A cloth was laid on the ground, covered with books, and someone was squatting down looking through them.
Upon seeing Su Yun'er enter, the young man immediately inquired enthusiastically, "Wife, would you like to buy some books? These are all the latest storybooks, the stories are absolutely captivating, please come and take a look."
Storybooks?
Su Yun'er's eyes lit up.
I had long heard that people in ancient times also read novels and stories, which were generally called "storybooks" and told romantic or tragic love stories of talented men and beautiful women.
In her previous life, Su Yun'er loved reading novels, including those about domineering CEOs, disabled princes, and beautiful wives with poisonous concubines. She had read hundreds of such novels. However, since coming to this world, she hadn't read any novels for a long time.
Now, this opportunity has arrived!
So she went over and started flipping through the pile of books.
Ancient stories were naturally written in classical Chinese. Although they weren't as good as the texts in our old Chinese textbooks, they weren't as easy to understand as vernacular Chinese either. In addition, the writing style of the ancients was very different from that of her previous life, so Su Yun'er read them a little slowly and couldn't immediately find the interesting parts.
By flipping through the pages, you can roughly tell the quality of the paper and whether the text is clear.
Su Yun'er was looking down at her book when she suddenly heard a frivolous laugh from beside her.
"Oh ho ho, young lady, you're quite shameless, you actually enjoy reading these stories."
Su Yun'er looked up and saw a neatly dressed scholar with a folding fan in hand, smiling at her with a crooked corner of his mouth.
"It's just a book. If you can read it, why can't I? Is the book you like to read something bad?"
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