Ren Xiaosu came to the library step by step every day. When he came to the library again recently, he found that the door of the library had been opened, and An Yuqian leaned against the chair at the door and slept soundly. It was obvious that he had played mahjong all night last night.

It is said that 500 yuan a day is enough to live in Yuqian. In the entire barrier, ordinary residents' family of three have only earned 4,000 to 5,000 yuan a month, and 15,000 yuan a month should be very comfortable.

But An Yuqian insisted on taking the money to play mahjong...

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

Fortunately, he still has a lot of gold. When he thinks of this, Ren Xiaosu hopes that he can discover another ruin or something in the future. It has to be said that the human civilization before the disaster was full of treasures.

If it was really like Yang Xiaojin said, a laboratory item could be exchanged for inexhaustible money for a lifetime, then it would be really joyful.

No wonder Qingzhen had to have such great efforts to go to the laboratory in Jingshan before.

The cigarette will deteriorate and the alcohol will evaporate, but the paper documents retained in the closed space are priceless.

Of course, some people have found that unvolatile wines are carefully processed, preserved and packaged. If you take them out and sell them, you can make you rich overnight.

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

"Hmm?" An Yuqian looked at Ren Xiaosu with sleepy eyes: "No, I'm not waiting for you to pay for breakfast. I passed by the bun shop in the morning, and the buns smelled so good."

Ren Xiaosu was so angry that he took 10 yuan on the table: "Go to have a meal, I'll help you look at the library."

"Haha," An Yuqian put 10 quick money into his pocket: "Good guy!"

"Wait," Ren Xiaosu said in confusion: "Why do you have to spend money on mahjong?"

In his opinion, An Yuqian is not simple. How could a person who can sort out systematically learn mathematics and physics logic in a short period of time be just an ordinary library administrator?

The basic things seem ordinary, but forming a system is indeed a skill that is light and light.

An Yuqian looked at Ren Xiaosu with a funny look: "Then I ask you, why don't you play mahjong?"

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment, but he really couldn't answer for a while.

An Yuqian walked out of the library and waved his hand: "The world is so boring, wouldn't it be better to just play mahjong and eat it all day long?"

Ren Xiaosu smiled, that's right.

After a while, An Yuqian came back. He brought a bag of buns to Ren Xiaosu: "Try it, this bun is very delicious. I think you should not be a local, and you should have never eaten this bun. I tell you that the owner of this bun shop is very beautiful, and he is nicknamed, Baozi Xishi!"

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

As for the owner of the bun shop, Ren Xiaosu has also seen it, and it is definitely not as good-looking as An Yuqian said. It may be that when he walked by, the green onions on the face of the bun Xishi subconsciously gave him a low score.

An Yuqian glanced at the book on Ren Xiaosu's hand: "Oh, I have read this book, which is called "Good King, I have read it, it's quite good. Unfortunately, only the first two books were saved after the disaster, and I don't know where the ones behind it were thrown away."

Ren Xiaosu glanced at him: "Look at it casually."

"The books you read are quite complicated," An Yuqian recalled: "Every morning, textbooks are read. I remember you have read economics, literature and history books, popular science books, and geography, and even comics."

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu nodded.

"What do you want to read?" An Yuqian suddenly asked, "It must be a purpose. I divided reading into three categories. The first category is interest, that is, purely like reading, and the second category is pros and cons. For example, if you want to learn to cook, you should read recipes, and the third category is utilitarian, such as the textbooks you need to read in the exam and further studies, and there are also exercise sets."

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

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

"I want to find the way this world looks," Ren Xiaosu said seriously: "I didn't have any chance to read books before, nor did I have any chance to systematically understand the world, so I have to cherish it if I have the opportunity."

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

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

"If you don't read the philosophy book, I saw you take one the day before yesterday, but after reading it, I put it back," An Yuqian said.

Ren Xiaosu was happy. He didn't expect that An Yuqian was still observing him carefully: "I just don't want to see it."

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

"I just don't want to worry about 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 suddenly laughing: "It's interesting. The meaning of philosophy lies in understanding the world through reflection, but that's all the understanding of others, it's better not to read it. But why don't you read political books?"

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

"Okay," An Yuqian smashed his mouth: "Suddenly I felt that we should have a lot of common languages."

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

Just when An Yuqian was about to be furious, a voice suddenly came from the door of the library: "Are you anyone? I want to go to the library to read a book."

The sound was crisp and beautiful. An Yuqian looked back and his eyes lit up: "Here's here."

I saw a charming woman standing at the door, her hair was burning in shape of a big wave. In a vague way, Ren Xiaosu could also see the earrings hanging down to the other person's cheeks, like a secret temptation.

The other party was wearing thin high heels waiting for An Yuqian to check the borrowing certificate. An Yuqian said, "Ms. Zhou Yingxue, right?"

"Yes," Zhou Yingxue nodded.

"Okay," An Yuqian read the book: "This library book cannot be borrowed. If it is damaged, please contact me in time. I hope you can cherish the books here. After all, many books can't be found outside."

"Yeah, thank you," Zhou Yingxue smiled in a slight smile.

An Yuqian's soul is about to be hooked away: "If you have anything, just call me."

At this time, Zhou Yingxue slowly walked to the opposite side of Ren Xiaosu and sat down. She looked at Ren Xiaosu and smiled and said, "Hello."

Ren Xiaosu looked up and said, "Hello, auntie."
Chapter completed!