The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

"Did you see this?" Qingque showed the thing in his hand to Mori Ogai.

Question marks appeared in Mori Ogai's eyes.

I saw Qingque holding a stick with feathers in his hand. For some reason, under the dim light, Mori Ogai shuddered.

"If you really did something to make me angry, Alice is a child who can let it go, but you can't."

Although Alice has a supernatural power, her heart is set as a child, so it is inconvenient.But Mori Ogai is an adult, and he is not afraid of being beaten because of his rough skin and thick flesh.Although Qingque itself does not advocate violent education, it has to be admitted that sometimes violence can indeed solve problems.

Under Qing Que's calm eyes, Mori Ogai put away his previous smile and showed his previous stickiness again, "Oh, don't be angry, Que-chan, haven't I done this yet?"

Qing Que put back the feather duster with a furious smile, "Senior Brother Ogai, I understand your nature, and I understand some of the things you do. But it doesn't mean that I will support you. Besides, there is no last resort , only subjective."

"As long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more ways than difficulties. Don't make a decision without authorization, at least before that, discuss it with the old man, or anyone else." After finishing speaking, Qing Que stood up, pointed at the door of the bookstore, and said: "It's getting late, you can go back."

Mori Ogai immediately understood that Qingque was getting impatient.

While moving towards the door, he couldn't help complaining, "Quejiang is so eccentric. They are both Quejiang's seniors, why are you so fierce to me?"

Qing Que hugged her chest, "Ten seconds."

Mori Ogai immediately quickened his deliberately slow pace, "Let's go!"

Mori Ogai left, and Qingque was finally left alone in the bookstore.

She took a moment to pack her things, then washed up and went to bed.

Before going to bed, Qingque thought carefully about Mori Ogai's words.

Mori Ogai is not someone who would ask questions suddenly on a whim, this dog thief is better than anyone else, and suddenly told her these vague things, either what he plans to do in the future, or he has already done it.

As for what to do, Qing Que thought about it, probably it was the child's problem.So, has Mori Ogai done anything to use children to achieve his goals?

If you don't understand, ask the old man tomorrow.

On the second day, Qingque opened the door on time.

Strangely, it was not Hatta who stood at the door today, but a boy in his early ten years old.The boy has orange hair, eyes as blue as the sea, and is wearing a sweater.

Hearing the movement, the little boy raised his head.When he saw the blue bird, he was stunned.

"What's wrong? Do you need any help?" Seeing that it was a little boy, Qingque couldn't help asking in a soft tone.

"You, hello, I came here to take a look on behalf of Brother Hatta. He accidentally smashed his head yesterday and couldn't come to work. Also, this." Nakahara said, and took out one from the pocket of his sweater. Small hairpin.

The hairpin is pink with a tiny bow.Although the rhinestones in the middle have made this barrette barely delicate, as long as a discerning person can see its cheap material.

"This is a gift from Brother Hatta to the store manager. He said thank you for taking care of me during this time. Because of limited funds, I bought this hair clip without authorization as a gift for New Year's Day." Nakahara Zhong also said, holding the hair clip in his hands Before Qingque's eyes, he was full of apprehension.

Qingque was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, stretched out her hands and carefully put away the hairpin, "Thank you, I like it very much. What's your name?"

"I am Zhongye from the Central Plains."

Qingque slightly raised her eyebrows.It's the child who can manipulate gravity and knows that he has a long life just by hearing his name.

"It's cold outside, come in." Qingque said, making way for Zhongyuan Zhongya to enter.

Zhong Yuanzhong also followed Qing Que into the bookstore.

He looked around, finally looked at Qingque's back, and said: "Brother Hatta told me that the store manager is very busy every day. I can help you with things. I have supernatural powers and can help you a lot."

The little boy's obedient request is really cute, especially the way he looks at people with his head held high, like a puppy.

Originally, Qing Que hadn't planned to let a child who was only about ten years old work part-time, but seeing that he was really sincere and the store was really busy, after much deliberation, he decided to agree.

"Okay, Chuya, can I call you that?" Qingque asked.

"of course can!"

Perhaps the aftertaste of New Year's Day has not faded away, so there are only a few guests this morning.Qingque happened to be free too, so she couldn't read or write when she started asking.

"I know it. Brother Hatta taught us. Some time ago, Brother Hatta taught us mathematics." Nakahara Chuya said this, packed the books that the guests wanted, and then handed them over to the guests.

Although the movements are not very skilled, you can see his intentions.Even the time to calculate change for customers is very fast, I think I have studied hard.

"Yata didn't ask you to help here, did you? It's just that Zhong also felt that he wanted to help Hatta, so he said he wanted to stay in the store to help, right?" Qingque smiled and held his face.

Chuya's cheeks blushed for a second when he was suddenly poked in the center by the store manager, but it quickly disappeared.

"Well. Brother Hatta passed this New Year's Day and will be leaving soon. If it wasn't for Brother Hatta's suggestion, I wouldn't be able to live now. So, I want to repay Brother Hatta well."

I thought Yang's hole card was a rebellious child, but I didn't expect him to be so cute and cute.

Qing Que, who had seen Chuya from the inside out, didn't show the slightest expression on her face. Instead, she took out the candy she bought yesterday from the drawer, "Here, a reward for a good boy."

"Reward? But I didn't do anything at all?" Zhong also took the candy in doubt.

"Because Chu is also a good boy who puts others in his heart and repays the kindness of others. As long as he is a good boy, I will reward him. Hatta also has it."

"So that's the case, thank you manager." The little boy said sternly.

Much cuter.

The one who works hard is also very cute, the appearance of stepping on the stool and trying to reach the front desk is even cuter, and the appearance of asking Qingque for advice when encountering a problem reminds Qingque of the students he met before time travel.

It's really interesting to watch them scratch their heads and just can't figure out how to write a paper.Fortunately, Qing Que still has a bit of conscience, so she didn't make fun of Zhong, who was only ten years old.

In the afternoon, there were significantly more customers.Some are even repeat customers. They don't buy books, but just want to chat with the store manager.

Because there is no malice, Qingque will occasionally chat with them.

"Speaking of which, I see that you always come here in groups, and you are also wearing uniform black suits." Qing Que said.

Hearing this, Nakamura was a little embarrassed, "Ah, these are my colleagues. The store manager recommended me the book by Mr. Yamadori before, and after I brought it back, I recommended my colleague. I didn't expect this book It's burning inside of us."

What is Nakamura's occupation?Qingque didn't think about it carefully.But looking at the vicious look, Qingque guessed what organization it was most likely.Unexpectedly, my book did not spread among ordinary people at first, but became very popular in some organizations.

However, due to the vigorous publicity of the publishing house, and even published in newspapers, the proportion of ordinary people buying in the later period is increasing. The last replenishment is still ten days before New Year's Day.It's only the first day after New Year's Day, and the inventory in the warehouse has been reduced by at least half.

It's a hassle to always restock.

Thinking of this, Qingque frowned unconsciously.

"Is there any trouble for the little store manager?" Nakamura asked.

"Because there are too many people buying books, and there will only be more and more in the future. The bookstore is not large, so it always needs to be replenished. It is too frequent, so it will be a little troublesome." Qingque replied truthfully.

How could Nakamura miss the opportunity to solve the difficulties for the small store manager?Not to mention him, even the guests around are ready to move.

"Ah, does the store manager need our help? When is it necessary to replenish the stock, just contact me, and I will come to help the store manager immediately! There may be another suggestion, that is, customers should go to the store to make reservations first. After the book arrives, I will inform them to come and pick it up. How about this?"

Qingque thought about it and found that it was not bad.In this way, customers who run out of stock don't need to worry about not being able to grab the book. They just need to leave their contact information and the stock will be sent to notify them when the time comes.Even the quantity of the next replenishment can be estimated based on the quantity ordered by the guests.

"It's really a great help, as expected of a working person." Qing Que didn't hold back her praise.

Nakamura, who was praised, felt a bit shy and touched the back of his head, "Hahaha! Because the little store manager is really hardworking, I am very happy to be able to help the little store manager!"

"In the end, it's because Nakamura is very talented in this area! If you are interested, you can also consider doing work in this area!"

"Cough cough cough!" Sensing the envious eyes of the surrounding guests, Nakamura almost wrote the word "satisfied" on his face.

Qingque, who received good advice from Nakamura, wrote down the method and went to check the inventory.

Zhongye's movements are also becoming more and more proficient. Later, if Qingque hadn't made it clear that he could not use the special ability, he would have used the special ability to package it for the guests.

When the sun went down, it was finally time for the bookstore to close.

Before the bookstore closed, Qing Que saw Lan Tang stepping into the store.

"Mr. always chooses to come at a special time." Qing Que said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lan Tang slowly raised a smile on his face, "Small shopkeepers are always willing to spare time."

Qing Que raised her eyebrows and said, "So, is the purpose of this visit, sir, to deliver a letter?"

"Actually, I'm here to thank you."

"Thank me?" Qing Que was a little puzzled.

"Teacher Yamanori's reply gave me a lot of inspiration. I realized that it is wrong to blindly look back on the past. What I should do is to find a new goal." Lan Tang said this, bending slightly in front of Qingque Waist, "You are special."

Qingque blinked, but said nothing.

"Lantang."

Did you want to get to know each other and become friends?

Qingque shook her head lightly, said with a smile, "I am Qingque."

"So I was the microphone between Lantang and Mr. Yamanori before he found a new target, right?" Qingque joked.

"I thought Qingque would be very happy." Lan Tang accepted the joke.