The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Ce with a pained expression on his face.

He couldn't help but smile and said: "If Mr. Zhao doesn't need these arithmetic books frequently, he can come to our bookstore to copy them every day."

"The price will be much cheaper this way."

It takes several hundred words to buy a book.

Copying a copy yourself, plus the cost of materials, only costs a few tens of pennies.

However, Zhao Ce is not the kind of person who "only reads books from sages". He still has a lot of things to do.

When I first traveled through time, I thought that if I couldn't make any money, I could copy books to help support my family.

Now he doesn't have so much time and goes out to copy books every day.

Zhao Ce waved his hand and said, "Thank you, shopkeeper, but I'd better buy it directly."

The shopkeeper didn't say much and asked the waiter to pack it quickly for him.

He also said with a smile: "Master Zhao is a great talent and has saved so many people."

"Although our bookstore can't contribute much, we can still build some small items for Mr. Zhao, which can be regarded as a thank you gift from the people."

With that said, he asked the waiter to cut a piece of rough paper for him.

After everything was packed, Zhao Ce took it and thanked the shopkeeper directly.

The shopkeeper of the bookstore said with a smile: "Master Zhao, walk slowly."

Then let the guys take them out.

After the guy sent Zhao Ce and the two out, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, I was the one who was negligent."

Zhao Ce nodded lightly and said, "Farewell."

Finished.

He pulled Su Caier behind him and left.

The waiter looked at them walking away and slapped his mouth lightly.

"You obviously think that others are extraordinary, so why are you so negligent?"

Zhao Ce is now very popular in the city.

When the disaster is over, he will probably receive a commendation from the county government.

This guy just hates his lame eyes.

You can clearly see that someone else's demeanor is not that of an ordinary farmer, yet he actually evaluates people based on their clothes.

...

Zhao Ce took Su Caier back.

We were going to find an ox cart at the city gate and let him take it directly to the ceramics factory on the western outskirts of the city.

When the two of them walked back to the street.

Su Cai'er saw that the books her husband bought were so expensive, so she stopped holding her hand.

I just wanted to walk on the other side of the books to protect them in case someone bumped them.

Zhao Ce said funnyly: "Books can't be damaged by collision."

Said.

Without any explanation, he pulled the little girl back again.

While holding the little girl's hand, she held the book.

The bookbox at the back is filled with cotton and newly cut cloth.

Zhao Ce himself thought it was indeed a bit funny.

It seems that since time travel, his book box has been filled with almost everything.

I just haven’t packed the books...

Just thinking about it.

A middle-aged man walked out of the alley next to him.

"You two, want to be ancient..."

Zhao Ce's eyes moved towards him.

This middle-aged man is not the same person as the one who just sold antiques.

However, the wooden box he held in his hand was similar to the one sold to Ding Wenxuan.

Seeing Zhao Ce wearing a coarse cloth shorts, he said somewhat unfavorably: "This little lady is so well-dressed, I thought she belonged to a rich family..."

After saying that, he walked forward with a natural expression.

Zhao Ce looked at his back, his eyes flashing.

Su Cai'er also recognized him and whispered: "Husband, are he and that person just now together?"

Zhao Ce smiled and said: "Forget it, let's go."

In this matter, it was not his turn as a farmer to act bravely.

After all, the victim is not him.

And these people are all in gangs.

The middle-aged man just now, and this person.

There are probably others in the dark, watching.

If nothing goes wrong, Zhao Ce doesn't want to cause trouble.

Anyway, Ding Wenxuan bought them all and said he would give them to his wife, Liu Xiucai.

If these two people had some skills, they would probably be able to tell that the antiques in their hands were fake, right?

When the time comes, wouldn't it be more weighty for a scholar to speak out than for a farmer to speak out?

Zhao Ce shook his head and pushed the matter out of his mind.

He took Su Cai'er to the city gate.

After renting an ox cart, we went directly to the Ci Kiln on the western outskirts of the city.

The shopkeeper of the grocery store was indeed right.

After Zhao Ce reported his name, he received a warm reception.

Su Cai'er also followed and sat next to him.

The reception room is filled with ceramics and brand new dishes.

Su Cai'er looked at it curiously.

After the waiter served tea, he said to Zhao Ce: "Master, please wait a moment, our steward will be here soon."

When the guy was about to retreat, he saw Su Cai'er's eyes moving towards the ceramics on his side.

But that look was quickly withdrawn after seeing him.

The guy felt like he saw something different.

Just wanted to take another look.

Zhao Ce over there had already coughed lightly.

The guy just came to his senses.

He has offended someone else's wife.

He quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to see when the steward will come."

After saying that, he quickly exited the reception room.

Su Cai'er looked at Zhao Ce next to her and asked in a low voice: "Husband, my eyes..."

She was a little too relaxed just now.

If others see your eyes, it may cause trouble to your husband.

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "It's okay."

"Even if you are discovered, there is no need to be afraid of them."

Anyway, he can always protect such a little thing.

Su Cai'er pursed her lips, but couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She said: "My husband is so kind..."

The two of them whispered and whispered.
To be continued...