NFBE Chapter 66 The Poor Little Guy Who Fell Down on the Back Hill of the School (45)
Chapter 66 The Poor Little Guy Who Fell Down on the Back Hill of the School (45)
The person only took out three books, and they were the kind bound with white gauze paper on the sides.
Traditional Chinese characters written vertically, from right to left...
"It has to be this kind of old book. I don't know if you'll even like it—"
The other party carefully placed the three books in front of Xu Fu.
Then she took out a pair of gloves from her pocket and handed them to him.
Seeing this cautious look, Xu Fu asked directly,
Why didn't you copy it down later? Wouldn't that have been better for preservation?
"This..." The expert was somewhat embarrassed, but finally spoke the truth.
"First, there are some characters I don't understand, and I'm afraid that copying them will not convey the intended meaning."
"Secondly, I have a feeling that these three booklets must contain some unknown secrets."
Xu Fu, who was about to turn the page, immediately stopped what he was doing and stared at the other person in shock.
"So what's the point of showing this to me now?"
"This young man is just my type, and it's only been half an hour."
"I refuse to believe you could find that—"
"Besides, you've been exposed to Chinese since you were little, so I hope you can answer my questions."
"Consider it payment for borrowing the old books."
"Alright," Xu Fu said, opening the first book only to realize he was completely wrong.
"This..." Xu Fu forcefully suppressed his laughter, preventing himself from bursting into tears.
"Master, this first copy is of the most famous Inner Canon."
"And the transcription is incomplete—"
"If you have connections, you can have someone in China buy you a book in traditional Chinese characters."
"We'll know once we compare them back—" Xu Fu quickly skimmed through it from beginning to end.
Only then did I realize that I hadn't misread it; it really was the *Neijing* that I had bought anywhere in China.
Xu Fu carefully put the book down and opened the second volume.
The second volume is thinner than the first, and it's covered with scribbles and scribbles.
But most of them are symbols with a left-falling stroke and a right-falling stroke...
Xu Fu could no longer contain himself and said to the person with a smile,
"This is the score for the guqin—" Xu Fu said, pointing to a certain three-stroke mark on the book.
"This should be the third string of the guqin; you just pluck it when you play."
"This downward stroke should be a downward movement, and this wavy line should be when the left hand presses down on the string."
A slight tremor produced a vibrato—
Xu Fu looked up at the other person and said sincerely, "You can climb over the wall and go back when you have time."
"There are tons of tutorials available online in China now—"
"Moreover, the guqin is relatively inexpensive, starting at three or four thousand yuan, though some can cost tens of thousands."
"This," Xu Fu looked at the few small words on the last page and read them aloud—
"The Song of Breaking the Enemy's Formation, Lanling—"
Seeing that Xu Fu's expression was not good, he reluctantly shut his mouth, then picked up the third book.
After seeing the above text, I remained silent for a long time.
Da Na thought Xu Fu was stumped by him, and immediately rushed forward excitedly.
He said with a smile, "You wouldn't understand, would you?"
Xu Fu, looking pale, pointed to the writing and asked, "Have you never seen writing like this before?"
"Yes, is there a problem?" Da Na asked directly, completely bewildered.
After looking around, Xu Fu found a yellow talisman on a roof beam.
He asked the person, "Could you take that yellow talisman down and let me take a look?"
"Of course! Why not?!" Those who received a Western education never believed in such things from a young age.
After his father passed away, he paid even less attention to these talismans.
Thinking it was trash, I scraped it clean inside and outside the house, then took it outside and burned it...
Right in front of Xu Fu, the other person climbed onto the chair and reached out to peel off the yellow talisman.
Xu Fu took it and quickly began searching through the pages.
Then, pointing to the pattern on the book page, he placed it side by side with the pattern on the yellow talisman.
She whispered to someone, "Look at these two patterns, aren't they the same?"
"W-what?!" Da Na exclaimed in disbelief, discovering that it was exactly the same.
He immediately deflated, his shoulders slumping.
"I've studied this for most of my life, and I genuinely thought there might be some kind of treasure inside."
"I never expected it to be like this—"
"Do you know where these things came from?" Xu Fu asked with a smile.
Dana honestly shook his head, "I don't know anything about this history—"
Xu Fu then spent another half hour explaining Taoist culture to the people.
Yellow talisman paper is used to pray for peace and to ward off evil spirits in the home.
Moreover, those combined characters were used by ancient Taoists to communicate with the three realms and with ghosts and gods.
Then, the message reaches the heavens, recounting the person's difficulties and suffering.
May the gods descend upon humanity and end all suffering...
"Then why didn't my father say a single word to me?" Da Na muttered to himself, lost in thought.
"They might think you don't believe them, or they want you to discover it for yourself—"
"After all, knowledge gained from books is ultimately superficial; true understanding comes from practice."
"Only when you are interested can you explore it yourself."
"Thank you so much for answering my questions—" Da Na stammered, his face flushed.
"If there's anything you don't know, or if you encounter any trouble..."
"Just give me a call—"
"While I can't get you into the White House, I do have some connections—"
"No need for that. I have a favor to ask of you now—" Xu Fu looked at the other party with a sincere expression.
This was the first time Da Na had ever seen someone so eager to climb the social ladder, and he stammered a reply.
"Tell me, there's anything I can help with, I'll definitely do it—"
"I need two shotguns," Xu Fu gestured with his hand.
"You're not a citizen here, and you don't have any identification."
"This is probably going to be very difficult, and you probably can't take it back with you—"
“Make other requests,” Da Na said, looking at Xu Fu with difficulty.
"Then give me their contact information, and I'll go find them myself—" Xu Fu said with a smile.
"But don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble."
"I just want to know the structure and assembly of the firearms."
"And I won't take it back; I'll just throw it away after I take it apart—"
Xu Fu smiled and told lies, realizing that his skin was getting thicker and thicker.
He can lie so easily—
"This..." Da Na hesitated for two seconds before speaking to Xu Fu.
"I'm not sure if the other party can sell the item to people with black hair and yellow skin."
"What if you go, do nothing of value, or get double-crossed—"
"Things are about to get complicated!"
"All you need to do is give me their contact information, and once you're out this door..."
Xu Fu paused for a moment, then solemnly said, "Just pretend I never contacted you."
"Okay, okay—" Da Na nodded through gritted teeth, then went back inside and retrieved a business card.
"The person's phone number and address are above, but you can call and confirm before you go—"
"If the other party is willing to do business with you, they should be able to meet with you."
"If the other party doesn't agree, there's nothing I can do..." Da Na helplessly shrugged.
"Where are they from?" Xu Fu asked in a low voice.
"White-skinned, a local—"
Upon hearing what the expert said, Xu Fu instantly had a good idea.
After all, the gold in that space is no joke...
Xu Fu accepted the business card and, ignoring the other party's attempts to persuade him to stay, left directly with it.
He spent a dollar on the street to make that phone call.
They immediately said they wanted some things, all the latest versions and styles, and 100 shuttles of each.
Before the other party could consider, Xu Fu added that he not only lacked a certificate but also had yellow skin and black hair—
The other party hesitated and evaded the question, refusing to give a direct answer.
Until Xu Fu pulled out his trump card, "I have a lot of gold, and I can use gold to trade—"
"Done, Wele, my friend."
Xu Fu set a time with the person and then hung up the phone with a smile on his face.
Facing the newsstand owner, Xu Fu smiled and placed down ten dollars.
He made a shushing gesture at the other person.
The boss quickly took the money and then went back to his work without even looking up...
Xu Fu hailed a taxi by the roadside and immediately showed the driver the address on his business card.
Xu Fu mentally called out to the system, "Quickly exchange gold bars for me that are worth 100 points each, or 10 points each."
[Ding, the item has been stored in the system space. The host can retrieve it at any time.]
What Xu Fu was most satisfied with about the system was that just a second ago he issued an order—
The system completed the task at light speed in the next second...
Upon seeing the shop, Xu Fu immediately pushed open the door and entered.
The boss was a plump, balding middle-aged man who paused for a moment when he saw Xu Fu.
After Xu Fu greeted the people, the familiar voice reminded the boss of the phone call he had just received.
"Hey Xu, was that the one who made that call just now? You're finally here!"
"Is everything ready?" Xu Fu asked directly.
"Of course, my friend, please come inside—" the owner said with a smile.
Xu Fu was not intimidated and went inside with the others.
Inside was a small, empty office, with a safe on the table.
The shop owner went over, opened the box, and began introducing the three exquisite shotguns inside.
"This one is small and compact, perfect for women—"
"This model has low recoil, making it suitable for adult children."
"This last one is the newest, suitable for adults, and comes with 100 shuttles."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the other person opened the second layer, and the next layer contained a machine gun.
A weapon capable of sniping the opponent from a long distance—
Xu Fu nodded in satisfaction and asked, "I'm very satisfied with all of this. How much gold do you need?"
"One jin—" the shopkeeper said without any politeness.
"Too expensive. Cut it by 25%, and I'll give you a maximum of seven and a half taels," Xu Fu calmly shook his head.
If this weren't only their first day here, I, Xu Fu, would have already planned to double-cross them...
"Ou Xu, you're such a good negotiator, but I'll lose money this way—"
The portly boss shook his head. "I'll cut it by 20% at most—that's all I'm willing to do."
Xu Fu gritted his teeth and could only nod in agreement, then directly called the system.
"Adding the previous gold bars, give me a total of seven taels."