"Zizhi Tongjian Gangmu, Daxue Yanyi, Qian'an County Chronicle, Elementary School, Confucius Family Sayings... and this pile of Four Books Couplets?"
Xie Ying flipped through the two piles of books that Xie Shanyuan brought from Qian'an County, raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at the long-servant standing in front of the hall with his hands hanging down, and asked with a smile: "You have been preparing for money, cars, and people at home for so long, and you brought more servants than I bring with me when I go out, and you only bought a few books? These books are not as big as the silver box you moved, right?"
The steward standing next to the table could hardly hold back his laughter, and the guards who followed him to Qian'an also showed a hint of disdain, thinking that Xie Shan was making a fuss out of nothing.
Xie Shan's face turned red and then pale, and he said aggrievedly: "Isn't it for the sake of doing this job? It was the master who said that the young master of the Cui family was upright and noble, and didn't know worldly affairs. I thought that even if his family had a shop, the business wouldn't be very good. Who knew that before I found his bookstore, I met several groups of people on the road going to Qian'an to buy Cui Meiren's paper. When I arrived at his shop, it was even more..."
He recalled the life-size picture of Wan Ning Qiu Si hanging on the wall when he was waiting in line in the store. His cheeks couldn't help but turn red again. He swallowed and said, "The beauty in the picture is prettier than the picture paper. No, it's prettier than the real beauty. My lord, you haven't seen it with your own eyes. Even the little Yu Sheng who sings the female role in the Yunyang troupe is not as beautiful as her!"
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