Dajiang is a free meal. In addition to free meals, it is just to protect the safety of his wife. As for May, she would just not bully others.

It is difficult for her to be bullied, as long as she doesn't forget that she has been learning martial arts since she was a child.

After they finished eating, Xiao Mochen couldn't come either.

Lu Lingxi packed two pieces of ground-pot chicken, spent another twenty cents of errands, and found a little brother to deliver it to the Xiao family.

After dinner, the three of them walked around the Baiweilou, just to wait for Xiao Mochen.

After all, Xiao Mochen said that she would wait for him in Baiweilou. If he came over and was out of here, it would be bad.

The location of Baiweilou is quite good, but a small bookstore is just a hundred meters away.

The name is Baiwei Bookstore, and it looks very similar to Baiweilou at first glance.

"Shopkeeper, are your boss and Baiweilou the same family?" May asked directly.

May, who was caught by Aunt Zhao, recognized a lot of words.

The process of recognizing words is of course painful. Even if you use charcoal pen to write and draw on the ground, it is really tiring!

Who would have thought that after selling himself as a maid, he would start learning calligraphy? May was heartbroken and wanted to cry, but it was useless to be cute.

Aunt Zhao received strong support and approval from Ling Xi. She was selfless when she was literate and could not skip school.

"No, no, no, our shopkeeper is the shopkeeper of the bookstore on the other side of Academy Road, and I have a branch here."

The thin shopkeeper replied, "It's not that the shopkeeper was so crowded that he was too miserable, so he hurriedly opened a branch to share some firepower."

During this period, Mr. Xin You and Mr. Sheyang's book and paintings became popular in the entire city of Hexi.

The first former Mr. Langbashan was a bit like the westerly wind of yesterday and a little cool.

As for the hardcover poetry collections of Mr. Wan Feng, the high price made the people who were awake later and reduced a lot of enthusiasm.

Of course, because of the rumors among the students, I analyzed the collection of poems by Mr. Wan Feng, each poem and every poem. After the analysis, some people boldly speculated that this collection of poems did not seem to be written by the same person.

Therefore, three people became tigers, and the collection of poems by Mr. Wanfeng gradually sold much less.

As soon as Lingxi and May Dajiang entered the bookstore, the silent bookstore became noisy.

"Shopkeeper, what about the Journey to the West by Mr. Sheyang who ordered my lady?"

"Shopkeeper, what about the book about Mr. Xin You who ordered by my young master?"

"My lady is here first, you wait."

"Where did you come from? My young master is Mr. Song from the city."

"Why don't you go and talk to the shopkeeper, can you tell me about the lay Buddhist Sheyang and update it quickly?"

"Shopkeeper, Mr. Xin You's words are written too slowly. Why don't you tell me Mr. Xin You's address and I'll urge you to update it."

"Shopkeeper, this is a letter I wrote to Mr. Xin You. Can you help me hand it over to Mr. Xin You?"

"Shopkeeper..."

The thin shopkeeper was immediately overwhelmed by the crowd.

He is irritated!

He was already used to it. After Mr. Xin You's book came out, and the painting book of Mr. Sheyang's layman also appeared. With the double blessing, the shopkeeper of his branch almost had to experience the crowds every day.

The thin shopkeeper, his hands were trumpet-shaped, covering his mouth, and his energy sinks into his dantian.

"Everyone, be quiet, line up, there's nothing if you don't line up!"

"Or you'll eat me!"

The thin shopkeeper learned the boss's big trick, and he could subdue shopkeeper Li on the opposite side every time.

Lingxi knows the charm of Journey to the West, and is unstoppable.

But she didn't expect that most of the people who bought her Journey to the West were students.

An, she thought that most of the people who bought Journey to the West would be young boys.

Does she overlap with the target group of Mr. Wanfeng? Hahaha, so happy.

Wuyue and Dajiang were both a little stupid. When he rushed in from the crowd, he covered Lingxi and Mayyue and went to a remote corner, so he could not be squeezed into it.

The family knew that Journey to the West was written by Lingxi, including Aunt Zhao, Xiao Mochen and her personal maid, May.

The river is elusive, so naturally he knows that the lay Buddhist Sheyang is Lu Lingxi.

"Madam, you..."
Chapter completed!