"What Pingmei?" The waiters in the bookstore have very sharp ears. It seems that they are doing the job of serving people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have sharp ears and eyes. If they were in restaurants and teahouses, they would have developed an exquisite heart with seven orifices.
"Nothing." Could it be that He Zhao explained that a certain book was composed of three heroines, Pan Jinlian, Li Ping'er, and Pang Chunmei, each taking one character from their names.
Before leaving, he walked around unwillingly, intending to pick up a few more. As a result, all the books were mediocre, and he didn't even bother to read them.
"Remember, if there are any ancient books in the future, please come to He Mansion to notify you."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Er Gouzi and left with his hands behind his back.
"Here, the young master rewards you."
The boy took out two taels of silver from his purse and placed them in the palm of his hand.
"Thank you, Brother Dog."
"Don't thank me, thank Second Master."
Then he turned around and left, chasing his young master.
With the help of "Knowing Pearls with a Wisdom Eye", I got an ancient book worth more than the entire bookstore. A certain wool-picking master who couldn't take advantage of it happily walked around the bustling streets.
What makes people unhappy is that the price of anything he likes is usually ridiculously high, making it impossible to pick up anything.
"Forget it, buy some bamboo strips, reeds, and sorghum straw."
He was going to make paper figures and prepare more scapegoats, so that's right.
So, the carriage turned around and thousands of taels of silver were sprinkled out.
Fortunately, He Wangzu would give his children money every month, otherwise he would not dare to buy the necessary items.
After having a meal at a restaurant at noon, we returned to He's Mansion with a cart full of belongings.
"Second brother, what did you buy?"
He Han, who was wandering around the house, saw him returning home with a full load, his eyes lit up, and he came up to ask.
"Kid, don't ask around."
He said something perfunctory and hurried to his small courtyard without looking back.
Normally, the fifth brother would have been stalking him and getting to the bottom of it.
But this morning, the little guy didn't dare to make a mistake when he tried to take advantage of me. Didn't he see that his big and fat father was being "bullied" by his brother so much that he dared not speak out?
In the study, Mr. He received a "little report" from the housekeeper and frowned.
"Then the traitor really didn't go to school? Instead, he wandered around all morning and spent thousands of taels of silver on buying a bunch of useless things?"
"Yes, sir."
The old butler, who was in his sixties, stood aside respectfully and replied.
There was no embellishing in the whole process, just telling the truth.
The old man knew in his heart that his master was not a fool. He could grit his teeth and sell his belongings, spend six thousand taels of silver to donate his official position, and in just twenty years, he became one of the three hegemons of Jincheng. He was very smart.
Perhaps, the only weakness is studying, and the nemesis is the college examination.
"Let's go and have a look with me."
Mr. He got up and led the housekeeper and several servants to the second son's courtyard.
In the courtyard, Master He Er was busy making paper figures.
The boy stood aside, completely stunned.
Does our second master still have such skills?
Look at the lifelike paper figures. You can open a shop with a time-honored brand in the city and win over customers.
Of course, the servant who has been serving He Zhao since childhood is not stupid.
"Master, if I see you not doing your job properly, I'm afraid you will..."
"Squeak!"
The door of the small courtyard was pushed open from the outside. The boy turned his head and looked, almost scared out of his mind.
He Wangzu looked at his own son, pricking the paper figurine with concentration on his face, and his face turned green.
It’s okay if you don’t study, you’re just doing something to kill people.
What, do you want to give it to me and let me use it?
"Ahem..."
After all, he was his biological son, so he had no choice but to cough.
The man surnamed He raised his head and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the cheap man. He was tired of being scolded.
"Hey! Isn't this the seventh-grade official donating an official to congratulate the gatekeepers of the great city?"
"..."
"If you don't go to the city gate to collect taxes, why are you here? Let me do the math. As far back as I can remember, it seems like this is your first time here, right?"
"..."
Silence, silence, silence.
"Why, you don't like me? Or do you think I spend money indiscriminately? I remember when my eldest brother got married, you renovated his yard and spent 15,000..."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. He turned around and ran away.
As a father, I really pay less attention to my second son on weekdays. When it came to swearing, he was scolded continuously and I couldn't even curse him.
The boy hurried forward, closed the courtyard door tightly, and breathed a sigh of relief.
In one afternoon, three hundred paper figurines were made.
"Bring some pastries."
"yes."
When he saw his personal servant leaving the courtyard, He Zhao opened his mouth and spit out the souls of three hundred Han cavalrymen, sealing them into paper figures.
In an instant, three hundred pairs of eyes were all staring at him.
"Go into the house and stand."
The paper people walked into the house in a neat line with their legs up.
Fortunately, his yard is not too small and there are many rooms. Otherwise, there would be no room for three hundred paper people.
"Squeak!"
After a while, the boy returned.
"Bang!"
"Master, I seem to have seen the paper man enter the house and close the door."
The servant held a plate of snacks and said with a confused look on his face.
"You must be dazzled. I carried them in one by one with my own hands."
"..."
Forget it, whatever the young master said is what it is.
Besides, can you see ghosts in broad daylight?
impossible!
"Tell them that I won't be going to dinner. By the way, you are not allowed to enter the house without my instructions at night."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the house.
At night, in He Zhao's room, eyes opened out of the void, blood seeped out of the walls, and white bones were inserted in disorder on them.
A night without words passed by in a blink of an eye.
The sky lights up, and a message pops up in the upper left corner of your line of sight.
[Would you like to save Gene Sublimation·Spirit - 0.1 attribute value? 】
【whether】
"yes."
Okay, I brought in the Ancient Gods, and the price of "Star Observation Ideas (Complete Edition of the Ancient Gods)" has doubled again.
The heartbreaking pain runs through the entire body.
After waiting for a long time, he retreated.
【Strength:5.5】
【Physique:11.0】
[Agility: 5.5]
He looked at the bulging muscles in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.
"@#￥%&*@#￥￥%￥#￥&"
Just as he was getting ready to sleep, a complex, obscure, and disgusting whisper sounded in his ears.
The room was distorted, the soul seemed to be out of body, and endless sludge poured in.
"vomit--"
Even with his 20 points of genetic sublimation spirit, he could not avoid the symptoms of retching.
"Simulator, you call this talent? It's better to call it torture!"
In his sight, the floor beneath his feet rose and fell, like rushing waves, and the world became strangely shaped.
Since returning to the mansion, I have been busy with work and have no time to look through the books. The text has been distorted, and each green text has been transformed into complicated and weird fonts.
For a long time, the sound of that strange whisper gradually decreased until it no longer sounded.
He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
"Huhuhu..."
"Something's wrong, the memories of the past life, the whispers are not so ferocious. Could it be because of me?" He Zhao, who had been tortured so hard, had no sleep at all.
I got up and got out of bed, and suddenly I saw the ancient books I bought yesterday. Under the "Wisdom of Eyes and Beads", the value has skyrocketed dozens of times!