Chapter 30 Exclusive Copyright
The female shopkeeper's words gave Konjac great encouragement, and he immediately agreed with a smile on his face.
After walking out of the embroidery workshop, Konjac could no longer suppress her excitement. Even though she tried her best to restrain herself, her joy still showed through her eyes and eyebrows.
Cui Qingyi could understand this feeling very well. She thought about how she felt when she received the few hundred dollars she earned as an adult.
"Girl, let's go buy some cakes and some big bones for Wangcai."
Cui Qingyi had no choice but to agree. When they went back, the two of them spent all the more than 100 coins they earned from selling handkerchiefs today. Although they only had two bags of ordinary cakes and two big bones, not only Konjac was happy, but Cui Qingyi was also very happy.
The setting sun stretched the two people's backs very long. Such a day is really nice.
That night, Konjac stewed two big bones for Wangcai to eat. The big black dog seemed to know why he had big bones to eat today, and he strolled in the yard looking very proud.
Ever since she made her first fortune, Konjac has devoted herself to embroidery. Cui Qingyi was afraid that she would damage her eyesight and advised her not to worry, but someone who was only focused on making money would not listen.
After persuading her several times, Cui Qingyi stopped trying and just waited for the novelty to wear off and she would let it go.
After finishing reading the storybooks she had found, Cui Qingyi felt that people of this era might not have been baptized by science and technology, and these authors had more pious imaginations about the universe, the world, and mythological characters.
It's as if those mythical characters really exist.
Without the storybook, and looking at Konjac who was busy embroidering, Cui Qingyi finally felt after more than two months that she should find something to do.
Ever since the Gu mother and son were taken to the county government office last time, the people in this alley seemed to have reached some kind of consensus, and subtly excluded the master and servant of the Cui family.
Although the weather was getting colder, there were still a few people sitting and chatting under the locust tree. When they saw Cui Qingyi coming out, they tacitly stopped chatting and waited until the person walked away before resuming their conversation.
Cui Qingyi found this situation amusing. Living in this era, she had more of a spectator mentality than others. Even the neighbors' behavior of forming cliques could make her feel amused.
As they watched the woman in the cloak walk away, the people under the locust tree withdrew their gazes with a lingering feeling of regret.
"Tsk, how does she make a living as a woman who doesn't even go out to the city to find work?"
"Isn't it said that she comes from a wealthy family? She must have a lot of money on her."
"Tsk, who knows? A woman without a man, who knows where she gets the money from?"
Everyone looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then smiled knowingly.
As their talk grew increasingly outrageous, Sister Li hurriedly put away her sewing basket, stood up, and dusted off the dirt on her body. "Aunties, take your time chatting. I'm going back to cook."
Hearing that she was going back, the remaining people waved their hands casually.
After the people left, those who were busy discussing Cui Qingyi turned their conversation to Sister Li: "Huh, she's so noble, why is she pretending so much?"
"Of course she is different from us. She is the daughter of a scholar."
"She's the daughter of a scholar who was sold."
"Ha ha ha ha......"
When Sister Li returned home, she glanced at Cui's residence and thought of the two little girls who had politely brought her sweet cakes that day, and she sighed silently.
She also knew that once she left, those gossipers would probably use her status as the daughter of a scholar to mock her. But Sister Li had long been accustomed to it. Her father was indeed a scholar, and a scholar who loved gambling.
Her three sisters from her mother's side were later sold by their gambling father. She was considered lucky to be sold to a good family. Her parents-in-law treated her kindly over the years and she lived a happy life.
But no one knew where her two younger sisters were sold to or what happened to them.
In the first year after she married into Huaihua Lane, she was pointed at and criticized every day. Over the years, she finally understood that these people were just bored and wanted to use other people's suffering to highlight their own unhappiness.
But she saw that the two girls were not weak-willed, and were different from her before. She believed that they would live a good life.
Cui Qingyi entered Moxiangzhai. This time, the young shopkeeper did not read a book. Instead, he moved a chair and stared at the opposite side of the street with a bad look on his face.
Cui Qingyi had a good impression of this man. She followed his gaze to find out what had caused him to have such an expression.
Qi Moxuan originally wanted to secretly glare at the guy who stole his business, but he didn't expect to be seen by the customer. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
"Ahem, customers can come in and look at whatever books they want to buy."
Cui Qingyi nodded. The bookstore seemed much quieter than the last time she came, with only two or three people here and there.
After walking around the bookshelf and not seeing the book she was looking for, she walked towards the counter and asked, "Boss, where are the books by Mr. Qingfeng?"
Hearing the name Young Master Qingfeng, Qi Moxuan's expression twisted for a moment, and then he raised his hand dejectedly and pointed across the street: "See? If you want to find Young Master Qingfeng's books, go to the Seven Stars Study across the street."
Cui Qingyi raised her eyebrows, walked out of Moxiangzhai and headed towards Qixing Study across the street.
Qi Moxuan watched helplessly as one of the only three guests in his study went across the street. His nose felt sore and he almost cried.
"Wuwuwu, come back, I just said it casually, don't go."
Qi Moxuan's inner world is extremely rich, but Cui Qingyi didn't bring her mind-reading skills with her when she traveled through time.
She walked into the Qixing Study with great interest. In sharp contrast to Moxiang Study, there were obviously many more people in the Qixing Study. Everywhere she looked, there were people selecting and reading books.
Seeing a customer coming, the servant who was busy checking out casually greeted him, "Sir, Mr. Qingfeng's book is over there. Feel free to read and choose whatever you want."
Cui Qingyi walked in the direction the servant pointed, and sure enough, she saw that there was an empty bookshelf in a very conspicuous place in Qixingzhai, and the four words "Qingfeng Gongzi" were very eye-catching.
This is probably the prototype of columns in later generations. Cui Qingyi sighed that the ancients had very flexible minds.
There are many young men and women surrounding him. It seems that this Young Master Qingfeng is really popular.
"Guests, from now on, Master Qingfeng's books will only be sold in our Seven Stars Study. Please show your kindness."
Cui Qingyi understood why the owner of Moxiangzhai had such a grim expression on his face just now. The books of this Young Master Qingfeng were so popular, and most of the customers of Moxiangzhai probably came for him.
Now Young Master Qingfeng's books are exclusively owned by Qixing Bookstore. It's no wonder that the owner is so depressed after losing most of his customers all of a sudden.
After figuring out what was going on, Cui Qingyi picked out a few of Qingfeng Gongzi's storybooks and went to check out. Perhaps because she had bought so many, the shopkeeper said with a smile, "Sir, next month is Qingfeng Gongzi's birthday. Our Qixing Bookstore will be launching a new series of Qingfeng Gongzi's books then. You must come and show your support."
Cui Qingyi also smiled and nodded, but she was not calm inside.
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