Su Shi'an thought to herself: It is fortunate that it was she who saw these. If her Second Older Brother had seen them, how indignant and regretful he would have been!
"Sir, why don't you sell this set... these bamboo slips to me?" A flicker of determination flashed in Su Shi'an’s eyes; she decided to purchase them. She thought that if these bamboo slips were given to her Second Older Brother, Su Shirong, he would certainly be able to restore them to their original state. Although paper had become widespread by now, for Su Shirong, these bamboo slips still held a special significance.
Even though everyone had grown accustomed to using paper, there were still some venerable, nostalgia-loving people who preferred to write with bamboo slips. Since the Haitang Pavilion workshop was built, the Su Family had no shortage of high-quality paper. Yet, Su Shirong would sometimes still lament how quickly the world changed. In his childhood, he often saw people reading from bamboo slips; he never expected that he would one day be using such exquisite paper himself.
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