Those who came out with books in their arms ran to the carriage happily.
Jiang Zhiyue saw a little maid happily running in front of a carriage holding two pamphlets.
"Miss, I bought it. I have both copies."
Immediately afterwards, a pair of slender white hands stretched out from the carriage and took the two books. After this wave, the number of people in the bookstore slowly decreased.
Jiang Zhiyue took Ming Yuanqing and walked in together.
There were still a few people surrounding the bookshop, holding things in their hands that looked like the books those people had just bought.
Jiang Zhiyue took a look curiously to see what attracted so many people.
She bent down to look, but before she could see the words on the page clearly, Ming Yuanqing shouted excitedly: "Zhiyue, isn't this the storybook!"
Jiang Zhiyue didn't react for a moment and blurted out: "What is the script?"
Ming Yuanqing pulled her forward, pointed to the book in someone's hand and said, "This is it."
Only then did Jiang Zhiyue see that the words "Dahua Jianghu" were written on the book, which was exactly the book she gave to Ouyang Ming.
When the scholar holding the storybook in his hand turned around and saw Jiang Zhiyue's face, his face turned slightly red and he handed the storybook in Jiang Zhiyue's direction.
"Do you want to buy a storybook too, girl? I'll give this one to you."
Jiang Zhiyue looked at the book in his hand and saw that the entire bookshelf in front of him was filled with such books.
She declined politely: "No, we can just get it ourselves."
After saying that, he reached out and took out two books, one or two of Dahua Jianghu.
After getting it, she flipped through it casually, and the scholar-looking man next to her had to take back the book she handed out.
But her eyes kept looking in Jiang Zhiyue's direction.
The friend next to him saw the man's expression, smiled and whispered to him: "Brother Jing has fallen in love with this young lady."
The scholar's face turned red and he said with some embarrassment: "Don't tarnish the girl's reputation by talking nonsense."
Ming Yuanqing looked at the two of them whispering and wanted to remind them that they could hear everything they said since they were so close.
But Jiang Zhiyue's attention was not on the two of them at this time, and naturally she didn't notice what the two of them said.
The contents of the book are printed very neatly, and the small printed characters are displayed vertically on the paper.
After Ouyang Ming took away the scripts he had written, he never went to Guhuai Village again. Naturally, the Jiang family did not know the progress of the scripts.
A few days ago, when the family was chatting after dinner, they talked about the storybook that had been taken away, and speculated on how much money it could earn. However, Jiang Zhiyue thought it would take some time to push the storybook out.
Unexpectedly, it became popular without realizing it.
She thought about what Feixi said when she just met him, which would have helped Ouyang Ming a lot. What help he could have had with his words was just the money he earned.
Unexpectedly, this storybook was released in such a short period of time and it was so popular.
What Jiang Zhiyue didn't know was that the popularity of the script was not entirely due to Ouyang Ming's push, he just completed the preliminary work.
The storybook was passed on from one person to another, and in this era of very little entertainment content, it naturally became popular.
Ouyang Ming also took the opportunity to merge several shops and turned them into bookstores. He became the only store that could sell this storybook and made a lot of money.
Now that he had arrived at the bookshop, Ming Yuanqing found a few other story books and planned to take them back to pass the time.
Thanks to Jiang Zhiyue, the Jiang family and the Wang family had first-hand knowledge of Dahua Jianghu, so even if they bought it back, there would be nothing to see.
Jiang Zhiyue also bought some paper, pen and ink, and brought them back to her eldest brother and the others.
In this day and age, books, pens, ink and paper are very expensive things.
Jiang Zhiyue and Ming Yuanqing only took four books, a stack of paper and a set of pens and ink, which cost them twenty taels of silver.
The shopkeeper of the bookstore is a middle-aged uncle who looks very literary.
When Jiang Zhiyue paid the bill, she paid special attention to him.
I had a few conversations with the middle-aged shopkeeper, and he was a very discreet person.
Jiang Zhiyue did not identify herself, paid the bill and prepared to leave.
In the bookstore, the two scholar-looking people who were choosing books together were still there and had not left.
One of them pushed the man named Jing and said anxiously: "Brother Jing also chatted with the girl for a few more words. Now I don't even know the girl's name and where she lives. How can I do it again in the future?"
Continue the lead."
Jingyang looked at Jiang Zhiyue's departure direction with some confusion. Perhaps he felt that it was not etiquette to step forward so rashly, so he did not step forward.
Seeing Jiang Zhiyue and Ming Yuanqing were about to walk out of the bookshop, the man next to Jingyang pushed him forward again.
This step also gave Jingyang courage. He followed this force and walked forward, stopping Jiang Zhiyue before she was about to walk out of the bookstore.
Jingyang cupped his hands and said in a calm tone: "This girl, I'm Jingyang. I just hit it off with the girl. Do you know her name?"
Jiang Zhiyue raised her eyes and looked at Jingyang, with a calm expression and a cold tone: "Young Master and I just met each other. I have something to do with my sister, so I will leave first."
After the words fell, Jiang Zhiyue took Ming Yuanqing's hand and walked around Jingyang and walked out.
Jingyang stopped where he was, with Jiang Zhiyue's pleasant voice lingering in his mind. It sounded so good. The shopkeeper sitting behind the counter looked at the scene that happened in his store and clicked his tongue twice.
I thought I could witness the scene where a pair of destined people fell in love, but in the end, the woman walked away directly.
If a girl were to encounter something like this, she would have turned red with embarrassment.
As a result, the girl just now refused to leave so calmly. Tsk, tsk, tsk!
The shopkeeper withdrew his gaze and looked through the account books on the table with boredom, occasionally picking up his pen to write something.
Jiang Zhiyue left, and Jingyang and the man also paid for the storybook in their hands and left.
They, the literati, originally despised these depressing words books the most.
But the storybook was really attractive, so everyone bought it and no one said anything else.
The man following Jingyang obviously didn't agree with his secretive behavior and even said a few words to him on the way.
It's nothing more than saying that he doesn't know how to seize opportunities.
Jingyang was helpless, sighed and walked forward silently.
Jiang Zhiyue and Ming Yuanqing went to another street after leaving the bookstore.
Ming Yuanqing looked at Jiang Zhiyue and asked, "Zhiyue, does that person like you just now?"
Jiang Zhiyue tugged at her nose and scolded: "Every kid knows what liking is."
Ming Yuanqing rubbed her nose and was dissatisfied. She knew a lot. That was what was said in the book. However, Jiang Zhiyue quickly said: "He is so lustful and has an impure mind!"
Ming Yuanqing nodded like a little girl and said, "Zhiyue is right, Zhiyue is the prettiest!"