Lin Yi never thought that in this small place, a bookstall would pop up. It looked like it was still an old stall, because the people who were walking around quickly gathered and picked and picked up and talked to the stall owner.

When Lin Yi walked over, only the little black dog who had eaten his bread barked at him twice, and the others ignored him, everyone was looking through the old books on the bookstall and indulging in the fun of buying books.

As far as the eye can see, the bookstall is not large from a distance, but it is full of books and magazines, most of which are fashion, such as "Ruili", "Men's Gang", and some local magazines published in Shenzhen, such as "Shenzhen Youth", "Special Economic Zone", "Women's Daily", "Women's Newspaper Fashion", "New Life", "New Story", "Manager", "Information Technology Times", "Real Estate Vertical" and so on.

Interestingly, most of the squatting gay men like to look at those "Gang of Men" with sexy actresses wearing revealing bodies on the cover, and even talk to each other, commenting on the actress's figure, saying whether there is 33D in front, and the best ratio of hip circumference and waist circumference is not the golden ratio, which is just the opposite of the scene where men in mainland cities avoid reading this kind of book in bookstalls, or sneaking through it, which shows the degree of spiritual and cultural openness of the local people......

In addition to these colorful and eye-catching new and old magazines, the most placed on the bookstall is some literary books, different from some bookstalls with messy books, all kinds of everything, this bookstall seems to be specially prepared for literature lovers, but like the "Old Paradise Bookstore", most of them are some foreign masterpieces, such as "Crusades", "War and Peace", "Tess", "The Quiet Don", "Anna Karenina" and so on. There are very few classical works of Chinese traditional literature. At least Lin Yi swept it, except for five or six copies of "Three Words and Two Beats", there was nothing.

However, for people like Lin Yi who are keen on buying books, seeing a bookstall is better than nothing, since you have encountered it, you have to take a closer look.

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Lin Yi thought of this, and just as he was about to squat down, he saw a middle-aged woman riding an electric car with myopic glasses, far away, and her eyes were already fixed on these books. Enlarged the electric door, rushed in, and when he was about to reach the bookshelf, a sudden brake, the front wheel of the electric car was staggered by three centimeters, so that it hung and hit Lin Yi's body, which also shocked Lin Yi into a cold sweat.

The master is in the folk, and this car skill can go to the acrobatic troupe.

The middle-aged woman with glasses saw that she almost hit someone, so she hurriedly got off the bicycle, used her free right hand to help the myopia glasses that were a little crooked due to the sudden braking, and smiled at Lin Yi embarrassedly.

Lin Yi was embarrassed to make a face at others, after all, he was older than himself and was still a woman, so he could only "look back and smile".

The woman set up her bicycle, quickly squatted down, carefully picked up the literary books on the bookstall, and politely said to the stall owner: "There are really a lot of literary books today." ”

The stall owner was a man in his thirties, with a thin face, a smile, and small eyes that sparkled, and he looked very shrewd, and when he saw the woman asking, he smiled and said in a foreign accent: "Of course, I have received all of this in the past week." ”

After listening to the conversation between the woman and the stall owner, Lin Yisuan understood that this bookstall was a mobile bookstall and liked to fight guerrilla warfare with the chengguan here. The stall owner sells books very well, knows how to pick a place, knows that there is a second-hand bookstore not far in front of him is very famous, many people buy books in the bookstore, he used to collect books and like to take them to the bookstore to sell, but the bookstore owner picks the door, often bargains fiercely, the stall owner thinks it is better to build a mobile stall nearby, make some quick money to spend.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his bookstall came out, business was booming, because the price was cheaper than that of the "Old Paradise Bookstore", which attracted many book lovers to come and buy books.

The little black dog beside the stall owner is his most loyal ally, every time he comes out to set up a stall, he first runs out to explore the way, and when he encounters a city manager patrolling the street, he barks. It is not easy to raise a dog in Shenzhen, you need to get a license, you have to get a vaccine, the stall owner has nothing in this little black dog, and it also belongs to the "black hukou", so people and dogs are more determined to take the guerrilla route, and they will slip away immediately when they see the inspection.

Today, I finally got out of the stall and set up a stall, and the stall owner took out all the new books he had collected last week, and wanted to sell a lot of money.

The woman chatted with the stall owner while flipping through the old books on the stall, and soon she picked out six books of foreign literature.

Lin Yi glanced at "Shelley's Selected Lyric Poems", Ellie Voynich's "The Gadfly", Mérimée's "Mérimée's Selected Novels", "Caldwell's Selected Novellas", Ibáñez's "Blood and Sand", and Stendhal's "Parma Abbey".

These books are all genuine books published by the People's Literature Publishing House in the 80s, the pages are yellow, the quality is about eighty-five grades, and the cover is printed with the seal of the library, which is obviously a collection of books.

The stall owner seemed to be very familiar with this woman, a total of six books, saying that it was originally going to be sold for 10 yuan a copy, counting her 8 yuan a copy, a total of 48 yuan.

The woman replied very sincerely: "Let's make it whole, will you give you 45 yuan?" ”

The stall owner blinked his shrewd little eyes and replied very cheerfully: "Okay, deal!" Then, while helping to load the books, he briskly said to the woman, "I will sell them cheaper to you who really read books." Every time I sell a book, I am very happy, although we are selling books on the ground, but we also spread the knowledge of a book to the society, which is the contribution. The day hasn't been in vain, even though I haven't read since I started junior high school......"

The woman seemed pleased, which shows how eloquent the stall owner is.

As soon as the woman got up to leave after buying the book, her place was immediately occupied, it was a tall girl with short ear-length hair, a tall figure with big eyes and a very temperamental student, and she was holding a CD of the Rolling Stones in her hand.

Seeing the disc in her hand, Lin Yi blurted out without thinking: "Once you let me start, I won't stop." ”

The girl turned her head and glanced at Lin Yi in surprise, smiled at him politely, and said excitedly, "You also like Rolling Stones?" ”

"No, I like Shi Yin. This is a sentence from Shi Yin's computer. Lin Yi replied a little embarrassed, he didn't know what evil he had fallen for just now, so he blurted it out, and couldn't help blushing when he thought about it.

"Who is Shi Yin?"

"Shi Yin is a psychopath, a patient in the TV series "Silent Witness". A man of great character. One of his favorite books is The Beat Generation. Lin Yi replied without thinking.

"I haven't read 'Silent Witness,' but I've read 'Beat Generation,' and it's a very good book."

What Lin Yi didn't expect next was that the girl actually recited in front of Lin Yi with affection: "They are poor, their clothes are shabby, their eyes are deep-set, and they are dazed in the darkness beyond nature in the apartment with cold water, smoking cigarettes. Float over the city, meditate on the jazz movement, and stay up all night. In the scorched black field, stood a large group of soldiers who had long since died. The silent eyes were as black as ebony. Looking at the ever-changing horizon, with the patience that came millions of years ago with fear, waiting, this dawn that never rose......"

After the recitation, she told Lin Yi that this was a short passage from the work of Bruce, the representative writer of the Beat Generation.

Lin Yi said that you know a lot. The girl laughed and said that she specialized in foreign literature at the teacher's college here.

Lin Yi and the girl talked cordially, but the stall owner was always unhappy, and he threw himself into the street, I am a book stall, not a small park for falling in love, and I am also chanting poems against each other, so I interrupted Lin Yi and the girl and said: "I'm sorry, two children, if you don't buy books, let me let go, and let the uncle in the back see what you want to buy." He spoke politely, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Lin Yi observed his words and looks, and knew that he had delayed other people's business, so he smiled apologetically. The girl stuck out her tongue, turned her head to Lin Yi and said, "There is nothing I want here, there is a used bookstore in front, do you want to go and see it?" ”

When Lin Yi heard this, he lifted the book bag and showed her, and the plastic bag had the logo of "Old Paradise Bookstore" on it.

The girl shrugged: "So you've been there, the foreign books there are very good, I'll go and see first, bye." Say goodbye to Lin Yi cordially.

Seeing the girl leave, for some reason, Lin Yi was stunned, he had been searching for books for so long, and most of the people he saw were uncles and uncles, and it was rare to meet a girl of the same age as himself, and before he could talk a few words, he separated again.

Lin Yi has always pretended to be old, but after all, he is a kid in his early twenties, and the blood of youth still flows in his veins-

The girl left, Lin Yi squatted down again to buy books, the stall owner gloated, as if to say that your little girlfriend is gone, this breakup is really fast enough, and said to Lin Yi with a smile: "Did you buy a book in that used bookstore, that store specializes in slaughtering people, a book was sold by them at a sky-high price, if you like to buy books, come to me often in the future, the price is absolutely cheap." ”

Lin Yi smiled, didn't answer, and looked at the big road goods on the bookstall that had been turned over many times, and the price was not low.

At least under his flip through it, he was surprised to find a thick old book pressed under a "Ruili" magazine, and if you look closely, the title of the book is the representative work of Colombian magicist writer Marquez - "One Hundred Years of Solitude". (To be continued.) )