To put the lines from a sister, Jian'er has a lot of time now. The main purpose of her coming out is not to get any treasures in this night market, but to destroy Mr. Song here, who only cares about her birth and has no time to pay attention to her boring time. Of course, if she can really find any treasures here, that's better.

Now that Geng Geng has pointed out a direction for herself, in order to achieve the purpose of perfect time, Jian'er decided not only not to let Geng Geng directly point out the direction of things for her, but also she did not particularly feel the spiritual power. This time she had to rely entirely on her own eyesight.

Actually, to be honest, there are not many old books and newspapers on this small stall, and the ones that occupy most of the stalls are all those magazines. Jian'er squatted down and picked up a few books and flipped through them. Oh, I really miss it. She even found a book called "The King of Story" which is about the same age as her.

To be honest, she had read a few books in this book when she was in the lonely courtyard. All of them were donated books. At that time, this book was a treasure. Most of the time, these books were locked in a room called the "reading room". It was called "reading room", but the door here was kept by the iron general for many years. Generally, it was not allowed to read, which was called to prevent precious books from being destroyed by those naughty little guys.

Just kidding, oh, if you are afraid that your child will be destroyed by ignorance, just lock it up and not let it read. Nonsense! You can't teach your child if you are ignorant? Isn't this book just for reading? Then why don't you say that you are afraid of being swallowed and you simply stop eating. If you are afraid of choking when drinking water, you simply don't even have to drink water.

Only the leaders above and some entrepreneurs who came to donate money to gain fame will be opened when they visit, so that the orphans can go in and take a show to show how complete the facilities of the orphans are and how caring they are for the orphans. With their care, the children not only have good physical care, but also their spiritual world is the focus of the orphans. Look, this does not contain much spiritual food - books provide them to enrich their inner self!

Every time when the door to the reading room is open, books like "Story King" are absolutely popular, because these books are basically donated, and a considerable number of them are extremely boring. You can't make some little kids interested in serious works like "Das Kapital".

Suddenly, he saw the shining points in his childhood memory. Jian'er suddenly felt extremely intimate.

After looking through it, Jian'er picked a few out of the middle. Well, no matter what he gained tonight, these few books alone made Jian'er feel that this trip was worthwhile. Revisiting the beautiful memories of childhood is also a very interesting thing, right?

Okay! I have so many memories when I was a child. Jian'er put the book he picked aside, then turned his eyes. Now it's time to find the key points. What would be the valuable treasure in Geng's mouth?

Jian'er glanced at the other things on the stall. It was absolutely impossible for these broken magazines. Of course, if there were any inclusions in the magazine, it would be a different matter. But you can't let Jian'er read them all in one place, right? Don't say that she couldn't do such a thing, even if she was really shameless, the stall owner would definitely have an objection.

This depends on her eyesight. Take a closer look at what else might be of higher value here.

The stall owner is not bad, at least she also classified books roughly. Well, there is no need to read tools and books. Magazine is not interested, and the big works of martial arts novels are even more boring. Unless there is a snail in it (then you have to wait for Geng Geng to take action), these are definitely a thousand miles away from what Geng Geng thinks are "treasures". If none of these are, then only... Jian'er glanced at the thick and thick newspapers covered with gray at the corner of the stall. Then the treasures wouldn't be stuck in there, right?

Jian'er thought for a while and raised the story books she picked out in her hand: "Boss, how do you calculate these?"

"Three copies for five yuan." The stall owner raised the corner of his eyes and glanced at it without raising his head.

"Six dollars, four books." He lowered his head and pointed a little, four books. After thinking about Jian'er's counter-off.

The stall owner wanted to say something, Jian'er then said, "I'll be the boss, open the stall's business is more generous. Besides, this book has probably been put on for a long time. It seems that it's all gray." After that, Jian'er patted the book gently, and the dust raised made her unable to help coughing and turning her face away. "Just sell one book like this, just make sure you make a good fortune and make a business easier for the first night."

"The little girl can speak. If she succeeds, she will be considered a good start." The boss smiled and let go.

"Okay, thank you! You've got the money." Jian'er took out six yuan of change from his bag. Because it was a little far away, Jian'er jumped over the stall very naturally and stood next to the stall owner. At her feet was her target of doubt - the old newspaper. "You just happened to have change, so you don't have to look for it."

"Suspicious? You are selling newspapers." After giving the money, Jian'er didn't rush to leave, as if she just glanced at her accidentally and asked casually.

"Yes, but they are all old newspapers."

"It can be seen that if the new newspaper would not have accumulated that thick layer of gray. Good guy is at least three layers thicker than the gray in the story books I just took. I guess I would pick it up and shake it. The gray falling on the ground is probably enough for me to put a flower pot." While speaking, Jian'er's fingers naturally passed by the edge of the newspaper. Suddenly, something seemed to appear. Jian'er's eyes flashed, his fingertips paused, and then he withdrew his fingers very naturally. He smiled naturally with his eyebrows and eyes turned, and said in a low mouth.

"It's not that exaggerating." Listening to Jian'er's interesting words, the boss couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Ah, by the way, boss, do you sell these newspapers?" As if suddenly thinking of something, Jian'er continued to ask.

"Sell it, but why are you a little girl buying these? Go back and shake the dust and collect it for flowers?" The boss also joked as Jian'er said. After saying that, he found it interesting, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Well, I don't buy much. If I use it to shake the dust, it may not be enough." Jian'er replied as if she was following the boss and pretended to be serious, "so she can only buy it back and use it as another way."

"Sure! Just take a look at how much you want. If you choose, I'll give you a little cheaper." Seeing Jian'er say this, the boss was even more happy. This little girl is so funny.

"Thank you, boss, you're generous!" When Jian'er heard the word "cheap", she lit up and immediately flattered her. After saying that, she still gave Chao a thumbs up, "Give me a thumbs up!"

"I want the middle ones. These papers look thicker and are just right for laying on the floor, so that I can't paint the wall white. The floor will be white without brushing it." Jian'er stretched out her fingers and compared the locations of the newspapers she wanted, and signaled to the stall owner.

"Sure, you need these things, right?" The stall owner came over, "Come on, little girl, let go, I'll take it out for you to avoid getting any dust from your hands."

"Thank you, boss, you are a great person." Jian'er was very good at slapping a good person, and at the same time she was proud of her heart. Sure enough, if you like to be sweet, you can take advantage of it. You should know that those newspapers say too much, and it is not too little. If you want to move at someone else's stall, it will definitely be annoying and it will easily expose her goals.

But now it is different. Just a few simple words of pleasing words easily narrowed the distance between her and the stall owner. The little request she asked the stall owner to only treat it as a coaxing girl and would not pay special attention. Although the boss's hand is his own, it is more concealed than Jian'er who brings it himself, and it will not attract his attention. This is what the so-called dark under the lamp is said.

"Is so much enough?" the stall owner asked.

"Enough, enough. I can't use it all. My family is not a rich man. The house is not that big. It's definitely more than enough to make three-story pavings." Jian'er responded quickly.

Just kidding, she didn't really buy these old newspapers to lay the floor for decoration. You should know that in order to prevent the boss from having any problems, Jian'er deliberately left a lot of newspapers in the upper and lower positions of her target to cover up and down. The stall owner may think this little girl is fun, so he gave Jian'er a little more. Anyway, these old newspapers and the books on the stall were bought from the scrap purchase station. The purchase price is very cheap and not valuable. It's nothing to give a few more pictures to the little girl who she has a good impression of.

"Lei, help me take it." After paying the money, Jian'er naturally greeted Lei standing beside him.

It was not until this time that the stall owner noticed that a handsome guy with such an aura was standing in front of his stall. His whole body was completely inseparable from the word "ordinary person". However, such a person was very strange. He had a very strange sense of harmony when standing with the little girl who was dressed very "people-friendly" and laughed, as if they were born to stand together.

Lei didn't say anything, regardless of his temperament and exquisite outfit that did not match those old newspapers. He bent his waist and hugged the stack of old newspapers on the ground gracefully, completely ignoring that this might stain his expensive clothes. Lei looked so natural when he did this action, and it seemed that he was not holding an old newspaper, but more like holding a stack of documents waiting to be reviewed.

"Let's go back, Lei." Feeling the greed in his arms moved very secretly, indicating that the goal had been achieved. Seeing that he had not made a mistake in his judgment, Jian'er was in an instant and had a great mood. Her big eyes were curved into a crack. She decided to go back to Mr. Song first to see what it was.

As for the stall owner, he seemed to have felt something now, but when he looked at the background of Jian'er's departure, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. He still understood the rules that people like him who had been lying on this street for many years. Although he might have left the treasure just now, he could not say anything, but his eyesight was not as good as others.

As for Jian'er who found the treasure, she was actually very curious. Because of the limited conditions just now, she actually didn't care about what the paper was stuck in the old newspapers. But no matter how curious Jian'er was, she wouldn't show up on the street. What is this? It's a night market street. There are many people who often stay here and know how to do things. She doesn't want to cause trouble and follow her.

Due to his strong curiosity, Jian'er rushed back in two steps. Just as he was just a few steps away from returning to Mr. Song's store, Jian'er suddenly froze and stopped.

It turned out that at this moment, the greed in Jian'er's arms suddenly moved again, and her fat little claws pushed Jian'er's arm hard. Jian'er lowered her head and asked instinctively: "What's wrong with greed?" Then Jian'er herself was in a flash. Really, she was confused. This little guy couldn't speak. It would be useless to ask if she asked like this. She was not the little guy who knew interracial language.

Jian'er didn't know what Jiang Er thought, but when she saw Jian Er lowered her head, Gan'er hurriedly made another move, and then stared at Jian Er innocently with her big round eyes.

"No!" The three words came out of Jian'er's mouth. What day is this? Could it be that he is really bad? Why did this good thing come in a pile of ways? Because Geng Geng's actions just now were very simple, that is, there is a treasure on the left, especially this time Geng Geng's actions have changed, which means Geng Geng thinks that this treasure is not simple.

There is a treasure on the left! Jian'er turned around according to Geng Geng's instructions and looked at the position indicated by Geng Geng.

Treasure? And it’s not a simple treasure? Looking at the thing in front of him, Jian'er was speechless. Could there be treasures here?

It turns out that the stall is not a different place, but a lot of Buddhist supplies, such as beads, wooden fish, and statues of gods. However, no matter how precious the things here are, they seem to have nothing to do with me. I feel that my life is quite good now, and I have no plan to convert to my Buddha for the time being.

Although it was just a few glances, Jian'er could easily tell that all the things here were new. Although there were a few that were made old, it could still be easily distinguished with Jian'er's current eyesight. Is there anything interesting about such things?

Jian'er's eyes full of doubt met Geng. Looking at the big eyes full of prayers, Jian'er hesitated for a moment and walked to the stall selling Buddhist supplies.
Chapter completed!