The three of them stood next to the tail of the most famous Wall Street copper bull in New York, and asked a passing brown-haired girl to take a group photo of the three of them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know if there are a lot of talents in the summer vacation, or if there are usually so many people, anyway, Tang Wen, who was going to take a photo with Niu Tou, waited for five minutes and didn't get a vacant seat. So the three of them had to choose the oxtail that no one loved.

"Eggplant!" exclaimed Helen, who had just learned to shout. I don't know why, but this American girl seems to like this word very much.

"Don't be like her, after all, New Yorkers have never seen much of the world!" Tang Tang waved his hand angrily. Tang Wen smiled wryly.

Of course, these attractions are just ordinary for Helen, who grew up in New York, and Tang Tang has been here a few times. So, in addition to the iconic location, the three of them occasionally come to take a group photo. It was the two of them who took turns to be Tang Wen's photographer.

There is no pattern for a few people to walk, and what surprised Tang Wen a little was that Wall Street was famous many years ago. In fact, the whole field is less than a kilometer, which is much weaker than the Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street in Pearl City.

Along the way, Helen served as the tour guide, pulling Tang Wen on the left and Tang Tang on the right, pointing to the famous buildings and explaining: "This is the Bank of New York Building, which one in front is the New York Stock Exchange Building." You also know from the movies that the people who work in it are financial vampires..."

"It used to be the main building of JPMorgan Chase, but they have long since gone bankrupt and are now rental apartments. There were a lot of people jumping off the building? Unfortunately, I didn't see any. Yes, and the original trust company over there is now a rental residential building, and it is also bankrupt..."Helen's voice was full of regret, thinking that it was because she didn't see the jumping activity she wanted to see.

The three of them wandered around the financial street for a while, and looked at a bunch of high-rise buildings that were not particularly special. I came to a place called Trinity Church. As an atheist, Tang Wen could not see any difference between this church in the center of the world economy and other churches.

After sitting in the church for a while, the three ran to the Statue of Liberty. However, it is shameful that it is enclosed for admission. Tang Tang criticized it very unhappily and did not pay for it. pulled Tang Wen on the subway and left. Helen pursed her lips at the end, knowing that Tang Tang was simply not going to go shopping again.

For the next few days, Tang Wen was dragged around like a marionette. But overall, I was still very happy, the road was crowded, and Tang Wen ate Helen's tofu many times intentionally or unintentionally. To his heart, Helen didn't seem to care, only smiled at him occasionally.

However, it is not without a price to let Helen be a tour guide, every time it is time for lunch or dinner, she looks at Tang Wen expectantly. Because Tang Tang must be immune to her gaze.

Over the past few days, Tang Wen was surprised by her appetite, from sweet and sour tenderloin, shredded pork in Beijing sauce to boiled meat and spicy chicken. This girl has a wide range of tastes and is basically not picky, as long as the ingredients are not too strange, she seems to dare to taste anything. Including the snake soup that made Tang Wendu frown, she also sent a big spoon to her mouth. Tang Wen smacked his tongue when he saw it. I think that eighty percent of the previous life was also a Chinese, and it is estimated that it must be from the GD area.

That afternoon, Tang Tang checked materials at home to prepare his summer vacation papers. Helen and Tang Wen arrive in Chinatown outside of Flushing.

Helen pointed to the Tang character on Chinatown and said, "Is that your last name?"

"Yes, that's my last name. But the word Tang comes from a dynasty that was a thousand years ago..."

The two of them walked and talked. They came here to buy some ingredients for hot pot at night. Helen, this girl doesn't like seafood pots, prefers red oil pots. Tang Tang's sister and brother can eat anything, so they let her go. Tang Wen followed by a walk around Chinatown.

After walking for a while, he found that there was still a difference between this Chinatown and the Flushing Chinatown he went to a few days ago.

At the time of Flushing, there were Chinese almost everywhere, it was like returning to a city at home, and foreigners were rare. However, there are more foreigners in this Chinese area, and there are all kinds of people talking on the street. But Tang Wen paused and found that the people who opened the shop might all come from the south, because the accent of Cantonese was relatively strong.

As for food, Helen said that there is only Cantonese food here. Speaking of Helen's Chinese pronunciation, the name of the dish is almost standard. At least anyone who opens a store can understand it...

"That big sign says it's on sale, let's go over and take a look?" Helen said as she took Tang Wen's hand and walked forward.

"Is this a bookstore?" I have to say, when a beautiful girl asks you a question. It's a great sense of accomplishment.

"Hmm". Tang Wen pondered for a moment and said, "To be precise, this should be an old bookstore." ”

"Used bookstores? Used books?"

"Almost. Tang Wen was also a little surprised. He had never seen anyone who had opened a store to sell used books.

Two people walked into the bookstore, and a middle-aged man in a suit in the summer was presiding over the store. There was no one in the shop, and he was talking to the only foreign couple. It's just that his English level is not high, and it took him a few minutes to understand what was going on.

It turned out that this shop was the property of this middle-aged man surnamed Li's uncle, who had no descendants and left his inheritance to him after he died of a sudden illness. However, it seems that he himself works in a domestic bank, and it is impossible for him to give up his job that seems to be not low, and come to the United States to sell books. Books are not worth much in his opinion, and his main interest is the property of this small shop. The location is still very valuable. In short, his mind is to sell as many books as he can!

Tang Wen wandered around the small shop with only three or five bookshelves, because he felt as if he remembered something, but he couldn't think about it for a while.

It seems that tourists are still more interested in old books, and the shelves are already empty. There is only a small shelf in the corner and no one cares about it.

The reason why I say miscellaneous books is because the other bookshelves are marked in Chinese and English: comic books, magazines, and famous books. Only this shelf says 'Other'.

Helen looked curiously east and west. Suddenly, curiously, he opened a book of the West Chamber, pointed to the illustrations in it, and said, "Hey, is this your costume? It looks so loose..."

Tang Wen suddenly remembered what he had forgotten? It was 2010. It seems that the collection fever of the picture book is coming. He took a deep breath and looked at the few thousand old books left in the bookstore. He smiled at Helen and motioned for her to continue. He himself walked up to the store manager and said in Chinese with a smile: "Mr. Li, how do these books sell?"

"Yo! The little brother speaks Chinese, which is great. This lap of English has made me tired. Why, there are so many books in China, and you are also interested in them?" he asked casually.

"Oh, I see you've got a good store of things. If you want to find it in China, how can it be so clean! You don't have to go to the scrapyard to find it. ”

"Hehe, too. Now, the price is there, buy at least ten copies at a time, no matter how big or small, three dollars a copy. Bundles!"

The man surnamed Li said with a smile.

"I'll tell you the truth, my parents like old things, and I think your books are good. If you are willing, I will take the rest, but the price must not be so high!" Tang Wen said.

"Well, you want it, there are thousands of copies!" the store manager was a little surprised, looking at Tang Wen.

"Are there so many?" Tang Wen pretended to be a little embarrassed and looked at the somewhat dark shop.

Helen was still curious and picky, as if she had found something that interested her.

"How about two dollars a book?" Store Manager Li seemed to see that Tang Wen was really planning to buy it.

"How about a dollar? One dollar! I want it all no matter how much it is!" Tang Wen gritted his teeth, revealing a slightly painful look.

"A piece of five, right?"

"Brother is talking about five yuan a piece?"

"The little brother laughed!

After secretly estimating, Tang Wen said, "Okay! Let's count when the door closes?"

"Good to say, good to say..."