Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 171 Copybook

"Well said!" Shen Jing applauded and patted Yuan Qing on the shoulder, "You are so shy, but I didn't expect your sister to be so forthright!"

Song Ying looked Shen Jing up and down and felt that this man either had poor eyesight or a poor brain. Yuan Qing didn't look like a timid person at all.

"Hey, wait, your last name is Yuan, why is your sister's last name Song?" Shen Jing widened his eyes, looked at Yuan Qing, then at Song Ying, full of confusion.

Yuan Qing was speechless. "I mean, I guess so."

"She's not my biological sister," Shen Jing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "She's your cousin? I was wondering why she doesn't look like you."

Song Ying was also a little speechless, "I'm from the village next to him, not his cousin."

"... Ha, so that's it." Shen Jing was embarrassed. He nudged Yuan Qing with his elbow again and complained in a low voice, "Why don't you just say it directly?"

Song Ying looked at him doubtfully. With this comprehension ability, could he really pass the exam and become a scholar?

No matter whether she is a biological sister, a cousin or a cousin, they are all real sisters. Who would say "I guess so".

Yuan Qing chose to ignore him and asked Song Ying: "Just now I heard you tell the waiter that you wanted to buy some medical books. Do you want to study medicine?"

Song Ying nodded and said, "I am now working as a part-time worker in the Shen Mansion, responsible for making medicinal food for the old lady, so I want to learn more about medical principles to avoid making mistakes without knowing it."

Yuan Shan was very surprised. Due to Shen Jing's presence, she did not ask any more questions. Instead, she frowned and said, "You may be disappointed. Medical books are rare. At least I have never seen them in any bookstore."

"Alas," Song Ying sighed deeply, feeling extremely worried, "Before coming here, I had already been to Xiuwen Hall, and the shopkeeper there also said that none of the bookstores in the city had it."

"I remember seeing several medical books here before." Shen Jing said suddenly.

Song Ying's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Immediately, she remembered what the waiter had said just now, and her eyes dimmed, "The waiter just said there were no more, so they should have all been sold out."

The waiter was right beside them and had heard their entire conversation. He suddenly smiled and said, "I didn't know that the young lady was Mr. Shen's friend. I'm sorry for offending you just now.

We do have a few medical books in our bookstore. They were specially printed by our boss for collection a few years ago. They are exquisitely made and have beautiful fonts. But the price is not very friendly. We have not been able to sell them. Our boss was so angry that he asked us to put them away to avoid being upset by looking at them. "

The waiter seemed unfriendly. How high would the price be? Song Ying had some guesses, but still asked, "How much is it?"

"5 taels of silver."

"Five taels!" Song Ying was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. "Excuse me."

Although I had guessed it, I didn’t expect it to be so expensive!

The waiter curled his lips secretly and said, "Medical books are not cheap."

Yuan Qing nodded: "Few people buy medical books. To make a profit, we can only increase the price of each copy. It is indeed more expensive than other books."

Song Ying sighed, temporarily giving up the idea of buying medical books, and asked the waiter, "Do you have any calligraphy?"

"Yes, this way please, young lady."

Shen Jing was very enthusiastic: "Sister Song, this is your first time buying calligraphy, right? I'll help you choose. Hairpin-flowered small regular script is the most suitable for girls to learn. The characters are elegant and graceful, like a dancing girl arranging flowers, a lotus flower, or a beauty on stage, a fairy playing with her shadow..."

"No, I'll choose it myself. I want to learn what I like." Song Ying refused.

Shen Jing, who was talking incessantly, suddenly got stuck and stopped there, unable to move forward or backward.

Yuan Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Stuck in the middle of the conversation, Shen Jing gave a dry laugh and said, "Your fellow countryman is quite special."

"Yes, he is very opinionated." After saying that, Yuan Qing followed.

Shen Jing quickly got over the embarrassment of being rejected, shrugged, and followed.

"Our store has a very complete collection of calligraphy copies, including cursive, official, running, regular and seal scripts..." The waiter changed his previous impatience and introduced the calligraphy in a very enthusiastic and detailed manner.

Song Ying looked at the books and felt that the official script was square, vigorous and ancient, which suited her best, so she said, "Let's take this one!"

"Wait, this copy of "Shimen Song" is not suitable for beginners to copy."

Yuan Qing called her over, searched through a bunch of calligraphy books for a while, picked one out and handed it to her: "It's better for beginners to copy the Cao Quan Stele, it's well-preserved, with few defects, and the rubbings are clear, so it's more suitable for copying;

Furthermore, the writing style of the Cao Quan Stele is smooth and clean, and the structure and white space are evenly distributed, making it easier to understand and write. "

You should also copy calligraphy step by step.

Song Ying took it, opened it and looked at it, then compared it with the "Shimen Song" he had chosen earlier. The font was indeed clearer.

She put down the Shimen Song and said, "Okay, I'll buy this Cao Quan Tablet first."

Calligraphy copybooks are a must-have for scholars. Since many people buy them, the price is not expensive, usually 7 cents. The waiter said that he could save 2 cents for Shen Jing's sake.

Song Ying naturally had no objection. When she was about to pay, Shen Jing said, "It doesn't make sense to let a girl pay. Waiter, let's pay together."

Song Ying quickly refused: "No, I can do it myself."

She and Shen Jing had no relationship, and it was their first meeting, so there was no reason for her to ask him to pay for her.

Shen Jing insisted, and took out a tael of silver and threw it to the waiter: "Bring over the book we were just reading, and the extra money will be given to you."

The waiter responded hastily, turned around and took two copies of "Four Books: Big and Small Questions" and handed them to Shen Jing along with Song Ying's "Cao Quan Tablet". Then he bowed cheerfully and said, "Goodbye, my guests."

"Hey, you have good eyesight!" Shen Jing praised and walked out.

Song Ying's eyes widened, and after a while, he slowly turned his stiff eyes and asked doubtfully, "There should be a lot of people buying Da Ti Xiao Ti Wen Fu, right?"

"A lot. Almost everyone in the academy has one." Yuan Qing knew what she was wondering about, and before she could ask, he said, "The new ones are a little more expensive, 50 wen a copy."

Song Ying was dumbfounded, and he gave 695 coins as a reward! He was so generous, as generous as a fool!

"Brother Shen is the prefect's second son."

That's really a waste of money. How can you buy something worth 105 coins and give a reward of 695 coins?

Besides, this is silver. If the quality is good, it can be exchanged for more than 800 copper coins!

No wonder the waiter was so happy.

After sighing for a few words, Song Ying chased after Shen Jing and handed him five copper coins: "Mr. Shen, I can't let you buy books for me. You keep this money."

Shen Jing rolled his eyes: "Sister Song, you are insulting me, right? It's only 5 cents..."

"It's up to you to be generous, but I can't ask you to buy books for me." Song Ying interrupted him before he could finish. "Besides, you only paid for me because of Yuan Qing. I don't want to owe anyone a favor."

She got the benefits, but Shen Jing's favor was counted on Yuan Qing. If Yuan Qing is required to repay him with a large amount of benefits in the future, wouldn't that be cheating Yuan Qing?

Yuan Qing taught her how to read, so he could be considered her master. She hadn't even had the chance to thank him yet, so how could she let him owe her a favor?