“Super Market？ You've even created a new term? "
William looked hesitant. "Super Market? This idea sounds cool. If it can be realized, I should like it, right? Ammo, are you going to open a shop like this in the future? "
This time, it was Li Mochen's turn to shrug helplessly. He had such an idea, but he didn't have the capital. It was obvious that such a big shop would require a lot of capital. It would be impossible to open it without at least 500,000 gold shields. He also had to consider the gangs in the streets and the government.
After that, he didn't waste any more time. After walking for less than 20 meters, he turned and entered a bookstore.
William looked helpless. He could only follow Li Mochen in. He thought that Li Mochen was looking for some supplementary teaching materials or books on magical abilities. But after entering the shop, he saw that the latter was putting a few newspapers in the newspaper section into his shopping basket.
"Wow, I remember that you've never been interested in political newspapers in the past? If you want to read political news, can't you just turn on the television? "
"Occasionally, I want to understand politics and increase my reading capacity."
Li Mochen casually came up with an excuse. Then, he stared at a picture book in William's hands. "What's that? A comic book? "
"What else can it be?"
As he spoke, he struck a pose. "This is my favorite book, Iron Blood Lion's Tooth. The first black hero in history. Cool! This is the latest issue. I plan to buy it. "And this Black Iron Knight, I like it very much too. "This is a new type of anti-hero. "Dressed in black iron armor, he kills without batting an eyelid. He doesn't care about the police or the government. He keeps on killing, killing, killing, killing. "This is the most popular hero at the moment. In our school, nine out of ten students like him."
After thinking about it, Li Mochen also picked up a few books and threw them into his shopping basket. "I plan to buy a few novels to read. William, do you have any good books to recommend?"
He thought that since it was a popular thing now, it should help him understand the culture and current situation of the 'United States of America'.
"Novels? Ha, who would read that? "
William showed a lack of interest. "These books are huge, and there are so many words that we don't understand. We never read these kinds of books."
Li Mochen couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this, and then he fell into deep thought again.
What William said was beyond his expectations. But after thinking about it carefully, he found some of the original owner's memories.
In the year 3975 of this world's Radiant Calendar, the famous writer Jonathan Costello titled the first chapter of his seminal book The Illiterate of America, "A Third of the Country's People Don't Know These Words." In the book, Jonathon Costello claims that 355 million adults in America can't read the toxicity warnings on pesticide bottles, letters from their children's teachers, or the front page of the newspaper. In addition, the reading ability of 365 million people can't even meet the needs of society.
In the year 3981 of the Radiant Calendar, according to a survey by educational institutions, one-third of 17-year-olds don't know who Abraham Sweeden, the founding father of America and the first Great Leader of America, is. Only 13% of Americans between the ages of eight and 24 can find the small country of Babylon on a map.
Not long ago, in the year 3988, the literacy rate in America has been declining. 14% of the adult population (492 million people) can't read, and 21% of the population's reading ability is below the level required for fifth grade. 19% of high school graduates can't read.
This may sound exaggerated, but it is the official result of the Department of Education of America and the National Literacy Institute of America.
This is the result of the elite education implemented in America. Children belonging to the rich and middle class study hard in private schools, go to all kinds of cram schools, and join all kinds of magic ability training organizations. As for the children of the poor, they go through the so-called "quality education" in public schools.
Obviously, those who can read don't have much time to read leisure reading materials like novels, and those who have the leisure and time can't understand things that are too profound.
At this time, William pointed to his shopping basket. "Right, I suggest you don't buy so much. It's a waste of money. If you want to know the truth, my uncle runs a junk shop, and there are a lot of newspapers and magazines delivered there every day. Even if it's the latest one, you only need to wait for two more days. As for comics, there are a few ready-made sets on our street. I can probably help you borrow them in a month. There are also rental bookstores, but the source of books is also very tight. We don't need to spend money on this, do we? "
Li Mochen readily followed William's advice and immediately put the newspapers and books in the shopping basket back one by one.
This action made several bookstore clerks next to him look askance, but one of Li Mochen's strengths was that he was thick-skinned enough.
As William said, there was no need for him to put his precious gold shield on this.
Whether it was buying from the junk shop or borrowing or renting books, it was a very cost-effective way to do so. He just wanted to further understand this world's culture, geography, history, current politics, and so on through these books and newspapers. He didn't care about whether they were new or old or where they came from.
…
Li Mochen and William shopped on the market street until three in the afternoon, then took the bus back to the street where they lived.
They were lucky that they didn't run into robbers on the way back. However, when Li Mochen and William parted ways again and arrived at the door of the dilapidated apartment building, he instinctively frowned.
This was because there were five luxury cars parked in front of the apartment door. Especially the one in the middle, which was the extended version of the Sweeden 'City' model.
Sweeden was not only the surname of the first president of America, but it was also a well-known luxury car brand in America. In the entire New Continent, there were less than 73,000 Sweeden City Extended Edition cars. Their owners could be said to be either rich or respectable.
In addition, on both sides of the convoy, there were more than a dozen bodyguards wearing sunglasses standing with their hands behind their back, guarding these magic-powered cars.
When Li Mochen appeared, these people all turned their heads to look at him.
However, other than that, these people didn't do anything else. They still stood there like statues, letting him walk into the apartment.
Li Mochen could roughly guess what was going on, so he walked inside with a cold expression.
Ten seconds later, he arrived at the door of his half-lit basement. The door was already open, and there were several tower-like white men standing on both sides.
It was worth noting that there were signs of the door lock being pried open.
At this moment, a clear and melodious female voice came from the room, "You'd better not misunderstand. It was already like this when we came. Unfortunately, it seems that your place has been visited by thieves, André. "
Li Mochen raised his eyebrows slightly, ignored the bodyguards at the door, and walked in. Then, he saw a young woman in her twenties with exquisite makeup and pretty facial features. She was sitting leisurely in front of his desk with her arms crossed in front of her chest.
Li Mochen had a deep impression of this woman. She was the older sister of the original body, Jennifer Wildenstein. She also had a name that she had given up — Li Yunyun.
"Wasn't there a shooting near that Cai Ji restaurant? Why are you only back now? You've made me wait too long, my dear brother. "
"When I come back has nothing to do with you."
Li Mochen was indifferent and replied stiffly, "But you, can you leave now? I don't welcome you here, unless you want me to sue you for trespassing. "
He didn't have any ill feelings towards Jennifer. However, the original owner of the body was disgusted with his biological sister. He hated her to the extreme. This kind of emotion was extremely strong, mixed with his inherited memories, and directly affected him.
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