Chapter 330 (1/2)

Standing behind the door of a study, Luo qingluan looked at the mess in the street and smiled on her lips.

Xiao Ningyu could not resist dozens of pursuits no matter how she was a princess. Debt merchants and vendors, let alone not everyone knows her identity. In addition, there are only two attendants around. Xiao Ningyu is being pulled in the street. She scolds angrily and has no image. Instead of finding her, she is entangled by countless people.

”Hum, you deserve it!” Xu Lian was excited and funny. ”Who makes her unkind and dare to provoke the young lady?” She was the one who helped just now. Otherwise, Luo qingluan alone could not make the situation so fierce.

Xu Wei hugged his arms and didn't speak. He doesn't care what happens outside. As long as he can protect the princess, let alone a princess, he's not afraid even if the emperor comes.

Slowly, the farce in the street began to disperse, and a group of people chasing Xiao Ningyu ran away, and they didn't know the outcome. Those watching the excitement around either catch up or keep busy with their own business. Passers by also restrained their mood, still busy with what to do.

I've seen the excitement. I have to take care of my own business, don't I?

Finally, Luo qingluan could be quiet. He turned his head and looked at the study that had just let himself avoid Xiao Ningyu.

On the wall hung a plaque with gilt words ”Baiwei study”. When she calmed down, Luo qingluan immediately smelled a smell of ink and the special smell of paper in the air.

At first glance, there are all bookshelves. Each bookshelf is filled with at least thousands of books. Some are blue leather covers, some are kraft paper covers, and even simple bamboo slips. I feel that this study has been open for many years and has a lot of years of experience.

Unconsciously, Luo qingluan went to the threshold and picked up a book to read.

This book is nothing special. The content is some poems and songs. She doesn't know the author's taboo, but from the quality of poetry, she can guess that it is estimated that it is the usual works of some famous students who want to make money and sell them here for money. The paper is snow-white, the handwriting is clear, and there is an obvious smell of ink. It is estimated that it was just printed.

”But miss likes this kind of poetry collection?” Behind him came an old man's voice. Luo qingluan looked back and saw a gray haired shopkeeper. The old man looked at her with a kind face and pointed to her hand and said, ”these are not good. If the young lady is really interested, I have some better ones.”

It seems that some people are infected by the surrounding environment. The shopkeeper didn't go to the theatre just now because of the noise in the street. He didn't come out until this meeting. It seems that he is probably not a nosy person. Looking at him, although his face is full of wrinkles, there is a trace of wisdom in the bottom of his eyes, which is obviously some knowledge.

Luo qingluan was also very interested in such a person. With a faint smile, she put down the book in her hand: ”I don't know what books are sold in the old man's study?”

”Poems, songs and Fu, astronomy and geography, agronomy and medicine, music scores, chess scores, biographies... I have some here as long as the young lady can say.” The old man smiled gently, but his words were full of pride.

Luo qingluan's eyes lit up: ”isn't the old man's study everything?”

”Not exactly, but almost.” The old man said faintly, ”my Baiwei study is the largest and most complete in Dongwan. Even sometimes his Highness the prince will come to me.”

”Oh?” In this way, Luo qingluan is more interested.

Originally, she was just hiding from Xiao Ningyu temporarily, but now she accidentally found such a comprehensive study. How can she stroll around. Thinking of her dark house business in Xichu, she once earned her first pot of gold by selling brochures, which made her a little closer.

”Miss, do you want to buy a book?” Xu Lian asked.

The old man said with a smile: ”even if the young lady doesn't buy it, it's OK to borrow it. The rent is very cheap. It's just 20 Wen for a book.”

”Old gentleman, can the books here be rented?” Luo qingluan was surprised. In so many bookstores and bookstores in Xichu, they only sell books and have never heard of renting books. Before, she thought this model had not been developed in this era, but she didn't want to see it in Dongwan.

Seeing that Luo qingluan was really interested, the old man asked her to go in and talk about it in detail. He also asked the waiter to bring tea, looking like a long sigh. After he said it, Luo qingluan understood what was going on.

”I see.” She nodded and lost her smile. It's not that others didn't expect, but that it's not so easy to start a business.

”My Baiwei study was subsidized by the crown prince, otherwise I couldn't support it at the beginning. Later, there was more money to turn around and more books to buy. Of course, the guests came to me to buy books. Even if they borrowed books, everyone wanted to choose more and more kinds, right?” The old man said with emotion, with a happy look.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuqi is still such a person. He can take the initiative to help an ordinary old man open his study. It can be seen that he is kind and helpful. The old man is also a grateful person. Although he knows that he is a civilian, he can't help Xiao Yuqi at all, but since then, whenever Xiao Yuqi comes to visit him, he never charges him a penny. Even if he occasionally gets out of print books, he sends them to him at the first time.

The more he knows, the more Luo qingluan knows about Xiao Yuqi, and his favor is also true. Of course, this is definitely not the love between men and women, but the appreciation and sympathy between friends.

But now, Luo qingluan's mind is still on this Baiwei study.