A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 72 The first red book!

Zhou Qing felt that this woman was no ordinary person. She had cried on the roadside after being threatened with 500,000 yuan in cash, but when she came back she went to work the night shift as if nothing had happened.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look at the other person's back.

Well, I don’t know which airline this uniform belongs to, but it looks pretty good.

This female neighbor has a good body proportion, and her long legs are very attractive when decorated with cheongsam and black stockings.

Zhou Qing simply looked at it for a second and a half out of curiosity and instinctive appreciation of beauty, then retracted his gaze and entered the elevator.

When he reached the 19th floor, he couldn't help but wonder, if the woman just now really lived on the 19th floor, which room did she live in?
This building has a layout of two elevators and four households.

I heard from Lin Jiao before that when you come out of the elevator shaft, the two units on the left, 1903 and 1904, have two bedrooms and two living rooms, while the two units on the right have 1901, which has three bedrooms and two living rooms, and 1902, where I live.

"The man who threatened her said her husband was a doctor. It stands to reason that they were not low-income earners and most likely lived in room three of 1901."

Zhou Qing turned right and came to 1902 where he lived. When he reached out and pressed the fingerprint lock on the handle to open the door, he also glanced at another door two meters away.

Then he raised his eyebrows and thought, why am I thinking about these things.

I went into the house, closed the door, put all distracting thoughts behind me, took out my tablet, bought the electronic version of "Old Goriot" on the reading app, and started reading.

"Chapter One, The Vaugirard Apartment."

"An old woman, born Vauquer and Conflans, has for forty years kept a boarding house in the Latin Quarter of Paris..."

Zhou Qing originally thought that he was reading a translated version, which should be easy to read, but after reading it, he found that it was not right. It felt like reading the first generation of vernacular Chinese. Many parts were very difficult and awkward to read for modern people.

But you can't say there is a problem with it, because the writing style is concise and fluent, and the standard is extremely high.

He searched online and found that Fu Lei translated "Old Goriot" in 1944.

"No wonder, it's really the style of that era."

Zhou Qing suddenly thought of a question. Judging from the panel, how big is the difference between the translated version and the original work of foreign novels?

He called out the panel, feeling puzzled, and passed it on.

The feedback came naturally, yet mysteriously: while the translation and the original tell the same story, there are inherent differences. A first read through, knowing the story, can be from either the original or the translation. But for a closer reading, only the original can be chosen.

"That is to say, if I want to choose Le Père Goriot to study intensively later, I will have to learn French."

Zhou Qing touched his chin.

In the long run, I will definitely have to learn various foreign languages.

He inexplicably recalled the "foreign language stalk" in "In the Name of People". He smiled and thought, putting aside some unspeakable factors, finding a beautiful foreign female companion to learn a foreign language is indeed a shortcut to learning.

Zhou Qing wrote this down in his "to-do" notebook, then adjusted his mood and continued reading.

Although Fu Lei's translation of "Old Goriot" is a tough nut to crack, it is still in vernacular Chinese after all, and you only need to read it through and slow down your reading speed a little.

After two days of "seclusion" at home, he finally read the 150,000-word novel in its entirety.

This is a novel that makes one feel sad and heartbroken after reading it.

An old man, a father, could have enjoyed his retirement, but he died tragically and miserably after being drained of his money by his two selfish and vain daughters.

"It seems to be criticizing his two daughters' coldness and selfishness, but in essence it is criticizing their alienation by money... Hey, I'm also used to reading intensively before, and I always like to think about the deeper meaning of novels."

For some passages and contents, the author did not think about any deeper meaning when writing them.

Some do.

But Zhou Qing stopped thinking about those things now. He had slowly adapted and learned to quickly detach himself from the novel's story. He cast aside the sadness he had just felt and turned it into anticipation. He called up the panel and selected "Extract only, don't take." The next moment, the original text flashed through Zhou Qing's mind. There was an additional item in the "Extractable Items" option on the panel.

[Extractable items: a leaflet, a piece of Polygonatum odoratum, a bus...a bottle of Quaalude, etc.]

"This is a flyer for the Vaugirard apartment in the book."

Zhou Qing curled his lips.

You don't need to check the Internet to know that the world is so big, there must be people who collect old flyers from the 19th century, but generally they only collect those flyers with important content. Who would collect a flyer like this one that prints an advertisement for an unknown apartment?

"And it's the covered apartment from the novel, plus it's paper, and there's ink writing on it..."

He simply dropped it and turned his attention to his next novel.

I closed my eyes and gave myself a three-minute reminder, and then an idea came to my mind: choose to read the whole article.

The next moment, the panel changed to——

Name: Zhou Qing

Currently reading: Seven Swordsmen from Tianshan Mountain (Liang Yusheng)
Cumulative number of draws: 1
……

Seeing that the newly selected novel was a martial arts novel, Zhou Qing immediately became excited.

"Now 'my thinking power' is half and half, fifty percent."

"Finally, I get to watch martial arts again."

As an old fan of martial arts novels, he certainly knew Liang Yusheng, who was as famous as Jin Yong, and he had also read his works "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" and "The Jade Bow and the Sea of ​​Clouds".

Although I haven't seen "Seven Swords", I have heard of it and know that it was made into a movie by Tsui Hark.

"I remember that Liang Yusheng's novels are similar to Jin Yong's in many ways. For example, there are often connections between the novels. It seems that there is an apprentice of the White-haired Witch in Seven Swords."

Zhou Qing immediately went to Taobao and bought a set of Liang Yusheng's complete works, then searched for this novel on the reading app and opened it.

The first thing I read was "The Prologue".

"I have been wandering around the world for ten years, but my youth has been in vain...I can't stand the dim light in the curtains, and I can't let go of my hatred for the fleeting beauty! I am used to being alone, with my weapons and armor, and I will be buried in the desolate hills! - Tune to Bashenggan"

After reading the opening poem, Zhou Qing immediately felt the personal style of Liang Yusheng's novels.

He glanced at the time and it was already 1:30 in the afternoon.

I quickly finished reading "The Prologue" and the first chapter, switched to the browser, and started searching for information related to "Liang Yusheng".

Knowing the author's life will help you further understand the novel.

"Liang Yusheng, whose original name was Chen Wentong...is considered one of the four great masters of Chinese martial arts fiction, along with Jin Yong, Gu Long, and Wen Ruian. He is hailed as the founder of the new school of martial arts fiction."

"Liang Yusheng rejected the old school of martial arts novels' tendency to focus solely on revenge and bloodlust, and instead proposed the concept of 'chivalry surpassing martial arts'... In self-evaluation, Liang Yusheng once said: 'Liang Yusheng pioneered this trend, and Jin Yong carried it forward.'"

Zhou Qing thought to himself, it turns out that he was the first to create a new style of martial arts novels.

He only knew Jin Yong better before, and he also knew some gossip online about the goddess being Xia Meng.

But I know very little about other new-style martial arts writers.

After checking some more information, Zhou Qing temporarily put aside his reading, stood up, changed his shoes, took his car keys and went out to the Real Estate Registration Center.

Take the first red book issued by the country in your life!
(End of this chapter)