"Look at this book. It was bound in Bologna in the 17th century. It is half lighter than the one in Venice. The binding is also very exquisite. The top layer of Camilla's skin is inlaid with the tail scales of the Aegean mermaid on the background. It is dipped in flowers and has the following words on it.
The story of Poseidon and the four little angels. Five golden lines are ridged on the back of the book. When you look up, there is space for you to engrave your symbol. The title page is Athena's prayer and Khatifa's linen paper.
It makes people feel relaxed and happy.”
"How much?"
"Twenty-three jade coins for the benefit." Manager Xiaoyuan's face almost burst into laughter.
"It's too expensive, it's too expensive." Zheng Qing carefully returned the book.
"Then this book is an Ashmolean binding in the eighteenth century. It is simple and thick. It is made of North Sea Brent shark skin. It has a delicate touch and is rolled with a gold mouth. It continues the light blue aftertaste of the shark skin. It is simple and clean. It is made of ice silk.
The bookmark tape has translucent fish skin paper on the inside, which is perfect for frequently recording spells."
"How much?"
"Fifteen jade coins for the benefit."
"I always feel that the smell of blood is too strong." Zheng Qing reluctantly touched the cover and returned the book.
I read several sample books one after another, and the prices were a bit staggering.
The number of scholarships is very limited and cannot all be used on one Dharma book.
He decided to take a closer look.
Following the store clerk around a bookcase, Zheng Qing saw a familiar figure.
The fat man in Yun Xiangyi.
At this time, the fat man was not holding a roast chicken in his hand, and the robe hanging on his shoulders seemed much cleaner.
He was frowning and following the clerk with a bored look on his face, picking out Dharma books.
Zheng Qing didn't like this guy with an ostrich egg head.
He stopped his feet and planned to go around to another cabinet display stand.
But the ostrich egg moved and saw Zheng Qing's figure.
"Hey, the government-funded students are here." The fat man used his loud voice to break the quiet atmosphere in the library: "I forgot to ask, are you a public-funded student in your freshman year this year?"
The guests who were leisurely picking out books in the bookshop raised their heads and cast their eyes on Zheng Qing.
Zheng Qing seemed to hear some whispers.
"Yes." He replied briefly.
His ears felt a little hot.
He felt very embarrassed.
The experience of seeing a doctor when he was a child made his personality somewhat sensitive. He hates being different, he hates being independent, and he hates others looking at him in a strange way.
After studying, one of his favorite words is "harmony with light and dust". Water benefits all things without competing. If water benefits everything, it can harmonize with its light and dust. No one in the world can compete with it.
However, the fat man's loud greeting exposed Zheng Qing under the scrutiny of everyone, which felt very bad.
"No wonder you don't have a Dharma book. My brother is also a publicly funded student at First University. The school gives him a stack of paperback Dharma books as a prize every year. It's the one I just used." He patted his jacket.
Zheng Qing thought of his bulging khaki soft-cover book.
By stacking three soft-cover books, you can perfectly recreate the fat man's chin.
Thinking of this, Zheng Qing felt a little better.
"But I want a new Dharma book. When I go out, I can't get hold of the paperback version. I told my brother that I must have a hardcover classic version of the Dharma book so that he won't lose his face. You know, he
He is also a government-funded student." The fat man continued to shout with his loud voice as if no one was watching: "He entered the school last year, and only five students in his class received full scholarships, unlike this year. Do you know how many received full scholarships this year?
Are you a student at public expense?"
Zheng Qing shook his head and said nothing.
The interested eyes around him were still lingering around him, and he felt very uncomfortable.
"I don't know either." The fat man grinned: "Actually, I just lied to you. It seems that the publicly funded students don't know anything more than us ordinary students."
There were a few chuckles all around, as if what the fat man said was interesting.
Zheng Qing tried hard to ignore these distractions.
He came to buy Dharma books.
He needs to use his own intuition to choose a suitable Dharma book for himself.
This Dharma book will accompany him for a long time and is one of the basic conditions for his successful survival in wizard university.
He took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Yuan, the bookstore manager next to him, with a smile.
Manager Xiaoyuan came over very wisely, pointed to a gorgeous Dharma book in the cabinet and asked, "How about this one? As far as I know, public-funded students buy this Dharma book every year."
Zheng Qing tightened the soft leather gloves on his hands and took the sample book handed over by Xiao Yuan.
"This is a bound book from Paris in the 19th century. It is flashy and close to the modern style. Although it is a two-layer leather, the Romanian fire dragon leather is always very thick and can be cut into five or six layers. If it is a second layer, the feel and texture are just right.
. It is also a chrysostom. Above it is the seventh chapter of Matthew in the New Testament - Enter through the narrow gate. For many people will enter by the broad gate and the highway, which leads to destruction; those who find it by the narrow gate and by the narrow gate will be killed.
Less is the path to eternal life." He chanted in a deep tone.
"How about I buy this book?" The fat man squeezed around the two of them, grabbed the Dharma book in Zheng Qing's hand, and shouted: "I remember that one of my brother's classmates also bought this book. How much does this book cost?"
"Thirteen jade coins for the benefit." Xiao Yuan beamed with joy and repeatedly praised the fat man's unique vision.
Fatty's original shopping guide looked gloomily at the customers who ran away midway and said nothing.
Zheng Qing curled his lips and said nothing.
He doubted whether the fat man could walk through the narrow gate as mentioned in the gospel.
Moreover, he felt that no matter how gorgeous the Dharma book he held, this sloppy fat man always looked like he was holding a bulging khaki soft-cover book.
"Which college are you from?" Watching the bookstore manager packing the Paris-bound book, the fat man suddenly turned around and looked at Zheng Qing with his small eyes: "I almost forgot to ask."
"Jiuyou Academy." Zheng Qing answered quickly.
He hoped that the fat man would disappear from his sight soon.
"I guess so, it's an academy for nerds." The fat man nodded, with a sure expression: "Looking at your appearance, you are definitely not from Alpha or Atlas. If you are from Starry Sky Academy, you were in Yun Xiangyi before, even if
Even if you don’t have a Dharma book, you will rush over with your fists waving."
Zheng Qing silently looked at the other thick sample book in his hand, not sure whether to throw it over and hit the three-story book on his chin.
"My brother is from Atlas, but I was assigned to the Alpha Academy this year." The fat man was still chattering: "Relatively speaking, it is tolerable. After all, the Alpha Academy is full of well-educated students. If I were
After entering Jiuyou Academy, I would rather drop out. My brother once said that wizards who are very strong in exams are not really powerful wizards."
"Then you must have done poorly in the exam." Zheng Qing nodded affirmatively.
The fat man frowned, always feeling that there was something wrong with the logic of Zheng Qing's answer.
"Hello, guest, your Dharma book has been packaged. Please check it out." The clerk in the bookstore invited the fat man who was thinking hard to the front desk.
Zheng Qing put the Western-style hard-bound Fa book in his hand in the display cabinet and turned to look at Manager Xiaoyuan.
"Are there any Chinese-style Dharma books? These Western styles still feel a bit impetuous."