Hunting College

　　 Yunhua Community is a street bottom merchant.

　　 Outside Sanyou Bookstore.

　　 Seeing the black sign still hanging on the window sill, Zheng Qing's disappointment was beyond words.

　　 It seems that Mr. has not returned yet.

　　 Human beings always have this kind of fear in the face of new things. Zheng Qing couldn't help feeling a little about gains and losses when he thought that he was about to step into a completely unfamiliar environment.

　　Is it too rush to agree to enter the first university? Sometimes Zheng Qing can't help thinking that no one but himself really understands this school. Is it really good to make such a reckless decision?

　　 At this time, he especially hopes to get advice from her husband.

　　 peeled off a crumpled yellow talisman paper from behind the black sign.

　　 Zheng Qing looked around, there was no stranger.

　　He put the talisman paper in his palm, and muttered the spell silently.

　　 The talisman paper twisted, folded into the shape of a key, and got into the keyhole very reluctantly. Zheng Qing flipped the handle, twisted the door of the bookstore, and pulled out the talisman again and glued it back to the black sign.

　　 The shop is deserted and very quiet. Xunyue was not popular, and the room was full of books. Zheng Qing took a deep breath, a satisfying scholarly fragrance filled his lungs.

　　 When I get old, I will open a big bookstore, basking in the sun, lying on a recliner with a book on my face, and smelling the fragrance enough. Walking between the bookshelves, Zheng Qing thought a little enviously.

　　 The bookstore is not big, only 40 or 50 square meters. The doors and windows run north-south, and the bookshelves in the store are placed along this direction.

　　 At the southeast corner of the bookstore, there is a wooden ladder. Above the ladder is a narrow attic with some sundries and the dried fish of the yellow lily. Below the ladder is a closed black painted single-sided wooden door.

The wooden door is less than two meters high and just over one meter wide. The threshold is two inches high. On the left and right sides of the threshold are two light cylindrical wooden piers. The wooden piers are only an inch higher than the threshold. .

　　 There is no door **** posted on the door, only a stick of soft pen with fine twine, and a small pot of sesame oil.

　　 On the left side of the middle of the wooden door, there is a brass paving door knocker, in the shape of a turtle snake. The head of the shop is a lying turtle with its head up, and the knocker is a snake on the back of the turtle. It's just that the door knocker is now firmly embedded on the turtle's back, and there is no place to fall. The lying turtle shrank into its own shell, revealing six small black holes.

　　 Zheng Qing grabbed the brush hanging on the door and gently scratched the chin of the snake. The snake hissed, lifted up and arched a knocker.

　　 Zheng Qing dipped a little sesame oil with a brush and rubbed it on the snake's tail. The snake was shaking his tail. Under the turtle's back, a small head poked out slowly.

　　 Click, the wooden door made an unlocking sound.

　　 Zheng Qing happily watched the little tortoise lick the sesame oil from the snake's tail, then pulled the snake's door knocker and pulled it hard. The wooden door suddenly opened, and a dark aisle appeared before his eyes.

　　 This aisle was specially built for Zheng Qing. Walk along the aisle for a hundred meters and you will reach the Jiuyou Bookstore in Huizi Collection.

Mr. 　　 is often not in the store, so Zheng Qing often goes back and forth to help see the store when he is resting. Because he still couldn't find the font collection by his own ability, Mr. Wu helped him to open a passage between the two shops. In this way, Zheng Qing can take care of the two stores even if her husband is not there.

　　 Before, Zheng Qing was in awe of this magical passage, and there were so many random thoughts in his mind. But after a trip to the clock in Four Seasons Square, Zheng Qing already knew that this passage was only constructed with some superb magic skills.

　　 People will remain in awe of the mysterious things they cannot understand; but they will only have envy for the outstanding achievements that can be understood.

　　 Walking in the passage, Zheng Qing's yearning for the first university became firm again.

　　 He longs for one day, he can also build such a magical passage.

　　 The bookstores on both sides of the aisle were all the same deserted and quiet, and the civet cat did not know where it went. Zheng Qing glanced at the cat food box and threw the hardened dried fish into the trash can; then, he cleaned up the dust in the house a bit and poured some water on the pots of Clivia on the windowsill.

When the 　　 bookstore does not open, 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, pick out the books the guests need from the shelves one by one, and wrap them in kraft paper. Then put it in the next door Huichun Hall.

　　 Next time customers come, they can get the book directly from Huichuntang.

　　 There were not many guests this time, only three, and they all bought professional books such as rune structures. After Zheng Qing finished writing the title of the book to the kraft paper package, he stretched out comfortably and looked at this small bookstore.

The Sanyou Bookstore in 　　Hui Character Collection is about the same size as the bookstore in Yunhua Community. Zheng Qing recalled the abandoned Sanyou Bookstore in Sijifang, which was of similar size.

　　 What does Mr. 　　 open so many bookstores for?

　　 sighed, UU read www.uukanshu.com holding three packages, Zheng Qing walked out of the bookstore.

　　 The flow of people on the street is still very rare. This bazaar seems to have never been crowded days, perhaps this is the gathering place for the stubborn wizards mentioned in history books.

　　 Zheng Qing grinned, he found that he could always understand the details that he hadn't noticed before.

　　 It's just two days of reading the book, and my understanding of the world is completely different. Many details that have not been paid attention to before have a deeper meaning in his eyes. After graduating from university four years later, what will this world look like in my own eyes?

　　 He looked around, looked at this narrow street, looked at the old scene on the street, looking forward to the future.

　　 "Send the parcel to the cabinet by yourself." A lazy voice came from Zheng Qing's ear.

　　 He turned his head in surprise.

　　 At the door of the Huichun Hall next door, a young man pulling slippers, wearing a white robe, wearing a bun, and holding a small teapot, was engrossed in looking at a thread-bound ancient book.

　　 "Pan Lv'er, you are watching "Jin Ping Mei" again." Zheng Qing leaned over with a smile.

　　 This young man who reads is the young treasurer of Huichuntang, his name is Deng Xiaoxian, and everyone on the street calls him Xiao Deng the treasurer. Because the two stores are next to each other, Zheng Qing is very familiar with the young shopkeeper. After a long time, he made his own mind and gave him the nickname "Pan Lv Er".

　　 Deng Xiaoxian doesn't care, but often shows off, saying that Zheng Qingqi's nickname is just like his own.

　　 is really shameless.

　　 Pan Lüer glanced at Zheng Qing, sipped his tea into the spout, and said, "I heard that your kid is going to the first university?"

　　 Zheng Qing's eyes lit up, and suddenly he remembered that her husband had said that Deng Xiaoxian had just graduated from university.

　　 Maybe he can give himself some advice!