Benshan, the president of Huaishan Academy, who was praised in person, had a lot of heavy feeling in his heart.

"Some children are born military generals, but if you want to make a fortune in the army, you can't do it alone. You have to read books. Only by reading books can you understand more clearly and understand those military books more thoroughly!"

When the stall owner heard this, he couldn't help but lit up when he saw Zhou Huaishan's eyes.

"Brother, is this scholar?"

Zhou Huaishan smiled with his fists and did not answer the words, "Are there anyone selling second-hand books nearby?"

First, I talked about children's reading, and now I mentioned selling books. The topic naturally attracted me, and the stall owner talked openly.

"Yes, there are several! In the past, the college was over, and the children spent money on their homes to study, and they had no money to buy new books, so they all came here to get old books."

"Are you familiar with these stalls? I also want to pay a few, but time is limited. Do you recommend one to me?"

The stall owner thought for a while, "What are you planning to buy? Their used books are different from each other."

Zhou Huaishan said, "My child likes to dance with swords and guns, so he buys military books."

The stall owner was very happy when he heard this.

"That's a coincidence. The soldier's shop is placed opposite my stall every day, and he will come in about half an hour."

Zhou Huaishan smiled and said, "What a coincidence. You and this stall owner are familiar with each other. Why do he have so many military books in his family?"

The wonton stall owner sighed.

"All of them are pitiful people! He used to join the army, but he heard that his official position was not low in the army! Later, he offended people and couldn't stay in the army anymore, so he came here.

Several county magistrates in Qinghe County are all good people, and they don’t have the kind of face of worshipping high and stuttering low.

After he came, he took good care of his family.

The first year he came, the county magistrate paid him to buy a house here and wanted to find him a constable job in the county government, but he refused.

There are so many books in his family!

In the early years, he didn't sell books, but this year he became more and more ineffective. A son in his family was not good. He always said that keeping the book in his hands would be ruined.

If you sell it, let the book meet someone you are destined to be."

Listening to the stall owner's nagging, Zhou Huaishan felt a mess and uncomfortable.

Is this stall owner Ma next year?

When he had an accident, he was in his forty years and Ma was in his thirty years next year. According to the timeline Chen Li told him, twenty years have passed.

Calculate it, if Ma is still alive next year, he will be over fifty.

According to his identity as a general in the army at that time, at this age, he could fully rely on military merits to support his old age.

Zhou Huaishan didn't want the book stall owner to be Ma next year at this moment.

He didn't want to see anyone related to his family end up like this.

But the appearance of the book "Zhou Luobubing" made him yearn for meeting an old man from that time and tell him what happened back then.

Although Chen Li told him something, Chen Li was not a person with his own experience after all.

When something happened to his family, Chen Li was not born yet!

What Chen Li knew was just hearsay or official documents.

Those are unreliable.

My mind is heavy again.

As the sky got brighter, the business of the breakfast stall became prosperous. The stall owner had no time to chat with Zhou Huaishan, so Zhou Huaishan sat there waiting.

Fortunately, the stall owner didn't hit him either.

Half of the morning.

The second-hand goods street is bustling with people coming and going.

But there is no stall on the opposite book stall.

Zhou Huaishan felt a little uneasy. At this moment, the breakfast stall was about to close the stall. The stall owner looked at the opposite side and sighed and shook his head, "Maybe he is not in good health today and won't come out. You can come and have a look tomorrow."

Zhou Huaishan took his eyes back from the empty stall, "Do you know where his home is?"

The stall owner thought about it.

"From this street, walk to the third alley on the left and turn in. It seems to be at the fifth place. Why don't you ask?"

Zhou Huaishan thanked him and left.

The third entrance of the alley, the fifth.

The wooden door has become a bit decay after years of wind and sun.

The New Year paintings posted on the door have been half gone.

The door was hidden, and Zhou Huaishan stretched out his hand and pushed it open. With a hoarse creaking, the neat yard came into his eyes.

The yard is not big, but it is clean.

I placed three large jars against the wall, and I guess they were pickled cabbage.

There was a constant cough in the room, and there was a young man's scream of anger.

"Dad, you're like this. What's the use of keeping the jade pendant? Take it out and let the doctor show you it's serious! Dad! Don't be stubborn! No matter how important the jade pendant is, it can't stand a life!"

Zhou Huaishan walked slowly towards the main room, and the sound became louder and louder.

"You have been guarding the jade pendant for the rest of your life. If the owner of the jade pendant knew that you were unwilling to see a doctor now, he would probably not be happy! Dad! I beg you, take it out. It is important to see a doctor. If you are gone, I...I...Dad!"

The person who coughed inside did not respond, but only coughed heart-wrenchingly.

Walking to the door of the main room, Zhou Huaishan paused, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

The sound of pushing the door interrupted the young man in the room.

When Zhou Huaishan entered the door, he saw a young man with red eyes and tears in his face. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a haggard and anxious face.

An old man was lying on the bed, coughing violently.

The young man sat beside the bed, holding a bowl in his hand, and some rice soup was still steaming.

What came to the whole house was the strong smell of medicine and the decayed smell unique to the patient.

Seeing someone coming, the young man put the bowl aside and looked at Zhou Huaishan suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Zhou Huaishan nodded politely to the young man.

"I am Zhou Huaishan, the dean of Huaishan Academy. I heard that your family has a lot of books. I just happened to want to expand the library of the academy, so I wanted to buy it all."

As he said that, Zhou Huaishan took out a silver note.

Five hundred taels of denomination.

Handed it to the young man.

"Look, is it enough?"

His eyes fell on the silver notes, and the young man seemed to be burned by fire.

"this......"

Even the old man who was lying on the bed and coughing was shocked by Zhou Huaishan's words. He half crawled and poked his head up and looked at Zhou Huaishan.

At first glance, Zhou Huaishan's heart was like being run over by a wheel.

Horse next year!

"I not only accept your books, but also other people's second-hand books. If you think the price is not enough, I can give it to you. If you think the price is OK, we will make a deal now, okay?"

As he said that, Zhou Huaishan pointed at Ma Qingnian and said to the young man: "Why don't you go and hire a doctor for your father?"

The young man was stunned.
Chapter completed!