I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 241: Gate of Truth

Bam.

Lin Jie placed the book on the countertop.

The Alchemist bore another title in Mandarin, Young Shepherd's Fantastical Journey. The translated one wasn't as widely known as the main title, but it was more closely accurate to the book’s contents.

The story was very simple, narrating the tale of a young shepherd that dreamed of a treasure at the Egyptian pyramids and the hardships and experiences in his search where he gained a mysterious power and found love.

However, when he reached the Pyramid at long last, he wasn't able to find any treasure. Eventually, he realized that the treasure was in the abandoned church where he first had the dream.

This was an extremely allegorical classic, where anyone, regardless of whichever stage they were in life, could interpret different truths and gain different inspiration from it.

It could be considered a good read for all ages.

In other words, this book could sell well, and most people would be open to reading it when recommended.

Lin Jie would generally choose bestsellers for customers he didn’t know well and had difficulty providing the right remedy for their problems.

Moreover, the Vice-Chairman seemed like he had a bumpy fate. As a folklorist, Lin Jie knew a little about Chinese physiognomy.

A darkened glabella. Surely things haven't been going well for him recently and he needs some positivity to perk him up...

"There is a type of language in the universe understood by everyone, yet it's already been forgotten."

With a meaningful look, Lin Jie pointed at the cover and said, "This book is about that type of language, and all the answers you seek can be found inside."

The author of The Alchemist wasn't really writing about actual alchemy but instead referring to the 'alchemy of mind and life.'

In fact, the forgotten language that this book intended to convey was the philosophy of the heart.

Of course, that wasn't how to sell books. Lin Jie couldn't just go up to Andrew and say that he was selling chicken soup for the soul; there needed to be some suspen

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