Chapter 533

Mr. Zhuang is mainly looking for anthologies published in recent years. He has no interest in the bamboo slips on this wall.

But the three children stood still in the bamboo slips and searched for their favorite books.

But books that can be left with bamboo slips, or books they make with bamboo slips, will not be very funny.

So Bai Erlang looked for the old man for a long time and found only two volumes. He held the bamboo slips and said, "I think I'll just read these two volumes in recent months."

Bai Shanbao and man Bao looked at him contemptuously.

Man Bao looks to the left and Bai Shanbao looks to the right.

Bai Shanbao selected several volumes of bamboo slips, and a man gave him a basket to hold bamboo slips.

Man Bao squatted in the corner for a long time. Bai Shanbao walked up with a basket and asked, "what are you looking at?"

Man Bao quickly waved to him, showed him the bamboo slips in his hand and said, "look, Shuijing note."

Bai Shanbao immediately squatted down, took it over and looked at it. After reading it for a long time, he asked, "there is no title. How do you know it's Shui Jing Zhu?"

"Didn't Sui Shu write the catalogue of Shui Jing Zhu? Unfortunately, your family's collection of Sui Shu is not complete. What we see is fragments. This bamboo slip says river water. I think it's the notes to the water classics. "

Bai Shanbao got excited, lowered his voice and said, "let's find it again."

Man Bao nodded, and the two began to walk away from this position. After a while, man Bao picked out two volumes of bamboo slips and said excitedly, "these two volumes are Weishui."

Bai Shanbao also found two volumes, "this is the river."

Mr. Zhuang chose the book. He wanted to invite the three little ones to go back together, but he saw that the two men Bao were concentrating on looking for bamboo slips, and there were many bamboo slips in the basket on one side.

After a pause, he shook his head and laughed. Forget it. It's all books anyway. They don't lack money. Buy it if you want.

So he didn't hurry back. He found a book, took a seat with his hands on his back, sat down and waited for them while reading.

Bai Erlang sat opposite him, reading a book with relish.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at it and saw that it was a record of anecdotes, not other messy words, so he ignored it.

The guys put the books they chose in the basket, and then put the basket at their feet. When they want to leave, they can check out with the basket.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao stayed until the bookstore was about to close and it was almost dark outside. They rubbed their small waist and put all the bamboo slips found in the basket.

Because there are too many, one basket can't hold it.

The waiter was very happy to send another big basket. He thought that the two young guests were young and took the basket to the counter.

After all, a Book of bamboo slips is not light, and a basket of bamboo slips is heavier.

After receiving the book, Mr. Zhuang looked up and saw the two baskets of bamboo slips. He couldn't help but be silent.

He guessed that the two children would buy it, but he didn't expect them to buy so much.

Mr. Zhuang coughed and asked, "man Bao, Shan Bao, don't you think more?"

Bai Erlang also raised his head from his addicted book, saw the bamboo slips they had chosen, and exclaimed, "are you crazy?"

Bai Shanbao glanced at him, saw the book in his hand and asked, "do you want to buy it?"

Bai Erlang felt guilty and peeped at Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang just looked at him and looked away. Bai Erlang made a mouth for Bai Shanbao: "buy!"

For fear that they wouldn't buy it, the man hurriedly said, "little childe, little lady, I'll send you to check out?"

Bai Shanbao nodded, "Sir, please first."

Man Bao goes to pick up Mr. Zhuang's book basket.

Mr. Zhuang looked at their book baskets and always felt that there was something wrong. When he settled his books, he remembered, "Shanbao, didn't you come to the bookstore to buy the books on the list today? What about the books? "

Bai Shanbao opened his mouth

Man Bao stares round his eyes

Bai Erlang was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

As soon as the shopkeeper heard it, he immediately said happily, "what book do you want to buy, young master? Why don't you give me the list and pick it up for you. "

Bai Shanbao gave him the list of books. Finally, he bought the most books and spent the most money.

The water classic note was taken out separately and paid by man Bao. Finally, the two of them shared the money equally.

The shopkeeper turned it over. There was a serial number at the end of each bamboo slip, and the serial number represented the price.

Seriously speaking, the price of a roll of bamboo slips is no higher than that of paper books. Although printing bamboo slips is troublesome, there are not many words on a roll of bamboo slips.

And now, in addition to a small number of people, the vast majority of readers prefer paper books.

Bai Shanbao, these fledgling children, think it's very handsome to hold a roll of bamboo slips. In fact, most bamboo slips now have manuscript, but that part of the manuscript will not appear in their bookstore.

Because seriously speaking, the price of a roll of bamboo slips is indeed lower than that of a book, but the price of ten rolls of bamboo slips must be much higher than that of a book.

Ten volumes of bamboo slips may not be able to write a book, so selling bamboo slips is very cost-effective. The bamboo slips on the other side of the bookstore are prepared for these young people.

The shopkeeper smiled and settled the accounts for them. He didn't mind that they delayed his closing time. It's good for such a heroic customer to come every day.

The shopkeeper was very generous and gave them the book baskets containing books. Daji put three big book baskets on the car, so there couldn't be so many people on the car.

Man Bao looked around and saw that the sun had set in the West. The stalls on both sides were closed except for food, and the shops on both sides were almost the same. Except for restaurants and restaurants, the rest were going to be closed.

Man Bao said, "let's go back and buy the food by the way."

Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang nodded immediately, "OK, OK."

Daji flatly refused, "No."

How could he rest assured that the three little ones would go back by themselves?

Mr. Zhuang also opened the curtain and said, "don't fool around. Go home first."

Man Bao: "Sir, you've been sitting in the bookstore for half an afternoon. You should walk more. Why don't we walk back together."

Bai Shanbao thought it was reasonable and agreed again and again. "I've been in the bookstore for so long and my waist is sore. Come down and walk, sir. Let Daji drive the carriage by himself."

Daji:

Mr. Zhuang:

Bai Erlang climbed directly into the carriage to help Mr. Zhuang get off.

He helplessly looked at the three disciples and looked at the familiar and strange street outside. Mr. Zhuang suddenly felt disappointed, so he helped Bai Erlang's hand and got off the bus.

He looked at the long street in front of him and nodded, "OK, let's go back."

Daji looked at them helplessly. Yizhou city is not Luojiang county. The streets here are spacious, but there are many cars. He can't walk slowly in the street with his horse and car. He can't even find a place to deposit here.