After waking up, Fang Yun washed up and ate breakfast. He then walked around the courtyard a few times before going back to his room to practice his calligraphy.
During this time, some people came to visit, but none of them had important matters to discuss. Yang Yuhuan kept them out of the courtyard. When they heard Fang Yun's study, they tactfully left. Before they left, they did not forget to praise Fang Yun for his hard work.
In the afternoon, Liang Yuan brought some food and wine. He ate and drank with Fang Yun while discussing the bookstore. In the end, he decided to go with Fang Yun to the Da Yuan Mansion to run the bookstore. He left five days earlier than Fang Yun to help Fang Yun choose a place to live and the bookstore's address.
After lunch, Fang Yun went to the library of the County Literature Institute.
The library of the County Literature Institute was huge. There were more than a hundred thousand books. The only drawback was that they could not be borrowed.
Fang Yun entered the library and chose a book that he had never read before. It was called "Collection of Houses on Caolu Mountain". It was a collection of works by a scholar in Jingguo.
Fang Yun held it silently. There was no reaction from the Book of Wonders.
After a while, Fang Yun whispered, "Keep!"
There was still no reaction from the Book of Wonders.
Fang Yun stared intently at the words "Collection of Houses on Caolu Mountain" on the cover. It was as if he was trying to kill someone with his eyes, but it was useless.
"Can't I just keep it in the Book of Wonders?"
Fang Yun thought for a while and flipped through the pages. There was still no reaction from the Book of Wonders. He could only memorize every word.
After reading the first page silently, Fang Yun flipped through the pages. The Book of Wonders moved.
A blank book appeared in Fang Yun's mind. The words "Collection of Houses on Caolu Mountain" gradually appeared on the cover. There was also content on the first page, but the rest was still blank.
"Do I really have to read all the words silently before I can keep it in the Book of Wonders? This kind of scripture couldn't be read quickly. Two words per second meant 7,200 words per hour. Even if he read it for ten hours a day, he would only be able to read 72,000 words. Three months and sixty days would only amount to about four million words. There were many works written by the Saints, especially those written by the new Saints in the past two to three hundred years. The total number would definitely exceed ten million words, and there were many books that could not be found in the world of wondrous books. In addition, those great scholars and scholars also have to read the interpretations of the sages' scriptures. If you don't study for more than ten years, don't expect to have great achievements. "
Fang Yun was in a dilemma. The County Examinations were much more difficult than the County Examinations, and the scope of the examination was also much wider. If he were to get a D in the Classics or the Holy Words, it would be too embarrassing.
"If I really can't do it, I won't take the county examination this year. I'll take the county examination a few years later."
Fang Yun thought as he left the Wen Institute.
There were many bookstores on the Wen Yuan Street that were related to reading. Some sold books, some sold the four treasures of the study, and some sold other miscellaneous items. Because the County Examinations had just ended, people from other villages and towns had not left yet. This street was very lively, and many stores had discounts.
Fang Yun did not have much money before, and could not buy too many books. Now that he was not short of money, he saw a set of "Viewing the Sea Anthology" with a 10% discount, and was tempted.
Chen Guanhai was the only Half-saint in Jingguo. His anthology was a must-have for many scholars in Jingguo.
"Viewing the Sea Anthology" was a collection of Chen Guanhai's works over the years, including poems, Classics, essays, annotations, etc. There were also other books written by great scholars and scholars. There were a total of 52 books, and they were stored in two wooden cases. Each case was half the height of a person.
Fang Yun walked into the shop, and the smell of ink greeted him.
"How much is this set of" Viewing the Sea Anthology "? Fang Yun asked.
"This is a hardcover collector's edition. The original price is 20 taels of silver. After the discount, it will be 18 taels of silver. No bargaining." The busy bookstore owner did not even raise his head as he continued to work.
Fang Yun was shocked. He did not expect this set of anthology to be so expensive. If he was still working in a restaurant, he would need at least three years to afford it even if he did not eat or drink.
"Do you have a simple edition?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yes, five taels of silver for a set. No discounts."
Fang Yun thought that it was about 100 copper coins for a book. It was a sky-high price for him in the past, but it was not much for him now.
"Then give me a simple edition." Fang Yun only wanted to study and not collect. There was no need to buy a hardcover edition. Moreover, it was too heavy. If he wanted to collect it, he would wait until he went to the Da Yuan Residence.
Fang Yun was looking for money when he heard someone ask in surprise, "Are you the chief planner, Fang Yun?"
Fang Yun raised his head and saw a young man in a brocade robe standing in front of him. He vaguely remembered that he was his neighbor from a few years ago. His name was Xue Hua, but he moved away after passing the exam.
"Hello Brother Xue. How are Auntie and Uncle?" Fang Yun asked politely.
"My parents are fine. They were very happy to hear that you were the chief planner yesterday. They did not expect to see you here." Xue Zheng said with a smile.
Fang Yun was about to reply when the white-haired bookstore owner said loudly, "Are you that 'Fang Shuangjia who drove an ox cart to the examination room'?"
"That's me." Fang Yun replied.
"You want the" Viewing the Sea Anthology "right? I'll give you the hardcover edition. What else do you want? Make a list of books and I'll have someone send it to your house. It's free of charge. "The bookstore owner smiled happily, revealing a mouthful of almost missing teeth.
Fang Yun hurriedly declined, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept a reward for nothing. I'll just buy it at the normal price."
"How can you say that you didn't do anything? Our Ji County has never produced a Shuangjia or a Saint's Scholar. Now that you're famous, our Ji County is also famous. This is a great contribution to our Ji County. As a citizen of Ji County, it's my duty to give you some books. Please don't decline. "The bookstore owner said.
Fang Yun still wanted to decline, but Xue Hua said with a smile, "Don't decline. I've been studying in the Literature Institute for three years and have known Boss Zhao for a long time. He's a kind hearted person who supports scholars. Every year, the top three scholars in the Literature Institute can come to his bookstore to choose a set of books for free. This tradition has been going on for more than ten years. "
Boss Zhao said with a smile, "In the future, when you become the top scholar, I can say that I, Old Zhao, once gave books to the top scholar. That's something to be proud of. A set of books isn't much. Take it. If you don't take it, I'll find out where you live and throw it at your house at night. "
Fang Yun knew that this was the great advantage of being a Literary Name. Seeing that he couldn't decline, he could only cup his hands and say, "Thank you for the books."
"No need to be so polite. Us old bones can't do it anymore. In the future, we'll have to rely on you young people to resist the demons and barbarians. Don't learn from that Fang Zhongyong who's always being taken around by his father. Wandering around, wandering around, one day you'll run out of ink in your stomach. "
"This junior will remember this in his heart. In the future, when I succeed in my studies, I'll definitely go to war and slaughter the demons and barbarians."
"Good! You have ambition! "The old man said with a smile.
Fang Yun chatted with the bookstore owner and Xue Hua for a quarter of an hour. Afterwards, he excused himself by saying that he had to study. He carried two boxes of books and walked back alone.
Fang Yun's heart felt warm. It wasn't because he received these books, but because of the bookstore owner's friendship. With such people in the human race and Jingguo, they definitely wouldn't lose to the demons and barbarians.
When he returned home, Fang Yun opened the book box and took out all the books. The house was immediately filled with the same smell of ink as the bookstore.
The hardcover books were of the best quality in terms of paper and ink. Fang Yun held them in his hands and looked at the broken books on the bookshelf. He thought that books were better than books.
"Eh? Why are the books gone! "Fang Yun looked at his empty hands. The smell of the books was still there, but the books were gone.
Fang Yun looked around and confirmed that the books were really gone. Not only was he not angry, but he was also very happy. He then tried to think in his heart, "《Viewing the Sea Anthology》 Volume One》."
A brand new 《Viewing the Sea Anthology》 Volume One》 appeared in his mind. He could even faintly smell the ink.
Fang Yun used his mind to flip the pages. It was the same as the other books in the World of Strange Books. The words didn't change, but punctuation marks were added to make it easier to read and understand.
"This book is similar to the one in the library, but why can this book be stored in the World of Strange Books? Could it be a new book or a hardcover book? This possibility is too small. "
Fang Yun tried to touch the other books. He then thought to store them in the World of Strange Books. He saw that all 52 books of 《Viewing the Sea Anthology》 were stored in the World of Strange Books. There were only two empty wooden boxes left on the ground.
"Could it be because of the ownership?"
Fang Yun immediately took action. He went to his neighbor's house and borrowed a book that he had never read before. However, he couldn't store it in the World of Strange Books. He tried to finish reading the first page. The World of Strange Books immediately stored the book, but only the first page was included.
"It seems that only my own books can be stored in the World of Strange Books. If it's someone else's book, I'll have to read it seriously."
Fang Yun heaved a sigh of relief. This was much better. If he had to read it seriously before it could be stored in the World of Strange Books, he would have to read for ten years.
"The county is small, and I need too many books. I'm afraid I'll need hundreds of thousands of books. If I buy a large number of books and then disappear into thin air, it'll be easy to arouse suspicion. When I go to the Grand Source Residence and open a bookstore and have a warehouse, I'll be able to 'eat' a large number of books without fear of suspicion."
Fang Yun laughed. He didn't expect that running a bookstore would have such benefits.
After solving the problem of books, Fang Yun continued to practice his calligraphy. He then read the works of the sages and understood the true meaning of them.
In the following days, Fang Yun practiced his calligraphy and read books. At night, he went to the County Magistrate Cai to study the classics. His life was very fulfilling.
Time passed quickly. Ten days passed in a flash.
Yang Yuhuan found a trustworthy maid, and Fang Yun also chose an honest cousin from the Fang family to be his personal attendant. One by one, they finished dealing with all the chores.
On a hazy morning, the four of them carried their belongings into the carriage.
The rooster crowed loudly at dawn. The four of them looked at the empty courtyard and looked at the faint traces of frost on the ground. They all felt somewhat sad.
Fang Yun looked at the horizon. The sun hadn't risen yet, and the eastern sky was blue.
In the quiet morning, the four of them got into the carriage.
"Let's go," Fang Yun said in a deep voice from inside the carriage.
Fang Daniu, who was sitting at the front of the carriage, cracked the whip, and a crisp "Pa!" sound echoed.
The three horses immediately snorted, and white fog came out of their noses. They galloped with their hooves and moved the carriage forward.
The bell on the head horse's neck swayed, and the melodious sound of the bell echoed on the road. The wheels of the carriage rolled on the ground, making a rumbling sound. The people in the carriage shook slightly.
Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but lift the curtain and look outside.
Fang Yun looked through the window of the carriage and saw the faint waning moon hanging in the sky.
"We'll be back," Fang Yun comforted her.
Yang Yuhuan reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear and said, "With you here, it's home. It's just that people are always a little nostalgic."
Mrs. Jiang, who was in her forties, said, "Boss is a literary star who descended to the mortal world. It's the same everywhere. In the future, when Boss becomes the top scholar, he can naturally come back to visit. "
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