Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 763

Nian Shutong thanked the library staff, checked the remaining pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and which ancient books to choose, she had a lot.

There are still a lot of books in the entire library, because there are many interstellar subjects, and the technology of some things is really very advanced.

Nian Shutong first found the Ancient Books section, and took a look at what was there. Don’t repeat it, it would be meaningless.

The ancient books area, on the east side of the second floor, is in a separate room.

At the door, Nian Shutong saw a person sitting at the door of the ancient books area. This time, it was a real sweeping monk.

It doesn't seem right, it can't be called a sweeping monk, because he is guarding ancient books here.

Nian Shutong nodded to the old man at the door, swiped his brain, and entered the ancient books area.

The old man at the door glanced at Nian Shutong, this is the craftsman who the principal and all the professors praised.

Still really young enough.

With a quick glance, the old man withdrew his gaze and continued to drink his own pot of tea.

Nian Shutong, who entered at this time, was standing in front of the first row of bookshelves. There were ten bookshelves in the entire ancient books area. The bookshelves were large, but there were not many books on them.

Even each book is protected by a box. If you want to read a book, you have to flash your own optical brain, and you can only take one book at a time without any damage.

Nian Shutong simply started from the first book in the first row, swiped open the first box with a ding, took out the book inside, flipped through it quickly, and put it back again.

Next, the second book.

"Ding---"

"Clatter——" The sound of flipping the book was sent back at a very fast speed.

Next, ding and clatter became the main theme, and the old man who was guarding outside finally couldn't help but put down the teapot in his hand, stood up, and stood at the door of the ancient books area.

"Professor Nian, what book are you looking for?"

Nian Shutong, who was flipping through the books, first stopped his movements, turned to the uncle at the door and said, "I'm not looking for books, I'm just reading."

Just look.

The uncle glanced at Nian Shutong with displeasure in his eyes. Ordinary people might not be able to bear it, but Nian Shutong didn't feel it at all. Seeing that the uncle didn't speak, she continued to look at it.

The uncle standing at the door just felt sorry for these books.

He is a real lover of ancient books, and he usually wipes the dust on every book here by himself.

Really love it, cherish it, cherish it.

The old man rubbed his feet on the mat at the entrance of the ancient books area, took out a small bottle of portable disinfectant, and wiped his hands, but he was afraid that the residue of the disinfectant would damage the books, so he took it again He took out a wet towel and wiped his hands carefully.

It was true that every corner and crevice was not missed. After doing all this, the old man finally walked into the room and stood next to Nian Shutong who was changing a book.

"Professor Nian covers a wide range of topics."

"It's okay, just take a look." Nian Shutong knew that the old man was distressed about the books, so he added: "I will be careful, so I won't damage them."

"And I didn't flip through it, I really remembered the content."

The old man looked at Nian Shutong who was already flipping through the next book, raised his eyebrows and said, "I know, for a person with such mental strength, if he can't remember after reading it, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill him."

When Nian Shutong thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case. When the mental strength reached a certain level, the memory would really improve a lot.

"Then why are you looking at me?"

Nian Shutong didn't look at the old man, but was still flipping through the book.

"No reason, I just feel sorry for the book, I'm afraid you will waste it."

What you said made Nian Shutong feel an urge, you should really have a good chat with that elder brother Long at home, boil a pot of wine.

If rubble and haha ​​are added, it is simply a TV show, the kind that you don't want to turn the channel after seeing it at a glance.

Nian Shutong didn't speak, but was still reading.

Other people's opinions, how others see her, can't affect her yet.

The old man has been next to Nian Shutong. This time, every time Nian Shutong puts a book back, the old man will take it, and then take out a wooden box that is already shiny. After opening, there is a set of cleaning tools inside. tool.

A set of tools for cleaning books.

Nian Shutong reads one book, puts one down, and the old man cleans up one book.

"Professor Nian, don't mind. Although your hands look clean, they are actually full of bacteria. Books and other things should be kept aseptically, which will make the writing clearer."

"Don't think too much, I don't mean to drive you away."

The old man spoke in a straightforward manner, and his hands kept moving, even to the point where he could do it with his eyes closed. It was enough to see how many times he should have done such a thing.

"To you."

Nian Shutong told the old man with her actual actions, she didn't mind at all.

In the ancient book area, a book was flipped through. After flipping through the book, he gave the book in his hand to the old man next to him. The old man began to clean it up, and then put it back.

However, is this speed getting faster and faster?

The old man in the back went from being calm and calm at the beginning to being busy in the back, and even started to be a little flustered.

Nian Shutong watched it too fast!

The old man behind seriously suspected that Professor Nian did it on purpose.

After Nian Shutong speeded up for a while, he slowed down again.

"I'm really sorry, I was too obsessed with reading and didn't notice your difficulties."

"And I hope you don't mind, I just love these books too much."

Nian Shutong's words made the old man put down the book in his hand, looked at her and said, "I quite like your little brat's temper."

The old man was not at all unhappy about being made things difficult for, and even felt that Nian Shutong in front of him looked pleasing to the eye.

Ordinary people, after his behavior, would put down their books and leave.

Of course, there are some people who can persist for a while, but eventually leave.

But Nian Shutong not only really didn't care, and continued to read the book calmly without any influence, but also wanted to return something. His temperament is really good.

The ancient books area has once again returned to harmony.

It is still one to watch and the other to wipe behind.

When Shutong finished the last book, he said to the old man, "Thank you for your company, I will come back later."

"Still coming? What are you doing here?"

The old man sorted out the last book, pointed to Nian Shutong in the direction of the door, and took a step first.

After Nian Shutong came out, he watched the old man hold the teapot on his small table and poured her a cup of tea.

"Have a drink with the old man."

"Okay."

The two sat down to drink tea, but Nian Shutong put it down after taking a sip.

"Why, don't you like the old man's tea?"

"No, I don't like your tea."

(End of this chapter)