Chapter 221: Organizing the Library
The Notting City Martial Spirit Branch Hall.
Zhou Qing greeted the two guards at the door and walked into the hall. He immediately saw Su Yuntao sitting behind the reception counter.
"Brother Tao, this is so strange, it's you on duty?"
Seeing Zhou Qing coming to the counter, Su Yuntao rolled his eyes: "Why? As a battle soul master, I can't do clerical work?"
"Of course that's not what I meant." Zhou Qing apologized with a smile, "It's just that a battle spirit master like you is suddenly on duty here, which makes me a little uncomfortable."
"You're not used to it? I'm also not used to a brat like you speaking in a sophisticated tone." Su Yuntao teased Zhou Qing, "Tell me, what's the matter? The month hasn't even passed yet, and it's not time to receive the subsidy. The subsidy can't be paid in advance. And I heard that you secretly sold the soul guide. If you divide it equally, your wealth may be more than what I have accumulated over the years."
"Slander! Blatant slander!" Zhou Qing said with a serious expression. He then took out a silver soul coin and said, "I'm here to read in the library for two hours."
Although the library in the Notting Martial Soul Branch Hall is open to the public, you need to pay, five bronze soul coins per hour.
Su Yuntao pursed his lips, put away the silver soul coin, handed Zhou Qing a palm-sized pass for entering and leaving the library, took out a notebook, glanced at the soul guide alarm clock on the counter, and recorded the time Zhou Qing arrived at the Notting Martial Soul Branch Hall: 9:15 in the morning.
"You can stay in the library until 11:15," Su Yuntao said in a businesslike manner. "If you stay less than an hour, you can get five bronze soul coins back. If you stay for more than an hour but less than two hours, even if it's only one minute, it will be counted as one hour and no bronze soul coins will be returned."
"I finally understand why this huge library is so empty."
While Zhou Qing complained, he took the pass handed over by Su Yuntao and walked towards the nearby stairs with ease.
The library is on the second floor.
Walking past rows of bookshelves, Zhou Qing stopped at a bookshelf near the window and took out a book from the crowded shelf.
Suddenly, the dust on the book cover flew towards me.
Although the floor and bookshelves of this library seem to be dust-free, there is a lot of dust accumulated in the gaps between the books.
The people who clean here obviously don't take care of the books.
"This place really needs some tidying up."
Zhou Qing looked at the book titled "Zhang San's Adventure" in his hand, and took out a book titled "Soul Guidance Device: Super Ancient Wisdom" from the bookshelf. He sighed, "This may be one of the reasons why not many people come here to read books. Books of various categories are piled together in disorder without any classification. If you want to find the information you want, it depends entirely on luck."
Putting down the two books in his hands, Zhou Qing took down all the books on the bookshelf, placed them on the ground, flipped through each one, and then began to sort them.
Since coming to the library of the Notting Spirit Hall to read, Zhou Qing has spent most of his time helping to organize the books.
He planned to spend some time every day to classify the books on every bookshelf in the library, and then conduct a major classification in the end, placing all the classified books on each bookshelf that could be classified into the same category on the same bookshelf, and also set up corresponding partitions for the bookshelves in the library.
[Is this considered working for money? ]
Half an hour later, all the books on the bookshelf were classified, and when this thought inexplicably emerged in his mind, Zhou Qing suddenly laughed.
But Zhou Qing felt it was worth it.
In this era, knowledge is not so cheap. After the books in the Notting Martial Soul Branch Hall are classified, it will be convenient for him to search and check them later.
And most people would not come to this library to spend "unnecessary money", so in the next six years, most of the time here will be occupied by Zhou Qing and his group members. "It turned out to be you!"
Mashuno came up the stairs and stuffed a book into a nearby bookshelf. He saw Zhou Qing sorting books and walked over with a smile. "I was wondering why most of the books on the shelves here have been moved recently, and books with related contents have been put together. It turns out you are sorting them."
"Grandpa Matthew, you have to hire someone to help tidy up, right? The books on the bookshelf are arranged in such a mess. If I want to find the information I want, I have to look for a needle in a haystack." When Zhou Qing saw Matthew, he began to complain incessantly.
"Well, there's nothing I can do. I've already asked someone to clean it up once before you did." Two blushes of embarrassment appeared on Matthew's old face.
And Mashouno said he had someone clean up this place -
Zhou Qing believed it, but he also suspected that the people from the Spirit Hall had never looked through any of the books here when they were sorting them. They probably just stacked books of similar thickness together.
Seeing Zhou Qing staring at him with strange eyes: (个_个), Mashu Nuo coughed again and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Qing, in view of your contribution to organizing the library of the Notting Wuhun Branch Hall, you don't have to pay the fee of five bronze soul coins per hour when you come here to read books in the future."
"Thank you, Grandpa Mashuno!"
Zhou Qing's lips changed from "—" to "︶", which made Ma Xiunuo mutter: "I have never seen such a mercenary child."
"Grandpa Ma, isn't this the reward you give me for my hard work?" Zhou Qing said with a smile.
"Tsk tsk, clever little fellow." Mashu Nuo praised, but then corrected, "My last name is Mashu, and my first name is Nuo, not Ma. Don't call me Grandpa Ma. If Grandpa Mashu doesn't sound right to you, just call me Grandpa Mashu Nuo."
"Okay, Grandpa Matthew." Zhou Qing nodded immediately, and once again felt a sense of emotion for the angel god who he had imagined dared to abolish his own language and writing.
"By the way, do you know about Sisi's situation? She hasn't come to the Spirit Hall recently, and I haven't heard from anyone else that Su Yuntao has come to see her again."
In fact, whether Sisi no longer keeps Su Yuntao hanging or Su Yuntao sees Sisi's true nature and gives up, it is a good thing in Mashunuo's view - Sisi is not someone who can be controlled by an honest man like Su Yuntao.
"I heard that she hooked up with City Lord Xiao."
Zhou Qing said in a low voice.
"I knew it! She is so conceited!" Ma Xiunuo showed an expression of "as expected", and sighed, "But Xiao Lang is not easy to get along with, and now that he has a broken arm, he is bound to feel inferior. She will suffer in the future."
"You may not believe this, but Sisi is dead."
"???"
"On the night when City Lord Xiao was attacked."
"!!!"
Mashunuo opened his mouth and remained silent for a long while before he said faintly, "This is the result of greed... But how did you know?"
"My friend, Xiao Wu, is the big sister of Notting College. After learning that City Lord Xiao was attacked, she asked Xiao Chenyu for details... After beating him up, he told her everything." Zhou Qing pushed all the blame on Xiao Wu.
Matthew: “…”
(End of this chapter)
