Hu Ji forced a smile: "I didn't buy it."

The girl pulled Hu Ji over enthusiastically and said, "Come on, let's see together."

How could Hu Ji have the heart to read this thing? She laughed dryly and said, "Is this book really good?"

One of the girls said, "Of course, it looks good. Look at how wise and mighty Mr. Fu Yao is, how tough he is, how... Alas... Since I read this book of Travels in the North and then I can't even see other men in the world."

The other girl nodded vigorously: "Yes, I'll miss my life when I saw the young master."

Hu Ji: "…"

Fu Yao was happy again.

Li Shui was a little jealous: I have done so many things, but I have never been missed by others like this. It seems that being an otaku in science and engineering is really not good. I have to learn from those liberal arts students, publish books, and be able to promote myself.

He really wanted to remind these girls that Fu Yao had a full plan this year, only eleven or twelve years old, and was still a child.

But Li Shui thought again... This age was not too young for the ancients. It is estimated that if you wait for two years, you will be able to get married and have children...

Hu Ji found a few quips and came back, and Ying Zheng said lightly: "Stay going."

It is not difficult to find a few people who have read the North Travels, because people on the street are discussing this book.

Ying Zheng even heard several beggars talking about travel notes by the haystacks.

Ying Zheng asked curiously: "Have you read the North Travels too?"

These beggars were a little nervous when they saw a noble person asking questions.

One of them was a little bolder and said carefully: "The villain... the villain read it. Now in Xianyang City, everyone is reading the North Travels, and we feel itchy, so everyone takes out a penny and buys a copy."

Chunyu Yue was a little disbelief: "What? Can the beggar know words too?"

Those beggars looked at me, and I looked at you, and said tremblingly: "Little man, villain doesn't know how to read."

Chunyu Yue: "...what books do you buy if you don't know the words?"

The beggar laughed dryly: "Most of the North Travels are pictures. We can understand everything by looking at the pictures. Moreover, there are people discussing the stories in the North Travels. After listening to them, we can also half-guess what we are talking about."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "Then can you tell me?"

The beggar responded, wiped his hands on his body, and then took out a cloth bag. The cloth bag was clearly made of a piece of clothing. The clothes were torn, but very clean.

Release the cloth bag and there is a clean book inside.

The beggar turned on the first page and started talking.

Everyone found that the plot he was talking about was generally correct, but it was obviously heard from him, and he couldn't understand the following words.

The beggar spoke for three or five pages, Ying Zheng nodded and said, "It's OK. It's rare, it's really rare."

I don’t know who this is rare.

Chunyu Yue had nothing to say. Even the beggars on the street were reading the North Travels. What else could I say?

Ying Zheng was still unsatisfied and said to the beggar: "What do you think after reading this Travels to the North?"

The beggars said, "We all want to go to Beidi County. Maybe we don't have to be beggars when we arrive in Beidi County. But Beidi County is too far away and I beg for a walk. I don't know if we can get there. If Xianyang can also be like Beidi County, that would be great."

Ying Zheng didn't say anything, but took out a ingot of gold and gave it to these beggars.

Hu Ji stood beside her, bitter: It's over, this time it's over.

Suddenly, he saw a Confucian scholar, with a child, passing by in a hurry.

Hu Ji immediately called out the Confucian scholar as if she had caught a life-saving straw.

When the Confucian scholar saw a group of luxuriously dressed and elegant people, he was a little nervous and hurried over to salute.

Hu Ji asked, "Have you ever bought a travelogue in the North?"

The Confucian scholar was a little panicked: "I bought it, but I returned it."

Hu Ji was overjoyed: "Why did you retreat again?"

Chunyu Yue was also waiting for the Confucian scholar's answer with anticipation.

The Confucian scholar said, "I like Dr. Chunyu's hometown of Yao and Shun. His words are beautiful, his eloquent and thought-provoking. I am a little uncomfortable with this travel notion of the North."

Chunyu Yue sighed a little and thought: After all, there are soulmates in this world.

Suddenly, Fu Yao pointed to the book in the child's hand and said, "Isn't this a Journey to the North?"

The child was only four or five years old. After seeing Fu Yao's actions, he hurriedly hugged the book tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that Fu Yao would snatch it away.

The Confucian scholar is a little embarrassed.

Ying Zheng said, "What's going on with this book?"

The Confucian scholar laughed dryly and said, "The child is stupid and playful, and has been coercive and tempted for several months. He has never been willing to read and read. But yesterday he went to a friend's house and occasionally saw this travel notion of the North. He was quite interested."

"The child only read it for an hour and then recognized a few words. Therefore, I think it would be good to buy the North Travel Notes as a book of enlightenment for teaching children to read."
Chapter completed!