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The old man usually wouldn't have anyone approach him for a chat unless he was selling scrap. Upon seeing Wei Yuan, he became somewhat vigilant, but after a moment, he relaxed, probably thinking that he had nothing of interest for the other party.
Wei Yuan asked this out of curiosity, as it seemed rare for a Scrap Collector to receive so many books at once, or perhaps the old man only collected books.
After hearing Wei Yuan's words, the Old Man chuckled and said, "I bought them for fifty cents a pound. Some suitable ones I keep for my granddaughter to read, and the newer ones I sell to the second-hand book stall. The ones that are too worn out to read go directly to the Recycling Station!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan understood and immediately had an idea: "Old Man, these books look quite heavy. How about I help you push them back?"
The old man seemed to see through Wei Yuan's intentions at a glance and laughed, "Young man, just say what you mean. Are you interested in a particular book? I'll give it to you!"
Wei Yuan didn't expect the misunderstanding and explained, "Sir, I'm not interested in just one book; I want all of them. How much can you sell these books for at the Old Book Stall or the Recycling Station?"
The old man calculated and replied, "The price is higher at the Old Book Stall, about a dollar or so; at the Recycling Station, it's around seventy or eighty cents. Why do you ask? At your age, with hands and feet, you should find a proper job!"
Wei Yuan didn't expect the misunderstanding to deepen and simply stated plainly: "It's like this, sir. There should be many books here that your granddaughter doesn't need right now. I'll help you push them back. After she picks out what she wants, I'll buy all the rest from you at one dollar per pound!"
Hearing this, the old man happily said, "That sounds great! Let's go."
If someone wanted to ensure they posed no danger to others, the most straightforward method would be to declare bankruptcy; having nothing would mean there was nothing for anyone to covet. Of course, even if the old man didn't go bankrupt, he still had nothing of value, so he had no reason to be wary of Wei Yuan. Thus, he led him back to his Tin House.
The old man's granddaughter was still in school and naturally didn't need many books. After letting her choose a dozen or so books, Wei Yuan took it upon himself to select some newer-looking ones that students might find useful and handed them to the old man. Then he followed the old man and weighed all the books in the Tin House.
Only then did they discover that there were actually over two hundred pounds and more than a thousand books!
"Sir, if there are any more books for sale in the future, just come to me!" After giving two hundred yuan, Wei Yuan borrowed the old man's handcart and filled it with eight large boxes before pushing everything back to Gu Jing's Video Store.
When he returned to the entrance of the Video Store, he happened to run into Gu Jing. Seeing Wei Yuan dragging so many books, he asked in confusion, "Master, what are you doing?"
Wei Yuan helplessly replied, "Boss, please don't call me that; I can't handle it..."
Gu Jing nodded in understanding and said, "No problem, do as you wish. I understand it's hard for you to act when I'm around. I'm heading home now; you can take care of the store. Remember to help me fix those precious Video Disks when you have some free time. Thank you."
With that, the chubby man hugged his daughter and swaggered away, leaving Wei Yuan to ponder whether he was the boss or if Gu Jing was.
Many people in the service industry have this experience: often the hardest person to serve is not a particular customer but the boss who is always by your side. Although Gu Jing never really managed things at the Video Store, his presence made Wei Yuan feel a bit uneasy. Now that he had left, Wei Yuan felt completely relaxed!
Although he found a few movies and occasionally attended to some customers, time passed quickly. As for the other half of the Video Disks, Wei Yuan had already repaired them long ago and didn't need to worry about them anymore. However, the more than a hundred pounds of old books he collected from the old man was a problem. Wei Yuan first moved six of the large boxes of books up to the attic.
Since he planned to use Restorative Power to repair these books, he wasn't worried about snakes or insects in the attic damaging them!
Restorative Power was a name he gave based on the strange effects of those misty substances that appeared in his mind due to an adventure. He placed two large boxes weighing about seventy or eighty pounds and containing over two hundred books next to the cash register and emptied them onto the floor.
Then he took a few books and began to channel Restorative Power from his mind, controlling it in his palm as he applied the transparent misty substance all over the books. The damaged covers became smooth and firm as Restorative Power flowed over them, transforming them into brand new-looking books. Anyone standing nearby would surely be amazed!
After applying Restorative Power to several books, he opened three of them and found that their contents had returned to their original printed state. Even missing chapters and pages had reappeared out of thin air. Of course, upon closer inspection, Wei Yuan noticed that some content was still jumbled even after restoration; they were likely pirated copies...
With two empty boxes remaining, Wei Yuan decided to categorize the books at hand, separating the legitimate ones from the pirated ones. After repairing five books in total, Wei Yuan observed himself with his consciousness and found that unsurprisingly: there were now five more Light Ink-Colored Mists in his mind compared to before. It seemed that every time he used Restorative Power on a book, a new mist would appear!
Wei Yuan still couldn't figure out what was going on. The original Silver-gray Mist began to gradually decrease with the use of Restorative Power, slowly being squeezed and consumed by the Light Ink-Colored Mist. Through observation in the realm of consciousness, Wei Yuan noticed that the Dark Ink-colored Mist in his mind was slowly gathering, feeling as if it were like dark clouds.
Was this situation a deterioration of Ability, or was it progressing? Wei Yuan refined his awareness of the Mist-like Space in his mind. This was a significant discovery he made after that car accident: his consciousness could freely explore the conditions of various parts of his body. He believed that even if there were any changes in his body, he could examine them more accurately than hospital instruments; he just hadn't figured out how to apply this to others yet.
By magnifying the Mist-like Space in his mind, Wei Yuan clearly sensed that what was once densely packed with Silver-gray Mist was now slowly showing some Light Ink-Colored Mist as he began Repairing Discs. Each time he repaired something, a new patch would appear, gradually merging and consuming the living space of the Silver-gray Mist.
Although he didn't know what impact these new Dark Ink-colored Mists would have, Wei Yuan had no intention of worrying about it. He attempted to use the same method to expel those Dark Ink-colored Mists from his mind, but this time he actually failed! Helplessly, he had to rely on the Silver Gray Restorative Power again. Once he regained control, he used the same pattern to repair a large pile of old books and then sorted them.
After about an hour, recalling his previous experience of overusing Ability while Repairing Discs and suffering from a headache, Wei Yuan decisively stopped. He found that nearly a hundred books had become brand new, among which seventy or eighty were genuine. So, Wei Yuan packed them into a large bag and began locking the door. As for how to deal with the books in hand, he had come up with a good idea.
[Printing contract account book, express delivery signing; busy all day, but got stuck on typing. This chapter is a bit late; sorry about that. However, I finally signed successfully, so everyone can rest assured to collect it. The wolf has some ambition and hopes to rush to the top of the Newcomer Rankings next week. Those cute little flowers are waiting for you to join me in exploding...]
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