Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Chu Yao turned to the other side of the wall and saw clearly that it was a bookstore.

Even though it was daytime, the door of the bookstore was not opened, and there seemed to be only a weak light turned on inside.

Nowadays, very few people read physical books. Most people choose to read books on their mobile phones, and the revenue of bookstores is naturally not as good as before.

Especially this one. Chu Yao glanced inside through the glass and did not see the teaching aids and exercise books used by the students.

It is conceivable that it may be on the verge of bankruptcy.

Chu Yao knocked on the door. After a while, a gray-haired old woman came over. She threw away the broom in her hand and opened the door of the bookstore.

"Little girl, your eyesight is very good." The old lady rubbed her palms. "There are not many young people who like to read paper books now. Are you here to collect second-hand books? Can you tell me your name and I will help you." You look for it.”

Chu Yao didn't answer. She looked around. The bookshelf closest to her contained magazines from seven or eight years ago, and there were none of the new literary works published in recent years.

Is it possible that this bookstore is a bookstore that specializes in collecting second-hand books?

"Do you want to read it yourself? Then I won't disturb you, and you can take your time." The old lady picked up the broom placed by the door and began to slowly clean the bookstore.

"Sorry, I want to ask, are you the owner of this bookstore?" Chu Yao asked.

"Me? I'm an old woman. How can I have so much money? Why don't I buy a bookstore?" The old lady murmured, "Our boss is a young man, he looks to be in his early twenties. I guess his family has money. Let him do as he pleases. But, he had something to do last month and went abroad, so now I am looking after the store on his behalf."

As she spoke, the movements of her hands sped up a lot, as if she was afraid that the boss would come back suddenly and scold her when he saw the dirty look of the bookstore.

The strange thing is that no matter how many times she wiped the glass windows of the bookstore with a rag, there were still large stains and dust on them.

Chu Yao casually picked up a book on the bookshelf, flipped through a few pages, and pretended to read.

What appeared in front of her eyes were several high school students, choosing in the bookstore.

"Have you bought this new magazine?"

"No, how about you buy a copy and lend it to me?"

"Okay, I'll buy it next time."

They joked with each other, talking about someone's crush on their last monthly exam results, with wanton smiles on their faces.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing vibration coming from the schoolbag. The girl quickly took out her mobile phone and pressed the mute button.

There was an apologetic look on her face, and she secretly looked around to see if anyone had noticed the movement on her side.

The three people put the magazine back on the bookshelf and hurriedly left the bookstore.

The dressing of these people really does not look like the recent style. Although high school students all wear school uniforms, the year cannot be identified, and the use of senior mobile phones is also in compliance with the school's regulations.

However, there is something unusual about the decorations on high school students’ mobile phones and the period-inspired pendants.

Chu Yao changed a few more books, ranging from serious literature to storage tips. Most of the people who read these books were middle-aged people.

If you can see the mobile phone they are using, you can determine the approximate year they read the book.

It's a pity that they didn't take out their mobile phones, and from the way they dressed, they couldn't tell the difference from now.