After wearing the book, she got the wrong script

Chapter 141 Copying Books
"This road is too difficult!"

The dirt road in the country was uneven, and several students couldn't stand the bumps, so they simply got off the carriage and looked forward together.

Behind the sparse thatched huts, there is a courtyard that is still being expanded. Not far from the courtyard is the corner near the river, which is the Detian Pavilion Food Shop.

"That's the Detiange Xiaoxi Village branch!"

A student shouted happily, looking at the bustling queue at the entrance again, his expression unconsciously brought a bit of anxiety, "Let's go quickly, there are already many people at the gate, and I'm afraid we won't be able to get in the queue later!"

"Hurry up and go"

As they spoke, several people strode forward, and Guo Qilang, who was the last to get off the car behind him, reluctantly followed.

Guo Qilang was in a delicate mood at the moment.

He already knew about the fact that his own father sought revenge on Detian Pavilion from the gangsters.

It's just after Mr. Huang's family came to the door.

After the young master of the Huang family left, his father said excitedly that the Huang family promised him that as long as the Guo family settled their suspicions and would not bother Detian Pavilion again, the Huang family would not care about the previous matter.

Although he really didn't like to see his father's face when he said that the Huang family didn't care about it, but he also knew--
The Huang family, the Guo family can't afford to mess with him.

As the most educated person in the Guo family, he knows better that those who know current affairs are outstanding.

Moreover, not only the Huang family supported Detian Pavilion, but Mr. Qin from the academy also found him, saying that this matter had nothing to do with Detian Pavilion, so he should not misunderstand.

At that time, he didn't know what the misunderstanding in Mr. Qin's mouth was. After asking carefully, he realized that the rumors outside had been so ugly!

It's not that no one has said similar things to him, but those who are willing to tell him are more or less concerned about his mood, and have modified their words, and he doesn't sound too surprised.

After all, the fact that he was poked with shit is a fact, and it was also spread by his own father, so what can he do?
But now the unlucky guys in the mouth of the storytellers in the town have also become all kinds of Qilang.

This was something he hadn't expected.

No wonder my sister was stopped by my mother several times when she wanted to say something in front of him, so they knew it too!
Guo Qilang hammered his chest and let out a foul breath.

I'm afraid that Detian Pavilion is a natural conflict with him!

As long as Detiange's nutritious meals exist, people will be talking about his shit stick for one more day!
That's not to mention, in order to put on an appearance of dispelling the suspicion, his father personally brought people to support him, not to mention, he even forced him to bring his college friends to Detian Pavilion to support him.

Guo Qilang was so angry that his teeth itched, but he dared not refuse to do so. After four or five days, he couldn't drag it any longer, so he proposed to treat a guest to Detian Pavilion for a big meal on the basis of a student's birthday.

Today's Detiange food shop, like the Detiange in the town, is terribly expensive after the free period.

It's not how expensive the food is, but the price of a good box can only be booked with an additional fee. It is said that only there can be some unique private dishes of Detian Pavilion.

Because there is no reservation, we can only eat in the lobby. Guo Qilang took a glance at the menu and found that the names of the dishes were all unfamiliar. He directly handed the menu to his friend who celebrated his birthday today, and said generously:

"Whatever you like."

In the private room, Qin Shisan withdrew his gaze from Guo Qilang and said in a relieved tone:

"It seems that the Guo family has really let go of their suspicions."

Luo Jin smiled and nodded, and handed him and Huang Qiuyang two jars of wine, "This is freshly brewed wine, and it is a thank you gift from Detian Pavilion."

Qin Shisan smiled and didn't answer, and continued to eat. Huang Qiuyang glanced at him, "If brother Qin doesn't want it, why don't you give it to me? My grandfather and sister have been talking about it for a long time."

"Your sister also likes to drink?" Qin Shisan asked Huang Qiuyang with a strange look.

Huang Qiuyang laughed.

"What she loves is not wine"

While talking, Da Ya came to Luo Jin with a somewhat embarrassed expression:

"Someone blocked the door and refused to come in. They said they wanted to set up a banquet outside and read while eating."

Luo Jin said to Qin Shisan and Huang Qiuyang that he was free, and then went out with Da Ya.

Huang Qiuyang walked to the window and looked over.

Today they specially asked for a box that could see the gate, so that they could see all the movement outside the gate, and saw that there were many people gathered at the gate.

Unlike in the past, when the students just looked at it casually, today those who came to read the words were a few middle-aged masters with elegant temperament, who were not ordinary people at first glance.

"These few people don't look like people from Bailu Town." Huang Qiuyang said.

Qin Shisan also looked at it, and nodded, "It's probably not someone from Raozhou."

Over the years, his father took him to visit many great Confucian scholars. If he was from Raozhou, he would not lose his impression of such a temperament.

At the gate, Luo Jinke politely saluted the masters:

"It's cold today, do the masters really want to have dinner here?"

Several masters looked over, and one of the masters in a crescent white robe smiled, "Your shop is not simple, you actually got old Feng's calligraphy."

Luo Jin has heard too many similar words these days, so he smiled and said:
"I'm making you laugh, this calligraphy is not written by Mr. Feng himself, it's an imitation gifted by a friend."

Imitation?

The crescent moon white-robed master frowned slightly.

"Impossible," he said.

Then he pointed to a word on the door couplet and said:
"There is a special style of Feng Lao here, only Feng Lao and his disciples know, how can it be an imitation?"

Luo Jin had never seen Mr. Feng's fonts, but he also knew that those calligraphers and painters like to add some personal logos to their works. Hearing this, he was taken aback, and turned his head to look carefully.

To be honest, he didn't see anything special, but he saw the part next to the words that was accidentally scratched.

The old man didn't see the scratch at first, but he noticed it now, and his expression changed immediately:
"How can such a precious thing be hung here so badly in the wind and rain?"

The tone was rather annoyed.

Da Ya glanced at Luo Jin with some trepidation, she always felt that these people were not here to eat but to find fault.

Luo Jin smiled lightly.

"Yes, gentlemen, don't be angry, tonight I will have someone repair a eaves to keep out the wind and rain."

When Luo Jin returned to the private room, the tables and chairs under the jujube tree at the door had already been served with food and wine for the masters, and those masters really commented on the words while eating against the cold wind.

Luo Jin smiled helplessly.

"It seems that a pavilion will be built over there, specially for refined scholars to appreciate calligraphy."

Huang Qiuyang rubbed his nose, but didn't answer.

His ghostly sister is probably looking forward to this scene.

The restaurant was full of voices, and Tian Xu, who was separated by a wall, was sitting at a desk under a whole wall of books and was seriously copying.

From time to time, there was a scent and smell of wine wafting out of the window, but he was unmoved in the slightest, and the pen in his hand kept outputting beautiful fonts as if by magic.

"Can all the books here be borrowed?"

Some students who came out after eating saw the library and asked curiously.

Tian Xu raised his head straight, and pointed to a row of words hanging above the bookstore, "Books can't be read without borrowing, of course you can borrow them."

Hearing that the student came in.

"A book cannot be read unless it is borrowed. This sentence is interesting."

As he said that, he began to read the books on the wall seriously. At first, he just looked at them casually, but when he read them, his expression became serious.

"Can all these books be borrowed?" He asked in disbelief.

Tian Xu stopped talking, got up and took out the book he had been staring at for a long time, "Do you want to borrow it?"

The student nodded blankly.

Tian Xuzhi took out a booklet and handed it to him, "Fill out the form and bring a book that we don't have as a reward when you return the book."

The student looked at the brochure.

It is a form, not complicated, you need to add your name, college contact address, wife name, and the title of the book as a reward when returning the book.

The student filled it out carefully, and handed the booklet to Tian Xuzhi. After confirming that it was correct, Tian Xuzhi handed over the book, "Return it within five days, and you can copy it. Originally, you can't read it."

The student took the book and left, his footsteps were a little weak, and his expression was even more pleasantly surprised.

Gosh.

He actually easily borrowed a high-level book that was priceless!
Although it was just a transcript, it was a book annotated by the former genius Jijiu!

Tian Xu watched the student leave and smiled knowingly.

He was like that in the beginning too.

Although there are not many books here, there are quite a few treasures that poor students like them dare not even dream of portraits, but now they are at your fingertips. It's like a dream.

The student quickly turned back.

A few of his classmates came back together, and they entered the room half-believingly, and then, like the student just now, they filled out the form, took the books and left in disbelief.

I don't know what a good day it is today. There are especially many students who come to the cafeteria. The news spreads quickly, and soon the wall of books that is mostly empty is completely empty.

One student even read the book Nakata Xuzhi was copying, "Is this okay?"

Tian Xuzhi didn't refuse, "If you're not in a hurry, I'll copy it today and take it to the academy for you tomorrow."

The student left with a look of reluctance.

Tian Xuzhi breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the empty book wall, and suddenly panicked.

"What if I don't return it on time, or if it is damaged?"

"What should I do?" Xiao Liang came in and heard Tian Xuzhi's question, with a strange expression on his face, "Isn't it enough to make another copy?"

Anyway, they are all transcripts, Xiaobai hired someone to copy the books, isn't it because of those special circumstances.

Tian Xu took a deep breath.

"Then what exactly is your brother planning?"

Even if those students exchange books, the paper and ink for copying books are not cheap, and they do not charge money. What is the point of having such a library?
Xiao Liang was also puzzled by this question.

"I don't know about that, maybe my brother likes to watch other people read."

Tian Xu went straight to the door of the food shop, looked at the words Detiange, and always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Where have you seen it?
He is not someone who has spare money to eat out.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind.

Could it be the shop that wrote to him that time and asked him if he wanted to accept the funding and then help to hang the fields?

"You quit?"

Luo Jin looked at Tian Xuzhi in surprise. Didn't he express surprise a few days ago that he likes this job?

Tian Xuzhi handed the copied book and the list of borrowed books to Luo Jin, and cupped his hands.

"If you want me to help hang the field, please forgive me."

Luo Jin gave Tian Xu a weird look, "Who said you're going to be put on the farm?"

As the name suggests, Tian Xu has a straight temper, so he told him about Bai Fu's previous letter.

Luo Jin fell silent after listening.

"When did that happen?" He asked after a while.

"Three or four months before the exam."

That was before meeting him, Luo Jin felt that he should know what was going on, sighed and reached out to take the book, "I won't ask you to go to the farm, if you are still worried, don't force it if you don't want to do it."

Tian Xu arched his hands and left.

Another student came to borrow books the next day, only to find that the library was closed, and there was a notice at the door, recruiting students who were willing to work-study to copy books, for one tael a month.

One tael of silver is not a small amount for poor students, and it is much higher than helping the master with chores in the college, and students soon applied for the job.

Luo Jin selected three students with ordinary talents but good handwriting. All three were scholars. Their first task was to copy a batch of books that Huang Qiuyang lent to the shop.

"Are you still hiring?"

A student who came to borrow books but was told that he could only borrow them after returning them.

Deng Yuanbai, the oldest of the three, came over and said kindly:
"The shop doesn't need help anymore, but anyone who is willing to copy the books can take the books back and copy them, and they will be paid according to the book."

The student walked away happily with a book.

In the evening, Deng Yuanbai looked for Luo Jin with the brochure. Deng Yuanbai knew Luo Jin, but the two were just acquaintances.

"These are the students who took the books back to copy today." Deng Yuanbai said.

Luo Jin looked at it, nodded and put the booklet aside, "Brother Deng has worked hard too, it's getting late, let's go back to the academy to rest."

Deng Yuanbai nodded, turned around and walked a few steps before stopping, turning back and saying:

"I saw the student who copied the book before wandering around the door, wondering if there was something wrong."

Luo Jin said he knew, and didn't say much, and let Deng Yuanbai go back.

(End of this chapter)