Man Bao bought a bunch of books, most of which he wanted to buy in the past, so he collected them, but because he couldn't give up points or couldn't spare the time to read the books he didn't buy.
After buying them, they were piled up in the system in a mess. Keke looked unhappy and said: "Host, you have to buy some shelves to put the books back, otherwise you can just put them in boxes."
Man Bao asked: "Does your encyclopedia sell bookshelves or boxes?"
Keke was silent for a moment and then said: "We haven't developed this business yet."
"Forget it, let's just leave it like this for now," Man Bao was reluctant to spend points now, and said, "Let's wait and see when you start this business. Really, you are an encyclopedia and you have sold all the books. Why?
Man Bao couldn't talk about it and decided to skip the topic. She went to dig out a story book that she had been very interested in.
Keke said that this was not a storybook, but a history book, but she felt that if the history was written like this, it would be no different from a storybook.
Man Bao took a book and went to the yard to sit on a chair and read in the sun. He did not bother Mr. Bai Shanhe and the others in the study.
The story books produced by the system, oh, no, the history books are really beautiful. Man Bao leaned on the recliner and read them with gusto.
What Mr. Zhuang and Bai Shan saw when they came out was her laziness. Mr. Zhuang smiled and shook his head, stepped forward and patted her head gently, scolding: "You should read carefully and sit down."
alright."
Man Bao immediately got up and sat upright.
Bai Shan stepped forward and took a look at her book. He felt it was strange and asked, "What book is this?"
"A storybook, bought on the street."
Bai Shan pulled it over and read it. After flipping through two pages, he said, "It's another vernacular storybook, but the idea is quite novel. Is it the construction of a dynasty?"
Manbao nodded.
Mr. Zhuang reached out to the two of them, and they handed the book to them respectfully.
Mr. Zhuang looked through it and said with surprise: "Although it is written in vernacular, it is written quite well."
He went to look up the author's name, but found the word "Anonymous" printed there. He frowned slightly, "Could it be that he was using the past to satirize the present? Otherwise, why would he be anonymous?"
Manbao said nothing.
Mr. Zhuang then remembered that Man Bao always seemed to be able to buy some unknown books. He glanced sideways at Man Bao, returned the book to her and said: "After reading it, I will give it to my teacher to read, except for family members."
It’s spread out.”
Man Bao responded.
Originally, except for Mr. Zhuang, Bai Shanbai Erlang and their family members, she would not let anyone else read her books.
Man Bao saw that Mr. Zhuang had no objection to her reading the miscellaneous book, so she happily took it. After taking it, she turned two pages when Bai Erlang, Wei Ting Jihao and others opened the courtyard door in a hurry and came in.
Bai Shan and Man Bao were in trance. They were startled by the bang and looked up in confusion.
Everyone who rushed in fell silent when they saw them sitting together holding a book and reading. Bai Erlang was not surprised because he was used to seeing them. He rushed forward without stopping and shouted: "Man Bao, Princess Yizhou is so angry that her nose is so angry."
It’s all crooked.”
When Wei Ting came back to his senses, he glared at him and said, "What are you yelling about?"
Bai Erlang became unhappy and said, "Isn't this what you said?"
Wei Ting choked for a moment and then said: "We said it, but we didn't shout so loudly. Can you please restrain yourself?"
Bai Erlang paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said again, "Manbao, Shanbao, Princess Yizhou is so angry that her nose is crooked."
"Eh? What is your name Bai Shan?"
Jiao Yong's focus was different, so she grabbed Bai Erlang and asked.
Bai Erlang arrived: "My name is Shanbao, his nickname."
Bai Shan glanced at him and asked, "How did you know that her nose was crooked with anger?"
Wei Ting said: "We saw it with our own eyes."
He looked at Bai Shan and Man Bao suspiciously and said, "Yesterday, my mother and Mrs. Huang bought peonies from you. In the afternoon, they sent people around to spread the message, inviting people to come and enjoy the flowers. It happened that word came from the Yizhou Prince's Palace.
Come, tell me that the princess also got a pot of extremely rare peonies, and I want to invite everyone to see it."
"Because there were so many people who wanted to hold a flower-viewing banquet, and it was too early, we simply discussed with the Ji family and borrowed her family's spring garden to watch the flowers." Wei Ting said: "It's called flower-viewing, but it's actually...
Douhua, Princess Yizhou and Madam Huang simply took over the matter and sent messages to many families in the city."
This kind of thing is not difficult at all. For flower viewing, just prepare some fruits and snacks. When the day comes, just bring the peonies that you think are the best.
Not only the wealthy families in Yizhou City often do this, but also the powerful people in the capital often do this.
So, this morning, the ladies from each family met in the Ji family's spring outing garden with flowers.
It's fine when we don't meet, but it's terrible when we meet, because six out of ten families hold a pot of pure white peonies. It's really... so beautiful, and what a coincidence.
Wei Ting and Jiao Yong each gave them a vivid description of the morning's grand occasion. Bai Shanmanbao and Bai Erlang were stunned for a moment.
Bai Shan asked, "Madam, why are you going to enjoy the flowers?"
Wei Ting glanced at them angrily and said, "I thought we wanted to go. Naturally, we can't just go and enjoy the flowers. Ahem, my mother had to let us go."
Man Bao and Bai Shan Bai Erlang said "Oh" in understanding and asked, "Are I going to kiss you?"
Ji Hao, who was silent on the side, couldn't help but said: "Can we stop talking further and further?"
He looked at Man Bao and said: "There were many pots of white peonies among the peonies brought by various families at that time. This is nothing. The white peonies do grow well and are of excellent quality. Although the number is a bit too much, it still counts.
Treasures, especially when everyone talked about them, they found that they were bought for sixteen taels, so they are not expensive."
"But Princess Yizhou also brought a pot of white peonies, and she only brought one pot of white peonies," Ji Hao said: "She came the latest and didn't see everyone's peonies at first, so she told my mother and others
, her peonies cost a thousand taels to buy, the color is extremely pure and very beautiful."
Ji Hao didn't say any more, but looked at Man Bao and Bai Shan and said, "You sold those white peonies to my mother and the others."
Bai Shan stood up, stood in front of Man Bao, looked at him and asked, "What next?"
Ji Hao pursed his lips and said nothing for a while.
Wei Ting felt that the atmosphere between them was not right, so he quickly stood between the two and stopped him: "What a big deal, the pot of flowers in the hands of Princess Yizhou was not sold by Bai Shan and the others..."
"Yes," Bai Shan cut off his words, looked at the wide-eyed Wei Ting and said, "That's what we sold."