The Monster I Was Redeemed

Making the bed, washing dishes, arranging daily necessities, and seasonings didn't take a lot of effort, and it took less than ten minutes when everything was done.

It can only be said that the power of reading is really good.

All the places to be arranged are ready, and Ai Liang will officially move into this home from this moment.

After packing up the things at home, Ai Liang planned to go out and visit the bookstore in the city.

During the day, the Qianhua Market is relatively harmonious in places where the sun shines. Only at night will those idle people wander the streets in groups.

Ai Liang took the bus for more than half an hour and came to the city center.

In this completely unfamiliar city, Ai Liang could only follow the navigation to check the location of each bookstore.

In the era of big information, almost every store, even just a grocery store, will show its location on the map.

Therefore, after Ai Liang entered the bookstore in the navigation software...no information popped up.

It's already 2030, and brick-and-mortar bookstores are shrinking almost every year.

That kind of small bookstore with only one front and few rows of bookshelves in the store, and on the dusty bookshelves, there are still unpopular books that I don’t know how many years old.

They are almost eliminated.

The ones that are still alive now are those high-value, multi-functional cultural and creative coffee bookstores.

On the one hand, the rise of the Internet and mobile terminals has made resources easier to obtain and more convenient to read. People no longer need to go to traditional bookstores to buy physical books.

On the other hand, there is competition in the industry, but the competition also revolves around the Internet.

The cost of opening an online bookstore is much lower than traditional bookstores, and there are more sales methods and home delivery services.

This further exacerbates the difficult situation for traditional bookstores.

Under the combined effect of external oppression and internal reform, the business model of Wenchuang Coffee Bookstore came into being.

The profit of such bookstores selling books only accounts for one-third of the profit, or even lower.

Rather than saying that these bookstores sell books, it is better to say that they sell coffee, peripheral gifts, as well as cultural atmosphere and services, in order to satisfy the "style" that most people seek.

Therefore, coffee bookstores are only common in the top ten international cities of the Asian Union, or more popular tourist cities.

The reason is also very simple, the cost is high.

The coffee bookstore sells services, not only bookshelves, sofas, and tables, but also a large venue and exquisite decoration.

Because of the addition of elements outside the bookstore, there is also a special barista.

Aside from the cost input, the monthly salary for the clerk is not a small amount.

Citizens in big cities will regard reading as a habit, and there will be a variety of customers in the bookstore. In addition to students and young people, there will also be adults or retirees.

Secondly, in more popular tourist cities, such as Qianhua City, this exquisite coffee bookstore will be used by people who come to visit as a place to take pictures and check in in the circle of friends, which will bring more traffic to the bookstore.

This is how income is guaranteed.

The bookstore in front of Ai Liang is just like this.

The bookstore lobby is decorated in khaki color, whether the bookshelves or the conjoined tables and chairs are in brown style, just looking at the appearance makes people feel comfortable.

The main reason why Ai Liang chose this store is that it has a separate reading room outside the bar.

There is specially prepared for those who want to read quietly.

It's no different from bookstores in Nevada, and it's also a membership system.

Ordinary members of 121 can read books at will in the reading room of the store.

350 senior members enjoy a 10% discount on book purchases and can borrow books.

Ai Liang thought about it, and then applied for a membership of 350 and paid a deposit of 200 yuan.

Reading is one of his few hobbies.

This amount of money is still worth it. The 200 yuan deposit is only to prevent customers from deliberately damaging the books, and the deposit will be refunded when the membership expires.

With a happy mood, Ai Liang began to wander among the bookshelves in search of novel categories.

Even if Ai Liang has psychic ability, he cannot see through the thoughts of the characters in the novel.

Almost every story can bring him a sense of freshness, the kind of sincere emotion that reality cannot bring him.

After all, most of the real society is gray, and only in the world of stories will the truth, goodness and beauty be promoted for various reasons.

"So there are two volumes in this book?"

Ai Liang glanced back and forth on the bookshelf, and suddenly he found the novel that Yang Xingyue gave him.

Yang Xingyue gave him only the first volume, but he didn't expect to see the whole set of the upper, middle and the next here.

Without any hesitation, Ai Liang brought three books, upper, middle and lower, to the long table and sat down.

He first spent ten minutes revisiting the plot of the first volume, recalling the general content of the book, and then gradually immersed himself in the follow-up stories with curiosity.

It's only after nine o'clock in the morning, and there are almost no people who come to the bookstore to read. Ai Liang alone is equivalent to a private room.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the teenagers who read books became a landscape in the reading room.

Buzz, buzz.

What awakened Ai Liang from the story world was not the buzzing sound of the phone, but the reminder of the girl diagonally opposite.

"Your phone is ringing."

The sudden voice disturbed Ai Liang's thoughts.

After finding that her phone was buzzing, Ai Liang returned an apologetic smile.

At this time, it was none other than one of Ai Liang's few friends, Ma Yu.

It was inconvenient to speak in the reading room, so Ai Liang hung up the phone and checked the private chat.

Generally, Ma Yu will call directly only when Ai Liang does not reply to the message in private chat, and there is an urgent matter.

【Hello? Is Xiao Ai here? 】

【Have you found your place? 】

[When the house is rented, remember to squeak, tell me the address, and go to your place to play with you later. 】

【A message back. 】

【I won't be abducted. 】

[Seeing the news squeaks. 】

The first news was last night.

There were two when he was doing housework in the morning, and the most recent one was ten minutes ago.

There is a lot of the same information, all from Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue.

According to the chat time, Ai Liang realized that it was almost eleven o'clock.

[I'm fine, I've already found a place to live, it's on Huayuan Road near Qianhua Experimental Middle School. I was doing housework in the morning, and I was just reading and didn't pay attention to the news. 】

[Wow, I'm finally willing to reply to the message, why don't you answer the phone? 】

[The reading room of the bookstore is inconvenient. 】

【Really? Are you kidnapped? send a picture to see. 】

【…】

If you made such a request yesterday, I really can't explain it.

Ai Liang silently opened the video and turned around in a half circle, then clicked send.

【Wait? You hooked up with a new girl just after you arrived at Qianhua City? 】

Hook up girls? Am I that kind of person?

Ai Liang raised his head in confusion, looked around, and found that the person sitting on his right was staring at him with a complicated expression.

In fact, Ai Liang had already discovered that there was someone around him, but he didn't care, it was their freedom to sit.

This is not the first time he has encountered such a situation. When he went to the bookstore before, people often came up to talk to him.

Anyway, just read the book yourself.