A shop at the bottom of the street in Yunhua Community.
Outside Sanyou Bookstore.
Seeing the black notice board still hanging outside the window, Zheng Qing's disappointment was palpable.
It seems that Mr. has not come back yet.
Human beings always have some kind of fear when facing new things. When he thought that he was about to step into a completely unfamiliar environment, Zheng Qing couldn't help but feel a little worried about gains and losses.
Is it too hasty to agree to study at First University? Sometimes Zheng Qing can't help but think that no one in the family really understands this school except himself. Is such a reckless decision really a good thing?
At this time, he especially hopes to get guidance from his husband.
A crumpled yellow talisman was peeled off the back of the black notice board.
Zheng Qing looked around and saw no strangers.
He held the talisman in the palm of his hand and silently recited the incantation.
The talisman paper twisted, folded into the shape of a key, and reluctantly got into the keyhole. Zheng Qing turned the handle, opened the door of the bookstore, took out the talisman paper again, and stuck it back behind the black notice board.
The store was deserted and seemed very quiet. There was no crowd in the month, and the room was filled with the smell of books. Zheng Qing took a deep breath, and a satisfying aroma of books filled his lungs.
When I get old, I will also open a big bookstore, lie on a deck chair in the sun, cover my face with a book, and smell the fragrance. Walking among the bookshelves, Zheng Qing thought with some envy.
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The bookstore is not big, only 40 to 50 square meters. The doors and windows run north-south, and the bookshelves in the store are also placed along this direction.
In the southeast corner of the bookstore, there is a wooden ladder. Above the ladder is a narrow attic, which contains some sundries and the dried fish of the yellow tiger cat. Under the ladder is a tightly closed black lacquered single-sided wooden door.
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The wooden door is less than two meters high and just over one meter wide. The threshold is two inches high. There are two bare cylindrical wooden piers on the left and right of the threshold. The wooden piers are only a few inches higher than the threshold. They are smooth and have no carved patterns.
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There was no door sign posted on the door, only a soft rabbit-hair pen hung on a thin linen thread and a small pot of sesame oil.
On the left side of the middle part of the wooden door, there is a brass door knocker in the shape of a snake on the back of a turtle. The door knocker is a lying turtle with its head raised, and the door knocker is a coiled snake on the turtle's back. However, the door knocker is now tight
It is embedded in the back of the turtle, with no place to put it. The lying turtle is huddled in its own shell, exposing six small black holes.
Zheng Qing grabbed the writing brush hanging on the door and lightly scratched Coiled Snake's chin. Coiled Snake hissed, raised his body, and arched out a door knocker.
Zheng Qing dipped his brush in some sesame oil and applied it on the snake's tail. The coiled snake shook its tail. Under the turtle's back, a small head slowly poked out.
Click, the sound of unlocking came from the wooden door.
Zheng Qing watched happily as the little turtle licked the sesame oil off the snake's tail, then pulled the coiled snake door knocker and pulled hard. The wooden door suddenly opened, and a dark corridor appeared in front of him.
This corridor was specially built by Mr. Zheng Qing for Zheng Qing. Walk a hundred meters along the corridor and you will reach the Jiuyou Bookstore where the Hui Zi Collection is written.
Mr. Wu was often not in the store, so Zheng Qing often went back and forth to help look after the stores during his breaks. Because he could not find Hui Zi Ji by himself, Mr. Wu helped him open a passage between the two stores.
In this way, Zheng Qing can still take care of the two stores even if his husband is away.
In the past, Zheng Qing was in awe of this magical passage and had countless random thoughts running through his mind. However, after the trip to the clock in Four Seasons Square, Zheng Qing already knew that this passage was only constructed using some superb magic skills.
People will remain in awe of the mysterious things that cannot be understood; but they can only envy the outstanding achievements that can be understood.
Walking in the passage, Zheng Qing's yearning for First University became firmer again.
He longed for the day when he could build such a magical passage.
The bookstores on both sides of the passage were equally deserted and quiet. The tabby cat had gone somewhere again. Zheng Qing glanced at the cat food box and threw the hardened dried fish inside into the trash can; then he paused for a moment.
I swept the dust in the house and poured some water on the pots of clivia on the windowsill.
When the bookstore is closed, some customers will list the books they need and stuff them into the bookstore through the door. Zheng Qing’s main task is to pick up these book lists and select the books the customers need from the bookshelf one by one.
Wrap it in brown paper and store it in the Huichun Hall next door.
When customers come next time, they can pick up books directly from Huichun Hall.
There were not many customers this time, only three, and all they bought were professional books on rune structure and the like. After Zheng Qing finished writing the book titles on the kraft paper packaging, he stretched out comfortably and looked at this small bookstore.
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The Sanyou Bookstore in Hui Ziji is about the same size as the bookstore in Yunhua Community. Zheng Qing recalled the abandoned Sanyou Bookstore in Sijifang, which was also about the same size.
He has never been able to figure out why he opened so many bookstores these days.
Sighing, Zheng Qing walked out of the bookstore with three packages in his arms.
There are still very few people on the street. This market never seems to be crowded with people. Maybe this is the gathering place for the stubborn wizards mentioned in the history books.
Zheng Qing grinned. He found that he could always understand these details that he couldn't notice before.
After only two more days of reading, his understanding of the world was completely different. Many details that he had not noticed before had a deeper meaning in his eyes. After graduating from college four years later, the world would once again appear in his eyes.
What is it like?
He looked around, looked at the narrow street, looked at the old scene on the street, and was full of expectations for the future.
"The package will be delivered to the cabinet by itself." A lazy voice came to Zheng Qing's ear.
He turned his head in surprise.
At the door of the Huichun Hall next door, a young man wearing slippers, a white robe and a bun, holding a small teapot, was concentrating on an ancient book bound with thread.
"Pan Lv'er, you're watching "The Plum in the Golden Lotus" again." Zheng Qing walked over with a smile.
This young man reading is the young shopkeeper of Huichun Hall. His name is Deng Xiaoxian. People on the street call him shopkeeper Xiao Deng. Because the two shops are next to each other, Zheng Qing is very familiar with this young shopkeeper. Over time, he has become a self-proclaimed shopkeeper.
He advocated giving him the nickname "Pan Lv'er".
Deng Xiaoxian didn't take it seriously, but often showed off to everyone, saying that Zheng Qingqi's nickname was just right for the person he was.
How shameless.
Pan Luer glanced at Zheng Qing, took a sip of tea from the spout, and said in a loud voice: "I heard that your kid is going to study at the First University?"
Zheng Qing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered that his husband once said that Deng Xiaoxian had just graduated from college.