"Strange, is there something wrong with my eyes, and I'm going to be nearsighted?" Yang Kang secretly said in his heart, my God, could it be that he didn't have bad eyes when he went to school, but he actually had a problem with his eyes at this time.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and then looked intently at the book again, this time, the book was placed on the ground in good shape, and there was no fog at all.

"It's hell alive." Yang Kang scolded angrily in his heart, reached out and touched it again, and when his fingers touched the book, the mist swirled around it again. And the moment he withdrew his hand and let go, the mist disappeared immediately.

"When your hand touches it, the fog appears?" Yang Kang's mind suddenly flashed over this year, and he immediately stretched out his hand to try again, and sure enough, it was still the case, only when his hand touched the book, he could see the slightest mist wrapped around it.

"Strange, strange!" Yang Kang was hesitant and vaguely scared, so he immediately picked up a few comics and tried them, but when he held the comics, there was nothing, and it was normal.

"Is that book weird?" Yang Kang thought in his heart.

"Hey, boy, are you going to buy it or not?" The one who sold the book was an aunt, and when she saw Yang Kang squatting on the ground and only looking at it and not buying it, she felt a little unhappy in her heart, and couldn't help urging.

"Oh......" Yang Kang said busily, "I bought it, these, and this, I want it, auntie, you make a price." ”

He put together the stories he had picked out, the novels, and several comics, including the English version of "Quotations."

"Three hundred!" The aunt glanced at him, squinted her eyes and said.

"What?" Yang Kang almost didn't vomit blood, just a few broken books, she wants to sell them for 300 yuan? What are you kidding? "Auntie, you can keep it for yourself."

With that, he stood up, clapped his hands and was about to leave.

"Hey, hey, boy, be honest, cheaper." The aunt who sells books is busy shouting.

"Thirty pieces!" Yang Kang said angrily, although he was very curious about the foggy book and wanted to buy it back to study it, but, three hundred yuan - this is obviously killing people, is it?

In the end, he bargained with his aunt, and in view of curiosity, he still spent forty-five yuan to buy all those books, and this time, he had an extra heart, and deliberately took the "Quotations" in his hand and looked at the middle-aged aunt.

However, the aunt just looked at him with a smile, and did not reflect at all, Yang Kang came to a conclusion, those fogs, must be touched by his own hands to see, and only he can see, others - should not be able to see, otherwise, the middle-aged aunt will definitely be curious to ask, why the book is like boiling water, there is a fog steaming.

This phenomenon is very strange, and people can't help but ask for it.

Back at Jiang Yan's Yuzhenzhai antique shop, Wei Yan had already returned, and when he saw him, he inevitably scolded him again, but Yang Kang pretended not to hear it.

Throw things in the storage room, get a little boiling water, soak some noodles and eat them, and then climb into the storage room to read, ignoring Jiang Yan and Wei Yan's family.

"Hey, what's your attitude? The old lady's white rice has been fed to the dogs, and she has raised such a white-eyed wolf as you? Wei Yan couldn't help but start scolding again.

"What do you want me to say?" Yang Kang couldn't stand it anymore, opened the door, looked at Wei Yan and asked.

"Mom, don't pay attention to him!" Jiang Xiaoyue touched a nail on him during the day today, and was also very angry, and said, "I can't figure it out, why did Dad take in such a person to live in our house, now it's good, it's easy to please God, it's hard to send God, look at it, he made the storage room stink, and it's not convenient for us to store anything at all." ”

"That dead old man, I don't know what medicine I took wrong, huh." Wei Yan scolded angrily.

"When my dad and brother come back, I'll tell my dad to let him move out of our house, I hate him when I see him." Jiang Xiaoyue looked at Yang Kang with disgust.

Yang Kang turned around and went in, ignoring her anymore, thinking in his heart that he had to quickly find a place to rent a house and move out, this place was unlivable.

Early the next morning, Yang Kang went out, submitted his resume, looked for a job, and looked for a cheap house, but the job was not so easy to find, and there were many houses for rent, but most of them were very expensive, and he couldn't afford it. For three days in a row, he ran out every day, and there was no shadow of his work.

When he came back that day, it was already very late, he was irritable, he didn't meet everyone in the Jiang family when he entered the door, and he didn't bother to eat, so he walked directly to the storage room, fell on the bed, thinking that this is not a thing, although he has worked for a year and accumulated a few dollars, but he can't sit on the mountain and eat empty, and it is absolutely impossible to have no financial resources, so he can't go to beg and rob the job called Hanako, right?

Just when he was irritable, his fingers inadvertently touched the "Quotations", which he studied for three days, but still couldn't study anything famous, and he couldn't understand why he could see the vapor of this book when he touched it, while other books, no matter how he touched them, he was like that.

After his repeated research, he finally came to the conclusion that only the cover page of this book was watery to the touch, and other pages were ordinary and could not be ordinary, so it was like that.

Yang Kang stretched out his hand to touch the cover, and suddenly his heart moved, remembering that in "The Legend of Deer and Ding", the cover of the famous "Forty-two Chapters of the Classic" has a mezzanine, and there is a treasure map.

Could it be that there is also a problem with the cover of the book? Thinking of this, he sat up busily and took a flashlight to shine on the cover, which was very old, yellow, and a little oily. Yang Kang watched it for more than ten minutes, and his lips couldn't help but tremble for a while.

"It's so well framed." Yang Kang said secretly in his heart.

If their family wasn't originally in the antique business, if he hadn't been in the pawnshop for a year, and if he had followed Zhou Bomin's big offering, and by chance, he knew a little framing technology, he really couldn't see any difference between this thing and the original book cover.

However, now Yang Kang can guarantee that the cover of this book is definitely not the original cover, but has been tampered with, because the cover of no published journal will use this cumbersome framing technique.

With this discovery, Yang Kang instantly became happy, got up and went to the bathroom to pour a glass of water in, and then he cautiously closed the door of the storage room and carefully wiped a little water on the cover.