Chapter 89 89 Selling Books

   "What's that for?!" Li Da Niu's face was full of disbelief.

  Liu Daniu said earnestly: "The reason for the trouble on the road is that I am afraid that Sister Sanya will be tired and wants me to replace Sister Sanya."

  Li Da Niu was taken aback. Think about it.

is that so?

   looked at his man with some uncertainty.

   After the trouble at that time, it was indeed her family's big bull who replaced the trolley with Sanya.

   "Then- what happened just now?" After speaking, Li Da Niu pointed in the direction where Qin Xiaoyao and Song Que were leaving. The tone of voice has gotten a lot better.

   "Just now—" Liu Da New paused, his mind turned rapidly, trying to come up with a reason for Song Que.

   "Just now, it is estimated that Brother Song wants to be alone with Sister Sanya!"

   "Or, afraid that he would drag one leg to Laifulou and lose Sister Sanya's face?!" Liu Daniu said again.

   What shame? According to what he knew about Brother Song, Brother Song didn't think it was good for Sister Sanya to disgrace him.

   But it's not important, the important thing is not to let your mother-in-law offend that poisonous snake.

  Otherwise, it will be too late for them to regret it.

  Li Da Niu was stunned again.

   Then, a sense of guilt rose in my heart.

   "Really-really?" asked Liu Daniu with a guilty conscience.

  Liu Daniu quickly straightened up.

   "Of course it's true! Brother Song is just awkward. I'm sorry to say this to Sister Sanya directly."

   Glancing at his simple-minded mother-in-law, Liu Daniu reached out and pulled his mother-in-law's hand again.

   "Let's not get involved in this couple's affairs," he said.

  Li Da Niu looked up at Liu Daniel, thought about it, and then nodded.

"Um."

   Liu Daniu breathed a sigh of relief.

   I thought to myself, fortunately, my mother-in-law is easy to be fooled.

the other side.

   Qin Xiaoyao pushed Song Que all the way to Lingyun Bookstore.

   The guys in the bookstore saw Song Que appear, and immediately went out of the bookstore to greet him.

   found that Song Que was inconvenient, and reached out to help him.

   Seeing that the shop owner also came out, Qin Xiaoyao was about to step forward, but saw Song Que looking back at him.

   "You can go." He also said to her.

   Qin Xiaoyao's face stiffened.

   "Song Xianggong, you have come." At this moment, the shop owner had already come over, and he bowed his hands to Song Que.

   "Mr. Wang." Song Que returned the courtesy.

   Mr. Wang then looked at Qin Xiaoyao again.

   "Ms. Qin." He also bowed to Qin Xiaoyao.

   Qin Xiaoyao quickly returned the gift.

   Feeling that Song Que frowned at himself again, Qin Xiaoyao hurriedly said: "I have to deliver the goods. I'll leave first."

After    finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Mr. Wang again.

  Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment. When he wanted to speak, Qin Xiaoyao had already gone to the side of the cart, and then pushed the cart away.

   Mr. Wang watched Qin Xiao go far away, and it took a while to recover.

   As soon as he turned around, he saw Song Que who frowned at him.

   "Oh, Song Xiangkm face please-" Then, he quickly restrained his emotions and made a "please" gesture to Song Que.

   "Please." Song Que replied coldly.

   Then he let the man support him and entered Lingyun Bookstore with Mr. Wang.

   Entering the bookstore, Mr. Wang took Song Que to the inner hall again, and asked the staff to make tea.

After chatting for a while, Song Que took a book out of his arms and handed it to Mr. Wang.

  Mr. Wang took the book and just flipped through a few pages before his expression changed.

   "This book—" He looked at Song Que in surprise.

  Song Que nodded.

   "It is Mr. Wen Yuan's selected works."

   Seeing Mr. Wang's shocked expression, Song Que continued: "Although it is a handwritten version, the content is all true."

  Mr. Wang's complexion changed slightly.

   "Song Xianggong has read this book?" Then, Chong Song Que asked.

  Song Que nodded.

   "Granted by my father."

   Seeing that Mr. Wang was about to speak, Song Que said again: "Not only Mr. Wen Yuan's selected works, there are many similar out-of-print books in Song's home."

   Mr. Wang's eyes brightened.

   "Are they all handwritten?" Chong Song Que asked.

   The handwritten version of the book is far less valuable than those ancient books. But if the transcription is correct, the use value is equivalent.

   There was no printing technique in this dynasty, and books were distributed by copying, which is why books were so expensive.

   And some good books, after they come out, will soon be collected by big families. If it cannot flow in the market for a long time, it is easy to form an orphan.

   As for the imperial examinations, if you only read some ordinary books, the talented and intelligent are expected to be able to be selected as talents.

  If you want to go further, you need to dabble more widely and see more.

  If you don't have enough background in your family, you can't read a lot of books, and you want to stand out from a crowd of talented people.

   This is also the reason why solitary books are hard to find.

   If Song Que really had such a unique book, even if it was just a hand-copied version, the value would be inestimable.

   "Well." Song Que responded.

  Mr. Wang's eyes lit up again.

   "Song Xianggong, would you like to sell it to me?!" He looked at Song Que eagerly.

   Not to mention, after getting these books, he can ask someone to transcribe them and sell them to the public.

   When the time comes, the business will definitely not worry.

   In addition, the children in his family also need it.

   What's more, if he is not willing to spread the book to the outside world, he can also seal the book at home, leave a family inheritance, and increase the family heritage.

   "Yeah." Song Que responded.

   "Fifty taels of silver." Immediately said.

   Mr. Wang was startled.

  Song Que didn't care, but reached out and took back his book.

   Then, he raised his voice in front of Mr. Wang.

   "This volume of works by Mr. Wen Yuan, if Mr. Wang is interested, he can buy it for fifty taels of silver."

   "Also, Song promises that he will not circulate this book again." Song Que said solemnly.

  Mr. Wenyuan's works are very few in the world.

   But this one is highly respected by contemporary scholars. This book, even if it is only a manuscript, is of great value.

   It was in places like Lingquan Town that he was willing to sell books for only fifty taels of silver.

   If placed in—

   That's all, for him at the moment, being able to sell the book for fifty taels of silver is already a sky-high price.

   Mr. Wang's face flashed a hint of hesitation.

   glanced at the book in Song Que's hand, and then looked away again.

   "If it's just a handwritten version, the price is too high."

   "I will give out thirty taels." Immediately, he stretched out his hand.

  Song Que glanced at Mr. Wang and took the book into his arms.

   Immediately, he got up.

  Mr. Wang was startled and hurried to stop it.

   "Song Xianggong, don't worry, let's discuss it later." Then, he forced Song Que to sit back.

   At this moment, Mr. Wang frowned.

   After Song Que cooperated with him, he sat down again.

   Cai said: "Fifty taels of silver is indeed too high. Mainly, although this old man has heard of Mr. Wen Yuan's selected works, he has not read them. It is also difficult to distinguish the true from the false."

  Song Que raised his head again and looked at Mr. Wang.

   "Mr. Wang thinks that Song is cheating on you?" said with some annoyance.

  Mr. Wang's expression changed immediately.

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   (end of this chapter)

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