After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

"I can't take advantage of you too much, otherwise who would be willing to do business with me in the future?" Ye Xunqing insisted on giving the money to Shopkeeper Xu. "If nothing unexpected happens, we'll come to the next big market again."

Shopkeeper Xu was really hoping that Ye Xunqing would come every day. Many of the customers who bought fish from him would also choose to eat at the restaurant. His restaurant made a lot of extra money today.

"Okay, okay." Shopkeeper Xu took the money and couldn't help but say something. "It's almost time. I'll treat you to lunch."

Ye Xunqing did not refuse, "Thank you very much, Manager Xu."

Manager Xu brought some wine, and they drank a few glasses and talked about selling fish next time.

After dinner, Feng Jingheng went to find Feng Jinghua who was working in the town, while Ye Xunqing took his two younger brothers to the clinic. He wanted to cure Mo Yuyan's throat.

The old doctor with a goatee twirled his beard and said, "It's hard to say. His throat isn't injured; he lost his voice after being stimulated. If you want him to speak, you have to stimulate him again."

Ye Xunqing asked: "What does it mean to be exciting?"

The old doctor with the goatee said, "It's a matter of life and death."

Ye Xunqing really admired him, "Old man, this is no joke. It's a matter of life and death. If you're not careful, you'll die."

"Yes." The old doctor narrowed his eyes and said, "But I think it's not a bad thing that he can't speak. There are many dumb and deaf people. Besides, he is in good health, so it won't affect his ability to have children."

"What are you even talking about?" Ye Xunqing was very unhappy. "I asked you to treat your throat, and you talked to me about having children. Did I ask you to treat your infertility? Pay me back the consultation fee!"

"Hey, young man, how come you don't understand what I'm saying?" The old doctor felt that his kindness had been futile. "This child is not your biological brother. You spent money to buy him home just to have children, didn't you? I can't make sense to you. Ask your husband to speak."

Ye Xunqing was so angry that he pulled his beard and said, "Bullshit, he is my biological brother!"

Mo Yuyan came over to stop him.

Ye Xunqing said, "Go aside. I have to teach this stinky old man a lesson today."

"Forget it..." Mo Yuyan said anxiously: "Brother..."

Ye Xunqing was stunned and said in surprise: "Xiao Yan, say it again."

"Ah...ah..." Mo Yuyan couldn't say anything.

Ye Xunqing let go of the old doctor's beard, turned around and hugged Mo Yuyan, "Don't worry, don't worry, let's talk slowly."

"No...don't..." Mo Yuyan said a few more words.

Ye Xunqing probably understood what he meant. "Okay, okay, let's just ignore him. We won't let him treat us anymore!" He glared at the old doctor. "Quack!"

The old doctor was so angry that he almost jumped up. "What did you say, little kid? I'm the best doctor in town!"

"Go away, you quack who only knows how to treat infertility!" Ye Xunqing left with his two younger brothers. "Next time, we won't ask him to treat us. I'll find you some good medical books, and we can read them at home."

The old doctor was so angry that his hair stood on end. "You are the idiot!"

"You are a quack!" Ye Xunqing retorted.

The old doctor had other patients to see, so he had no choice but to suffer this loss. "You little bastard, don't let me see you again!"

Ye Xunqing said as he walked: "Ignore him, his brain is broken. I bought you back not to sell you again."

"I know, thank you." Mo Yuyan gestured.

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "Take your time, it will be fine."

"Manager Xu said the town's Daoist bookstore is on West Street. Let's go see if there's any copying work and get one for you." Ye Xunqing said, "You can keep the money you earn."

Mo Yuyan was deeply moved and nodded repeatedly.

Copying books is not a job that anyone can do. First of all, your handwriting must be beautiful, and secondly, you can't make any mistakes, otherwise the paper will be ruined. Papermaking and printing were not yet widely used, so paper, pens, and books were still very expensive.

Ye Xunqing brought his two younger brothers to a bookstore, but he didn't expect that the owner of the bookstore actually knew him.

"It's you." The boss said indifferently when he saw him, "Have you saved up enough money to redeem the books?"

Ye Xunqing immediately thought of what Ye Xunbai had said before. There were books in his family, but after Yang Shu died, Ye Laosi sold the books.

"Oh, I can't remember the price. How much does it cost approximately?" Ye Xunqing asked.

The boss thought it was strange. "You used to come to every big market. Don't you remember how much they cost? But you haven't been here for a long time. If you don't come again, I'm going to sell them all."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'm raising money." Ye Xunqing said, "It's just that my brain was a little foggy before, and I can't remember a lot of things, such as the money for this book."

Ye Xunbai said: "It's true, uncle, brother really doesn't remember."

"Okay." The boss repeated the price. "When your father sold it to me, I paid sixty-four taels of silver for the fifteen volumes. I've kept them for you for several years, so I won't charge you more. Seven taels of silver is all I need."

"It's a bit much. I'll save some more." Ye Xunqing's heart was bleeding. All his money added up and only four taels and seven qian of silver was left. If he really bought the book with seven taels of silver, he would have to eat dirt.

"If you don't bring the money by this year's New Year, I'll sell the books." The boss said, "I've kept the books for so many years because of your father."

As expected, his father has great reputation. A scholar can be trusted anywhere.

"Boss, I want to discuss something with you." Ye Xunqing said, "My younger brother has beautiful handwriting. Do you have any copying work? I'd like to find a job for him."

"Your brother can copy books at such a young age?" The boss was obviously familiar with their family situation. "A child prodigy?"

"It's not Xiaobai, it's him." Ye Xunqing pushed Mo Yuyan out, "Give him a chance, let him try."

The boss gave a skeptical look, "Your brothers can all read, right?"

"Yes, we come from a family of scholars." Ye Xunqing said shamelessly.

The boss gave a forced smile, "Oh, you're so shameless." But he also took out a pen and paper and said, "Write a few so I can see."

Mo Yuyan wrote boldly. His handwriting was very beautiful and neat, and looked like printed words.

"You know what, it's quite interesting." The boss smiled. "Alright, young man from the Ye family, your family really is a family of scholars. Just this one character, it would take four or five years of practice to master it."

Mo Yuyan gestured, "Twelve years."

Ye Xunqing was quite surprised, "Amazing."

"Okay." The boss agreed. "Books are easy to sell. If you just copy them, I think it's fine. I won't treat you unfairly."

Ye Xunqing discussed the price with the boss, "How do you calculate the price?"

The boss took out a book of forty or fifty pages and said, "After you finish copying this one, I'll give you two hundred and fifty coins per volume."