The Qing Dynasty listed The Art of War as the first banned book because the rulers feared that the rebels would get their hands on it and overthrow their rule.

In this environment, Yue Zhongqi, as a famous general of the Qing Dynasty, actually copied a copy by hand, so why should he repeat its preciousness?

Jiang Xiwei finally understood.

To put it simply, scarcity is expensive.

There are too many versions of "The Art of War" that have been circulated in the world, almost every dynasty and every generation, and ordinary versions are indeed not rare.

Only a version in a certain environment can be called rare.

Seeing Jiang Xiyu's abrupt expression, Chu Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he also remembered a very important thing.

That wooden box containing Sun Tzu's Art of War!

When he found the villain book in the old wall before, the white light he saw was far less than the white light of the wooden box.

If you want to make a comparison, it is simply the glow of the firefly and the bright moon, and he is desperate to find out what the origin of the wooden box is!

It's just that at this moment, he doesn't dare to look directly at the wooden box, he is afraid that he will become blind again.

After hesitating for a long time, Chu Nan only dared to use the corner of his eye to constantly look at the wooden box on the table.

Chu Nan found that as long as he didn't concentrate on looking directly at the wooden box, it would be fine, as long as he moved his mind slightly, the wooden box would explode like a flashbang.

"What's going on?"

Chu Nan had a bit of a brain pain, it felt like a hedgehog suddenly appeared in front of a husky, and the husky wanted to bite the hedgehog, but the hedgehog was covered with thorns, and there was nowhere to put his mouth.

At this time, Wu Lao spoke up.

"Zepan, it seems that your collection is going to have one more fine product, so let's do it, I just got a wooden box a few days ago, and I just happened to put your copy of "The Art of War". ”

Wu Lao's voice landed, and he got up straight and walked into the study, and after a while, Wu Lao returned with a beautiful wooden box in his hand.

"Old Wu, this... Is this the small-leaved red sandalwood?"

Jiang Xiwei recognized the origin of the wooden box in Wu Lao's hand at a glance.

Small-leaved red sandalwood, the wood of the emperor, a round of five years, eight hundred years to become a timber.

"It's a pity that the girl has good eyesight. ”

Wu Lao nodded, and then smiled and put a wooden box made of Xiaoye Rosewood in front of Wang Zepan: "Use this wooden box of Xiaoye Rosewood to hold your book "The Art of War", which complements each other." ”

"Old Wu, are you really willing to give me this old little leaf red sandalwood box?"

Wang Zepan's face was happy, but he didn't think about taking it for nothing, the antique world needs to have a price.

"When did I Wu Muzhi speak, when did it not count?"

Wu Lao smiled faintly, and looked at Chu Nan on the side as he spoke: "I'm very happy to meet Little Brother Chu here today, you kid is gone." ”

"Old Wu, then I'm not welcome. ”

When Wang Zepan heard this, he immediately put the "Art of War" in his hand into the small leaf rosewood box, and then quickly cut through the mess: "Old Wu, I will pay you this box at 30% higher than the market price, you don't have to refuse, it's so decided." ”

Wang Zepan was quite thoughtful, and completed the transfer after a while, as for what the specific price is, Chu Nan doesn't know, but since ancient times, an inch of red sandalwood and an inch of gold must not be cheap.

Wu Lao naturally didn't care about anything with Wang Zepan's junior, and with a faint smile, the matter was over.

Wang Zepan was holding a small leaf rosewood box in his hand, which contained the "Art of War" that he had spent a lot of effort to find, and this combination could indeed be called a complement to each other.

However, the obsolete boxes don't seem to be of much use.

"Mr. Wang, can you sell me that wooden box?"

Chu Nan is not very good at beating around the bush, and he pondered what to say for a long time, but in the end he used the most direct way.

"Brother Chu, do you like this box?"

Wang Zepan was a little surprised, but he still asked with a smile: "Although this box is not as good as Wu Lao's small-leaved red sandalwood, it is also a high-grade rosewood, are you sure you want to buy it?"

"Well, I like it. ”

Chu Nan didn't bother to explain anything, so he simply admitted neatly: "Mr. Wang, you can make a price." ”

"No need, since Brother Chu likes it, then Wang will give it to you. ”

Wang Zeban laughed, picked up the box and stuffed it into Chu Nan's arms as he spoke, and patted him on the shoulder at the same time: "I was joking with you just now, Wu Lao Du said that I was stained with Brother Chu's light, and this should be regarded as a thank you gift." ”

"Don't, Mr. Wang, although I don't know wood, I also know that rosewood is not cheap. ”

Chu Nan doesn't like to take advantage, Wang Zepan wants to give him the box, he wants to accept it, I'm afraid he owes this favor.

"Zepan, you better make a price. ”

Wu Lao smiled on the side and said, "Little Brother Chu has just sold two sets of superb villain books, and it is enough to buy your Huanghuali box." ”

Wu Lao's words undoubtedly reassured Chu Nan, he really didn't understand the wood market, Wang Zepan really wanted to open a sky-high price for him, he really couldn't afford it.

"That's it, I'll give this box to Brother Chu, but you have to give me the phone number, how about it?"

Wang Zepan had already taken out his mobile phone as he spoke, and squeezed his eyes towards Chu Nan with a smile on his face.

The words have already been said to this point, Chu Nan can only take out his mobile phone, and after exchanging numbers, he decided to make appropriate compensation to Wang Zepan.

Chu Nan looked at the box in his arms, although he was ecstatic in his heart, his face was still very calm.

He still understands the truth that wealth is not exposed.

For Wang Zepan and others, this is an ordinary wooden box, but for him, this wooden box is an out-and-out treasure.

Now, when the baby is in hand, he always feels a little unsteady in his heart.

"In that case, then I might as well be respectful. ”

Chu Nan stuffed the box into his arms as he spoke, and at the same time took out the set of manuscripts that he had never taken out.

"I have a set of manuscripts here, which I didn't intend to sell. ”

Chu Nan said that he had already put the manuscript in front of Wu Lao, and while Wu Lao was shocked, he continued: "And I promised Miss Jiang that if she has any good goods to sell, I will give her priority, but I don't like to owe favors, so I ......"

Before Chu Nan's words could be finished, Wu Lao, who had already held the manuscript in his hand, had already exclaimed!

"This is the true handiwork of Master Yan Meihua!

As soon as Wu Lao's words landed, Jiang Xiwei and Wang Zepan almost subconsciously reached out to grab the manuscript in Wu Lao's hand at the same time.

"Chu Nan, you have to count what you say, if you have any good things, you have to find me first!"

Jiang Xiwei directly moved out what Chu Nan had just said.

"Since Brother Chu has taken it out, he is planning to transfer it, Miss Jiang, you can't break this rule. ”

Wang Zepan's silence about human favors directly accelerated the process of manuscript transfer.

"Little Brother Chu, this manuscript ......"

Wu Lao didn't let go, but his eyes were full of excitement when he looked at Chu Nan.

This manuscript is the only one in the world. ”

Chu Nan smiled faintly, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.