly arranged books inside.

He also went to school, before Father and Mother started fighting.But after ten years old, A Niang seemed to be a different person, punishing him every day, and even cutting off the restraints given to Mr. Xi, so he had to stay at home and help with the work.

But he used to be playful in school, and he often skipped school to play with other brothers, so he didn't learn much knowledge, so he still doesn't know a few words.

Passing by the bookstore now reminded him of his previous thoughts.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Mo Jingcheng stopped, turned a corner and walked into the bookstore, and said with a calm smile, "Let's go in and have a look, I want to buy some books."

Hearing this, Fang Yun's almond eyes lit up, as happy as eating candied haws.

Mo Jingcheng raised the corners of his lips.

His little husband is really cute.

Just like a rabbit.

The layout of the bookstores in Osmanthus Town is also different. On one side are the Four Treasures of the Study, with prices ranging from [-] Wen to [-] Yuan;

According to his memory, he took out a copy of "Three-Character Essay", as if returning to the mood when he first touched a book when he was five years old.

Both uneasy, but full of excitement.

"Guest officer, just take a look. Our bookstore is the largest in Osmanthus Town, and we have all kinds of books. From literacy enlightenment to story books, there are only things you can't think of, and there is nothing we can't produce." A shopkeeper who looked like a shopkeeper The person came forward, still saying some familiar advertising words.

The shopkeeper squinted his eyes to look up and down the two, seeing that the man in front of him was dressed in common clothes, but had an extraordinary temperament, and the brother who came with him also had red lips and white teeth, and was well-behaved, so he immediately realized that he was a good customer.

It's just that it's rare for a man to bring his brother to the bookstore, which surprised him a little.

But Fang Yun seldom traveled far, and had never seen such an enthusiastic person, so he hid behind Mo Jingcheng holding a copy of "Three Character Essay".The latter blocked Fang Yun, who was a little scared, with his body, and said to the shopkeeper calmly: "Let me have a look with my husband first."

The discerning shopkeeper responded, turned around and greeted the few people who had just walked in.

After walking around with Fang Yun for a few laps, Mo Jingcheng also had a few literacy books in his hand.Fang Yun was illiterate. Looking at the elegant cover, he thought it was something dull and difficult to understand, so he didn't care.

Mo Jingcheng smiled and looked at Fang Yun, whose mouth was a little wide open in surprise, and turned around to take a set of the Four Treasures of the Study in his hand.

In fact, Mo Jingcheng doesn't need to buy books, he has everything in his brain, he can read the characters of this world, and there are tens of thousands of books downloaded in the library, including literacy materials.

But after all, this information is in his brain, and Fang Yun can't see it, so it would be better to have a book to read it against.You have recently earned a lot of money by relying on preserved fruit and fruits alone, which are nothing.

And Fang Yun only wanted the "Three-Character Essay" in his hand.

"Okay, guest officer, it's a total of two or three pennies." The shopkeeper here is not as bookish as the shopkeepers of the bookstores in Xinghua Town, but like a real businessman, eagerly wrapping up the books and bending over. Bending down, he took the money and handed it to Mo Jingcheng.

Fang Yun didn't know that those books and the Four Treasures of the Study were bought for himself. After exclaiming how expensive the paper was, he carefully took out the "Three-Character Essay", looked at it carefully, and put it in his arms.

It looks like I'm afraid someone will snatch the book.

Mo Jingcheng only felt that his husband was getting cuter, and secretly decided not to tell him about his literacy, but to give him a surprise.

After eating some snacks at Shixuan, I had to go on my way early tomorrow morning, so I went back to the inn I booked to rest early.

After washing up, Mo Jingcheng lit a candle and took out the account book to calculate.

Although he has a brain, he is still limited by the prices of this world, and there are many things he doesn't understand.Besides, although his database is rich, and he can retrieve some useful things from time to time, after all, if this layer of identity is exposed, he will only be regarded as a monster.

What's more, if Fang Yun found out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, he recently tried not to use the database and the things in his brain, and used the ledger to keep things when he sold them.Plain and simple, expenses and income are on top.

Fang Yun had nothing to do, so he read "Three-Character Essay" with his black hair loose, so he should work with Mo Jingcheng.

But because there were many characters he didn't know in "Three-Character Essay", he couldn't figure it out after reading it for a while, and secretly watched his husband write.

Under the candlelight, the tough jaw line was a little warm, and the black hair was tied up casually, adding a bit of laziness to it than usual.

"My husband is so pretty." Fang Yun narrowed his almond eyes and boasted in a dazed voice.

Mo Jingcheng, who was doing the calculations carefully, was just pretending to ignore Fang Yun's fiery eyes, but after hearing the soft voice, he put down his brush and brought him over.

Putting the brush into Fang Yun's hands, he took out a piece of clean paper and spread it on the table. Mo Jingcheng held Fang Yun's hand that had no place to rest, "Write your name."

Fang Yun's fair face instantly turned red, and he picked up the pen stumbledly.

A crooked "Fang Yun" appeared on the paper under the swimming of the pen tip.The handwriting is not very delicate, but it is neat and serious.

Mo Jingcheng folded the paper carefully and put it in his arms. Fang Yun was a little unresponsive with his serious expression.

Soon, Mo Jingcheng got up and took all the wrapped books.Open it, and you can guess from the pictures on the cover that they are all literate books.

"I'll teach you how to read in the future, okay?"

Fang Yun's eyes widened in surprise, the drowsiness from just now was swept away, and he even stuttered, "Brother Mo, I have to make preserved fruits after I go back, and I have a lot of things to do."

As he spoke, his little head drooped.

But the next moment, a pair of big warm hands caressed the somewhat frustrated little head.

"Of course my baby is more important."

Going back is still the path.After walking through it once, the coachman became familiar with it, so he could recognize it without the small road map.

Fang Yun was a little sleepy, and as usual, he dozed off on Mo Jingcheng's body.

Mo Jingcheng, who was in good spirits, supported his husband steadily, and took a coat for him to put on.

The little husband was a little restless when he was sleeping, he smacked his mouth for a while, sighed for a while, and didn't know what he dreamed about in his dream.Mo Jingcheng looked down at the other's trembling eyelashes, and curled up the corners of his lips.

Suddenly, the carriage swayed, and Fang Yun almost fell off. Fortunately, Mo Jingcheng kept his heart up and protected Fang Yun.

Immediately afterwards, there was a long cry from outside, and the carriage stopped.

Realizing that something was wrong, Mo Jingcheng comforted Fang Yun and opened the curtain, only to see a person lying in front of the carriage, seemingly unconscious.

"This man was lying in front of him and didn't move, so I quickly pulled the reins." Xu was afraid that Mo Jingcheng would get angry, so the driver hurriedly explained.

The coachman was introduced to him by Tang Zhengzhi. He was an honest young man, and Mo Jingcheng didn't make things difficult for him.

"It's okay, I'll go down and have a look."

After Mo Jingcheng told Fang Yun not to get off, he turned around and jumped off the carriage.

The man was lying with his back to this side, motionless, but the clothes and figure were very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.After Mo Jingcheng secretly searched in his brain, he discovered that this person's figure had already been recorded.

By chance, I saw a tattered folding fan beside the man.Frowning carefully, I saw the word "Yu" written on the folding fan.

Mo Jingcheng, who felt more and more strange, walked over and couldn't help being surprised when he saw the man's face.

"Yuan?"