This Zhenguan is a bit silly

Zhao Zechao is a scholar, a poor scholar in Chang'an City.

The happiest thing for him is to have a book of his own.

Looking at the words on the pages and smelling the smell of ink from the book, he always felt inexplicably relieved.

Unfortunately, those books never belonged to him.

The root of this is that the high size of the paper makes it impossible for him to afford to copy another copy.

But just yesterday, he got a rare piece of good news.

In Chang'an East City, a new paper-making shop was opened, and I heard that it was still a famous evil boy in the capital, and it was newly made by the Bailu Marquis who had just been knighted.

For this Bailuhou, Zhao Zechao did not have much impression.

Everything comes from legends, as for whether it is evil or not, Zhao Zechao thinks.

This Bailuhou found a way to heat himself with coal, cured smallpox, and made such cheap paper.

With such merits, how evil can this Bailu Marquis

be! Come to think of it, it must be because those hateful people are jealous of this Bailu Marquis, so they will say bad things and ruin the reputation of this Marquis!

Before dawn, Zhao Zechao woke up.

Tighten the blanket on your body, the weather is a little cold and scary.

But he still can't stop his fiery heart that is about to have a book.

Enduring the cold, Zhao Zechao got up, washed, and wiped the cold water off his face, and the last trace of sleepiness disappeared.

From the corner of the wall, he solemnly took out a small wooden box, which contained the money left by his deceased parents.

The biggest hope of my parents is that I can take the imperial examination for high school.

It's a pity that they never see it again.

He took out the copper coins one by one.

There are twenty-one of them, and that's all they have.

Zhao Zechao put all the copper coins in his arms and stood quietly in his yard.

With the ringing of the morning bell, Zhao Zechao pushed open the courtyard door vigorously and ran out as if flying.

I must rush to the door of the shop as soon as possible.

Twenty-one big money, enough to buy four large pieces of paper, when the time comes, I can go to the king's house and borrow books to copy.

The Book of Songs, the Analects ......

It's like a little goblin, waiting for their own favor.

Is it good to be pampered?

That's really a very important question.

But when he came to the door of the shop out of breath, Zhao Zechao suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall.

Those two seals were like a chasm, separating him from the books.

Why is this,

God, why do you treat yourself like

this! Why should such a good paper shop be sealed?

The court is blind, and your eyes are

blind, and your eyes are blind, your majesty, have pity on us scholars

! Cut down the bastard of this shop!

But just when he was desperate, he suddenly heard a whisper in his ears!

"Brother, do you want paper, it's a big white and big paper, just a piece of Qiwen

!" "Don't wait for this store, I didn't see the seal on it, the one in the palace is the store sealed by His Majesty, and I want to open it again, I don't know what the Year

of the Monkey is about!" Zhao Zechao looked over and saw a person who looked like a scholar talking to a person.

This is sealed by His Majesty?

Dog

Li Er, you should learn from your father-in-law!

Sooner or later, the Tang Dynasty will die.

"Brother, isn't this paper shop closed, why do you still have big paper for sale here!" Zhao Zechao walked a few steps quickly and asked in front of the scholar.

"Hey, be quiet, be quiet, brother!" the scholar looked at Zhao Zechao and made a low gesture.

"This brother, don't say it loudly, the little brother this paper is not easy to come by, and it was also bought from others, and now I see you begging for paper, so I took out some of it for sale, and I don't hide it from my brother, if you are not in a hurry to use it, you can wait, maybe one day this store will be open!" the scholar whispered, but his eyes were full of banter.

Since my young master found out that someone sold paper at a higher price, you still want cheap paper, wait for the store to open, and dream about it!

As the shopkeeper of the Fang family, Wu Dayong is very pleased, and he can still find such a good deal after the store is closed, the point is that the young master let himself play the role of a scholar to implement this plan, I have to say, the young master is really too discerning.

I actually discovered the elegant side of our old Wu.

Hey, it's all because we look too much like a sign! You

guys who read, all day long, pretending to be like a special mother, are the same as being, and now you meet this big shopkeeper, count you unlucky, if you don't squeeze out your last copper plate, Lao Tzu can't live with the young master's kindness.

Similarly, Xiao Teng, who was sent to play another scholar, was also excited.

Back then, when the young master was studying, we waited by the young master's side, and by the way, we became a scholar.

Later, the young master didn't learn, but we learned a little bit about it.

If it was us who was studying at the beginning, we would have been a master a long time ago.

It's a pity!

After all, the young master saw that we were a scholar, but it was a little late.

As a scholar, it is really ...... to pit your own people's behavior

It's so exciting.

Money, one by one, which is the reader, this is the young master's money

!" "This gentleman, I came first, your paper must be sold to me first, I am in a hurry to copy

the book, tomorrow people will ask for the book back, I say today that I will buy the paper back and copy the book!" "In my life, I guess it is the only time I have seen this collection, if I can't copy it, I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

Xiao Teng held Wu Dayong's arm tightly and shouted with a painful face.

Wu Dayong blinked, Lao

Xiao, it's over, it's over! In our script, there is no such one, there is no such one

! Similarly, as a reader, Zhao Zechao understands Xiao Teng's behavior very well, in this era, books are very valuable, and they can be borrowed, but they can't be copied because of the problem of paper, which is even more uncomfortable for a reader than digging out his heart and liver

! ! Although Zhao Zechao despised this obscene scholar

tens of thousands of times in his heart for selling paper at a higher price, what could he say? One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and people are forced to buy and sell you

! Think about yourself again, in the face of the temptation of owning a book, is it worth spending two more yuan?

His heart told him

that it is worth it! Compared with rice paper that is often dozens of yuan, it is simply too worthy, okay

! Thinking of this, Zhao Zechao no longer hesitated, and grabbed Wu Dayong's other arm.

"This brother, I am cash, three pieces of paper, I want it now!" Wu

Dayong, Xiao Teng, glanced at each other

!"Another fool has taken the bait!".