Chapter 8: Finally Got Together With a Rich Woman

Back when Elder Tang returned from his journey to retrieve the scriptures, he became famous throughout the land.

Later, through an introduction, he met a 49-year-old enchantress from a wealthy family. It was his destined tribulation that he couldn’t escape.

After that, Elder Tang didn’t choose to continue spreading the Buddha’s teachings. He resolutely got married and became a live-in son-in-law.

Now he owns a whole street in the capital, a stark contrast to the former Elder Tang in his sixties still performing on the streets.

What do you call a glamorous transformation?

This is a glamorous transformation!

But how can one achieve such a glamorous transformation?

The author lists a few conditions in the book, and the most important one is looks.

In other words, only by being good-looking can you have the possibility of a nice start with a rich woman. This is like a key to open the door. If you can’t even get through the door, no need to think about what comes after.

Also, you need to have a good body and stamina to withstand the rich woman’s passionate nailing and balls. You have to be long-lasting like a Nanfu energy ring, locking in more power – one is stronger than six!

Of course, the book only covers the first half. The rest is Jiang Qin’s own analysis.

Jiang Qin was so engrossed that he accidentally stretched his legs too far and happened to kick the fair jade-like calf across from him.

Realizing his rude behavior, Jiang Qin immediately looked up at the girl across from him. To his surprise, the cool girl quietly withdrew her leg as if nothing had happened, not even moving the book in front of her face.

“Sorry, I was too absorbed in the book just now. I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay.”

The girl in front of him didn’t put down her book or look at him, only giving a faint response devoid of any emotion.

Jiang Qin didn’t mind either. He just turned his gaze back to the book. Twenty minutes later, he finished reading “The Glamorous Transformation of the Third Generation Tang Monk” and gained some understanding of the basic moves for getting together with rich women.

But the question is, where to find rich women?

He had just flipped through the entire bookshelf but didn’t find the legendary book “Contact Information for Rich Women Nationwide”.

If he can’t meet rich women, wouldn’t learning these moves be useless?

Jiang Qin felt a bit disappointed. He casually closed the book, got up to push back his chair, and was about to leave.

Just then, Feng Nanshu suddenly moved the book in front of her, looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, then took the sign on the right side of the desk and placed it in front of him.

[Please return borrowed books to their original positions before leaving]

Jiang Qin’s eyes swept over the sign. His shoulders shrugged slightly, but he still left without a word.

Watching his retreating figure, Feng Nanshu’s eyelashes trembled, a trace of dejection flashing in her eyes.

But she didn’t speak, just quietly put down her book, tiptoed to the other side of the table, and started collecting the books Jiang Qin had left open one by one, intending to put them back.

Just as Feng Nanshu finished tidying up the last book, footsteps suddenly sounded behind her, and Jiang Qin’s voice rang out.

“I wasn’t planning to leave, just went to buy a bottle of water because I was thirsty.”

“Also, I’m really sorry for accidentally kicking you just now. Let me buy you a drink as an apology.”

Jiang Qin unscrewed the bottle of Cool Fruit Juice he was holding and pushed it to the edge of Feng Nanshu’s hand.

This drink was really popular back then, making Sprite and the like its little brother. But later, for some reason, it declined.

But Feng Nanshu didn’t take it. Her whole person seemed to be petrified, frozen in place without speaking, moving or making a sound.

Finally, she clenched her fists, lowered her head and returned to her side, raising her book high again to cover her delicate face.

Jiang Qin felt it was quite inexplicable.

I wasn’t being sleazy just now, was I?

What I did was basically a gentlemanly gesture, right?

Then why does this aloof flower seem so nervous?

But he didn’t think too much about it, just felt it was due to her cool temperament. Then he sat back down in his seat and continued reading the next book.

Three minutes later, in Jiang Qin’s peripheral vision, he saw a fair, slender hand quietly stretch out from behind that “Demon Eye Girl” book, grasp the bottle of Cool Fruit Juice, and quietly retract back.

In the next few days, whenever Jiang Qin had time, he would come to the library and meet Feng Nanshu every time.

The two seemed to have an unspoken agreement, always sitting at the same table, facing each other, but neither spoke, only focused on reading their own books.

But Jiang Qin never came empty-handed.

Sometimes he would bring some snacks, like Teddy Biscuits, spicy pot crisps, shrimp chips. He would divide them into two portions and push the other portion in front of Feng Nanshu.

After a few times, Feng Nanshu also started bringing some snacks.

Like macarons, truffle chocolates, Jenny cookies, and she always put them closer to Jiang Qin’s side.

Although the two had no communication at all, they still interacted tastefully, quite tacitly.

During this time, Jiang Qin finished a book called “Rich Women’s Files” and a book called “Gentleman’s Details”. Feng Nanshu finished a book called “Blue Dog Era” and a book called “Magic Zoo”.

June 13th, the sixth day of summer vacation.

Jiang Qin closed the last book about rich women, placed his hand on the table, propped his chin, and his gaze gradually deepened.

Books contain golden houses, books contain beauties like jade.

He checked online that this sentence was not said by Mr. Lu Xun, but by Zhao Heng, the third emperor of the Song Dynasty. The original text was called “On Encouraging Learning”.

But Jiang Qin felt that he only got it half right.

There are indeed beauties like jade in books, like Feng Nanshu sitting across from him. She really is a feast for the eyes no matter how you look at her.

But there are no golden houses in the books. At least he didn’t find any.

Jiang Qin couldn’t help but look at Feng Nanshu who was secretly eating shrimp chips like a hamster.

She no longer completely hid her face with the book now, but the coolness in her eyes remained unchanged, and she had almost no desire to communicate verbally.

Wait a minute…

A black car with wings?

Has a special driver to pick her up and drop her off, with accompanying security guards?

Macarons, Jenny cookies, truffle chocolates…

Jiang Qin’s eyes widened slightly, thinking his brain was really stupid. He had been thinking about how to meet a rich woman, but forgot that the one sitting in front of him was a rich woman!

At the same time, Feng Nanshu suddenly noticed Jiang Qin’s gaze towards her. Her movements stiffened and she slowly put the shrimp chip she had just picked up back into the bag.

“I didn’t say you couldn’t eat. Keep eating.”

“Oh.”

Feng Nanshu picked up the shrimp chip again and put it in her mouth, but found that Jiang Qin was still staring at her. Her eyes gradually became puzzled.

“Feng, can I borrow some money from you?”

Jiang Qin sat up straight, trying to make his expression look as sincere as possible.

Without a sufficient amount of initial capital, none of the possibilities he considered had any potential. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been thinking about bank loans these past few days. Since it’s all about borrowing money, there’s no essential difference between borrowing from a bank or a classmate.

Of course, when you first meet a girl, even if she’s a rich woman, she won’t lend you money. But we can talk about conditions.

Don’t businessmen like to make a move before having anything solid?

Feng Nanshu blinked in confusion, then fell silent for a moment. She took down the small black leather bag hanging on the chair, took out a pink metal clasp wallet from it, and slapped it straight on the table.

Jiang Qin was directly stunned, thinking that with this manner, she was definitely a rich woman. But the money he was talking about wasn’t a few hundred, but a lot.

“I want to borrow a bit more.”

“How much do you want to borrow?”

Jiang Qin originally wanted to directly state a number, but he was troubled about how much to say. He felt that if he said too much, it would be difficult for the other party, and if he said too little, it wouldn’t be enough. “How about this, you lend me as much as you have. I will definitely return it to you soon and won’t run away with the money.”

After thinking for a moment, Feng Nanshu obediently nodded, “Got it. I’ll bring it for you tomorrow.”

“…”

Jiang Qin was stunned by her again. Since when was borrowing money such a simple matter? Is the world he was reborn in the same as before?