Liu Chuer exclaimed, but quickly put away the book that Shen Lin had thrown away.
Seeing this, Shen Lin couldn't help but curiously asked: "Do you also like reading?"
Liu Chuer shook her head: "No, no... I just heard that people who can read are very capable."
"If you have the ability..." Shen Lin clicked his tongue, "If you have the ability, can you make a living?"
Rescuing things from the ruins just now used up his little physical strength.
I started to feel hungry again.
Liu Chu'er stopped fussing at this time and sat on a pony, hugging her knees and looking out the door, her clear eyes full of confusion.
The little girl is probably very hungry now...
Shen Lin rubbed his head, feeling a little headache.
The top priority is to eat.
Standing up, Shen Lin was ready to see if he could exchange something with other villagers.
Shen Lin's actions also alarmed Liu Chuer, who was in a daze.
"Chu'er, our family has no food to eat now..." Shen Lin looked around, "Do you think there is anything at home that can be sold for money... Even if it's a house deed, land deed, land deed..."
"Husband, it seems that those things were pawned by you before you got married..." Liu Chuer said weakly.
"Ah?" Shen Lin was a little dumbfounded.
I thought about it for a moment.
What Liu Chu'er said was right. Before marrying Liu Chu'er, Shen Lin was a gambler, so all the land deeds and land deeds at home were mortgaged to his playmates one after another.
It cost a lot of money to marry Liu Chuer, and the rest of the money was almost wiped out by drinking and gambling that day.
Shen Lin almost laughed angrily.
This original owner is so damn "chic"!
"Then what should we do now..." Liu Chuer was also a little anxious, and her pale face looked particularly distressing.
"It's okay, there is always a way, there will always be a way..." Shen Lin comforted subconsciously, and his eyes suddenly fell on the box that the two of them had just moved over.
This box...
Can it be sold for some money?
etc!
wrong!
Looking at the neatly stacked books after Liu Chuer had tidied them up.
Shen Lin slapped his head.
I can't see this pile of "treasures", so why are I always thinking about them?
As the saying goes.
Knowledge is money!!!
in memory.
When I bought these books, my father felt very distressed.
In an era when papermaking and printing had not yet become widespread, these books must not have been cheap.
"Chu'er, come and help me organize the books..."
Shen Lin had a plan, rolled up his sleeves, and moved the books out of the box.
"Ah?! Husband, are you planning to sell these books?" Liu Chu'er opened her mouth wide and looked at Shen Lin in disbelief.
"That's right!" Shen Lin chuckled twice.
He couldn't understand these books anyway, so rather than leaving them to gather dust, it would be better to let them finally exert their residual heat!
"But...but..."
To Shen Lin's surprise, Liu Chuer stepped forward and stood directly in front of Shen Lin.
Stretch out your hands as if an old hen is protecting her children.
"That's a book... If I sell the book, how will my husband read it in the future?" Liu Chu'er looked anxious.
Shen Lin touched his nose.
Before he traveled through time, the original owner had basically never opened a book since he lost his reputation that time.
Almost everyone in the village knew about his uneducated appearance.
Only Liu Chu'er, who was married from a neighboring village, thought she was a serious scholar.
"What's so good about being a scholar? Your husband and I have been studying for so many years, but aren't we still a pauper?" Shen Lin shook his head, "I have decided to change my route in the future. We will not be an official anymore, so we will find ways to make money!"
"But, but..." Liu Chuer looked at Shen Lin with wide eyes.
"Good boy, listen to your husband. Let's fill our stomachs first... I don't want you to be hungry again." Shen Lin sighed and persuaded Liu Chu'er.
Wrap all books in oilcloth.
Shen Lin walked toward the school in the village with long strides.
Lijiawan is a small village.
The school is just two small huts.
This is the time for class.
When Shen Lin appeared in front of the door.
A dozen pairs of restless eyes glanced at him in unison.
"Great scholar!"
A child yelled, causing chaos in the classroom.
An old man with a goatee on the stage was holding a book, shaking his head and reciting words. At this time, he frowned: "Boy Shen, what are you doing here?"
Shen Lin smiled at the old scholar Tian Wenqing who had taught him, opened the door and walked in, "Hey, I have something to discuss with you."
Tian Wenqing didn't have a good look towards this notorious disciple: "You are so old, you don't want to come over to attend the class..."
As soon as these words came out.
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the audience.
Shen Lin is known as a scholar, but he is known as a ridicule.
What many parents often say is: "When you grow up, don't imitate Shen Lin and spend so much money studying and end up with nothing."
Shen Lin didn't pay attention to these mocking voices.
He walked to Tian Wenqing's desk and unpacked the bag he was carrying, revealing a pile of books.
"Wow..." A child's exclamation came from below.
Although I am in school.
However, only a few children can afford such a sacred thing as "books".
Usually, most people use branches and other objects to write on the ground.
Apart from old scholars, only this "great scholar" could have so many books.
"What do you mean?" Tian Wenqing glanced at the book above and looked at Shen Lin.
"I'm in urgent need of money recently, so let's estimate the price." Shen Lin shrugged, "There are so many books to be sold in a package, and they are all old books. How about you give me a discount of half the market price? This business is a good deal... "
"Sell...sell books?"
Tian Wenqing was shocked. His goatee curled up and down, which seemed quite amusing to Shen Lin.
"Well, selling books, all these books have been sold." Shen Lin repeated.
This old man.
Are you getting old and your ears don’t work well?
Shen Lin looked up and down at Tian Wenqing, who was wearing a scholar's robe.
Talk.
This old man looks so poor, can he really afford these books?
"I, I will beat you to death, you useless thing!"
To Shen Lin's surprise, Tian Wenqing's expression suddenly changed. Then he picked up the bamboo whip on the table and whipped it at Shen Lin!
What the fuck?!
What's going on?!
Shen Lin quickly dodged back to avoid the blow.
"Old man, what are you doing?"
Shen Lin shouted angrily.
opposite.
Tian Wenqing huffed and puffed and pointed at Shen Lin: "Young boy Shen, you...you read the books of sages in vain!"
"How can books be easily sold just because of lack of money and food?!"
"It's an insult to elegance, it's an insult to elegance!"
Seeing the angry look on the other side, Shen Lin frowned and said nothing, turning to look at a group of carrot heads watching the show.
"Hey, who of you wants to buy a book? Just exchange it for food. A book is half a bag of food, or half a pound of money!"
As soon as these words came out.
A group of children immediately widened their eyes.
"real?"
"I don't have a book yet, I want one..."
"I want it too!"
"I have to go back and discuss it with my family..."
…
After a while, many students in the school ran out and came back with food and money.
Tian Wenqing slumped down on the chair.
He looked very angry.
"Old man Tian... I don't understand what you are talking about, but I, Shen, do not disrespect knowledge..."
"I see that many students don't have books yet. You can hang a wooden board on the wall and write big characters with charcoal so that the children can see it. This will make teaching much more convenient and won't consume a lot of paper..."
Shen Lin sighed, and after finishing speaking, he carried the harvest on his back and trudged towards his home.