Dangerous Smile

This was only a thin book. If it was a thicker book, it could be sold for a few silver.

Xue Yan took the 500 coins and put them into her pocket.

These 500 wens were naturally the net profit. Since the brush and ink used for copying books were provided by the bookstore, he only needed to take them back and copy the words manually.

Seeing that Xue Yan was still going to take the ink from the bookstore, Jiang Yue lowered her voice and said to him, "It's better not to do stuff like this. This thing is harmful to the eyes. We don't lack money at home anymore. If we do, we can find something else to sell to Shopkeeper Qiao."

Xue Yan looked at her and decided to let it go when he saw that she really didn't want him to do this line of work anymore.

It was true, they did not lack money.

"We should buy paper. Didn't you want to make a fire piston?" Xue Yan said. making a fire match required the use of clay paper.