Chapter 210 - Bookstore, Transcribing a Book on Medicine (2/2)

After they moved to the capital, Mo Xuetong barely went outside the manor or went out alone. This time, she brought only two maids, Mo Yu and Mo Ye. The two’s eyes lit up after hearing that and then stormed into the carriage with glowing faces.

Though plainly-decorated inside, Mo Manor’s carriage was indeed very s.p.a.cious and cozy. Seats were heavily-padded, and there was a small charcoal brazier in the center, where charcoal was burning brightly. Mo Yu helped Mo Xuetong sit down and smiled. “Miss, where do we go first?”

Mo Xuetong randomly picked up a book by her side, flipped through the pages, and smiled. “Let’s go to Premium Garments. I heard their cloth suited almost everyone. We should be able to pick satisfying cloth.”

Mo Ye told the driver the destination, and then the carriage smoothly drove long.

Mo Yu admiringly looked at Mo Xuetong. “Miss is really amazing. You actually know Premium Garments. I heard many rich families bought cloth for their servants there.”

Mo Xuetong smiled in reply, but it was a sneer that appeared on her face.

How wouldn’t she know? In her last life, she bought cloth for all the servants in Duke Zhenguo’s manor. Nevertheless, she paid the fee herself. One time, when it was also during the new year, she really couldn’t pay the bill, so she intended to visit the d.u.c.h.ess with the receipt. However, before she made it to the d.u.c.h.ess’s yard, Nanny Tian said the d.u.c.h.ess was feeling unwell and she shouldn’t pay a visit now.

For the next five or six days, the d.u.c.h.ess never showed up. Premium Garments sent bills to her again and again. There was no other way, so she sold one of her shops off cheaply to scrounge enough money to pay the bill. Just on the very day, the d.u.c.h.ess recovered.

She fell ill in time and also recovered timely!

She could only blame herself for not noticing the coincidence!

As expected, Premium Garments sold many kinds of cloth. On both floors, there was plain cloth that suited the common people. That being said, the tailoring was nice. Mo Xuetong picked a few pieces and paid on the spot. After having Premium Garments’ people send the cloth to the manor, she led Mo Ye and Mo Lan to the nearby bookstore.

In the morning, she found a fascinating book on medicine at Bai Yihao’s place. The book contained not only the use of herbs, but also herbs’ appearances and origins. Mo Xuetong was self-taught in medicine. In her last life, she didn’t master it. In this life, though she used every minute of her spare time to study, she still didn’t have anyone to coach her. Should there be such a detailed book on medicine, it would be best.

Their carriage halted at the nearest turn of the bookstore. Mo Xuetong put on the cap and went off with Mo Yu and Mo Ye.

It was not crowded in the bookstore. This bookstore mainly sold medically oriented references. Occasionally, they would sell a few latest story-teller’s scripts and books on various subjects. Maybe it was due to the holiday, people were all having fun on the street.

Mo Xuetong searched in the medical category shelf for long, finally, she found a one similar to Bai Yihao’s. Though dog-eared, it was readable.

The shopkeeper was an elder in his fifties and looked scholarly. Seeing Mo Xuetong holding this book, he apologetically said, “Young miss, someone has booked this one. Would you please pick another one?”

“How come? Why is it still here if it’s already sold? Aren’t you tricking your customers into the store?” Mo Yu was upset. Her miss had searched for long, she must have liked the book very much.

The shopkeeper explained. “Because it’s really rare. The buyer booked it and hasn’t fetched it, and several doctors even want to transcribe it. Just now, one was copying it here. Maybe he had something to attend to; he hurried out in the middle of the transcription, so the book is left on the shelf.”

Mo Ye was standing by the side and then he said, “Shopkeeper, how about we triple the price?”

The shopkeeper didn’t seem to surrender. “I really can’t sell it to you. They have already bought the book, and I can’t cancel the order! I won’t sell you even with a tenfold price.”

Hearing them arguing fiercely, Mo Xuetong turned back and gently asked, “Shopkeeper, can people transcribe the book? If it’s convenient for you, can I copy it now?”

The shopkeeper was reasonable, but the buyer was capricious and always blew hot and cold on things. He didn’t know when the buyer would take the book away. “Of course it’s convenient for me if you want to copy it. I don’t know when the buyer picks it up. I’m afraid if he comes early, you might fail to finish your transcription.”

Mo Xuetong already sat down by the window. Mo Yu helped her spread the paper and placed the paperweight. “I’m already very thankful since you let me copy it. It doesn’t matter if I finish it or not. Part of the book can also do.” In the meanwhile, Mo Ye started to grind the ink for her miss. Seeing this female customer so determined, the shopkeeper refrained from saying anything more and let one of his shop a.s.sistants serve the tea.

Time was ticking away, but Mo Xuetong still sat before the desk, transcribing the book for nearly four hours. Because she didn’t know when the buyer would fetch the book, she only selected pages she deemed useful to her. She even drew some rare herbs. Before, because of her disfigured her face, she spent all of her time painting and playing the Qin.

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