Chapter 032: Ancient Book Tasting
Since the day Ye Bei defeated Zhuo Tian, the major of Wuke seems to have become popular in an instant, many parents and classmates are discussing this matter, and the circle of friends is constantly forwarding articles about Wuke, and Wuke is almost swiping the screen.
Ye Bei also thought about applying for the martial arts examination, but this was not his initial goal, interstellar exploration is, many people can apply for martial arts majors, and interstellar exploration majors can only be applied for by a very small number of people.
If you don't go to martial arts, Ye Bei can still learn martial arts, but if you don't learn interstellar exploration, Ye Bei doesn't understand it at all, and there is no channel to understand, this is the strength and resources of the country, not comparable to private martial artists.
The next day, Ye Bei received a special call, which was actually from Mu Xue, which was a little surprising.
"Hey, Mr. Ye, are you free tonight?"
When Ye Bei heard this, his adrenaline was all up, and he couldn't blame Ye Bei, who made him a virgin.
"That's right, there is an ancient book tasting in the evening, if you have time, you can go over and help me palm, maybe I can find something good. “
"Ancient Book Tasting Meeting?" Ye Bei's heart moved, he was lacking a book of exercises, maybe this ancient book tasting meeting could help him.
"Yes, the format of the tasting is no different from setting up a stall, but the venue is more advanced, and everyone will take out some ancient books and let people choose to buy them, you will be interested. Mu Xue on the other end of the phone was very confident.
"I do have some interest. "Ye Bei doesn't go around the bend either.
"Okay, I'll pick you up that night. “
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Since the battle of the Chenyang Club, Zhuo Tian's mentality has almost collapsed, locking himself in his room all day, not seeing anyone, not answering anyone's calls, sleeping uncomfortably, and surfing the Internet is also uncomfortable, which is really more torturous than being in prison.
The most uncomfortable thing in life is not poverty, but the heart is like ashes.
Zhuo Tian's current mentality is like that of scumbag, he doesn't even have a trace of fighting spirit in his heart, and the Olympic torch can't light a trace of fire in his heart, which can almost be said to be a walking corpse.
For the sake of Wu Ke, he worked hard for several years and spent millions of dollars, but in the end, he couldn't even beat the son of the scumbag, what is the point of living like this.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Tian was already in tears.
The mobile phone on the desk rang over and over again, and Zhuo Tian picked up the phone impatiently, "Who?"
"Brother Tian, I'm Deng Rong!" shouted on the other end of the phone.
"Deng Rong, what's the matter?"
"My cousin is back, it's the cousin who is a junior at the Shanghai Martial Arts School, do you know why he came back?"
"Why?"
"Ancient Book Tasting!"
"Ancient Book Tasting?" Zhuo Tian heard in a fog, what does the broken tasting have to do with him.
"Well, he came for the ancient book tasting, I heard that there is a certain opportunity to get the exercise cheats at the tasting, don't you lack a book of exercises, if you have the exercises, can't you beat Ye Bei's kid?"
"Yes!" Zhuo Tian was awakened by a word, and shivered all over, and his original heart seemed to be burning again, "Yes, you are right, so how can you participate?"
"Of course, you have to have money, every ancient book in the tasting is very expensive, but money is not enough, this is a high-level private tasting, not everyone can participate, there must be an invitation, my cousin has three invitations in his hand, I can give you one, but ......"
"But what, just say it!"
He said that many people were rushing to ask for it, so they asked for 5,000 yuan each. “
"Five thousand? No problem. Zhuo Tian gritted his teeth and pinned all his hopes on this tasting, even if he had the opportunity to get involved, he had to try it, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to stay at home, what is the difference between living and dying.
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At dusk, Mu Xue drove a Porsche to pick up Ye Bei, for Mu Xue's identity, driving a Porsche is a very low-key thing, a few Lamborghini and Ferrari are parked in the garage at home, but she doesn't like to drive very much, most of the time she still thinks Porsche is more down-to-earth.
The car stopped at a winery.
The winery is a European-style castle with bright lights.
Mu Xue brought Ye Bei into the castle, only to see that the castle was a large hall, with dazzling lights on the dome, and the whole hall was like daylight.
There are dozens of long tables around the hall, with all kinds of ancient books, and it really looks like a stall.
There were more than 100 people coming and going, holding wine glasses and sipping red wine, slowly walking around, and talking softly.
"Mr. Ye, why don't I take you to say hello to the master. “
Ye Bei waved his hand, "It's still not necessary, I don't want to reveal my identity." “
"Okay, then you can take a look, I'll miss it first. “
"Self-deed. “
After Mu Xue left, Ye Bei was more comfortable, and walked around a few stalls at random, he found that these stall owners were quite interesting, everyone's dress was very distinctive, some combed their hair in a bun, wore Taoist clothes, and really looked like a Taoist priest, some wore Tang costumes, some wore robes, and some had straight suits, the most exaggerated thing was that one of them was actually dressed as a rogue, and his body was the same as his father.
Ye Bei shook his head, the world is so big.
Ye Bei casually found a stall and wanted to see what kind of ancient books they were selling.
The stall owner is a middle-aged man in a long robe, with long hair and beard, and he looks like a reclusive man.
I saw that there were more than a dozen ancient costumes in line on the square table in front of him, and the cover had turned yellow, looking like an old monument.
"The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon", "Zixia Secret Book", "Yijin Sutra", "Taijiquan", "Rulai Shenzhang" ......"
"Uh......" Seeing the title of the book, Ye Bei was a little speechless, these are the most famous martial arts in film and television dramas, and they actually appeared here today, "Are you sure you don't want to sell goods?"
"Young man, I see that you have a wonderful ...... bones"
"Stop!" Ye Bei hurriedly stopped him, and he had already memorized the next lines, "How many copies." “
"Each book is different, for example, this "Zixia Cheats" is 3,000, this "Yijin Jing" costs 5,000, and this "Taijiquan" ......"
"It's so expensive, don't you only sell it for five yuan on the stall, why do you get here and ask for 5,000?"
"Young man, don't talk nonsense, these are all family heirlooms, they are absolutely genuine, how can they be compared with the stalls, and when did you see me selling them on the stalls?"
Ye Bei touched his nose and asked, "Then which one is the best here?"
"If you want to say fame, of course, it is the "Yi Jin Sutra" is the largest, "Yi Jin Sutra" is the highest heart of Buddhism, the nose master of the world's martial arts, after the practice has the effect of Yi Jin washing the marrow, if you want to say the power, it should be the "Palm of the Gods", after the practice, a palm splits the mountain, transcendent and holy, and the power is unfathomable. “
"It's amazing. Ye Bei admired himself and listened to it word for word.
"Before you buy, you can take a look, buy it or not, I have a relationship with you, and you don't charge money for a look. The man in the long shirt showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said with a smile.
Ye Bei suddenly thought of a question, "Have you practiced it yourself?"
"I've practiced, of course I've practiced, but I don't have enough wisdom, and I have gained very little, but I have basically achieved the effect of strengthening my body, you see that I look only in my forties on the surface, but in fact, the old man is in his sixties. “
"Okay. Ye Bei scratched his numb scalp, what kind of ancient book tasting meeting is this, it is completely a gathering of charlatans.