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Chapter 271 This writing style and plot feels familiar

"Some ancient readers exchanged books for them, and some wealthy people gave them as rewards, but they were not useful things, only vases and porcelain."

The system curled its lips. Because there were too many things, it piled them up at the Cainiao Station.

"It's useless. Why not give me something useful?"

In the system's cognition, vases can only be used to put flowers in them, bowls can only be used to eat, and cups can only be used to drink tea.

So useless...

Gui Dongdong blinked and nodded vigorously.

In its eyes, everything in the world is useless except the novels written by Li Wen.

Well...Li Wenshu and Xiaobudian are also two useful people.

What's more, those porcelains were everywhere in ancient times and were indeed useless.

Li Wenshu picked up the vase in front of him. The vase was very colorful and painted with peach blossoms and butterflies in great detail.

The corners of her mouth twitched.

This is another novel about what good things she can get in exchange for a penny.

Li Wenshu carefully placed it on the table and described how to search it online.

Can this be found? Even though it looks like it is worth a lot of money, it shouldn't exist in their world...

I don't even know which dynasty this belongs to.

After searching around, I couldn't find anything.

Li Wenshu got up and went to the Cainiao Station. There were all kinds of porcelain of all sizes placed on the ground. It was obvious that the system could not really tell their value, and some of them even fell to the ground.

Fortunately it's not broken.

Li Wenshu picked up each one and examined them carefully.

Some should be just ordinary antiques.

Some look expensive.

But Li Wenshu couldn't give a direct definition. After all, he heard that some antiques looked ordinary but were actually very valuable.

She planned to study it carefully and then think about the market price.

This is what she deserves for typing every day.

Got rich.

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Wen Xiangyi hurried back to the courtyard with the books she had bought.

I had just sat down and my butt was barely warm when I was notified to meet my mother.

She sighed and got up to leave.

The Wen family is not a very powerful family in the capital, but there are many rules in their house.

Wen Xiangyi had read quite a few ancient Chinese novels before traveling through time. Although they were all fictional and had nothing to do with the original history, he still knew a little about it.

The Wen family is just like the villains in the novel, determined to use every daughter in the family to pave the way for success for the men in the family.

Wen Xiangyi traveled through time when she was three or four years old. Children in ancient times were prone to dying young, and when she traveled through time, the real Miss Wen had already died.

She does not have a free and easy life like those exaggerated ancient Chinese novels.

When she was in modern times, although she was not a very good student, she still remembered a lot of ancient poems.

But she couldn't say it.

The ancients were not fools. The poems written by those poets had a lot to do with their own experiences. If she blurted them out rashly, she would only be suspected and labeled as an alien.

In ancient times, people were very wary of ghosts and gods. Once someone was labeled as a demon, the only outcome would be death.

Moreover, the ancients were very smart. Wen Xiangyi was only seventeen years old before she traveled through time, and was about to take the college entrance examination. In terms of scheming and scheming, she could never beat the ancients.

Although Wen Xiangyi wanted to go back very much, she did not travel through time for no reason. She had already died in modern times, having been hit by a car.

She didn't know if she could return to her original world after dying here. What if she couldn't go back, then her death would be in vain.

In other words, Wen Xiangyi still had a glimmer of hope. If she were alive, perhaps a miracle would happen that would allow her to return home, go to school, and see her family and friends.

Wen Xiangyi is the legitimate daughter in this world. She has three older sisters and many younger brothers and sisters.

Although she is the legitimate daughter, all women in the mansion are treated the same.

Just waiting for the price to rise.

Wen Xiangyi has been in this world for a full ten years, but she has never been able to integrate into this world.

Like a wandering ghost outside the world.

The stepmother in this world did not have much affection for her because she was not a boy, and only a boy could consolidate her position as the mistress of the house.

Wen Xiangyi knelt on the ground, lowered her head and listened to her stepmother's teachings, but returned home a little late.

It's like a big mistake.

I knelt until my legs were almost numb before I was allowed to stand up.

The personal maid hurried forward to support her, otherwise Wen Xiangyi would not be able to get up.

Even so, she still had to thank her for her teachings.

Wen Xiangyi suppressed his anger and left in a timid manner.

Discuss what kind of life an ordinary person who is so cowardly in modern times would lead if he traveled through time and space.

She is just like this, with a belly full of dirty words, and she can only digest it by herself.

Wen Xiangyi limped back to his yard.

My legs hurt so much that I cried.

She wiped her tears with her sleeves and missed her modern parents.

No matter how strict her parents are with her, or how disappointed they are with her, they would never punish her like this.

Her family is not rich, but the greatest hardship she had experienced in her previous life was the hardship of studying.

Although I was born into a wealthy family in this life, I suffered all the hardships that I had never experienced in my previous life.

She couldn't bear the hardship of studying even if she wanted to.

The maidservant was so distressed that she burst into tears, "Miss, next time we must not delay."

Wen Xiangyi wanted to say something about self-reflection. They did nothing wrong in the first place. They were only one or two minutes late at most. Was it necessary to make her kneel for so long?

She is really angry!

But she didn't dare to say it.

He huffed in anger.

I grabbed the novel while crying in a cowardly manner, and turned my grief and anger into reading the novel.

After reading a page, Wen Xiangyi's expression gradually became dull and she stopped crying.

No, this fellow countryman who traveled through time has such a high level of cultural education?

The writing style is almost as good as the real sweet and sour spare ribs.

Wen Xiangyi hadn't read a novel that suited her taste for a long, long time. She felt like she was dreaming back to modern times, hiding in bed and reading a novel.

After being immersed in the story of the novel, Wen Xiangyi felt that the injury on her leg no longer hurt.

When she saw the part about the house fight, she punched her pillow angrily.

If she had the brains and courage of the heroine, she would not be bullied like this!

If she used the heroine's strategy against those people...

Forget it, she doesn't have the courage.

Just be a coward if you want to.

Anyway, she had been a coward for so many years, and no one in the mansion took her seriously. They all rolled their eyes when they saw her.

She was excluded from all conspiracies and plots.

Previously, a younger sister framed someone else and tried to drag her into the water.

As a result, she didn't understand what they were doing from beginning to end.

There were also hints from the language and facial expressions of people from all sides, which she really couldn't understand at all!

Sometimes she really wanted to grab them and yell at them: Why can’t you just say it directly?

Wen Xiangyi couldn't understand how they could be so smart at such a young age. They could take a sentence and dig out a hundred meanings, and all the schemes were linked together.

She was just a bystander and couldn't even keep up.

It is a miracle that Wen Xiangyi is still alive today.

Maybe no one took her seriously.

She felt that not dying early might be the only golden finger for her time travel.

Wen Xiangyi sighed quietly. Shouldn't the time travel be handled by special agents and killers?

Why let her, an ordinary high school student who hasn't even graduated from high school, come?

If she had known that she was going to travel through time, then all those days of hard work preparing for the college entrance examination would have been meaningless.

It's daybreak, time to go and show some affection to my stepmother.

The only thing that Wen Xiangyi is better than the ancients is that she is very good at staying up late.

Thanks to some damn novel author.

She was often so stuck that she couldn't sleep.

Although it has been a long time and she has gradually forgotten the content of the novel she read, she still remembers the feeling of being unable to sleep all night and being stabbed to the point of crying heart-wrenchingly in the middle of the night.

Never forget.

Probably as fascinating as this novel.

She stayed up all night reading but still wasn't satisfied. She persuaded herself for a long time before she was willing to put the novel down.

Talk about it.

This fellow villager's writing style and plot always gave her a familiar feeling, vaguely so that she could hardly distinguish them.

If I could go back to the modern times, I would at least be a great writer on the internet.

Who knows, maybe she had been her reader before she traveled through time.