Chen Tian immediately wanted to reject Kuang Mo and even wanted to scold him.

Before he could speak, Kuang Mo continued, "Shopkeeper, I am old and my talent is not as good as when I was young."

I really don’t dare to hope to become the shopkeeper’s apprentice, so I ask you to teach me the skills of writing and ink.

I just want to be able to follow the shopkeeper, stand by and watch the shopkeeper write, and understand one or two things.

I don’t have much to help the shopkeeper do, I can do odd jobs, move things, and help you organize your bookcase.

Of course, the shopkeeper doesn’t need to pay me a salary. My property is still relatively thick and I have tens of thousands of high-quality spirit stones..."

"Don't say it again!"

Chen Tian interrupted Kuang Mo's words when he heard tens of thousands of high-quality spirit stones.

High-quality spirit stone!

Refund tens of thousands of dollars!

This old man...No, this old man is also a practitioner.

It depends on his assets or a higher level of practitioner.

But since he was able to put down the arrogance of the practitioner, he knelt down with me.

This shows that he is a more fanatical pen and ink lover than Su Tinghe.

Chen Tian is very confident in his pen and ink skills, and no one in the world can surpass him.

Moreover, there are already three monks around me, and there are really not many more one more.

Chen Tian thought about it again and again, saying, "I see that you are sincere, so stay by my side and be a book boy!"
Chapter completed!