I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Hearing this, Chen Feng nodded in agreement. Whether it is a novel or an essay, it is a carrier for recording and reflecting the reality in the author's eyes at the time of writing. Because of this, these words can easily resonate with more people. . Therefore, in every turbulent period, the literati who are most likely to cause public resistance are all regarded as thorns in the eyes and thorns in the flesh by the opponents.

But after sweeping the entire bookshelf, Chen Feng frowned unintentionally. When he turned his head, Sayuri was already talking with the store manager at the front desk, as if hoping to get permission to read books here.

Soon, Sayuri looked at Chen Feng, smiled and nodded, it seemed that she had obtained permission.

"Forget it, let's start with the first book."

If you continue to struggle, you will not get any results other than wasting time. Chen Feng picked up the books on the top floor and took the first book there.

This is a book with a black and yellowish outer cover. Chen Feng can feel the age of this book when holding it in his hand, and the book cover feels very comfortable to the touch, as if it is wrapped in a layer of fur. There was no writing on the case, and he took the book and walked towards Sayuri who was already sitting on the sofa.

During the period, the old store manager seemed to feel that his sleeping position was not right, so he got up and changed his position. Chen Feng noticed that the other party's gaze glanced at the book in his hand.

After all, the two of them came here to borrow books, so Chen Feng still knew how to be polite. He smiled back at each other. The old store manager didn't have much expression, but just nodded lightly.

"Feng Jun, you really like this kind of old books."

"Huh? Does it look old?"

Sayuri was taken aback. She didn't expect that Chen Feng hadn't read this book. Obviously, this book should be a world-famous masterpiece, not to mention the author and year are clearly marked.

"Well, it just has a sense of age."

Sayuri wasn't stupid enough to tear down other people's platforms, she just replied in a polite manner, and then looked at the fairy tale in her hand.

Chen Feng turned over the first page. It was a piece of yellowed paper, with handwritten text on it, sometimes connected, sometimes scattered, pieced together one by one, but not common English, after a short silence , Chen Feng determined that it was undoubtedly Latin.

But then looking down, Chen Feng found that some sentences were obviously much more complicated and lengthy compared with the general Latin, and the elements that could be simplified were rigid and fixed.

"Classical Latin..."

Chen Feng frowned and murmured softly. He can generally read books in Latin fluently, but even if the gap between Classical Latin and Common Latin is not that great, it will greatly increase the difficulty of reading for him, and it may also cause Chen Feng to read books in Latin fluently. There are deviations in the comprehension of certain sentences.

Sayuri was already fascinated by the story, and her eyes were fixed on the book without moving. After Chen Feng flipped through a few pages again, he got up slightly and walked to the front desk. The writing is no longer in Latin, but a kind of scribbled writing that Chen Feng has never seen before.

Even if Chen Feng came over, he didn't have any intention of raising his head.

Since the other party didn't speak, then Chen Feng came by himself. He put the book in his hand on it, turned to the old store manager, and asked:

"Old man, how should the classical Latin be translated here? I linked to the previous description of a similar combination of time and wisdom, but I still can't combine it with my own translation of the latter part."

The hands of the old store manager who wrote the text paused for a moment, and he looked at Chen Feng with some surprise eyes, but soon fell down again, and the movement of his hands did not stop, but replied:

"The time and space that rotates are eternal and return to one point, and the existence of insignificance will not understand that we are in a small corner of the world."

It seems that the old store manager did not lie to him, and just glanced at it and translated the above content to Chen Feng.

"Thanks."

"Wait a minute, young man."

The old store manager put down the pen in his hand, took off the hat on his head, and opened the corners of his wrinkled eyes vigorously. Those old but clear eyes scanned every part of Chen Feng's body.

Chen Feng felt a little uncomfortable, because he always felt as if he was standing here naked.

The gaze didn't last too long, it was only 5 seconds. The old store manager withdrew his gaze, put on his hat again, pointed to Chen Feng's left hand and said:

"The fourth bookshelf on your left, and the last three on the seventh floor of the bookshelf to the right, I hope you can also take a look."

"no problem."

"If there is something you don't understand, you can ask me."

"Thank you so much."

The tone of the old store manager's speech is no longer as stiff and lazy as before, and there has been an obvious change in general.

Returning to his seat, Chen Feng continued to read. Originally, he felt that this book was always incoherent, and the overall title and exposition were even more incoherent. But the more he read the book, the more he could feel the The handwritten book has a unique charm, and the more I look at Chen Feng, the more I feel a chill down my back.

"Is there an incomprehensible existence..."

He closed the book, and it was already noon outside. Chen Feng didn't bother Sayuri, who was reading with gusto, but had a brief chat with the store manager, and then went to the streets of the small town to buy some simple wheat porridge. He gave a bowl to the old store manager, and then gave it to Sayuri.

Finally, Sayuri, who was relieved from the book, looked surprised. She had never seen such a wonderful story. The plot line was ups and downs, and every contradictory point was set up very cleverly. reason.

Chen Feng had finished reading the book in his hand. The old store manager took a broom and began to clean the bookstore. When passing by two people, he looked at the book in front of Sayuri and asked:

"Little girl, can you read it fluently too?"

"Yeah! The story above is so wonderful. Even though there is such a good book, I don't know why there are only two of us here."

Hearing Sayuri's compliment, the old store manager just hunched over, smiled and shook his head.

"Maybe it's out of date."

After a brief lunch, Chen Feng found a book according to the guidance of the old store manager just now. This book is wrapped in red leather, and the feel is almost the same as the one he read before. If he wants to say something different, he can only It is said that there seems to be some words engraved on the cover of this book, which cannot be seen with the naked eye, and can only be felt by touching.

Describing the words he felt in his brain carefully, Chen Feng felt very much like the handwriting that the old store manager had scribbled on the sticky notes before.

don't know……

With doubts, Chen Feng returned to Sayuri's side. At this time, there were also books with thick and thin books around Sayuri, whose shells were almost the same as those in his hands.

Stretching his head to take a look, Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.

Is the above a small language that I have never come into contact with? What a messy alphabetical order...

He also knew that Sayuri was considered a gifted girl before, and others had already been recommended to study in universities when they first entered high school. It was normal for such a person to learn something that others could not touch.

I read the handwritten articles in the handwritten article in the classical Latin I learned from the temporary exchange with the old store manager. This book is obviously different from the previous one. A very long story was formed in Chen Feng's brain, and he seemed to have personally experienced the experience of the "protagonist" in it. Obviously, from the outside, it was just the nonsense of two books, but Chen Feng was able to Read between the lines to find the 'story' of this story.

Reading is a wonderful thing. You can learn other people's thinking from it, and you can also learn some things that are contrary to your own ideas, but there is no need to give up reading because of opposition, because you can get a deeper thinking

——Why would someone go against my philosophy?

Reading and reading, of course, is to read word by word, not just for the sake of reading, skip a series of "meaningless words", lose the emotion contained in these words, how can you understand the whole book? What is the meaning of completeness of the book?

The extremely fast reading method starts with efficiency, but it will eventually be defeated by efficiency.

A thing that is worth thinking about has turned into a work-like task, and the so-called highly respected efficiency has become a joke.

Chen Feng likes to ask questions very much, and he will ask when he doesn't understand. There is no shame in this kind of behavior, on the contrary, he is proud of it.

It's just knowledge, how can you not ask if you don't understand what you have learned?

The old store manager is still writing his own things at the front desk, and only when Chen Feng asks, he will raise his head to answer him. It is strange to say that after the old store manager's explanation, Chen Feng will always have a kind of enlightenment Illusion, that is a kind of perception when the brain is running at high speed and has fallen into a certain state.

On the way, the old store manager brought a cup of coffee and a cup of milk to each of them. The coffee was for Chen Feng, and the milk was for Sayuri.