Ci Jinzhi

  Chapter 50 Help

   Shopkeeper Hu's soles felt windy, but his hands were tightly clutching his chest.

   Don’t drop the manuscript!

   "Shopkeeper, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Steward Zhao asked wonderingly seeing the appearance of shopkeeper Hu.

   Shopkeeper Hu stopped and said slowly, "No, nothing."

   Manager Zhao's eyes fell on shopkeeper Hu's hand covering his chest, and he couldn't help being shocked: "Shopkeeper, your heart hurts?"

   "Who's heart hurts." Shopkeeper Hu glanced left and right, lowered his voice, "Brother Zhao, come, let me show you something."

  There is a room where Manager Zhao rests in the bookstore. After the two entered, shopkeeper Hu carefully took out the manuscript: "Look."

   "Returning mysteriously—"

   Manager Zhao stretched out his hand, and was suddenly patted by shopkeeper Hu: "Hold it carefully."

   "What baby, you care so much." Zhao Guanshi didn't take it seriously, and his eyes changed after he looked in.

   It took a long time, shopkeeper Hu waited anxiously, and the whole person was filled with excitement, and finally couldn't help urging: "Have you finished reading? Have you finished reading?"

   "Don't talk." Zhao Guanshi kept his eyes on the manuscript, and stretched out his hand to cover Shopkeeper Hu's mouth precisely.

  This is about to change the usual, the shopkeeper Hu started scolding, thinking about his mood when he was reading the manuscript, he endured it.

  Finally waited until Guanshi Zhao had finished reading, Shopkeeper Hu looked expectantly: "How?"

   Guanshi Zhao jumped at the case: "What about the ones behind?"

   Shopkeeper Hu chuckled: "It's gone."

   Seeing Guanshi Zhao like this, he knew there was no problem. Lao Zhao is not a person who likes reading scripts so much, even Mr. Ping'an's book, he likes to read "The Story of Peony".

   "It's gone? How could it be gone? Then what Wang Sheng saw through the window was a human or a ghost?" Manager Zhao couldn't accept the cruel fact that the story not only didn't end, but also stopped at the key point.

   "Whether it's a human or a ghost can only be found out after the next book comes out. Just say how about the manuscript bought by the boss?"

   "The owner bought this?" Zhao Guanshi was shocked.

Shopkeeper Hu sighed: "Yes. Brother Zhao, why do you think a little girl from my boss is so powerful? Brother, I am guarding the bookstore every day. I have read hundreds of nonsensical stories, but I haven't found a decent one. My boss You can meet amazing and brilliant book writers within a short time."

   "How can people be the same as people? You didn't buy a bookstore for 20,000 taels, the shopkeeper." Manager Zhao was still thinking about the unfinished story, "This story is worth buying, so hurry up and print the book."

   "I'm looking for brother Zhao to discuss this. Li Li's matter has sounded the alarm for us. This time, we must not be careless when engraving a new book. Craftsmen only look for those whose identity is in the hands of the owner. The manuscript must be strictly prevented from leaking..."

   Shopkeeper Hu and Manager Zhao discussed the arrangement of engraving.

  Xin You was in the front bookstore, sitting in the position of shopkeeper Hu, randomly picked up a book and flipped through it.

  Xiao Lian whispered to the clerk: "Liu Zhou, I think some chairs should be placed here so that I can sit and read."

   "That's not going to work. If there are too many chairs, there will be more people reading books."

  Xiao Lian curled her lips: "I don't see a few people coming in every day, who is reading a book?"

   While talking, a person walked in.

  Xiao Lian looked over, her expression suddenly subtle.

  The buddy has long been used to He Qingxiao appearing from time to time. When Mr. He is not busy, he likes to come to the bookstore to pass the time.

   "Master He is here." The man warmly greeted him.

  He Qingxiao nodded slightly, and found that shopkeeper Hu had been replaced by Xin You, and stopped.

  Xin You put down the book, stood up and said hello: "Master He."

  He Qingxiao nodded in response, and walked towards the familiar row of bookshelves.

  The hall of Qingsong Bookstore is very large, covered by rows of bookshelves, the vermilion figure soon disappeared.

  Xiao Lian poked at the buddy, and said in a low voice, "There really are people who rubbed books."

  The guy has a serious face: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. He is called Cengshu? It's a face-to-face visit, full of brilliance."

  Xin You rested her chin on one hand and looked in the direction of He Qingxiao.

  This Mr. He seems to like travel books very much.

  Then she withdrew her gaze and fell back to the book in front of her~www.wuxiax.com~ The time was very slow and fast, Xinyou was immersed in the book, and found a shadow falling from above.

   She looked up.

   "Master He is leaving?"

  He Qingxiao's words were beyond Xin You's expectation: "Is there anything convenient for Miss Kou to talk about?"

  Xin You was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Master He, follow me."

  She directly led He Qingxiao to the temporary resting place of shopkeeper Hu, poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Master He, drink tea."

  He Qingxiao thanked her and put one hand on the teacup.

  The man's well-articulated fingers are as white as jade, and his eyebrows and eyes look even more meandering under the scent of tea.

  Xin You was very curious about what Master He wanted to say to her.

  The last time I reminded her that the bookstore was expensive.

  He Qingxiao is not a long-winded person, so he cut to the chase: "I heard that someone deliberately set fire to the bookstore a few days ago."

   "Yes." Xin You replied calmly, feeling a little strange in her heart.

  Master He couldn't just ask her, his boss, to inquire about gossip out of curiosity, right?

   "Do you need my help, check the person who ordered it?"

   At this moment, Xin You was really stunned, and even had a guess involuntarily: Does Mr. He have thoughts about her?

   This guess was only for a moment, and it disappeared when it touched those clear and open eyes, but the doubts deepened.

   Is Mr. He being too kind?

   "Of course I hope to find out the person who instructed the craftsman, but I think it's too much trouble for Mr. He." Xin You said politely.

  Knowing that his words are easy to be misunderstood, He Qingxiao explained calmly: "I often come to the bookstore to read books, and I am very disgusted with the act of setting fire to books."

  He hoped that Qingsong Bookstore could last for a long time.

   "If that's the case, I'll trouble Mr. He." Xin You got up and saluted He Qingxiao generously.

   After Li Li was turned over to the government, he was beaten up. Because the arson did not cause any real damage, he would be released after only a few months of closure. So far, nothing has been found.

  Xin You is not a person who shows off his abilities. If someone is willing to help with something that he can't do for a while without any bad intentions, of course he won't be so foolish as to refuse.

  Xin You's reaction made He Qingxiao relax.

   It is undoubtedly comfortable to deal with straightforward and generous people.

  Xin You sent He Qingxiao out when he met shopkeeper Hu who hurried over.

   "Master—" Seeing He Qingxiao and Xin You coming out of his temporary resting room together, shopkeeper Hu's eyes widened, "Master He?"

  He Qingxiao nodded slightly, walked out of the bookstore.

   "Why is the shopkeeper in such a hurry?" Xin You asked.

  Her calm appearance made shopkeeper Hu feel that he was making too much fuss, so he hurriedly reported the arrangement of engraving the new book carefully.

   "Just follow the shopkeeper's arrangement. By the way, do we have a lot of travel books in the bookstore?"

   "The former old owner likes to collect travel notes, but our bookstore has some, because they are not very easy to sell, they are put away, and only a few books are placed outside."

  Xin You smiled and said, "The shopkeeper put out a few more copies."

  For Master He's help, she can't repay anything for the time being, so let's use a book to express my gratitude first.

  (end of this chapter)