Rebirth with Award

Cheng Qianyun was just muttering to herself, but she didn't expect that the intelligent voice of this bookstore would answer her.

"The shop belongs to you, so you are the owner. Running a shop also requires costs, and cashing in also consumes the shop's energy."

"I know about lotteries and raffles, but it's not good to not hand in the money you picked up, right? Is there no other way?"

After a moment's surprise, Cheng Qianyun accepted that the intelligent voice of this bookstore could answer questions.

She is more curious about the way to monetize.

"The shop will detect unclaimed coins that have been forgotten for more than three months, or coins that are about to be destroyed, within a kilometer of the place you pass. Of course, buying lottery tickets and calculating lottery numbers are easier and more convenient. I suggest you choose lottery tickets first, lost coins second, and lottery last."

"Why?" Isn't it said that calculating lottery numbers is simpler and more convenient?

"Because raffles don't happen often, and the prizes may not be what you need or what you need but can't afford. The same goes for picking up money. If you don't walk much and often hang around in one place, no matter how deep the shop is, you won't be able to find much money."

Cheng Qianyun: ...

Why do I feel despised?

"Copy the books, shopkeeper. The shop is so empty, are you still ashamed to sit there and not work hard?"

"I..." Cheng Qianyun was speechless, "Didn't I just unlock you?"

"Oh, that's right. Copy the book, owner. You can copy a single page, and the single page should not be less than 100 words. You can also copy a book, it can be thick or thin, but it must not be less than a thousand words."

Cheng Qianyun was about to ask what kind of paper and pen to use for copying when she saw two drawers opened outward on the cash register. One drawer was for pens, both fountain pens and brushes. The other drawer was for notebooks and single sheets of paper.

Cheng Qianyun curiously reached out to touch it, and a capital red exclamation mark "Someone is in danger" immediately appeared on the light screen on the cash register.

anyone?

Cheng Qianyun looked around and was about to turn around when she heard her grandmother's voice.

"Qianqian, it's time to have breakfast."

"Okay, grandma." Cheng Qianyun suppressed her curiosity and turned back to her room. She put the book away before walking out.

Cheng Qianyun ate very quickly because she was curious about the bookstore. After she finished, she didn't even bother to wait for her brother. She left with her schoolbag, saying "I have to go on outdoor sanitation duty."

After walking outside, Cheng Qianyun held the vocabulary booklet in one hand and pressed the mark on her arm with the other hand, and shouted softly: "Bookstore, bookstore..."

"I'm not called the Bookstore. My number is 1001. You can call me 1001 or . Also, you don't need to press the sign or shout it out. Just think of the Picture Store and silently recite my number."

"Are you real?" Cheng Qianyun asked the question she wanted to ask the most. After experiencing the "hallucination" before jumping off the building last night, she couldn't believe that this was real.

"You can put your hand into your bag and click on the pens, scrolls, or notebooks in the drawer."

Cheng Qianyun looked around with a guilty conscience, then opened her schoolbag, pretended to look for something, and clicked on the pen in the drawer of her schoolbag. Immediately, the pen was in her hand.

The real touch of the pen in his hand made Cheng Qianyun feel incredible.

I didn't expect it to be true.

I clicked on another single page, and the touch was just as real.

"Then did the last ten years that I saw in front of the window yesterday really happen?"

"It can be considered as your previous life..."

According to Qianyi, the ten years he saw yesterday were what he had really experienced, and he could not die. The blood after he fell dyed the pendant red, and because of his landing posture at that time, the position on the inside of his arm where the pendant touched became the position after activation.

Qianyi didn't expect that "he" didn't die after falling down, but was crushed to death by Lin Huihui instead.

After finally activating it, the host was crushed to death. How could it go back when it hadn't sold a single book yet?

Unable to go back, I had to expend my energy to bring the person back to where he jumped from the building.

But considering the woman who jumped down from the same place, if she was mentally ill and brought someone down with her, it would be a big loss.

So I adjusted the backtracking time point forward a bit.

The 9:1 split is also to replenish its energy first. Otherwise, the commission as a store owner cannot be so low.

Cheng Qianyun said that the commission ratio was fine for this life-saving "person". The energy should be replenished first.

"The more books you copy and sell, the faster my energy will be replenished!"

"I will work hard when I have time." Cheng Qianyun quickly promised.

"Even if you don't have time, you have to make time! The time between classes is free for chatting!"

Cheng Qianyun thought about how she usually chatted and went to the bathroom with Lin Huihui during breaks.

In order to live longer, it is better to stay away from Lin Huihui. It is also okay to use that time to copy books and sell them for money.

"Can the mark on the inside of my arm be removed?" Cheng Qianyun has not forgotten her dark "spot".

No matter how much its shape resembles a book, it cannot change the fact that it appeared suddenly.

It’s cold now, but I’ll be fine with my sleeves, wait till summer…

Don't dare to think, don't dare to think...

It would be best for her to be someone who doesn't attract attention.

"Then hurry up and copy the books and sell them. Single pages or single volumes are fine. As long as the quantity reaches 10,000, you can hide the house number icon."

"That's easy. I'll copy one and photocopy the others." The copies also had her handwriting, so it shouldn't be difficult to get over ten thousand.

"No!" 1001's voice was several degrees higher: "We are a small bookstore that only makes books by hand. How can we use photocopied books? Please copy the books manually. By the way, the handwriting needs to be standardized and there must be no typos."

"One yuan for each wrong character. If there are more than three wrong characters, the copied page will be invalidated. The loss of paper and pen cannot exceed 10%. If there are copies in the drawer, the loss cannot exceed . Otherwise, a fine will be imposed..."

Cheng Qianyun stood there and listened to all the "penalty regulations", not knowing whether to copy the book or not.

"What are you standing there for? Didn't you say you were on duty?"

Cheng Shuyan saw his sister standing there from a distance, not knowing what she was thinking, motionless. He was so scared that he quickly ran over with his schoolbag.

"I forgot to bring my report card..." She took out the report card yesterday and showed it to her grandmother while she was crying. My parents must have seen it too.

"You don't need to sign. Besides, this result doesn't mean anything. You can decide when you want to take tutoring classes. I'll arrange it and help you make up for the subjects you failed..."