As Brother Xiong expected, Ji Gang lost nothing left, and the person who sat in the village refused to lend him money. When he returned home, the family guarded him one by one, and when it came to money, they didn't say anything.

So, he took out a book from his house, and the old man left it behind before should be worth some money, right? They are prosperous in antiques here, and although he doesn't play with them, he has heard of them a little.

"Boss Tang, this is a family heirloom, I took it out secretly, I don't lie to you. Ji Gang said.

However, Tang Dachuan's impression of Ji Gang is also very bad. Would a drug addict tell the truth? Besides, that thing came to sell it, didn't that say?

"What heirlooms can you have? Go, go, don't get in the way of my business." Tang Dachuan didn't want to see it at all.

Ji Gang himself was not sure whether the book was worth anything or not, and when he heard Tang Dachuan's words, he was also a little weak-hearted, and he scolded and walked out of the store.

"You'll regret missing out on my treasure. ”

"Haha! I guessed it was going to hit a wall. Brother Xiong smiled.

Ask for collections, recommended tickets!

That guy's character can't be said to be bad, but the gambling has gone deep into the bone marrow, and the mildew is very heavy, everyone subconsciously stays away, saving themselves from being polluted.

Ji Gang didn't pay attention to his feet, and accidentally threw himself into the street.

Other people can't bear to witness it, it's really a character with a moldy god, and people are driven out without looking at it, and they are still fighting on the street at the door of people's homes, how embarrassing it is!

The book was immediately thrown next to Yang Fan, and out of kindness, Yang Fan helped pick it up.

However, Yang Fan's eyes fell on the book, and he immediately froze. He didn't expect that this book was really an antique, and it still had a bit of a background.

"Brother, you fancy my baby, right? I bet it must be a baby. ”

Sure enough, it is a person who is crazy about gambling, and he is gambling when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth. Brother Xiong was also drunk on this person.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, what heirlooms does his family have?" Brother Xiong didn't want Yang Fan to be fooled, so he reminded him on the spot, and he was not afraid of offending Ji Gang's gambler.

Ji Gang suddenly blushed his neck: "I dare to bet, do you dare to bet?"

Brother Xiong saw that the guy was full of gambling, and his scalp was a little numb, and he had the urge to slap him to death: "Bet on a fart, fuck! Lao Tzu is not you, and if you make a bet in front of me, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

Although Ji Gang was also afraid of fists, it was related to his gambling money, so he left that fear behind, stopped talking to Brother Xiong, and turned to Yang Fan.

"Brother, this is really my family's treasure, I bet on my character. ”

The others rolled their eyes wildly and said secretly: What other character do you have?

Seeing that Yang Fan was a little hesitant and in danger, he hurriedly stepped up: "I'm in a hurry to use the money, so it's better to give it to you cheaper." ”

"How much?" Yang Fan finally said.

"Ten thousand. ”

Seeing that Yang Fan sent the book back without hesitation, Ji Gang simply regarded the book as a hot potato, and waved his hand violently, not wanting to take it back.

"Five thousand, five thousand would be fine. ”

"Five thousand? Okay then!" Yang Fan is not like some profiteers, who can push the price down and press hard, he thinks it will be almost fine.

Before Brother Xiong could react, the transaction was completed and he didn't say anything more.

"Notes on Reading Wei Caotang" is the book in Yang Fan's hand, which mainly describes fox ghost stories and strange experiences, and is a strange novel written in the form of notes.

The author is very famous, that is, Ji Xiaolan in the Qing Dynasty with copper teeth and iron mouth.

Ji Xiaolan has a sense of humor, and there are many anecdotes between him and Emperor Qianlong.

He privately called Emperor Qianlong "old man", and after the incident, he was able to stubbornly say that ""old" means longevity, and long live longevity is "old"; "head" is the head of all things, and the head of the world is "head"; "son" is the name of a sage, and Confucius and Mencius are both called "son". Long live, the Führer, and the saint are connected together, and they are "old men"!

Yang Fan remembered that it was recorded in ancient books that Ji Xiaolan was witty, funny, clever and changeable, and talented all his life, leaving many interesting stories for future generations, known as "Merry Genius" and "Master of Humor". He was a famous scholar, poet, bibliographer, and novelist of the Qing Dynasty.

Overall, his life is very different from the image in folklore and the image on the silver screen. In popular folklore and TV dramas, the relationship between Ji Xiaolan and Qianlong, the monarch and minister, is very harmonious, full of trust, ridicule and humor. And it is suave, this is a glorified description, which is not the case in history.

According to historical records, Ji Xiaolan is "short-sighted". The so-called "bed" means that the appearance is ugly, and the so-called "short-sightedness" means short-sightedness. It can be seen that Ji Xiaolan is not so perfect.

This man's attainments in couplets are very famous in ancient and modern times.

When Yang Fan was studying, he also read his lantern riddles: black is not, white is not, red and yellow are not, and foxes, wolves, dogs, and civets, neither domestic animals, nor wild beasts; there are poems, words, and Analects, and they are vague about the east and west, north and south, although they are short works, they are also wonderful essays.

This book is the real thing, and 5,000 yuan is a big bargain.

Yang Fan is also short of money in his pocket now, so he is in a hurry to sell the book. After thinking about it, I finally returned to Luo Lao's antique shop.

Luo Lao was a little dumbfounded when he saw that this guy had got another treasure.

"Ji Xiaolan's real handwriting? ”

He opened the book, read it for more than ten minutes, and finally confirmed that this was the real work, and sighed in his heart: This young man is very powerful! Knowing how this book came about, he can't say anything about Yang Fan's luck.

"One hundred and fifty thousand, what do you think?"

Yang Fan nodded, a very pertinent price, after all, people also have to make money!

"Well, young people are just refreshing. ”

150,000 is a bit large, so there is no cash transaction. After Yang Fan left, the news disappeared and spread throughout the entire antique street.

Tang Dachuan really regretted that his intestines were blue. Although he is worth millions, he can't help but ignore more than 100,000!

"Shit luck, I was hit by that kid again, shit luck!" Wang Jian said, but no matter how he listened, his tone was full of sourness.

He doesn't care about a few thousand yuan, but in tens of thousands, it doesn't make sense for him not to blush.

Brother Xiong and the others were even more shocked, and it was almost certain that that unseemly guy really had some skills. His iron courage is better to say, it is not very valuable, more than 100,000 yuan! How long does it take for him to earn this amount in the wind and sun?

"I didn't expect that!"

"Haha! Now the Tang rooster is crying blind!" The others gloated.