In this way, the original eye vision of 1.5 has become 0.6 through "diligent" reading and learning, and it is impossible to think of without glasses. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Uncle's eyesight is similar to Wang Yonghuan's, but Uncle usually likes to play basketball and thinks that wearing glasses is too delaying, so he often throws his glasses at home. In addition, he is also a lost guy, and his glasses are placed indiscriminately, and he often puts a place today, and he can't find it in a blink of an eye, so he has to match a new pair. After a few days, I inadvertently found the original glasses again. In the past few years, the uncle's house can be pulled and pulled casually, and more than a dozen pairs of glasses can be found.

Wang Yonghuan easily found a pair of black wide-rimmed glasses in his uncle's room. Take a look, hey, don't say it, it's really a lot more mature, but it's still a little insufficient.

How do you make it more mature? Think about it, yes, by the way, my skin is whiter, and I have to find a way to make it black.

At this time, the second @ grandmother called Wang Yonghuan to eat in the restaurant downstairs.

"Eat first, and then figure out how to do it after eating." Wang Yonghuan thought to himself.

After dinner, when he returned to his room, Wang Yonghuan thought about it, and as soon as he lowered his head, he went under the bed, trying to find out what could be used. The boy tossed under the bed, and when he came out, his face was covered with ashes.

After getting up, Wang Yonghuan wiped the ashes on his hair with a hand towel, leaving the ashes on his face unwiped. At this time, I looked in the mirror again, hey, because of the "buried and pulled" (buried and pulled, dialect, dirty) on the face, it showed a lot of maturity.

Wang Yonghuan put on his black-rimmed glasses, and it was done, on the surface, he could be in his twenties. At this point, Wang's disguise technique is freshly baked.

Carrying a schoolbag and holding a maza, with the vigilance of a devil entering the village, avoiding the second @ grandma and mother, Wang Yonghuan sneaked out of the gate.

Out of the courtyard, Wang Yonghuan came to the Confucian Temple thrift market with a familiar car. He walked straight to the middle position, which was the place where he set up a stall to sell comic books yesterday.

Luckily, I didn't come to the stall yesterday. Because this old goods market is formed spontaneously, there is no department management, and there is no fixed stall location, who arrives first, the location is who's.

Wang Yonghuan arrived first today, so this position is naturally his.

When he arrived at the destination, Wang Yonghuan glanced around, there were already some stalls, everyone was busy with their own business, and no one noticed that a new seller came tonight.

Wang Yonghuan took out the homespun cloth, spread it on the ground with a "shake", and put the two sets of comic books "Journey to the West" and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on top of the homespun cloth, and one Mazha, which opened the business.

Sitting on the maza, the boy put his chin in his hands and began to ponder:

"I haven't sold goods or set up stalls, and I don't know how to bargain or bargain with people, so I'm full of confusion, what should I do? Want a high price first? It doesn't seem to work, if you ask for too much, no one will buy it. No one buys it, where can the money come from to buy the fish intestine sword? But if the price is low, then won't I lose money? Besides, these two sets of comic books were nominally given to me by the second grandfather, but in fact they are not the second grandfather's? I lost money, not only am I sorry, but I am also sorry for my second grandfather. How is it priced? How to talk about it? ”

Wang Yonghuan thought about it, and patted his head, "Hey, there you have it, why don't I compare it with yesterday's comic book sellers, and refer to yesterday's pricing and price negotiation." ”

Having made up his mind, Wang Yonghuan also settled down, and treated the upcoming comic book business with an indifferent attitude.

As soon as the mind is calm, the mood is also relaxed. The head is like a ball with a spring, swaying left and right, watching the old things around with great interest.

Watching the bargaining and bargaining of the stalls around me, and listening to the chats between the familiar stalls, there is a kind of leisurely quiet.

Wang Yonghuan has also made up his mind, anyway, he doesn't expect to sell the comic book as soon as it opens today, there is time, take your time.

After more than half an hour, there were more people in the market. Wandering, bargaining, sightseeing, all kinds of people.

At this time, Wang Yonghuan saw a group of people walking directly towards his position, in front of them were the Hong Kong people from yesterday, and there seemed to be a few blonde and blue-eyed foreigners in the back, and I don't know which country they were from.

To be honest, Wang Yonghuan has some feelings about the appearance of foreigners, except for handsome women. I will think, uh, this woman is good-looking, and that woman is enchanting.

As for foreign men, he is generally unable to distinguish them, and he is unwilling to distinguish them.

Sometimes when he watches a foreign movie, the male star in the film or something, even if he has watched it several times, he can't remember who is who?

On the contrary, it is a beautiful female star, this kid remembers it clearly. Because of this, he was laughed at several times by Li Dachao, saying that Wang Yonghuan is a standard pervert, who only remembers the opposite sex and does not remember the same sex.

Wang Yonghuan retorted at the time: "Of course I only remember the opposite sex, what's the use of remembering the same sex?" I don't like the same sex, I only like the opposite sex, do you like the same sex? Then you're not ......"

The following words are understood by each other, so Wang Yonghuan will not go on.

Seeing this group of people walking to Wang Yonghuan's stall, he pretended not to see it, and casually flipped through it with a comic book in his hand.

According to Wang Yonghuan's logic, don't be too enthusiastic about selling things, and maintain an indifferent attitude, so that you can often sell them at a high price. There is a saying, yes, that is, "Jiang Taigong fishes the bait".

At this time, I heard a Hong Kong man say in Mandarin with a strange accent: "It's this stall that has comic books from the Qing Dynasty, and the 20-year-old set I bought yesterday came from here." Hey, how did you become a young man today? ”

"Young man, who was yesterday's boss or you, and are there any comic strips from the older era?" The Hong Kong man asked with a familiar look.

Wang Yonghuan glanced up at him and replied casually: "Are you buying comic books, or are you looking for someone?" Find someone to take care of yourself. As he spoke, he raised his arm and pointed to the police station to the east, "Where is it free to find someone, I only sell comic books." ”

Seeing Wang Yonghuan's casual and "unreasonable look", the Hong Kong people hurriedly smiled and said: "I don't look for anyone, just take a casual look, are there comic books of yesterday's era for sale?" ”

"Look, aren't there two sets on the ground? If you want to buy it, you can check it out. Wang Yonghuan Nunu mouthed and gestured.

When Hong Kong people heard Wang Yonghuan say this, their eyes lit up, and they hurriedly squatted down and picked up a comic book of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to look through.

When he saw that the printing date on the title page was 1855, he couldn't help but exclaim, "1855, so early, so rare." ”

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