The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Lan Wangshu looked around as soon as she entered the room. She didn't know much about these pens, inks, papers and inkstones, but she was a salesperson in modern times, so it would be impossible to fool her. There were so many sales tricks that she couldn't even imagine them.

"My younger brother will come to the county school next month to study and needs a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Do you have any recommendations?"

She had some calculations in her mind, to test this out...it should be sales now, to see what his character is like, if he is good then just listen to him, if he is just for performance then we can talk about it later.

The essence of buying and selling is actually a win-win situation. Both parties can get what they want with satisfaction. She has a lot of money now, so it is not a problem for her to buy something more expensive. It depends on what he says.

"If you need it, you can prepare two sets of brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. One set of ordinary ones can be used for daily practice and homework, and the other set of good ones can be used for calligraphy and painting. If the young master has never been enlightened, the ordinary ones will be enough."

Lan Wangshu nodded. His answer was quite standard and there was nothing shady about it. We could follow his recommendation.

"What if I want to copy a book?"

Lan Luochen asked the question that he was more concerned about. He was not considering writing inscriptions or painting for the time being, but he wanted to make money to buy something for his sister, who was a very talented person.

"Young Master, you can come here and try. If you have free time, you can copy books here. All the tools are provided by Jing Mo, but the requirements for handwriting are a little higher."

Lan Luochen turned around and looked at Lan Wangshu with an inquiring look. She smiled gently and patted his shoulder.

"As long as it doesn't break the law or corrupt morals, do what you want."

Lan Luochen's eyes lit up, and he sat aside silently copying books. Lan Wangshu still didn't know what the man in front of him was doing.

"I don't know what to call you, little brother."

"My name is Liu Huaian, with the courtesy name Yun'an. I am also a student at the county school, and I am here to earn some tuition fees."

His face turned a little red. Scholars usually seldom go out to make money because they will be stained with the smell of money. Fortunately, his classmate had some relationship with the boss of Jingmo, so he had a place to make money.

"Master Liu, do you have any achievements now?"

"It took me two years to pass the county school exam and become a qualified student. I am really ashamed."

"Will it end in the spring of next year?"

"Yes, time is running out!"

Lan Wangshu didn't quite understand what they were doing here when time was tight. Was their life very tight? She looked at him suspiciously, and it seemed okay.

Liu Huaian understood what she meant, and his whole body turned red in an instant, like a boiled shrimp.

"It's because my fiancée has been waiting for me and I need to save some money for the betrothal gift."

"I see. Today is our destiny. I wish all your wishes come true, Mr. Liu."

Liu Huaian's face turned even redder. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He quickly stood up to pour her tea.

There was the sound of horse hooves at the door, and a red figure got off the horse and threw the whip to the servant beside him. The man in fine clothes and riding a fierce horse was no more than that.

The visitor strode towards the door, and as soon as he entered, he was attracted by Lan Wangshu.

"Oh, we actually have guests today."

The visitor's unscrupulous gaze swept over Lan Wangshu. She glanced at him indifferently, just out of curiosity, without any ill intention, so she let him look at her.

Lan Luochen didn't like such looks. He glanced at his sister's calm expression and continued copying the book.

"Jingyang, why are you back?"

"Yun'an, I brought a good thing from the capital. You see, this thing can light a fire. If the old man in the academy punishes me again, I will set his beard on fire."

The young man had a flamboyant look and a youthful unrestrainedness that Lan Wangshu could not envy. Her eyes fell on his hand and she raised her eyebrows. Wasn't this the glass bead she took out? When was it sent to the capital by He Jinyu?

"Isn't this bad..."

"What's wrong with this? Do they dare to punish me?"

His tone was smug, and he casually scraped the glass beads in his hand up and down.

"No, if the fire gets out of control, it could cost lives and even endanger you. It's not worth it."

Lan Wangshu took a sip of the tea at hand, forced his face to suppress the urge to shrink into a ball, and let it go with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

Oh my god, what kind of tea is this? It’s so salty and bitter. Can I have something better?

"You little girl, don't be afraid of me. My glass beads can set your hair on fire."

"You are not some monstrous beast, what should I be afraid of?"

Lan Wangshu tilted his head and smiled slightly. There was no light in the room. What could he use to light it? Would he use his life?

"Sir, feel free to give it a try. Good things should be used to their full potential. You should know both what they are and why they are. Otherwise, they are just for show."

Her eyes were calm and her tone was indifferent, but Zhou Xingnan could hear a hint of sarcasm in her voice. He became curious about this brave girl. She was different from those noble ladies who turned pale when scared. It was really boring. He didn't know what it would take to make her feel scared. His hands unconsciously played with the glass beads in his hands.

"Tell me, whose daughter are you?"