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Chapter Fourteen, Trouble Comes

Zhang Mingxuan looked at a group of people and said, "You are all here to buy Zhu Xian?"

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

"Does your family have it?"

A mixed voice sounded and started to mess up again in an instant.

Zhang Mingxuan immediately knocked on the counter and shouted: "Everyone is quiet, line up to pay and get the letter!"

"Where did you get so many rules for selling books?"

"That's right, that's it! Get the book quickly!" a group of people said impatiently.

"Young Master Zhang, business is booming!" A faint voice appeared at the door.

Zhang Mingxuan looked up and found that it was Du He that beautiful boy.

Zhang Mingxuan immediately clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Du He is here, why didn't you come yesterday?"

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at everyone and saw that Du He often came, and our store was very big!

Zhang Mingxuan's little thoughts were enough for Du He, but he didn't care.

Du He smiled and said, "I had something happened yesterday."

Zhang Mingxuan had a sudden expression on his face. As for what he suddenly realized, let’s guess!

Zhang Mingxuan spread his hands and said, "That's even worse today, the boss is not here."

"I'm not here to find the boss, I'm here to buy books, please get a book called Zhu Xian." Du He said with a smile. He could not see any disappointment.

Zhang Mingxuan said happily: "Okay!"

Take out a book from the counter and hand it out, saying, "Your Zhuxian!"

Du He took out 20 cents of money from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Mingxuan and said, "Your money!"

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned. Unexpectedly, Du He would still make such a joke, not as bad as written in history!

After Du He left, Zhang Mingxuan glanced at everyone and said, "Line in line!"

The figure moved quickly, and in a few breaths, a relatively long book purchase team took shape. Pay the money, take the books, leave! Pay the money, take the books, leave! The team shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the scholars dispersed, Zhang Mingxuan looked at the pile of copper coins in the cash box and the Zhu Xian lowered a lot below the counter. Zhang Mingxuan grinned and laughed happily. He lowered the Qingping Sword in his hand and stretched. When Zhang Mingxuan stretched, he suddenly thought of a question. When did the Qingping Sword appear in his hand? What did he knock on the counter just now?

Zhang Mingxuan suddenly felt a cold air rushing to his forehead, and his gums hurt. This is a pill! Zhang Mingxuan's happiness dissipated immediately. He quickly held Qingping Sword into his palm, checked it carefully, and let it breathe a long breath. Fortunately, it was not damaged. He didn't think about how to damage Qingping Sword with his little arms and legs. It's too high to look at himself!

Zhang Mingxuan put Qingping Sword on the counter, folded his hands and bowed, "Mr. Jian, forgive me! Forgive me! If you look at me, please forgive me!"

Zhang Mingxuan put Qingping Sword in the counter, wiped a layer of sweat on his forehead, and said to himself: "He probably didn't see it, the leader!"

He looked around with guilt, coughed and sat behind the counter as if nothing had happened.

At this time, an old man in a gray long gown walked in leisurely from outside.

The old man came in and glanced at it, and said with satisfaction: "The room is full of books, and the literary spirit is a place to show punctuation marks."

This is a bookstore, isn't it all books? Zhang Mingxuan muttered in his heart.

But he exclaimed with a smile on his face: "The old man has a good vision!"

The old man stroked his meticulous beard and smiled complacently. He turned between the bookshelf, and became even more satisfied and said yes.

Zhang Mingxuan asked in confusion: "Old sir, what's the best?"

The old man looked at the bookshelf and said, "Fortunately, the conspicuous places on the bookshelf are all famous classics rather than some popular books nowadays. It can be seen that the boss is a real scholar!"

Zhang Mingxuan's face turned hot and he coughed. This old man was exposing his shortcomings!

Zhang Mingxuan quickly changed the subject and asked, "Sir, are you here to buy books?"

The old man nodded and said, "Today, in the dictation class in the academy, the article submitted by a student named Zhang Jun is very interesting. Each sentence is distinguished by special symbols, so that the sentences are smooth and the meaning is clear. According to what he said, was it learned in your bookstore?"

Zhang Mingxuan finally knew where those students came from. It turned out that Zhang Jun was making a big splash with punctuation marks! Unexpectedly, Zhu Xian became popular with punctuation marks. As for who Zhang Jun is, I don’t know.

Zhang Mingxuan nodded happily and said, "Yes! Yes! It's a new book in my bookstore."

Zhang Mingxuan stretched out his thumb and exclaimed: "A good book! The author is talented! Great talent!"

The old man smiled and said, "It's good that you are from your bookstore. According to what he said, there are many other symbols in the book, so I'll learn it."

Zhang Mingxuan picked up a copy of "Zhu Xian" and handed it to the old man and said, "Twenty words of sincerity."

The old man took out twenty words from his arms, handed them to Zhang Mingxuan, and took "Zhu Xian" from Zhang Mingxuan, took a look at the name and said, "Zhu Xian!"

He frowned, but he didn't say anything.

The old man walked aside, opened the pages, looked at them twice, and said furiously: "Absurd! Absurd!"

The old man closed the book and glared at Zhang Mingxuan and said, "How could you sell such a ridiculous book? Let it spread!"

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned by the old man's roar. It was ridiculous? Why was it ridiculous! There was no big rebellious words written in it! At most, it was written without immortality and without gods, which was not inconsistent with absurdity!

The old man quickly walked to Zhang Mingxuan, his face flushed, and his saliva flew across and said, "What are you writing about? There is no writing at all, and there is no literary talent, format, and style?"

Zhang Mingxuan was sprayed with saliva on his face and his head was confused.

The old man pulled Zhang Mingxuan's arm and said, "Immediately, remove this book from the shelves immediately. No, I'll burn it!"

Zhang Mingxuan said dissatisfied and said, "Old man, we can't be unreasonable! We sell books well, but if we mess with you, we will burn it."

The old man raised the book and shouted angrily: "Is this a book?"

Zhang Mingxuan said tit-for-tat without giving in: "With paper and words, why isn't it a book?"

The two of them had four eyes facing each other, and lightning was shining in the void.

"What are you doing?" A voice came.

Zhang Mingxuan, the old man immediately stood up and looked at the door.

Li Qingya was standing in front of the door with Yaya in her arms, followed by a pretty maid. Yaya was squinting her eyes and screaming and reaching out to Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan immediately complained to Li Qingya with grievance: "Sister Qingya, he asked us to remove Zhu Xian from the shelves and burn him."

The old man sorted out his clothes and said to Li Qingya: "Are you the boss here?"

Li Qingya nodded and said, "That's right! I'm the boss."

The old man immediately said angrily: "What book do you sell?"

The old man raised the Zhu Xian in his hand and shouted, "Is this still a book?"

Li Qingya ignored the old man and said to Zhang Mingxuan: "The Queen of Zhu Xian liked it very much and sent a group to the palace."

"Ga!" The old man who was pissing off suddenly was strangled. The queen liked it very much?! The maid behind Li Qingya took two steps forward and saluted Zhang Mingxuan slightly. Zhang Mingxuan glared at the old man proudly, took out a stack of about ten copies of "Zhu Xian" from under the counter and handed it to the maid.

The maid held the book with satisfaction and bowed, "Thank you, my son."

The maid bowed to Li Qingya again and said, "I have surrendered."

Li Qingya nodded and said, "Go back quickly! Don't let the queen wait in a hurry."

The maid slowly left the bookstore before turning around and leaving.
Chapter completed!
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