Chapter 1841 Buy All the Information 3
The staff member was a middle-aged man, who said helplessly: "It's true that we don't have it. If we did, how could we not display it?"
"Comrade, is there nothing in the warehouse? Which bookstore doesn't have stock?" Feng Qingxue knew this very well. A bookstore only has such a small space, it is impossible to display all the books for sale. Any bookstore will have a warehouse dedicated to storing books. She had a friend who opened a bookstore in her previous life, and the warehouse was very well done in terms of fire prevention and moisture proofing.
The staff member scratched his head and said, "Yes, there is a warehouse and there are books. They are all red books. There is no review material you are looking for. These books are not easy to sell. Even if they are available, they were all printed more than ten years ago."
Seeing Feng Qingxue frowning, a beautiful woman with a frown always attracts people's love, the staff couldn't help but ask, "What's the use of knowledge? What young person doesn't stop at high school? You don't need to take the college entrance examination to enter the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers College, you just need a recommendation. My nephew is a worker-peasant-soldier college student, so why are you looking for that information? You won't need it."
Feng Qingxue did not answer his question. She sighed and said, "Forget it if there is none."
"It's not available here. You can go to other bookstores and ask. There is more than one bookstore in the city." The staff reminded.
"Thank you!"
If you really can't find it, go back to the capital to look for it.
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The books displayed in this bookstore were similar to those in the previous one, but when she asked about the college entrance examination materials, the staff responded enthusiastically, "Yes, yes, yes, we have several boxes of the book you mentioned in our warehouse, as well as the other materials you want. The owner of the bookstore was reluctant to send them to the paper mill to be turned into pulp, so he has kept them in the warehouse."
With this plan in mind, Feng Qingxue found another Xinhua Bookstore.
She had made up her mind. If the bookstore didn't have it, she would go to the scrap yard to look for it. She would always be able to find some information. Shanghai was such a big city, it was impossible not to find it. After all, it would sell so well next year.
Feng Qingxue was overjoyed, "Great, comrade, please give me fifty copies of each set of information."
Feng Qingxue didn't buy the information she needed in this store, so she had to go elsewhere.
The staff member couldn't help laughing after hearing this and said, "There are 17 volumes in one set of self-study books alone, and 50 copies would be 850 volumes. Can you handle them all by yourself? Not to mention all the other books added together."
Feng Qingxue counted the final number of books and felt that she was confused, but she couldn't admit it, so she pretended to cough a few times and said, "I bought books for the children of my fellow villagers and planned to send them back. But before sending them back, I have to buy them first and borrow a flatbed truck to transport the books."
"That's possible." The staff took her to the warehouse.
They were all printed materials from more than ten years ago. Because no one took good care of them, they were not well preserved. Some of them were moldy, and some were eaten by insects, leaving an unpleasant smell. The staff carefully picked out the intact books and piled them into several high piles according to the number Feng Qingxue wanted.
The price of a set of "Self-study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" is less than 20 yuan, which means the price of each volume is just over one yuan, but the total price of fifty sets is not a small amount.
Feng Qingxue was secretly thankful that she had enough money in her space. She spent fifteen or six hundred yuan to buy all the information she wanted. She felt a little painful. She thought to herself that she must sell it to people in need after taking it back instead of giving it away. She really couldn't afford to give it away. Of course, those who needed it but had no money could ask them to copy it themselves.
(End of this chapter)