Thinking of this, he said, "How about this: blank books are one hundred wen each, and two books are two hundred wen each."

"I'll give you three for the price of two." He took three blank books from the shelf behind him. "You've got to hurry and copy the remaining seven."

Fu Ciyi agreed: "Okay."

The shopkeeper put the change back on the counter, took out three hundred coins, and handed them to him along with the one or two ounces of silver and three blank books.

Fu Ciyi put the money away and asked the shopkeeper for a piece of brown paper to wrap the three blank books. Then he went to the bookshelf and looked through the imperial examination books he had always wanted to buy.

When the quarter of an hour was almost up, he left the bookstore.

Yan Funing had already chatted with Manager Liu early on and was now waiting for him at the door of the cloth shop.

Seeing him coming, she waved at him.

Fu Ciyi took a few quick steps and came to her.

Yan Funing pointed at the brown paper bag in the backpack and said, "Shopkeeper Liu gave me another bag of peanuts and sunflower seeds today."

"You went to the restaurant with an empty backpack just to get some food?" he asked.

"What?" She turned and saw that he had also made a paper bag, but his was very flat. "Did you buy books?"

"I guess so."

Fu Ciyi put the paper bag in his hand into the backpack, picked up the handle naturally, and walked into the cloth shop.

Yan Funing quickly followed: "What do you mean by 'consider it'?"

She was very confused. If it was a book, it was a book. If it wasn’t, it wasn’t.

He said yes.

Uh, that’s not easy to understand.

Fu Ciyi didn't answer, but thought to himself, if he wrote a book for her, would it be considered her enlightenment book?