Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 31: Ancient texts and doctors

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When the old door hinges were biting together, they made a long 'squeak-' sound.

Because the windows and doors have not been opened for a long time, the old smell in the room was instantly released.

Boss Aethas is not from this era, so it is not surprising that the furnishings in the room in front of him can be called ancient.

You Ye didn't come in with Luo Qiu, but just stood at the door. It may be out of respect from the previous boss, or maybe it is awe.

Of course it could be something else.

This room will probably be a rare treasure house in the eyes of a historian—but in fact, everything in this club, how can it not be called a treasure house

Luo Qiu walked to the room near the window sill, the curtains were just black gauze. In addition, there are small round tables and small square wooden chairs. The chair is pulled out, and there are many scratches on the foot of the stool, probably because of the long pull.

Luo Qiu sat directly on the chair and closed his eyes. Boss Aethas probably sits here for a long time all day long. He didn't know what the effect of doing this was, he just felt that he should feel the feeling of sitting here.

When his eyes are sitting here, what is he focusing on

After a while, Luo Qiu, who had found nothing, stood up mockingly and began to walk around the room. Against the other wall is a simple desk, but neither the drawers nor the desktop are empty.

As for the wardrobe in the room, there is only one set of clothes. The bed is there, the bedside table is there, and the candlestick is placed on the bedside table, which is the only thing in the room at a glance.

That's why Luo Qiu didn't see the music box in You Ye's mouth that can produce sounds after twisting the clockwork.

It was as if apart from the initial letter, the ex left nothing to Luo Qiu. Luo Qiu couldn't help being a little disappointed. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, walked to the round table again, squatted down, and looked at the ground of the round table with his head.

He used the same method again, looking at the bottom of the desk, and turned the bed over, even the reverse side of the drawer. Finally, I moved the wardrobe and looked at the mottled cracks on the wall behind the wardrobe, as well as the back of the wardrobe itself.

"There's really nothing left...or did I think too much?" Luo Qiu said to himself.

In the end, he could only helplessly restore the original appearance of the room.

Unknowingly, it was the time when the sun was rising, and the breeze blew away the gauze that covered the windows and doors, and the sunlight shone on the glass windows. Only then did Luo Qiu realize that it was a stained glass window. At this time, the broken sunlight and the glass-colored window combined to form a dazzling light painting.

The room seemed to suddenly become much more vivid.

Luo Qiu subconsciously walked to the window, opened the curtains, and opened the glass window. Outside was the commercial street with no people in the morning—the commercial street he was familiar with.

Luo Qiu closed the stained window, and when he really planned to close up the black screen, he saw the sunlight passing through the stained window and reflected on the wooden floor.

It was a line of neatly arranged patterns—but Luo Qiu probably used a type of writing, a very ancient type of writing.

But they seem to disappear quickly, presumably because of the angle of the sunlight. Luo Qiu directly picked up his mobile phone and took a snapshot of the scene on the floor. At this time, the text had become blurred, and soon melted into a fragmented light.

Luo Qiu showed You Ye the captured image, "You Ye, do you recognize these words?"

You Ye just shook his head, and also showed a surprised look.

Even after working here for three hundred years, the maid never walked into Boss Isaac's room, and it was the first time she saw such a thing.

But You Ye didn't recognize it. I'm afraid the characters were from three hundred years ago, or even older.

Luo Qiu tried to put his palm on the phone screen, intending to use the ability of appraisal, but all he got was a reply like an altar.

—The text content has been lost, whether to use the millennium lifespan to repair and translate the content.

Luo Qiu felt that there should be a sound: hat—The—FUCK.

But at this time another message came from the altar.

- Provenance can be purchased with a ten-year lifespan.

Well, it should be said again: hat—The—FUCK.

"Owner?"

Seeing Luo Qiu's somewhat silent appearance, You Ye asked tentatively.

Luo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down and said, "It's okay, at least it's not nothing. The days to come are still long. Moreover, if you have a goal, you will probably become a lot more positive."

He later ordered You Ye to continue working, and he returned to his original home.

Naturally, Ren Ziling hadn't woken up from her sleep at this time.

Feeling that it would take ten years to buy the source of the text, Luo Qiu directly copied the captured images to the computer, and then used a photo editing software to cut out several of the clearest texts into individual images. Put it together again to form a brand new picture.

The place to upload is 'Zhihu'.

Title content: What kind of text is in the picture for advice.

Then just wait for the interpretation of enthusiastic people-if no one knows it, you can also consider foreign Quora websites.

If no one knows it...then work hard to earn life.

Speaking of working hard to earn a living, Luo Qiu had no choice but to start looking through the information of the seven benefactors that Black Soul 9 brought this time.

Theoretically, for the issuance of black cards with imprints, one should choose the ones that are still profitable even with a discount.

This is not simply a process of simply using the transaction money as a sacrifice to gain life after the customer buys something.

Through these several transactions, Luo Qiu understood that he was also considered as a guest of the club—just the biggest guest. And his lifespan is the only currency he holds.

The purchase of transaction object materials, the identification of items, or the liberation of Taiyinzi's soul from the white jade card, etc., can all be operated through his lifespan.

Then there is storage—things that have been stored lose their ability to be sacrificed. That is to say, in future transactions, Luo Qiu will replace it with the available lifespan because he likes a certain transaction gold. Strictly speaking, this can be regarded as a consumer behavior, right

So his lifespan is not something that makes money out of nothing.

The first white card appeared in Luo Qiu's palm, then shattered and turned into photons, wrapping around his head like a cloud of mist.

Luo Qiu closed his eyes.

Jiang Chu returned to the hospital early.

It is not common for a doctor of Jiang Chu's level to come early in the hospital. He is in his early forties, but he is elegant, and he is a very famous neurosurgery doctor.

Talent, fame, and wealth, he divorced his ex-wife ten years ago and is still single, so Jiang Chu is the object of admiration for many girls in the hospital.

Jiang Chu brewed a cup of coffee, sat in front of the desk, and was about to look at the medical records of several patients on hand, when a black card with a strange golden pattern printed on it was caught in one of the files at some point. middle…