When a group of people appeared in the study.

Everyone else in the store looked over, but two people did not respond.

They were facing away from everyone, facing the sky outside the window.

A man, a woman.

The man held a book in his hand, holding it a little high.

He was tilting his head, frowning, and with some dancing and joking movements.

The girl stood beside the man, and helped him shake the fan intimately, obviously because she was afraid that he would be hot.

Seeing the man reading a book, with a "puff--" sound, several girls who came in laughed.

"It's so funny, is there anyone reading this book like this?" a girl smiled.

"Xiao Yudian, do you want to say that he is more funny than others, right? And I was anxious to use the wrong word, right?"

"Hmph——" Xiao Yudian snorted coldly, without arguing, but shouted in the direction of Cao Yan, "Mr. Cao."

Cao Yan heard the shouts of Xiaoyudian, and first said "Huh", and it felt like someone called him.

Then he tilted his head slightly and saw little raindrops at the corners of his eyes.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he put the book in his hand behind him.

He stopped the messy movements and slowly turned around.

The long loose hair and the white dress with flowing feeling.

The turning movement was indescribably gentle and elegant.

It has a fresh and transcendent sense of worldliness, just like the immortals above the sky descending to earth.

Of course, without this temperament, the people in Linjiazhai would not have regarded Cao Yan as an immortal.

This continuous action was indescribable, which made everyone present stunned.

"Is there something wrong?" Cao Yan's voice came out.

It made everyone take a breath, and the sound also had an indescribable magic.

Very magnetic! And a mellow masculine charm.

This surprised the women even more and was stunned.

After a while, I came back to my senses from the state of a silly flower.

Then the women looked at Zhang Wenrui and Cao Yan.

He sighed inwardly: "Is this so blind that I think Zhang Wenrui is handsome?"

Compare with the person in front of you.

Zhang Wenrui is no different from the other people, right?

Seeing that everyone didn't speak.

Although Cao Yan felt strange, he still smiled at Xiaoyudian.

Turn your head again.

I went to read his history books in my previous posture.

Lin Ruyi, who was beside him, also turned around and continued to help him gently fan the fan.

Everyone became even more obsessed with this.

The smile is so charming!

And the maid next to him,

Except for Zhong Xinyi's appearance and figure, she is not as good as hers.

Others feel deeply inferior.

...

But at this moment, Zhang Wenrui suddenly smiled and said, "It's a pity that he has a good face." The name he turned around in Cao Yan just now, he clearly remembered that it was a book that was open to the mystery.

After saying this, Zhang Wenrui saw the people around him staring at him with curious eyes and smiled indifferently: "He was reading the book "Entertainment" written by Mr. Nishimura. It should be the young master of the wealthy family who is not motivated!"

Everyone looked at Cao Yan's reading posture, and combined with Zhang Wenrui's explanation, they immediately laughed.

"It's really a pity that I'm a good-looking face..."

"Haha..." Zhong Xinyi also laughed.

Xiao Yudian looked at Cao Yan's back and looked at his lady's careless appearance. He sighed in his heart: "It seems that his lady still has a long way to go if she wants to get married? Master, I have worked very hard, but if the lady doesn't, I am also desperate!"

...

...

In the evening.

Cao Yan walked along the street with a little annoyance.

Books in ancient times were expensive.

A hang of money is about 1,000 yuan, which should be about the same as the 500 yuan of modern times.

And a book is 200 articles, which is 100 yuan.

One pound of rice is twenty cents, which is ten yuan per pound.

A hanging of money is only fifty kilograms of rice.

In other words, a book is worth ten or ten cents.

This is about the same value as modern.

However, in ancient times, food and books were one of the most valuable things.

Cao Yan bought two books and some cheap paper and ink under the strange eyes of everyone. Of course, Cao Yan didn't know that the books he bought were considered enlightenment books, and the cheap paper mills he bought were also considered to be necessary to start learning to write and enlightenment.

Cao Yan felt that after all, he had been watching somewhere for a long time and was not buying something, it would be unreasonable if he did not buy anything.

But after reading it for most of the day today, I only read a few books. I guess it will take several more days for me to finish reading those big rows of books.

Thinking of this.

Cao Yan felt a deep sense of tragedy.

There are only three hundred articles left on my body.

Just now, the two of them only ate a few buns.

And he didn't eat at noon, and it was not until he was hungry that Cao Yan remembered the matter of eating.

In the past, in modern times, it was normal to play games online without lunch, and Cao Yan didn't think anything about it.

But when Cao Yan looked at Lin Ruyi who was following him, he felt a little distressed.

It’s really a pity that she can’t help but endure hardships with her.

It seems that I still have to go there to make a meal at night to compensate her.

An encounter like today is quite pitiful for both of them.

After all, I came here by myself. When I was in the village, I didn’t have a big fish or meat that day?

Otherwise, why would Lin Yueru and the system scold him for eating and gaining weight every day?

...

Of course, people don’t have to be too pessimistic. Cao Yan feels that it’s time to use the power of knowledge.

Cao Yan took Lin Ruyi to an uninhabited pavilion by the Qinhuai River.

He spread paper on the stone table, took out the inkstone, scooped some water from the river, and started grinding it with ink strips.

"Son-in-law, I'll do it." Lin Yueru quickly took the ink stick from Cao Yan's hand and said.

Cao Yan looked at Lin Ruyi, who was grinding ink, and sighed in his heart. Alas, I don’t know how to write the calligraphy in the brush. Will writing it into a ghost talisman later affect his glorious image in Lin Ruyi’s mind?

But just as Cao Yan grabbed the brush.

The system prompt sounded again.

"Discover pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"The calligraphy and painting skills will be activated soon."

"Writing 0"

"Painting 0"

This made Cao Yan shout in his heart, "Brother, I love you so much."

Cao Yan hurriedly entered the system and looked at these two skills.

In fact, to be precise, it is about looking at writing skills, after all, there is no need to use painting now.
To be continued...