Ying Xiang finally selected dozens of books, which were very miscellaneous, including scenic travelogues and biographies, as well as ancient legends and stories of various ethnic groups, as well as some books that introduced common sense of life and wound dressing.

Ying Xiang felt that he needed to learn more about the outside world, and at the same time, reading books could relieve his boredom.

These books and maps counted a total of low-grade Yuan stones, and Ying Xiang felt that the price was fair, so he did not bargain and paid the bill very simply.

The boss secretly laughed that Yingxiang was a fat sheep, these books were common sense and not treasures, and they were not worth anything at all, so he smiled and sent an extra book.

This remnant book was purchased by Xiao Er a few days ago, and he was scolded half to death by the boss afterwards.

Because this book is simply a waste product and garbage, it is thrown away in vain anyway, so it is better to pack it and give it to Yingxiang. Ying Xiang felt that the boss was very good and practical, and thanked him again and again.

After asking about the direction of Taotao Street, Ying Xiang and Shen Han left. He declined the boss's kindness to find the shopkeeper to show him the way, and felt embarrassed to be too troublesome.

Ying Xiang didn't know that not long after he left, the shopkeeper in Tsing Yi came back from running errands, and he looked hurried as if there was something urgent.

The first thing he did when he came back was that Xiao Er opened the drawer, and when he saw that the broken book was gone, his face suddenly changed greatly.

The shopkeeper asked the boss coldly: "What about the book I bought a few days ago?"

The shopkeeper didn't know what was wrong with him, and he would never dare to talk to the boss in this tone.

A few days ago he met a mysterious customer who had brought a torn book to sell.

Originally, the book had no acquisition value and was very broken, and he would never agree to it.

But somehow, after glancing at the guest, he agreed in a vague way, and opened a current redeemable pawn ticket.

Originally, only particularly precious items were eligible to issue pawn tickets, and ordinary books and the like were always purchased by pounds, and there would not even be bills.

The shopkeeper has been working in the store for four or five years, so he is naturally very familiar with the rules, but he doesn't know how to open a pawn ticket.

As if he couldn't refuse any request from a mysterious guest, the issuance of a current pawn ticket meant that the guest could redeem it at any time.

From that day on, he seemed to feel a little weird, and he had an inexplicable sense of mission in his heart. He had to check the broken book several times a day, waiting for the mysterious guest to redeem it.

He didn't know why he had this idea, but he was adamant that the book had to be kept and someone would come back to get it.

It's also strange to say that when the mysterious guest came to the bookstore, he obviously didn't cover his face, but no matter how he recalled it, the shopkeeper couldn't remember the person's appearance.

Not only his appearance, but he couldn't remember anything about the guest, whether he was a man or a woman, or whether he was tall, short, fat or thin.

This thing is very strange, but whenever the shopkeeper wants to recall it carefully, there is always a voice in his head telling him that it is not important.

If you think about it, your head hurts. Even when the boss came back to check the accounts, he blamed himself for buying things indiscriminately, and he even talked back for the first time.

At that time, I patted my chest and said to my boss: "What's the matter, no, this money will be deducted from my salary." ”

The boss was so angry with himself that he almost beat himself up, but he didn't regret it at all.

The shopkeeper felt a slight strange feeling in his heart, he was not usually so generous, but then he ignored this and waited for the mysterious man to redeem the thing.

The bookstore owner's abacus crackled, and he was writing something on the ledger with a pen in his hand, and he didn't seem to hear the shopkeeper's question at all.

The shopkeeper clenched his fists, stared at the boss coldly, and asked loudly, "Where are the books?"

"What book?" the boss replied nonchalantly without taking his eyes off the ledger and abacus for a moment.

"It's the book I keep in my drawer. "The shop is small and second.

"Oh, that book is in tatters, you idiot actually spent half a piece of lower grade yuan stone to buy it, it's really stupid.

At this price, you can collect dozens of catties to buy such rags, and it seems that you have to eat some pig brain flowers to make up for it recently. The boss's gaze still did not leave the ledger, and he scolded while keeping the accounts.

"I said that the money can be deducted from my salary, where are my books now?" The shopkeeper stared at the boss, eager to punch the boss in the face.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and after finding out that the book was missing, he became extremely manic, and even had the crazy idea of beating the boss.

"Ahh

Thanks to the fact that I met a fat sheep today and slaughtered him, I made up for your mistake, otherwise I would have died. The boss said unhappily, he was really not kind, and the things he sold to Yingxiang were twice as expensive as the market price.

But he didn't dare to go too far, he just bullied Yingxiang and didn't understand the market price.

He decided that Ying Xiang was a young master who came out secretly, and if he went too far, he was afraid that his family would come to the door. He is a businessman, and he has always grasped things like proportion.

"What? You sold the book to someone else, who is it?" There was a flame burning in the eyes of the shopkeeper, and the whole person was not good.

The tone of the shopkeeper caused the boss to be unhappy, and he continued to calculate: "Who do you care who he is, you idiot only knows how to make trouble for me all day long, and you don't go to deliver the goods quickly." ”

The shopkeeper said angrily: "How can you be like this, that book is a ticket for someone else, what if someone else comes to redeem it?"

"Hehe, are you stupid to spend money on such a and expect others to redeem it, when others are as stupid as you?" the boss sneered disdainfully.

"Bastard, tell me who the book you gave it to?"

The shopkeeper didn't know what was wrong with him, and he grabbed the boss's collar for a book, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, he must find the book - at all costs.

The boss shook the shopkeeper open with a strong cultivation style, and at the same time pulled a big ear scraper with his backhand.

The whole person of the shopkeeper was pumped out, half of his face was high and swollen, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, looking extremely embarrassed.

The boss glanced contemptuously at the shopkeeper lying on the bluestone floor and said, "What kind of thing, eat me and drink me, and dare to be disrespectful to me."

Having a dog is more useful than you. Get out of here, and don't die in front of my store. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed with a trace of hatred, covered his face and left without saying a word, before leaving, he glanced at the boss and said in a low voice: "The master will not let you go." ”

In fact, the shopkeeper didn't know who the owner was, and he never even thought about it.

There is only one thing he is worried about now, that is, will the owner be angry with him if he loses the book? No, he must inform the master quickly.

The shopkeeper quickened his pace, and his back quickly disappeared into the bustling crowd.

This is how a dispute arises over a broken book, but the person who unintentionally gets the broken book is completely unaware of what he has gotten.

Ying Xiang and Shen Han were happily shopping on Taotao Street, although they didn't plan to find any treasures here, but they were shocked by the high prices here.

Ying Xiang now carried forty-nine lower-grade Yuan stones in his arms, and it could be said that he had never been so rich.

In the past, he had only seen some broken yuan stones in the clan, and they were regarded as treasures by the patriarch's grandfather, and only the elders in the clan were entitled to them every month.

As for the standard low-grade Yuan Stone, if it weren't for the four elders breaking through the Yellow Rank, it is estimated that the clan would not have had a chance to get it.

Ying Xiang thought that he was a rich man now, although it was impossible to buy the entire Taotao Street, but it should be possible to buy a few gadgets at will.

But the prices on Taotao Street really blinded him and Shen Han's eyes, which ...... It's also too expensive, which makes the two of them really feel that they are poor jingle called Hanako.