In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 51 The True Classic of Nanhua, the first chapter of the Zhuangzi

I can cure the Spring and Autumn Annals? Bah!
I almost blurted it out.

"Shopkeeper, do you only sell books here?"

Xie Lingxin walked around the shop, looking at the books on the shelves as she spoke.

The shopkeeper's smile remained unchanged as he bowed slightly to one side, saying, "Young master, you are mistaken. How can the books of sages be redeemed? We do not sell books here. It is only because you are kind-hearted and want to make things convenient for poor scholars that you have opened this bookstore so that people can copy scriptures."

"Oh right, so do you buy books?"

Whatever you say is what it is.

Xie Lingxin had no interest in discussing whether the classics could be sold, and went straight to the point.

The shopkeeper looked surprised and sized Xie Lingxin up and down: "Young master, are you having some trouble with your money?"

He already assumed that Xie Lingxin was from some wealthy family and was short of money, so she had probably stolen some scriptures from her family and wanted to exchange them for some money.

This is not common, but it is not uncommon either.

That's how some of the scriptures in the shop came about.

However, they don't accept just any book; they have to find out the details first.

Each scripture represents the essence of its respective school; how can it be easily shown to others?

If you take it casually, you might make enemies.

Of course, if the scriptures are valuable enough, then the feud can be resolved.

Xie Lingxin didn't hide anything: "It is somewhat inconvenient."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "I wonder which classic text the young master wishes to sell? May I have a look?"

Xie Lingxin waved her hand: "I don't have any books."

The shopkeeper's smile faded slightly: "Young master, are you joking with me?"

"I don't have the time or inclination for that."

Xie Lingxin ignored his displeasure and stopped looking around: "Shopkeeper, I see that you have quite a few books here, but nowadays people are so fond of metaphysics, why don't you have any Laozi or Zhuangzi's teachings here?"

The shopkeeper said, "Young master, you jest. In this day and age, scholars and officials are fond of metaphysics, so the classics of Laozi and Zhuangzi are even more valued by the people. Those who possess a collection of Laozi and Zhuangzi books in this world are all noble people."

"Where in my place do we have such a rich heritage?"

At this moment, Liu Sanxian and the others behind him were dumbfounded.

Liu Sanxian, his eyes wide and blank, asked, "What are they talking about? Old Village what?"

"..." x3
That’s unethical!
The three looked at each other and shook their heads again.

Cui Hong asked thoughtfully, "Zhu Wenjie, are you very familiar with him?"

Zhu Wenjie's eyes darted around, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's cooked!"

We took classes together for a few days, and I even helped my crush pursue him! Of course we're close!
Cui Hong then asked, "What's his background?"

Judging from Xie Lingxin's speech and manner, he knew she could never have come from a slum.

Although he couldn't understand much of what these words were saying, he knew that even people from large clans wouldn't be able to say them.

He once followed his grandfather and had the good fortune to meet a scion of a prominent family on another planet. The scion's manner of speaking was somewhat similar to Xie Lingxin's.

What is a hereditary family?

Only clans that have survived for at least a thousand years can be called a prestigious family.

These aristocratic families are the true masters of the Federation.

For most large families, being able to exert their influence in a city is already quite an achievement.

Some powerful families can even control an entire planet!
The so-called powerful clans of Leizhou are nothing in their eyes.

Zhu Wenjie thought for a moment and said vaguely, "Then you'll have to ask him yourself."

Xie Lingxin was unaware of the whispers among the group and was secretly delighted.

"Shopkeeper, if I had it, how much would you pay?"

The shopkeeper was taken aback, then overjoyed: "Young master, you actually possess such a precious scripture? I wonder which famous Lao-Zhuang classic it is?"

Xie Lingxin shook her head: "I don't have any books, they're all here."

He pointed to his head and said, "There isn't a single book, just one chapter. Have you heard of 'Free and Easy Wandering'?"

The shopkeeper was shocked: "The True Classic of Nanhua, the first chapter of Zhuangzi?!"

Xie Lingxin praised, "Shopkeeper, you have exceptional insight."

In this day and age, it is not easy for a bookseller to have such insight.

"Young master, are you truly willing to sell...?"

The shopkeeper spoke with a mixture of excitement and caution. He didn't care about the other party's background.

Anything would be worth it if I could just get a copy of "Free and Easy Wandering"!

Xie Lingxin chuckled: "That depends on how much the shopkeeper 'likes' it."

The shopkeeper's eyes darted around a few times, then he carefully held up one finger, fiddling with his sleeve: "This amount?"

"Ok?"

Xie Lingxin was guessing how much it was.

The shopkeeper, however, thought he was complaining about the amount and quickly held out a hand: "Five hundred! Five hundred strings of cash!"

"Young master, I guarantee that if you go to another place, you will never find one with a higher price than this!"

Five hundred strings of cash?
Even if Xie didn't know the prices at that time, he would know that this number was not small.

The phrase "having immense wealth" has been a symbol of riches in any dynasty.

That's one-twentieth of a ten-thousand-coin fortune, it shouldn't be a loss, right?
Anyway, it's just an emergency within the domain. No matter how much money you have, it will all be for nothing when you leave.

Without hesitation, he said, "Okay, but you'll have to do me a favor, shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed: "Young master, just tell me!"

Do you have paper and pen?

Paper and pens are precious items, but the shopkeeper wouldn't care about such things now, and called his assistant to prepare paper and pens.

Xie Lingxin wrote down a few things on the paper: "Shopkeeper, could you help me prepare some things?"

"All the expenses will be on my pay."

He also refined Huang Shenyue's items, which solved the problem at the same time.

He turned to the group and asked, "What do you need to prepare?"

The four of them seemed to awaken from a dream.

Liu Sanxian was the first to excitedly run over.

After all, they had taken the lesson and knew that they couldn't speak carelessly in the realm.

In front of the shopkeeper, he suppressed the urge to ask Xie Lingxin more questions.

She grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "Are you sure you can handle this? I won't be responsible if you get kicked out."

Xie Lingxin rolled her eyes: "You're planning to do something, just say it."

Despite his suspicion, Liu Sanxian slowly described what he wanted.

Cui Hong exchanged a glance with Zhu and Huo, and then stated what he wanted.

Xie Lingxin wrote everything down on paper.

The shopkeeper glanced at them. Weapons? That's not surprising. The jade, cinnabar, yellow paper... those were mostly strange things, but nothing too difficult.

He agreed immediately.

"Um, young master, I don't know..."

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands together and pointed to the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.

Xie Lingxin understood, smiled, and picked up her pen to write.

The shopkeeper stood to one side, personally serving Xie Lingxin with writing materials. From the moment Xie Lingxin wrote the first character, his face was beaming with joy.

Liu Sanxian's mouth was half open as she stammered to Zhu Wenjie and the others, "He...he really knows how?"

Huo Shan couldn't hold back any longer and secretly nudged Cui Hong: "What did he write?"

"..."

Cui Hong's face twitched slightly.

You're asking me? I don't know either!

Huo Shan retorted, "Hey, aren't you a top student?"

Cui Hong resisted the urge to retort: ​​"A top student? Even a professor might not understand this stuff!"

Although the Kyushu Federation's script is inherited from Earth, it has evolved over many years and experienced a break in the Great Cataclysm, so there are still many differences between the two.

It is not uncommon for members of the Federation to become illiterate after entering the domain.

Moreover, Xie Lingxin was writing in traditional characters at this time.
Not only can they not understand the articles, they now even doubt that they are illiterate.

Zhu Wenjie was no longer surprised; he just grinned foolishly.

He really is the man I admire!
(End of this chapter)