The two of them made their way to the bookstore, the same one Xiaoxiao had visited when she first arrived; surprisingly, the shopkeeper was back and even remembered Xiaoxiao.
"Miss, haven't seen you in a few months."
"Hehe."
Xiaoxiao hadn't expected that the shopkeeper would still remember her.
"Shopkeeper, I'm here to buy some red paper today."
"Afu, quickly go and fetch some red paper for her." The shopkeeper immediately commanded Xiao'er to bring some red paper to Xiaoxiao.
Once the red paper was brought over, the shopkeeper enthusiastically said, "Miss, will these be enough?"
"That's enough, how much silver?"
The shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear, "Miss, I'll give you these. You write me a piece, will you?"
"..." She thought as much, the shopkeeper was so enthusiastic, it seemed he had planned this. Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment; writing wouldn't take much time, and she wouldn't need to spend any silver — this was a good deal, so she agreed.