Longevity is Different, Caishikou Was Beheaded at the Beginning Chapter 3

In the early morning, mist, mixed with fireworks, drifted all over Xunxian County.

The first wave of various breakfast stalls was lively, and then it was the market. Various shops opened one after another, and the whole county suddenly came alive.

Cai Shi Street is the most inconspicuous, in a shop called "Chengyou Bookstore".

Tao Qian slowly closed the account book and spit out a mouthful of turbid air that accumulated in the night.

After staying up all night, I read this diary ledger.

Tao Qian has already understood the world's prices and many details, and has integrated into the new identity without any obstacles.

He got up straight and went to the sleeping bunk in the back.

When he came back, he had an extra green cloth bag in his hand, opened the mouth of the bag, and heard the jingle for a while.

When it stopped, there were a few silver dollars, a few silver coins, and dozens of copper plates on the counter.

Tao Qian counted first, frowning.

Then, after a second count, the wrinkle got even tighter.

I didn't go to count the third time, I just put the silver coins back into my purse, and muttered helplessly:

"A family's savings are almost lost in half a month. There are only eight yuan and seventy yuan left, plus fifty-three copper yuan. It's really a prodigal."

"One copper dollar can buy ten or eight candies, or a piece of oil sticks on top of a flatbread, add another one, and add a bowl of Hu spicy soup. The purchasing power seems to be good, but it can't hold back. This is the total asset. ."

"Let's not talk about the usual expenses such as food, clothing, entertainment, etc., the rent for this store alone is 20 yuan a month, and the purchase of books is the biggest item..."

"That is to say, I am very poor now."

Tao Qian squeezed the purse and complained about the original body.

According to the current price, it is difficult for him to keep the Chengyou Bookstore from closing for a month.

The only thing that comforted Tao Qian was that there was actually a way to make money hidden in the ledger.

It's just that the original owner felt that it was humiliating to Sven, so he didn't continue.

"The so-called food **** is also, it's normal to satisfy the spiritual life after a full stomach. How can it be insulting to the gentleman."

"If you don't have business in a while, go to the bookstore and look for it, and buy the whole set of "Shadow of the Curtain", "Empty Fantasy", "Lianxiang Companion", "The History of Zen Zhenzheng", and quietly promote it, I am here The prettiest kid in Tiaocai Market."

"Scholar Fruit is boring. I think these books are too vulgar, and I reprimand the guests who come to the door, but quietly write down the titles of the books in a diary."

"Sure enough, the person who writes the diary can be a serious person?"

Tao Qian put the purse in his arms, and used spit and nagging to dilute his confusion after rebirth.

Maybe it's because it's become "undead weird", or because it's too emotional.

He didn't sleep all night, Tao Qian was not sleepy.

Listening to all kinds of hawking sounds coming from outside, Tao Qian simply got up and took a shower.

After a few minutes, he solemnly opened the door.

Immediately, the sky was bright, and the lively scene came with a strong sense of reality.

Although it was only eight or nine in the morning, the county was already crowded with people.

Tao Qian was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly and earnestly, he took all the pictures in front of him into his eyes:

Braving the heat, there are many wonton stalls with many customers.

Lying on the ground at the entrance of the alley, he was struggling to pick up a broken old beggar.

Dragging buffaloes, ragged civilians.

Dressed in military uniforms, carrying rifles and riding tall horses, the new soldiers crossed Main Street.

A peddler who overturned his wheelbarrow due to his urgency and was in a hurry to clean up the falling apples and pears.

Not far from the window in the attic of a new-style hotel, two slender ladies in cheongsam, holding coffee cups in their hands, chatted comfortably.

Downstairs, on the corner of the street sat several young girls, wrapped in rags, with hay stuck on their heads, and the old woman, with a bitter look, stopped the rich man trying to sell it.

A black car drove by slowly, and in the back seat was a seven- or eight-year-old boy, dressed in warm clothes, eating a foreign food called "sandwich".

"It's not like that."

Tao Qian's expression was complicated, and he was unable to sigh.

Just as he was about to do something, a rumbling sound came from his stomach.

This prompt sound reminded Tao Qian that he is now a man again.

Without resisting, Tao Qian deliberately walked a little further, went to the other end of the street, and bought a large bag of steamed buns.

Walking along the way is not fast, imitating the original style of the pedantic scholar walking.

When I returned to the bookstore, there was just one steamed bun left in my hand, and I ate it with Yu Wen in three or two bites.

Naturally, it was impossible for anyone to buy books early in the morning, but Tao Qian didn't plan to be idle either.

Rolling up his sleeves, he began to organize this messy bookstore.

Although he is very poor now, he is still a rich man.

In the process of sorting out, Tao Qian picked up a book of interest from time to time and hurriedly swept through it, most of which were "Gods, Demons and Ghosts", "Extraordinary Storybooks", "Weird Documentary" and so on.

His idea was to see if he could see the world, or the scales and half claws of the extraordinary world of practice.

Experienced beheading, immortality, rebirth, plus two local indigenous memories.

Tao Qian guessed that there are monsters, ghosts and gods in this world, and there are also human practitioners in a high probability.

His goal at this stage is to settle down and survive first.

If there is an opportunity to learn the truth and touch the extraordinary, he will not let it go.

But unfortunately, after half an hour of work, he didn't find anything.

It's normal. In common sense, whether it's a cultivator or a demon, there may be some people who mix with humans, but there will definitely be a layer of estrangement between them.

Ordinary people, even if they have the heart to look for them, may not be able to do so.

In this regard, pay attention to the so-called chance.

Of course, half an hour of hard work is also somewhat rewarding, at least Tao Qian has completely figured out his bookstore.

This small shop mainly focuses on Mongolian learning books and calligraphy copybooks, and most of its profits come from this category.

Other books, such as travel journals, small talk books, maps and almanacs, etc., are all included in the category of "miscellaneous books".

It is commendable that the original purchases are all genuine books.

Of course, this is probably one of the reasons why he lost all his wealth.

After packing up, Tao Qian started business.

I don't know if it's because of a change of soul, and it's also transferred from this.

In the morning, although the business of Chengyou Bookstore was not as good as those at the cross street, Tao Qian also received a lot of people who came and went.

When it was noon, Tao Qian finally got free, and grabbed the abacus and slapped it there.

"A total of ten books were sold, including six copies of "Four Words of Contradictions", two copies of copybooks, one copy of the almanac, and one copy of "The Travels of Zhugong", all in the account: one yuan and two yuan."

"I heard that Xiang Siyan was a teaching aid requested by a teacher of a private school. Sure enough, no matter what era, it is more profitable to sell teaching materials. Unfortunately, I didn't bring the secret book of Huang Gang when I traveled."

Tao Qian was muttering.

Suddenly, a familiar voice of "bang chi" suddenly came from the door.

As soon as he looked up, Tao Qian saw two figures, each holding something, standing at the door with a smile.

The two of them looked to be in their thirties, serious young and middle-aged.

One was wearing a round-necked long shirt and a green velvet warm hat. His facial features were straight, his eyes were small, and his face was shrewd, exactly like Lin Yongjian.

The other is a robe and a jacket, with a mustache, looking a little treacherous.

Tao Qian's mind, the corresponding memory emerged.

Coincidentally, both of them are his neighbors, and Tao Qian also read the written records about them last night.

Li Sanyu, the owner of the strange stone shop who bought "Scissors at Night".

Jia Qiang, the owner of a pharmacy who wants to buy books such as Yulouchun.

"Scholar Tao, business was good this morning."

"I can see it. It has been done a dozen times back and forth. It is worth celebrating."

"Aren't we here? Scholar Tao didn't have lunch, right? Our brothers invite you first, and you have to make up for it next time."

"However, this cannibalism is soft-spoken. Scholars still have to run errands for us when they are free. Our brothers have not collected the top ten banned books."

"Hey, that's right."

The two of them seemed to be talking about cross talk, and while they were talking, they walked in completely unceremoniously.

Each moved a small horse, and cleaned up a piece of land on the low wooden platform.

Put the braised beef, fried peanuts and other food that they brought.

At this time, Tao Qian's attention fell on the three round glass bottles brought by the two.

One of the bottles has been opened, and there is a light green transparent liquid in it, and the less obvious bubbles are gurgling up.

A strange sense of familiarity came immediately, and the fat house was happy... A few words would soon be on the lips.

Seeing Tao Qian's "curious" appearance, Li Sanyu and Jia Qiang looked at each other immediately, and raised their eyebrows, showing their pride.

Li Sanyu, who looked exactly like Lin Yongjian, pointed to the glass bottle and said proudly:

"The well-informed Tao Scholar is stunned, this is a foreign thing."

"It's called 'Dutch Water', and it is said to have been passed down from Western ghosts and animals. A big businessman in the provincial capital opened a factory last year to produce this, and within a few months it became popular throughout the provincial capital, from high officials and nobles to merchants and pawns. , I couldn't help but try it."

"The branch opened in our Xunxian County a few days ago. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com officially opened today, but for the time being, it only serves those high-end hotels and nobles."

"Our brothers saw that you were in a bad mood these days, so we specially asked the boss of Deshunju to help you get three bottles."

"Come over and try it, everyone who's drank it said that this thing is full of anger, and it's like a fairy, it's called a spirit."

Tao Qian was originally a little uncomfortable with the two people's "spontaneous familiarity", but as the conversation continued, he quickly became familiar with them.

The memory of the original body takes effect at this time.

Tao Scholar is pedantic and stubborn, and he doesn't know how to change things. The bookstore was miserable as soon as it opened. From this, it can be seen that there are no real friends.

On the other hand, I got to know the owners of two neighboring stores because of some vulgar and banned books.

Both of them are a little older and they are both shrewd and small businessmen. They can see that Tao Scholar is a kind and valuable person, and he often takes care of one or two.

Of course, no matter how they are not relatives, they cannot stop the original body from self-termination at the right time.

Listening to Li Sanyu's words, Tao Qian followed the memory of the original body and naturally expressed doubts.

More naturally, curiosity and dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Throwing the abacus in his hand, he walked over directly, picked up the glass bottle, and said first:

"Joyful like a fairy? I don't believe it."

"Isn't it just a bottle of water?"

After speaking, Tao Qian skillfully poured the mouth of the bottle into his mouth.

Tons of tons!

belch!

In one breath, the entire bottle is emptied.

The look on his face, which was still a little sad at first, relaxed.

Tao Qian's mouth curled into a smile, and he gave a thumbs up to the really confused two people, and then said comfortably: "I don't know if it's immortal or not, but ah, it's really exciting."

Chapter end