Walking along the alley that was almost the same as it was two hundred years ago.
After walking for about six or seven hundred meters, the front suddenly became clear.
The spacious square came into view.
Countless flags fluttered in the square.
Volunteers wearing the symbols of the Datong Party or the Gonghe Party were holding large piles of leaflets and handing them out to everyone.
Ling Ping'an had just walked into the square when he met a young girl in the uniform of the Gonghe party.
"Honorable Sir!" The little girl's face was flushed. It seemed that it was her first time volunteering, so she was very timid. Her voice was like a mosquito. She mustered up her courage and handed a copy of the leaflet in her hand to Ling Ping'an. "This is the Gonghe Party's proposal and theoretical elaboration this year!"
"I hope you can take the time to read it …"
Ling Ping'an took the leaflet and smiled, "You don't have to be so afraid!"
"Be brave!"
He also did volunteer work in college.
In the Federal Empire, there were rigid requirements for university students to volunteer.
Every semester, every student must engage in volunteer activities for a certain amount of time.
If they didn't meet the standards, they would be recorded.
It might even affect his graduation certificate!
This was a very long tradition!
It all started when Taizu changed the Imperial College into the Great Xia University.
At the beginning of the first semester at Great Xia University, Taizu personally arrived and made a strict request to the university students.
Volunteer service was one of them.
Over the past three hundred years, it had become a natural obligation for university students to participate in volunteer activities.
The little girl was stunned when she heard this. She had been serving here for the whole morning, but this was the first time she had received such encouragement from a passerby like Ling Ping'an.
She immediately bowed and thanked him. "Thank you for your encouragement!"
Ling Ping'an took the leaflet and walked into the crowd with a smile.
At the same time, he lowered his head and glanced at the contents of the flyer.
"Your Excellency, since the beginning of the Republican era, for 2,800 years, the Gentlemen of the Republic have been dedicated to serving the people and the country …"
Portraits of Lord Zhou and Lord Zhao appeared on the leaflet.
"Do not cut, do not cut!"
"Cover the Gantang, do not cut, do not be defeated!"
"Do not cut, do not bow!"
"The spirit of the republic will always be in my heart!"
When Ling Ping'an saw this, he put away the leaflet.
Because he could recite the rest of the content.
It was nothing more than promoting glorious isolation, tax cuts, equal opportunities, and a return to tradition culturally.
At the same time, they would raise the banners of Taizu, Taizong, and Gaozong to attract the votes of the old republic and the old empire.
Nothing new, nothing interesting!
Perhaps seeing his actions, another volunteer girl, holding a flyer, appeared in front of him.
This little girl was very generous.
She smiled and handed over the leaflet. "Dear Sir, I think you may be willing to understand the views of the Datong Party …"
"The idea of the Great Harmony originated from the Three Kings and Five Emperors. It was to treat the world as a public place and choose the most capable and capable to govern the country!"
Ling Ping'an took the leaflet with a smile and looked at it.
Then he laughed.
"In the past, I did not see a small country with a few people who never interacted with each other. In the future, I did not see the Peach Blossom Spring. I did not know there was a Han, regardless of whether it was Wei or Jin …"
The young lady was instantly embarrassed.
She smiled awkwardly. "Sir, the times are changing. We have to keep up with the times …"
Ling Ping'an only chuckled.
He took the leaflet and walked on.
He sighed in his heart.
Who would have thought that two hundred years ago, the Datong Party was the one who advocated for a small country with few people, chickens and dogs, and never interacted with each other?
But today, this idea had become the possession of the Gonghe Party.
That was why history was sometimes so capricious!
However, these things had nothing to do with him.
Whether it was the Datong Party or the Gonghe Party.
Ling Ping'an felt that there was a problem. It was better to be neutral.
Being impartial and unbiased was the most suitable!
… …
Situ He looked at the screen and the target\'s every move.
He took both the Gonghe Party\'s leaflet and the Datong Party\'s leaflet.
He only took a glance.
It was obvious...
Situ He looked at the big screen and cut to the target\'s expression.
A little disdain, a little mockery...
"Two factions..." Situ He thought, "He is not satisfied?"
But he wasn\'t sure.
He could only note this matter down and wait until after the election to see.
Keeping this matter in his heart, Situ He asked the technician beside him, "How many registered transcendent being and foreign species are there in the book wholesale market today?"
"There are about a thousand people!" The staff member in charge of big data in a white coat replied, "The college entrance examination is coming up soon, and there is also the national examination next. All the parents in Jiangcheng City are here!"
Transcendent being naturally had children.
Even if they were foreign species, they were still people who had concerns.
Therefore, every year, these people would pay attention to and look forward to the college entrance examination and the national examination just like the general public.
After all, the desire for their children to become dragons did not discriminate between races.
Even Situ He was happy for an entire month when his nephew was admitted to Da Xia Central University last year!
"Continue to pay attention!" Situ He said, "Keep an eye on the psionic power alarm at all times!"
"Yes!"
… …
Ling Ping'an passed through the crowded square and arrived in front of the bookstores.
The flow of people here was equally dense.
Signboards were set up in front of the large book wholesale stores.
On it was written the advantage books of their stores.
The teaching aids compiled by a certain university, the scope of the college entrance examination summarized by a certain organization...
Of course, with the rise of the mobile Internet era.
The Internet also invaded this place.
Many bookstores had QR codes.
The advertisements of a certain website and a certain software were overwhelming.
There were even some bookstores that had download software. If you registered, you would receive a copy of the teaching aids compiled by XX University.
This made Ling Ping'an's eyelids twitch.
When he came last year, there weren't so many tricks.
In a year, the situation had changed so much!
"My industry is about to become a sunset industry!" The young bookstore owner was worried.
He finally understood why his bookstore's business was so bleak.
It wasn't that he wasn't doing well, but the opponent was too powerful!
The mobile Internet and e-commerce were nibbling away at the living space of old industries like his bookstore at an unprecedented speed.
In the past, in the era of e-commerce, people could already order books at home without leaving their homes.
But at that time, the reason why the bookstore could still survive was because there were a large number of parents who didn't understand computers.
But...
The arrival of the mobile Internet gave the final blow.
The popularity of mobile phones allowed uncles and aunties to post on their WeChat moments.
And the popularity of all kinds of idiot-like software accelerated the arrival of all this.
It was only because the book industry didn't have much profit that the capital lingered for a long time.
But...
The teaching aids were different.
It was a Blue Sea!
Ling Ping'an could already foresee that this year, teaching aids on mobile phones would start to appear continuously.
In the end, there would be a few software companies that would win against the competitors and monopolize the mobile Internet teaching aids market.
Looking at the software posters and various slogans posted inside and outside the bookstore with colorful flags fluttering.
Especially looking at the parents who took out their phones and downloaded and registered.
Ling Ping'an knew that it was a dream to make money from the college entrance examination and the national examination this year!
In the era of big data, these software would be extremely efficient and targeted at those in need to advertise.
Soon, a few teaching aids would appear on everyone's phone.
With the help of smart software and big data.
Who would foolishly go to the bookstore to buy books?
In any case, Ling Ping'an knew that he wouldn't do such a thing.
"What should we do?" The young bookstore owner immediately became anxious.
He knew very well that this was the general trend of history!
It was also the wheel of the times!
However, this time, the general trend of history was going to crush him. The wheel of the times was going to press down on his ancestral bookstore.
And...
Ling Ping'an knew very well that all of this would happen at an extremely fast speed!
Since the capital had already seen that the teaching aids market was a Blue Sea.
Then, they would burn money at all costs!
Compared to those guys who spent the investors' money, Ling Ping'an understood that a small boss like him was destined to be crushed like the craftsmen two or three hundred years ago.
Although, Ling Ping'an didn't care how much money his bookstore could earn.
He didn't lack money, and he didn't have any desire for money.
But this was his ancestral property!
In the end, he had to sell the bookstore and take tens of millions of yuan, making his already boring life even worse.
What should he do?
Could it be that he would have to be a homebody in the future and completely lose contact with this world?
Playing games every day would also get tired of it!
Thus, the bookstore owner, who was worried about his future, hugged his pet and became anxious.
He knew that he had to think of a way to break out of this predicament.
… …
"What is he doing?" Situ He looked at the suddenly motionless target and became puzzled.
Under the high-definition camera, the target frowned, as if he was worried about something.
But the problem was...
What was there for him to worry about?
Situ He didn't quite understand.
He looked at all the data in Jiangcheng City. All the data showed that everything was fine.
So, what he was worried about was not Jiangcheng City?
Situ He ordered suspiciously, "Show me the psionic power alert data of the entire Federation!"
The big screen randomly appeared the data monitoring of all the psionic power alert facilities of the entire Federal Empire.
There was no problem either.
"Then what is he worried about?"
Situ He didn't quite understand, and he couldn't understand.
He could only sigh and say, "Perhaps, it's because my vision and knowledge are too low that I can't know what he sensed?"
That was the only explanation.
After all, for an ancient god of such a status, something that could make him frown was definitely not a small matter!
Perhaps it might be related to the future of the world and the safety of mankind.
Or even the order of the universe?
… …
Ling Ping'an tried his best to think.
After thinking about it, he could only think of two solutions.
First, if he couldn't win, he would join!
He would also play with the mobile Internet and create software.
But...
This was obviously impossible for him.
Firstly, he didn't have the technology. Secondly, he didn't have the funds. Thirdly, he didn't have so much time to do this.
If he started a business, what about the game? What should he do?
Could it be that he had to give up his interests and hobbies and bow down for five buckets of rice?
Don't even think about it!
The young bookstore owner only wanted to muddle along and wait for death, winning on an equal footing.
However, he didn't have the thought of seriously struggling and working hard.
He didn't need to struggle and work hard.
He could receive allowances and subsidies from the Federal Empire's Ministry of Finance for the rest of his life.
Even if his income was zero, he could still live a very comfortable life!
Second, it was differentiated management.
Look, the Internet cafes in the past were almost dead under the impact of the mobile Internet.
However, the Internet cafes survived, and they lived very well!
As long as he could change his mind and build his bookstore into a special bookstore.
Attracting a specific group of people, he wouldn't have to worry about not having business.
But...
How should the bookstore operate differently?
Ling Ping'an scratched his head.
Meow!
The kitten, Bastet, who had been very quiet in his arms, suddenly meowed at this moment.
Hearing the kitten's meow, Ling Ping'an suddenly thought of something.
"It seems... it seems..." he recalled, "The most recent customers in my shop are all after ten o'clock in the evening..."
"Moreover, there are many people who are very strange …"
"Most people seem to have forgotten to bring money..."
"But the things they mortgage are all good..."
For example, the tea, peaches, mushrooms, and rice wine that the child from the old empire brought were all great!
And the seasonings that the foreign customer brought were really amazing.
But there were also customers who could afford it.
For example, the friend that the old republic brought...
So...
"I might be able to build the bookstore into a bookstore for customers to buy books late at night..."
A bookstore that opened late at night?
Perhaps it was a good gimmick!
It could satisfy the curiosity of many people!
"I can even allow customers to barter!" Ling Ping'an continued to think, and his brows slightly relaxed, "In that case, if there are any customers who don't bring money, they can no longer be reserved!"
Although some of the things that the customers brought were not very good.
But if it was built on a voluntary basis, it was not impossible...
This way, it might be able to form a brand effect!
Perhaps, there would even be customers during the day.
"Since that's the case..." Ling Ping'an smiled, "I shouldn't have entered the college entrance examination teaching series..."
Since he wanted to operate differently, then he should enter those books that were unique and representative.
Ling Ping'an raised his head.
He looked at the top of the bustling book wholesale market.
The part above the sixteenth floor.
He remembered that there were many strange and unique books on these floors.
So, he smiled and strode to the elevator.
An hour later, the young bookstore owner walked out of the elevator with a smile.
He was holding an invoice and a delivery note in his hand.
He had decided on the books he wanted!
Meow!
The kitten Bastet seemed to be proud of her master's intelligence.
"Let's go!" Ling Ping'an hugged the little guy and stroked its furry little head, "Let's go find someone to design the poster now!"
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