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Chapter 128: Ancient Text

In desperation, Qin Fengming did not stop in Fangshi anymore, and headed towards Cangbei City, the city closest to here.

Cangbei City is located to the north of Cangling Lake, the largest inland lake in Daliang Kingdom. Cangling Lake covers an area of ​​one or two thousand miles.

Qin Fengming lowered himself ten miles away from Cangbei City, changed his appearance into a dark-faced young man in his twenties, and walked straight towards Cangbei City in the distance.

This place was very close to Cangbei City. There were many pedestrians walking intermittently on the road, following the flow of people. Soon, he arrived in front of Cangbei City.

Looking at this city, it is no different from other cities we have seen. The same thing is that the city walls are tall and the area is quite large.

When he came to the city, he asked a passerby where the shop selling books was. He walked straight there without hesitation.

When he came to give directions, he found that there were more than a dozen shops on this street, all of which sold books. At this time, the Daliang Kingdom relied on literature to recruit scholars, and the literary style was prevalent. Therefore, shops selling books were also very prosperous.

Entering a bookstore, I found that the bookshelf behind the counter was filled with all kinds of books. There was an old man in his sixties or seventies, sitting on a chair nearby, holding a book with yellowed pages and studying it carefully. There were two clerks there.

Standing behind the counter, one of them is introducing something to a customer.

Seeing Qin Fengming walking in, another waiter immediately greeted with a smile:

"I wonder what kind of books this young master needs to buy. Our store has all kinds of books. Even the works written by famous literary figures such as Feng Han and Yan Wei hundreds of years ago are also very complete. I will definitely not let you down."

Hearing what the clerk said, Qin Fengming smiled secretly in his heart. He didn't know who Feng Han and Yan Wei were. They must have been ancient people from a long time ago. He chuckled and said, "I wonder if you have any books on the comparison of ancient characters and modern characters for sale here.

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When the boy said this, his expression suddenly froze, and he asked in confusion: "I wonder what kind of ancient Chinese font it is? Can you please write a few words, otherwise it's difficult to judge."

Qin Fengming stepped forward and used the pen and ink on the counter to write several words on the crimson scroll on the paper. He raised his hand and handed it to the waiter.

The clerk took it, looked at it carefully, shook his head and said: "These characters look like the fonts of the ancient Li era, but they are a little different. They seem to be older. The specific type of characters needs to be carefully analyzed..."

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Just as the waiter shook his head, the old man on the chair next to him heard Qin Fengming and the two talking, put down the book in his hand, and walked to the two of them.

The waiter slapped his head and immediately said: "You see my brain is not bright. Aren't you, Mr. Wen, a master of ancient prose? Please take a look at what era these characters are from?" As he said that, he put the words written by Qin Fengming with both hands.

The few words I wrote were handed over.

The old man took it and looked at it carefully. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his face immediately became extremely solemn. After studying it carefully again, his old face immediately showed joy. He turned to face Qin Fengming and said: "This little brother,

I wonder where you got these words from?”

Qin Fengming was overjoyed when he saw the old man's expression. He was secretly looking forward to it: "I saw these words in an ancient book. I wonder if the old man can read these words?"

"The words you wrote were written hundreds of thousands of years ago. Nowadays, very few of them have been circulated. People who know them are even rarer, but I can still recognize a few. When I was young, I could count a few.

I took the exam every time, but failed every time, with no hope of success. So I devoted myself wholeheartedly to the study of ancient Chinese. I had seen this kind of writing in an ancient book more than ten years ago, and spent five years studying it, and finally completed the translation of that ancient book.

I don’t want me to encounter such words again now.”

The old man's face glowed red and he said excitedly.

Qin Fengming was overjoyed when he heard this. He didn't expect that this kind of writing turned out to be a font that was written hundreds of thousands of years ago. If he went to other stores, he might not be able to find someone who was proficient in this kind of writing. He didn't expect that he would be so lucky and encounter something unexpected in the first store.

To someone who is proficient in this kind of writing.

"Old man, do you recognize all these words?" Qin Fengming asked eagerly, with a respectful look on his face.

"Of course, I have seen these words before." The old man immediately used a brush to write the current text under each word for comparison.

"My father-in-law, I have many such words. I wonder if I can translate them all. I won't let my father-in-law translate them in vain. I will definitely pay him some silver. It doesn't matter how much. If you have any other requirements, I will definitely satisfy them." Qin Fengming saw the old man.

The reporter translated it without hesitation and spoke eagerly.

"Let's not talk about money for the moment. I have lost my enterprising spirit since I failed the exam three times when I was young. I have long ignored fame and fortune. Although I can quickly translate these words, if they are words I have never seen before,

That will take a long time, I wonder if little brother can wait for such a long time?" The old man's eyes were full of excitement, and he stared at Qin Fengming closely, as if he was afraid that he would not agree.

It turns out that this old man gave up the idea of ​​an official career due to three blows and turned to studying ancient writing. Now seeing ancient writing is more exciting than getting any money.

"The ancient book I got contains about thousands of words. I wonder how long it will take my husband to completely translate it?" Qin Fengming thought for a while and asked.

"It can take as long as a year, or as short as a few months." The old man hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"Okay, just as my father-in-law said, I will go find a place to live now. I will come here tomorrow morning and invite my husband to come over. If I can translate all the words, I will give you a big reward." After saying that, Qin Fengming stood up and rushed.

The father-in-law bowed and said goodbye.

Qin Fengming came to the street, inquired about the location of the Chinese medicine store in the city, and then went straight to a large drug store, which was the largest Chinese medicine store in Cangbei City.

He had thought quickly just now: living in an inn would definitely be extremely inconvenient, so he had to find a house. Although he had one or two hundred taels of silver, it was definitely not enough to buy a house. He could only buy an old ginseng plant on his body.

Only by losing it can you collect enough silver.

This ginseng plant is more than two feet long, with all the skeletal and skeletal features, like a human figure, and as graceful as a living thing. It was originally obtained from the main storage ring of the Fourth Fortress of Juque Castle. If it is placed in the secular world, it will definitely be treasured. But for Qin Fengming

Said, this ginseng is not very useful.

When Qin Fengming took out the ginseng and placed it on the counter, the shopkeeper in the drugstore was stunned. He took it closer and looked at it carefully. For a moment, his eyes were filled with excitement. He had never seen anything like this in his decades of life.

It's a big old ginseng, so I quickly found my owner.

The owner's surname was Wei, who came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He was about sixty years old, with a glowing face and good energy. When he saw the old ginseng on the counter, he was very excited.

Finally, the ginseng plant was sold for twenty thousand taels of silver.
Chapter completed!
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