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Ruan Siyi looked complex and touched these things without talking.

The next day he asked Qiao for two liang of silver. He didn\'t say what to do, and Qiao didn\'t ask.

In the evening, he came back with a special bookcase. It\'s the kind of box with a width of one foot and a half and a height of half a person. It can not only be carried behind, but also be a simple small desk.

The next day, he went out with the bookcase and pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

It is easier to think than to do.

When Ruan Siyi went out with the bookcase on his back, he didn\'t feel it. When he saw the place he looked forward to in advance, he stood there stunned for a long time and didn\'t put down the bookcase.

The streets were crowded with people. There are vendors on both sides shouting for a living, and he will also make a living in such a place.

Ruan Siyi stood there, and a strong sense of shame and shame invaded his heart.

"Hey, are you a scholar? I wrote a letter and I\'m waiting for something."

When he looked sideways, a woman in her fifties stood there and looked at him impatiently.

"Swing, swing."

He put the bookcase down mechanically, took down the small stool on it, took down a thin plate to pad it on the bookcase, and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the side cover.

Ink was polished in advance. He walked carefully and didn\'t spill it. Spreading out a piece of white rice paper, he took a deep breath and whispered to ask the aunt what she needed to write.

Like a regular letter writer, the aunt spoke quickly.

Ruan Siyi listened and considered. After polishing, he wrote the first letter to someone in his life. After writing, he took it up and repeated it to the aunt like others.

After hearing this, the aunt hurriedly said, "can you write a letter? I can\'t understand what you write. If you can\'t write, I\'ll find someone else."

Ruan Siyi blushed and didn\'t know what to say.

He was a little confused. He didn\'t understand why he didn\'t write well. He was proficient in all kinds of poetry, songs and Fu. How could he not even write a letter well.

His mind suddenly flashed through his aunt\'s sentence "I don\'t understand". He suddenly realized it and hurriedly said, "madam, I\'ll rewrite another letter for you."

"Then this letter is not money?"

Generally, writing letters for people is charged by paper. For one page of letters, you only charge three Wen for your own paper. If you don\'t bring your own paper, it\'s five Wen.

Ruan Siyi smiled bitterly and said, "it\'s not necessary."

With that, he hurriedly wrote the book. Just a few moments later, another vernacular letter came out.

Seeing that he wrote so fast, the aunt was a little surprised. "Are you right? I didn\'t even start dictating, so you wrote it?"

Ruan Siyi certainly understood what the aunt meant. His memory was always good. It was only after a short time that he would never forget it.

Seeing that the aunt didn\'t believe it, he took up the letter and dictated it again.

After hearing this, the aunt looked at him in surprise and said, "you are a good scholar and have a good memory. You don\'t know. My daughter married to a foreign country and has to seal a letter every few days. I\'ve written all the letter writing stalls in the street. They want me to repeat it several times every time to finish one letter."

Ruan Siyi was happy and bitter, and said, "thank you for your praise. It\'s nothing."

The aunt touched out a "Min Feng" and handed it to him, "you help me pack it up and write sun Yuejiao\'s kiss on the cover."

"OK."

The aunt took the letter and left happily, leaving five copper coins.

Ruan Siyi looked at the five dirty copper plates and stayed for a long time