Three Hundred and Fourteen, the King Spared His Life

Ren Xiaosu came to the library step by step every day. When he came to the library again in recent days, he found that the door of the library had been opened, and An Yuqian was leaning on the chair by the door and sleeping soundly. It seemed that he had played mahjong all night last night.

It is said that 500 yuan a day is enough for An Yuqian to live on. The monthly income of a family of three in the entire barrier is only 4,000 to 5,000 yuan. 15,000 yuan a month should be very comfortable.

But An Yuqian wanted to use the money to play mahjong...

Even if Ren Xiaosu wanted to bear the tuition fee, Wang Fugui would have to secretly exchange it for a small amount of gold. After all, they have no source of income now.

Fortunately, he still had a lot of gold. Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu hoped that he would discover another relic in the future. I have to say that human civilization before the catastrophe was full of treasures.

If it is really like what Yang Xiaojin said, a laboratory item can be exchanged for inexhaustible money for a lifetime, then it will be really ecstatic.

No wonder Qing Zhen had to go so hard to dig the laboratory in Jingshan Mountain.

Cigarettes will go bad, wine will volatilize, but the paper documents kept in the closed space are invaluable.

Of course, some people have discovered that unvolatile wine has been carefully processed and packaged, and it can make people rich overnight if they are sold.

Ren Xiaosu knocked on the table in front of An Yu: "Have you had breakfast?"

"Huh?" An Yuqian looked at Ren Xiaosu with sleepy eyes: "No, it's not waiting for you to pay for breakfast. I passed by the bun shop in the morning, and the buns smell delicious."

Ren Xiaosu angrily patted 10 yuan on the table: "Go eat, I'll look after the library for you."

"Haha," An Yuqian put 10 quick cash into his pocket: "Good man!"

"Wait," Ren Xiaosu wondered, "Why do you have to spend money on things like playing mahjong?"

In his opinion, An Yuqian is not simple. How can a person who can systematically study the logic of mathematics and physics in a short period of time be just an ordinary librarian?

The basic things seem to be very ordinary, but forming a system is indeed a skill that lifts weight with ease.

An Yuqian gave Ren Xiaosu a funny look: "Then let me ask you, why don't you play mahjong?"

Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment, he really couldn't answer for a while.

An Yuqian walked out of the library and waved his hand: "The world is so boring, why not just play mahjong every day and wait to die?"

Ren Xiaosu smiled, yes.

Not long after, An Yuqian came back, and he brought a bag of buns for Ren Xiaosu: "Try it, this bun shop is very delicious, I think you are not a local, and you probably haven't eaten this bun shop before. Let me tell you, the proprietress of this bun shop is very beautiful, and she is nicknamed Baozi Xishi!"

Ren Xiaosu curled his lips. After seeing Yang Xiaojin take off his peaked cap, he felt that he had touched the human definition of beauty.

As for the proprietress of the steamed stuffed bun shop, Ren Xiaosu has seen it before, and she is definitely not as good-looking as An Yuqian said, and it may be that when he walked by,

The scallions on Baozi Xishi's face made him subconsciously give him a low score.

An Yuqian took a look at the book in Ren Xiaosu's hand: "Oh, I've read this novel called The Great King's Life, and it's pretty good. Unfortunately, after the catastrophe, only the first two books were preserved, and I don't know where to throw the latter ones."

Ren Xiaosu cast him a glance: "Just take a look."

"You read a lot of miscellaneous books," An Yuqian recalled: "Every morning you read miscellaneous books, and you read textbooks in the afternoon. I have the impression that you have read economics books, literature and history books, popular science books, geography books, and even comics."

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu nodded.

"What exactly do you want to read?" An Yuqian asked suddenly: "There must be a purpose. I divide reading into three categories. The first category is interest reading, which means that you just like to read books. The second category is interest reading. For example, if you want to learn how to cook, you can read recipes. The third category is utilitarian reading. For example, you need to read textbooks for college entrance examinations, and there are also exercise sets."

"Then I should be interested in reading," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

"But what do you want to find in the book?" An Yuqian said.

"I want to find out what the world looks like," Ren Xiaosu said earnestly, "I didn't have the opportunity to read books before, and I didn't have the opportunity to systematically understand the world, so I should cherish the opportunity."

"Oh," An Yuqian nodded, "but you still haven't read two types of books."

"Which two types?" Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment, even he himself didn't pay attention to these.

"You don't read philosophy books. I saw you took one the day before yesterday, but put it back after reading two pages," An Yuqian said.

Ren Xiaosu was delighted, he didn't expect that An Yuqian was still watching himself carefully: "I just don't want to watch."

"Philosophy, what an interesting book," An Yuqian said regretfully, "You didn't even read it."

"I just don't want to trouble myself," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

This time it was An Yuqian's turn to be stunned. He was silent for a long time before he suddenly smiled and said, "It's kind of interesting. The meaning of philosophy is to understand the world through reflection, but that's all other people's understanding, so you don't need to read it. But why don't you read political books?"

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said, "Because the world as it is is more interesting than politics."

"Okay," An Yu said, "Suddenly I feel that we should have a lot in common."

Ren Xiaosu said seriously again: "I don't think so..."

Just when An Yuqian was about to fly into a rage, a voice suddenly came from the door of the library: "Is there anyone, I want to go into the library to read."

The voice was clear and sweet, and An Yuqian's eyes lit up when he looked back: "Here we come."

I saw a charming woman standing at the door, her hair was permed into big waves, and Ren Xiaosu could vaguely see the earrings hanging down her cheeks, like a secret temptation.

The other party stepped on thin high-heeled shoes and waited for An Yuqian to check the library card. An Yuqian said, "Miss Zhou Yingxue, right?"

"Yes," Zhou Yingxue nodded.

"Okay, that's fine," An Yuqian said according to the script: "Books in this library cannot be borrowed. If there is any damage, please contact me in time. I hope you can cherish the books here. After all, many books cannot be found outside."

"Well, thank you," Zhou Yingxue smiled gracefully.

An Yuqian's soul was about to be hooked away: "Just call me if you have anything to do."

At this time, Zhou Yingxue walked slowly to sit opposite Ren Xiaosu, she looked at Ren Xiaosu and smiled, "Hello."

Ren Xiaosu raised his head and said, "Hello, Auntie."

An Yuqian next to him was in a hurry, how does this kid talk, Yuelao will pull a steel bar for you, I'm afraid you can break it!