After being reborn, she became the richest man without being a queen

Chapter 173
Shen Qingling behind the bookshelf touched Xinglin Miaoji.

There is not much difference between the printing and paper selection of the old books of the previous dynasty and the current books. If you have to find a special one, it is the same edition of the book over there, and the paper materials are absolutely the same.

Shen Qingling quietly took out the letter in her arms, and compared the two sides, the eyes that had just lit up dimmed again.

"Have you found it?" The buddy saw Shen Qingling put the book back, and hurried over to show his hospitality, "You can tell the little one what book you want, and the little one promises to find it for you quickly and accurately."

"Let's just talk purely." Shen Qingling quickly put the letter under his armpit, coughed twice, covered his lips and said in a low voice.

The buddy only thought that Shen Qing was weak, and hurriedly turned around to look for it.

After a while, he came over holding Ben Chungong to speak.

However, Shen Qingling still showed a disappointed expression, whether it is Xinglin Miaoji or Chungong's words, the material of the letter paper in her arms is slightly different.

So she could only wink at Ren Shaochun indiscriminately, then picked up an extra book next to her, and went out of the left hall together with the buddies beside her to pay.

Ren Shaochun at the other end understood, reached out and took the book in the shopkeeper's hand, and said, "That's the book, how much is it?"

"Two taels of silver." The shopkeeper burst into laughter.

Coming out of Wenshi Pavilion, Ren Shaochun walked alone for a long time, only after confirming that the shopkeeper behind him could not see him, did he meet Shen Qingling.

"This thing actually costs two taels of silver!" Ren Shaochun shook the old Han's Interpretation of Dreams, "It took me a month's monthly trial, which is really a big loss."

Shen Qingling squinted her eyes and patted her chest, and said: "My two books cost eight taels of silver! No wonder the shopkeeper said that the person who bought the books is a noble man, how can ordinary people afford them?"

Four two!

Ren Shaochun's eyes widened.

"However, I always feel that the shopkeeper is a bit strange." Shen Qingling pondered, and said: "He is too obedient, almost without any hint from you, he just went straight to get the notebook."

The two left the alley and walked towards the east of the city.

Unfortunately, it was already evening, and the shop in the east of the city closed early.

Just as they were about to turn around and leave, the clerk from the dim sum shop next door poked his head out and asked with a smile, "You two want to buy books?"

"Yes." Ren Shaochun nodded.

The clerk was also warm-hearted. Although he didn't recognize Ren Shaochun, he still ran out of the shop in a hurry, turned his head and plunged into the alley across the street, as if to call the boss.

Not long after, the store manager really came.

He was a thin old man in his forties, wearing a gray robe and a goatee.He greeted Shen Qingling and Ren Shaochun with a smile from a long distance away, and asked: "What books do you two need? I just went home for a meal, so I neglected you two, sorry, sorry!"

enthusiasm.

Compared with the shopkeeper of Wenshi Pavilion, this person looks more like a book-loving scholar, and is extraordinarily talkative.

Shen Qingling bowed her hands, smiled back, and replied: "Please come back to the shopkeeper, we are here to buy used books."

The difference between a big store and a small store is that a big store has the money to hoard books and dares to hoard books. It doesn’t matter if you can’t sell old books for a year or so, anyway, there is a place to put them.

And what about the small shop?

I'm afraid it's difficult for a small shop to sell a single copy throughout the year.

In other words, whenever someone bought a second-hand book from the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper would definitely say a few more words later.

Sure enough, when the shopkeeper heard that Shen Qingling and the two were here to buy used books, he stroked his goatee and said, "Why do more people buy used books recently? But what are the fashionable rules? You two need to know the inside story, You have to mention something to the old man, so that the old man can take the opportunity to make some money, hahaha."

"A lot? How many ways? Could it be that many people came to buy second-hand books from the shopkeeper? That's rare." Shen Qingling took advantage of the opportunity to chat.

The shopkeeper opened the door, nodded and said: "Yes, a few days ago, there was a second-hand book buyer, and yesterday he also bought a dozen books. I think there is something new in Yangzhou. , but no doorway can be seen from the left and right.”

Ren Shaochun and Shen Qingling looked at each other, thinking about it.

After turning on the light in the store, the shopkeeper recognized Ren Shaochun, and hurriedly cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "It turns out that he is Mr. Saburo, he is really a rare customer."

puff.

Shen Qingling laughed out loud.

Indeed, according to Ren Shaochun's virtues before, he only hangs out in restaurants and teahouses, when has he ever been in a bookstore?After that, I followed the rules and even less wandered outside.

"Is the shopkeeper making fun of me?" Ren Shaochun followed suit with a laugh, "Didn't you just find a gentleman and want to buy some old books and go back, so I should be Shu Xiu."

The shopkeeper at the front led the way, and the oil lamps were lit one by one.

Compared with the richness of Wenshi Pavilion, this bookstore is much more shabby. The front hall is connected to a narrow corridor. Walking in, there are many bookshelves in each not-so-spacious room. The bookshelves were empty, while others were sparsely stacked with a few books.

"These rooms are all old book collection rooms." The shopkeeper closed several rooms with his fingers, and then asked, "What books do you two want to buy?"

Shen Qingling glanced into the room, and said naturally: "Xinglin Miaoji."

Without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, Shen Qingling said again: "Oh, by the way, what kind of books did those two people buy a few days ago? Tell the shopkeeper, we will help you figure it out, and see if we can analyze some wind direction."

Ren Shaochun nodded, "That's right, few people buy old books nowadays, and now they're so pretty, there's no way to get rich in them."

"Haha, you two are really warm-hearted." The shopkeeper took out the key of the library and came out, "The one who came yesterday bought a copy of the former Zhou Shanhe Zhi. Comparing the books one by one, there are similar paper materials."

Boom!
Ren Shaochun, who was at the back, heard a loud noise in his mind.

He hurriedly asked: "Does the shopkeeper know the identity of that person? Why does it sound like the person we met in Wenshi Pavilion today?"

The latter sentence is of course a lie.

The shopkeeper who opened the door was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it for a long time, he replied: "It seems to be a foreigner. I don't remember his face. Anyway, he is a tall man. He looks like he can walk with martial arts. He walks vigorously."

No mask?

Shen Qingling pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, and followed the shopkeeper into the library, "The man who knows martial arts also came to buy this old book? Interesting, could it be that there is really something important going on outside?"

In a word, the shopkeeper was so excited that he clapped his hands and said: "Yes, yes, a man who knows martial arts came to buy this old book. I didn't feel the smell yesterday. I am really old, old!"

While talking, the shopkeeper skillfully found Xinglin Miaoji in the library.

(End of this chapter)