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Su Qi¡¯s marriage is scheduled for the twenty-eighth day of the month.
The originally scheduled day for the second-hand bookstore to open was the 22nd, which happened to be the day Qin Yan was about to set off.
Now that the notice had been posted, Su Mi didn't want to change it temporarily, so she sent Mei to Xishui Alley in advance to discuss the opening matters with the new shopkeeper, and he took full charge of it.
The night before the opening, in the most conspicuous new shop in Xishui Lane, an old man in his sixties was looking up at the empty plaque on the head of the shop.
He was described as slightly chubby, with a kind face and kind eyes. He was wrapped in a thick blue and white cotton-padded jacket. After looking at him for a while, he walked into the shop.
The shop is filled with the fresh aroma of camphor wood, and several rows of newly made wooden shelves are neatly arranged. There are not many used books on them yet, but shopkeeper Li is not in a hurry. The secondhand book shop, of course, has to wait for the secondhand books to open. Zhang Yue Collect more and more.
Right now, he is anxious about another thing, and that is the name of the shop.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?His fortune in scientific examinations is not very good, but he is very good at being a shopkeeper and can always meet good employers.
He was an old scholar who was about to reach his sixties. He originally saw the notice and took it off just for a try. Who would have thought that he could still be selected? He was even asked to choose the name of the shop. Then he had to leave a good choice for the new owner. Impression?
But he thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of anything good.
He could only think of the name of an ordinary shop as a scholar. But this time it happened to be a bookstore. For those scholars, books are something that should never be blasphemed. He is old, but at least he has the integrity of a scholar. If he just wants to be a famous general in a shop, he will always feel a little unwilling in his heart.
But, no matter what, he couldn¡¯t think of anything good.
Shopkeeper Li was thinking as he unconsciously walked to Yong'an Street, which is adjacent to Xishui Street. It was past Hai hour and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the long street. Occasionally, a few red lanterns hanging on the eaves of some shops that were closed late brought some light.
And under the cover of scattered candlelight, there is a scholar who is reading and practicing calligraphy.
Poor people would save some money on lamp oil and read for a while before the shops on the street were closing. Shopkeeper Li also did this when he was young. He was touched for a moment and stood there to watch for a while.
When the shop facing the street began to extinguish the paper-wrapped lanterns, the scholar also stood up and put the book into the rattan paper, as if he was about to leave.
"Hey, scholar." Shopkeeper Li called out in a low voice, with a kind and amiable smile on his face.
Jian Yujue turned around and met Shopkeeper Li's gaze, "The old man is calling me?"
Shopkeeper Li turned around when he saw him. His handsome appearance and clear voice when he spoke were as warm and cool as the lake in June. It really made people feel good at just one look. He couldn't help but said:
"A used book shop has opened in Xishui Lane. I am the new shopkeeper there. It just so happens that I have to think about the name of the shop for the owner for a while. I will go back later. Why don't the scholars come and sit for a while to relieve the old man's boredom?"
They are all scholars. If you directly ask him to borrow a candle, you are afraid that the young man will lose face. Shopkeeper Li is also young and energetic, so how can he not take care of the emotions of these young boys.
Jian Yujue hesitated slightly when he heard this. The lights along the street were dimmed a bit early today. He had run out of tung oil at home and had to go to the mountains to pick it tomorrow. If he returned home, he would indeed not be able to read.
Although the old man in front of him didn't say it clearly, he implicitly wanted to lend him a candle.
Seeing that he seemed hesitant, shopkeeper Li walked over and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Why are you thinking so much? Scholars should still take reading as the most important thing."
Hearing this, Jian Yujue took a few breaths and said, "Thank you, the junior, for lending me the money."
Shopkeeper Li smiled, but he looked down upon this young scholar.
Xishui Alley is actually adjacent to Yong'an Street, but the rental and sale are much cheaper than Yong'an Street. This is because there is only one entrance and exit in this alley, and the alleyway is narrow. When there are fewer people, the land price will be lower.
Shopkeeper Li took Jian Yujue to the shop soon.
There are three light wheels hanging on the eaves of the shop. They are much brighter than those on Yong'an Street, and they are no different from indoors.
Shopkeeper Li watched Jian Yujue put down the rattan paper quietly and sit upright under the light and shadow, holding a book in his right hand and writing something on the rice paper on the rattan table with his left hand from time to time. He looked closer with some curiosity and saw that he was actually writing silently on the text in his hand. the previous page.
Shopkeeper Li can¡¯t help but be a little stunned by such a photographic memory of ¡®double-tasking¡¯.
He couldn't help but stare at it for a while, and then suddenly remembered that he hadn't decided on the name of the shop yet. He sighed, turned around and ran to the counter.
Shopkeeper Li held his waist with one hand and waved at Bai Xuan several times with the other hand. After waving, he checked at the door.
Songzhuzhai? ?Okay, Baiwenzhai? There seems to be one on the next street.
"No, they are too ordinary. Shopkeeper Li sighed and sat on a bench to rest for a while
Shopkeeper Li squinted his eyes, thinking half asleep and half awake. Unknowingly, it was the end of Haishi. Jian Yujue put away his paper and pen, lightly dusted off the hem of his jacket and underwear, got up and walked to Shopkeeper Li's side.
Seeing that shopkeeper Li seemed to be asleep, he stood aside, wanting to wait for him to wake up before saying goodbye.
Shopkeeper Li was worried, but actually he didn't fall asleep. Feeling some slight movement at this time, I looked up and saw Jian Yujue's gentle face. She stopped politely and kindly not far away, just enough not to disturb him and avoid seeing the contents of the rice paper in his hand.
Seeing that shopkeeper Li was awake, Jian Yujue bowed warmly: "Jian Yujue, thank you, shopkeeper."
"Nothing, I was going to stay and think about the name of the shop." Shopkeeper Li said as he rubbed his eyes, then suddenly clicked his tongue and stopped moving, "Your name is Jian Yujue? Is this Jieyuan from Qingzhou next door?"
Last autumn, a sixteen-year-old Jie Yuan was born in Qingzhou, whose surname was simply Yujue. At that time, because Qingzhou was adjacent to Yingtianfu City, there was a lot of commotion in the capital. However, there was no news in the spring, and everyone thought it was just a flash in the pan. He also thought so. After all, even those who were extremely talented at a young age tended to become mediocre later on.
"Yeah." Jian Yujue responded with a gentle expression.
¡°It¡¯s really Jian Yujue,¡± Shopkeeper Li sighed. Judging from just now, he shouldn¡¯t be such a mediocre person. Why is there no news about Chunwei? Could it be that he failed and failed?
Shopkeeper Li didn¡¯t know what the twists and turns were, but he didn¡¯t want to find fault. He looked at the pile of shop names on the counter and changed the subject:
"Yujue, I've been thinking about the name of this shop all night, but I can't think of a good one. You are destined to this shop. Can you think of it for me so that I can add some face to my employer?"
Jian Yujue borrowed the candlelight today and was thinking about how to repay it, so after hearing what Shopkeeper Li said, she did not reject it.
He thought about it for a while and then said, "What do you think of Jue Fangzhai, the shopkeeper?"
"Be upright in the world, and be unyielding."
Shopkeeper Li recited it silently several times, his face glowing with joy, "Okay, okay!"
***
On the official road to Chenzhou, there is a magnificent one-horse carriage.
Although the interior is exquisitely decorated, the carriage is still much smaller than the double carriage. Su Mi sat next to Qin Yan, leaning against the right corner, for fear of squeezing into him.
"Lord Governor, how long will it take for you to go to Chenzhou this time?" Su Mi couldn't help but ask.
"Wait for me at Su Zhai."
"Um"
Although Qin Yan did not answer, he meant that he would come to pick her up. If Qin Yan stayed in Chenzhou for a few more days, she could spend more time with Yu at home. Su Mi felt a little excited when she thought about it.
Qin Yan raised his eyes and glanced at her, raised the corners of his lips silently, and turned the page of the book in his hand.
It was a winter morning, and the official road was still slippery with dew, so the carriage was not moving fast. Su Mi lifted up the hanging curtain on the window and looked outside. She was just driving out of the Nancheng Pass in the capital, passing by several fields in the village.
Under the warm sun, several children were sitting on the haystacks in the field, leaning on the stone pillars and playing with winter dates on the jujube mill. Su Mi suddenly found it interesting. She remembered that she had played this way when she was a child.
Su Mi just kept lying down and watching the scenery passing by outside the window. After a long time, a deep voice suddenly came into his ears, as close as if he was right next to his ears.
"looking at what."
Su Mi turned her head in surprise and saw Qin Yan's side face was like jade.
He leaned forward and surrounded Su Mi in the corner. He followed Su Mi's fingers with his left hand to lift the curve of the window screen, then lifted it up and looked out the window like her.
??From Su Mi¡¯s perspective, his eyes were dark, his nose was straight, he had a knotted collar open, and the edge of his collarbone could be faintly seen.
Su Mi looked away hurriedly and guiltily, but probably because she was too close, the cool sandalwood scent of Qin Yan's body penetrated the tip of her nose, and she suddenly remembered the day she wiped Qin Yan's body, the crystal white as jade she saw, Just under the collarbone that I just saw
"Lord Governor, I'm looking at a few"
"What?" Qin Yan turned back to look at Su Mi, looking at her with a half-smile.
Su Mi looked at his thin lips opening and closing close at hand, her face flushed red, and she hesitated for a long time. In the end, she couldn't think of anything at all, so she simply stopped talking.
Qin Yan looked at Su Mi's panic with satisfaction, finally put down his index finger against the window screen, and chuckled,
¡°There¡¯s nothing to see, so don¡¯t look outside.¡±
Su Mi nodded and looked at Qin Yan. He had returned to the box seat and held up another book in his hand.
The governor seems to care about nothing about her, but sometimes he cares a lot about her. She can't eat sweets. Now she can't even look out of the carriage, but why should she still look in? There's nothing to see in the carriage. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)? He nodded and looked at Qin Yan. He had returned to the compartment and held up another book in his hand.
The governor seems to care about nothing about her, but sometimes he cares a lot about her. She can't eat sweets. Now she can't even look out of the carriage, but why should she still look in? There's nothing to see in the carriage. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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