Daily life in the academy

For a while, the storytelling pavilion was filled with constant discussions. Bai Zhi also frowned, recalling the time she met Xiao Qingyu a few days ago. Although he was standing outside the dining hall, she could see his face clearly. It was definitely not as serious as the storyteller said. If he was really covered in blood and flesh, even if he recuperated for half a year, it would be impossible for him to have no scars on his face.

As expected, the storyteller's words can only entertain and cannot be taken seriously.

Baizhi left three cents for the tea, stood up and left to continue walking forward.

Suddenly, she smelled the familiar scent of ink. She looked up and saw that it was a bookstore. Thinking of the only two pens with hairy hair in the academy, she walked in.

There were no customers in the store. The owner was sitting at the counter with a book in front of him, but his head was dozing off.

Bai Zhi coughed lightly, waking the dozing shopkeeper. He subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth, and upon seeing a customer, he immediately stood up and greeted them with a smile: "Young Master, what do you need? I have everything here: writing brushes, inkstones, famous classics, anecdotes, love stories, and other books."

"I want to buy two pens and a piece of paper, and see if there are any books that interest me."

The shopkeeper enthusiastically took Baizhi to the stationery section, where brushes, inkstones, and ink sticks were neatly arranged. He introduced them with a smile: "These brushes are purple-hair, wolf-hair, goat-hair, and mixed-hair. I wonder if there's any brush you'd like, young man?"

Bai Zhi hadn't expected there to be so many things to consider when buying a brush. She had never researched the composition of a brush before. She only roughly knew how long the brush needed to write a certain size of character. She had been here for half a month, and her calligraphy was barely readable. But if she told the shopkeeper she knew nothing, given the profit-conscious nature of merchants, she might be ripped off. She rolled her eyes and said,

"I bought two practical pens and went back to practice calligraphy. Yesterday, my teacher criticized my handwriting as unsightly. I'm really ashamed."

"If you just want to practice calligraphy, these two are perfect for you, and the price is not expensive."

The shopkeeper picked up a medium-pointed and a short-pointed wolf-hair brush and handed them to Baizhi. She took them and tried them out. They felt quite comfortable to use, so she asked, "How much are these two?"

"Thirty cents in total."

Bai Zhi frowned: "Boss, I also need to buy a roll of paper and a few books. Can you give me a lower price?"

The shopkeeper didn't get annoyed by his bargaining. He just smiled and replied, "Young man, you look unfamiliar. This must be your first time in my shop. The two pens you hold are already the most practical pens in our shop. If you don't believe me, you can go to other shops to compare. You can rest assured that I will never cheat you. I hope you will come back to our shop and continue to do business with us."

Thirty coins for just two pens? A dou of rice only costs five coins. It seems that these four treasures of the study were not affordable for ordinary people in ancient times.

The shopkeeper was so confident that Baizhi stopped bargaining and ordered a piece of half-cooked rice paper after he introduced it to her. Then she went to the bookshelf she had been longing for to check out the various books.

As for classic masterpieces, there are a lot of them in the academy's library, which can be borrowed at any time, but this is the novel that Baizhi really wants to read!

There's nothing she can do about it. She's a big novel fan and just wants to read some light novels when she has nothing to do.

The shopkeeper saw that Baizhi had a strong interest in miscellaneous books, and the young man in front of him was serious. When he heard that he was studying in an academy, he thought that he was a serious scholar, but he didn't expect that he also liked this kind of books. As if he had found a kindred spirit, he introduced the general content of each book to Baizhi in a torrent of words.

After listening to this, Bai Zhi couldn't help but admire in her heart that this shopkeeper was really a qualified bookstore salesman. He had read every one of these miscellaneous books and still remembered the general content.

Finally, Bai Zhi decided on a mythological love story called "Two or Three Stories about the Love Affairs of the Sun God" and another one called "The Beautiful Lady and the Handsome Scholar".

To be honest, buying "The Bride and the Scholar" has a lot to do with her current student status. When the shopkeeper saw her holding the book, he had an expression that said, "You know what I mean without him saying anything."

Bai Zhi pretended to look away casually. Her expression was exactly the same as when you are reading a book with a hint of color and then being caught, saying, "Don't worry, I understand everything and I will never laugh at you!"

"Three coins and forty coins in total. This is your change. Please keep it."

The shopkeeper walked Bai Zhi all the way to the door, and before she left, he didn't forget to attract her: "Have a nice day, my dear. Our bookstore has new books every month, so remember to come and patronize us often."

Bai Zhi nodded randomly and quickly left this slightly embarrassing place.

The original book "Sheng'an Fengyunlu" once mentioned that there was a release pond in the north of Xishi, which was connected to Anguo Temple. In the pond, there was a lifelike stone sculpture of Guanyin sitting on a lotus. In summer, the lotus flowers were in full bloom, and there were bright and eye-catching koi in the pond, which was very beautiful.

Although it is only early spring, maybe it will have a different flavor. Thinking of this, Bai Zhi became interested again and walked briskly to the release pond.

"Ziqian, you are sincere to me, right?"

Bai Zhi had just walked to the edge of the alley when she suddenly heard these words. She stopped in shock and struggled whether to go over. But it didn't seem right to suddenly interrupt the couple's love conversation.

While he was hesitating, the weak female voice sounded again: "Zi Qian, you don't have to feel guilty. Since you treat me sincerely, then I will naturally consider you. After all, I still want... still want... in the future..." It seemed like something difficult to say, and the girl was extremely shy.

Then, a male voice sounded, but his voice was low and hoarse. Bai Zhi really couldn't hear what he said. She only vaguely heard words of comfort.

Then there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, as if two people were hugging each other.

Bai Zhi, who was originally thinking about the health pool, suddenly had an idea in her mind. Ziqian... An Ziqian... isn't he the male protagonist of the original book?

So...she just happened to run into the male protagonist having a tryst with one of his confidantes?

Wow!

Lucky you!

It's like a dumb person eating bitter herbs, unable to express his pain!

Bai Zhi covered her mouth, lifted her feet slightly and stepped back, preparing to leave quietly.

"Crack--" A dead branch that came from nowhere broke into two pieces under Bai Zhi's feet. At that moment, Bai Zhi had already thought of various ways to die.

"Who? Who's there?" A slightly sharp female voice came from the alley.

An Ziqian repeatedly comforted him: "Don't worry, I'll go take a look."

In a flash, Bai Zhi had an idea and pretended to see a friend off towards another alley.

"Brother Li, I have an appointment with Master Liaochen of Anguo Temple. Let's say goodbye now." After Bai Zhi finished speaking, she turned around and walked forward as usual.