The models of those three books in front of the store looked quite shabby, to the point where one could no longer discern what was written on them.
Upon seeing the condition of the books, Shen Yue felt as if he had glimpsed an ocean of knowledge, "Is that the bookshop?"
Although to him, those three books greatly resembled the Mahjong tiles known as "Zhong, Fa, Bai" in a winning hand, it seemed nothing could dampen his zeal for knowledge.
Jin Xin smiled and said, "Yes, that's the bookshop. Do you have money?"
Shen Yue hesitated, "Does buying books cost money?"
By that, he meant, wasn't everything here meant to be traded with intervals?
Wu Bai looked at Shen Yue as if he were a fool, thinking to himself that if money wasn't used, were they expected to rob the place?