Although today's students have a lot of pocket money, it is still rare for ordinary children to get so much money at once. With so much money in his hands, Shang Xiaoqing was naturally happy and excited, thinking about how to spend this money.

Buy laptops, cell phones, mountain bikes......

Knowing this calculation, she found that there were a lot of things she wanted to buy, and the 10,000 yuan in her hand was not enough. In desperation, she could only temporarily rest her mind about buying these things, and think carefully about what she really wanted to buy or what she most urgently needed to buy.

During the summer vacation, she wandered the streets, looked at notebooks, walked around the mobile phone market, and went to the mountain bike store...... But when school was about to start, she didn't think about what to buy.

In the evening of this day, she turned around the street for a day, and originally wanted to find a bubble tea shop to drink a cup of milk tea and rest for a while, but who knew that she walked into a small shop with a sign that looked like a bubble tea shop, and after entering, she found that it was completely different from the bubble tea shop she had in mind.

Here, it's actually a used bookstore.

Since it is a bookstore, of course, it also rents out books, but it may be to attract more business, so the decoration style here is more casual, and it also sells drinks and snacks such as milk tea and cola, so that people who read books here can enjoy a more leisurely time.

Anyway, Shang Xiaoqing just wanted to take a break, so he didn't care that this was not a real bubble tea shop, so he chose a table in the corner and sat down.

Looking around the store, Shang Xiaoqing didn't see a few customers, although there were tables for people who came to read books, almost all of them were empty.

There is only one clerk at the door. is a middle-aged man who is dressed for inspection, and it is estimated that he is also the owner of this shop.

"Little girl, do you want to read? Or do you just want to rest? "The owner of this shop has a sharp eye, and he knows what her situation is when he looks at Shang Xiaoqing.

Shang Xiaoqing was a little embarrassed, but it was hard to mistake this place as a milk tea shop, and only said vaguely: "That, I'll look for a book to read later." "Actually, it's a good pleasure to take a break and read a book for a while.

She quickly asked the owner of the shop about the book and the price of the drink. Of course, the latter aspect is what she cares more about, because she just stops reading books. Taking a break from a drink is the main purpose.

She asked for a cup of coffee and looked for a random book.

In fact, this store makes money by selling used books and renting out books on the one hand, and on the other hand, it makes money by selling drinks and snacks. As for the guests sitting here, they can't make much money renting books.

Here are the books. If you just look here and don't take away the rental, most of them don't cost money.

The book that Shang Xiaoqing picked up casually is the kind that doesn't require money. She flipped through a few pages casually, and felt that there was nothing to read, so she put the book back again.

She was about to sit back in her seat, concentrating on her coffee, not wanting to turn around and see a bookshelf in the corner.

The bookshelf is a metal cabinet with glass windows and locked doors.

But the glass windows are clean. Shang Xiaoqing could clearly see the books in the cabinet, many of which were torn and yellowed. At first glance, you can see that there are many years.

What amazed her the most was that the top shelves were filled with books wrapped in brocade-like fabric bags. The mouths of the brocade bags were tightened, and the ropes on which they were tied were hung with tags indicating the names of the scrolls.

This is not the main reason for Shang Xiaoqing to notice them. The reason why Shang Xiaoqing noticed them was because of their price.

The cheapest ones to read here for an hour cost dozens of dollars, and some even cost hundreds. In addition, there are prices for buying or renting, which are amazing.

Probably noticing her staring at the bookshelf, the shopkeeper kindly explained: "These are ancient books, which are of great historical reference value, and generally only scholars need to use the knowledge in these books to come here to check the information." ”

Shang Xiaoqing said: "They're all ancient books? Actually, what she wanted to ask was, are these books really antiquities?

The books that would be wrapped in these cloth bags, she remembered only seeing them on TV before, were the kind of books she had seen. And the era when the books connected by the books were used in large quantities may have to be pushed back to before the Qin and Han dynasties.

The shopkeeper said: "These are handed down from our ancestors, and they are indeed ancient books. ”

Shang Xiaoqing glanced at the shopkeeper strangely, instinctively unable to believe his words. If it was really an ancient book, it would have been sent to the museum a long time ago, and it would have been placed here for others to rent and see, and even pay a certain deposit, and it could be taken away by customers.

Curious, Shang Xiaoqing walked to the bookshelf and carefully looked at the labels of each "ancient book" to see what kind of books they were.

These books cover a wide range of topics, such as geography, customs, politics, military affairs, folk tales, and so on. And the age of the books marked on these labels surprised Shang Xiaoqing even more - they were all written in the pre-Qin and Warring States periods.

How is this possible?

Shang Xiaoqing turned around and glanced at the shopkeeper again, but found that the shopkeeper was staring at her, his gaze was extremely deep.

This made her heart palpitate, and she wanted to leave the store quickly, who knew that as soon as she turned around, before she could walk to the door, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Hey, who are you?" Don't go yet! ”

This voice sounded very young, and it hadn't even changed its voice yet, like a boy who was a few years younger than Shang Xiaoqing was talking.

Shang Xiaoqing was startled, and quickly swept the surroundings, but he didn't notice anyone else at all.

There was only one middle-aged uncle in this shop, and his voice had already been heard by Shang Xiaoqing just now, and it could not be the voice of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy at all.

"What's wrong?" The shopkeeper saw Shang Xiaoqing staring at him with a surprised and puzzled expression, and asked.

Shang Xiaoqingqi said: "Are there anyone else in your store?" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned, and said, "No." ”

Shang Xiaoqing said: "Then who was talking just now?" ”

The shopkeeper was silent for a moment before he said, "I don't know what you're talking about." Little girl, do you want to rent the books in this cabinet to read? Later, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a playful smile.

Shang Xiaoqing turned around and looked at the bookcase containing the ancient books again, and suddenly saw that the mouth of the bag of one of the ancient books was not particularly tight, revealing a small hole about the thickness of the index finger, so that others could see the slight style of the bamboo slips wrapped in the tube.

To Shang Xiaoqing's surprise, the mouth of the bag containing this scroll kept agitating, as if there was wind blowing out of the bag. (To be continued......)