Jiang Ping didn't waste any time, and quickly said to Sun Wenhai: "Teacher Sun, I'm sorry for you." ”

Jiang Ping's mouth was talking, and his hands were not idle. He first took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, and then carefully opened the schoolbag he was carrying, took out the carefully wrapped ancient books, and gently placed them on the table.

Seeing Jiang Ping's very professional actions, Sun Wenhai had a better impression of him. In order to show solemnity, Sun Wenhai also put on gloves and glasses, and then carefully opened the set of books and read them carefully.

While Sun Wenhai was admiring the set of books, Jiang Ping stood quietly and waited, neither introducing this set of ancient books to him nor showing the slightest impatience.

Sun Wenhai is a fan of ancient books, and he watched it for more than half an hour. He flipped through several books from beginning to end, not letting go of even the smallest details, and nodded lightly as he read, obviously very satisfied with this set of ancient books. At this time, Sun Wenhai's attention was all on this set of ancient books, and he had even forgotten that there was such a person as Jiang Ping beside him.

It wasn't until he finished the last book that Sun Wenhai, who was immersed in his own world, came back to his senses, and said to Jiang Ping with some embarrassment: "Let you laugh, I don't have any other hobbies, I just like books." In particular, I'm embarrassed to lose track of time when I see such a rare book in good condition. ”

In fact, Jiang Ping was not afraid that Sun Wenhai would be fascinated by reading books, but he was afraid that he would not even have the interest in reading. Therefore, Sun Wenhai's words also made Jiang Ping very happy, and said to him with a smile: "I have always heard that Teacher Sun loves books like life, and it is indeed worthy of his reputation when I see him today." In this day and age, there are not many people like you who are so obsessed with one thing, and I admire it very much. ”

In Sun Wenhai's opinion, Jiang Ping's words were undoubtedly the best compliment, and he couldn't help but nod and smile. Although Sun Wenhai has collected a lot of ancient books, he really doesn't have this set of rare books of the Qing Dynasty by Jiang Ping. So after a little hesitation, Sun Wenhai couldn't help but ask Jiang Ping: "Classmate Jiang, I don't know if you are willing to transfer this set of books to me?"

Hearing Sun Wenhai's words, Jiang Ping couldn't help but laugh, and he quickly nodded and said, "Actually, I came to you for this matter, and I want to transfer this set of books to you." ”

Seeing that Jiang Ping agreed so simply, Sun Wenhai couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "In fact, this set of books is very well preserved, the engraving is also very exquisite, and it is a complete set, it is a very rare rare ancient book, why do you want to transfer it?"

Sun Wenhai's question is very subjective, he loves books like his life, so he thinks that other people are the same, and he should not transfer this set of rare books of the Qing Dynasty lightly.

Of course, Jiang Ping can't directly answer Sun Wenhai, "Actually, I'm here for money", which will undoubtedly destroy his image in Sun Wenhai's heart, and it is very likely to affect the transaction price of the meeting.

Jiang Ping, who is a man of two lifetimes, has a deep understanding of human nature, and immediately thought of how to answer, and smiled faintly at Sun Wenhai: "I won't tell you, Mr. Sun, this set of books was picked up by me in the antique street last week. I love it, but I don't have the right pieces to keep them at home. I'm worried that if this set of books is moth-eaten and moldy at home for a long time, it will be a ruinous thing. Knowing that you are an expert in this area, I decided to send this set of books to you, which can be regarded as a good home for this set of books. ”

Sun Wenhai was very satisfied with these words, and nodded again and again: "Xiao Jiang, I can understand the idea! I have seen many ancient books, which have been ruined in the hands of those laymen. This book is different from other antiques, and it needs a better environment to keep it well!"

Speaking of this, Sun Wenhai was a little heartbroken, the saddest thing for him was not that he couldn't collect those precious ancient books, but that he knew that these ancient books had been damaged because of the owner's poor collection.

In fact, Jiang Ping's main purpose in coming today was to sell this set of ancient books in his hand to Sun Wenhai. However, he has always respected people like Sun Wenhai who really do one thing wholeheartedly, so he also nodded silently to agree with Sun Wenhai's opinion.

Sun Wenhai was annoyed for a while, and then remembered the purpose of Jiang Ping's coming, and smiled at him embarrassedly: "I'm a little cynical, let's not talk about those bad things, let's talk about this set of ancient books, how much do you plan to sell to me?"

"It's finally time to get to the point!" Sun Wenhai's words lifted Jiang Ping's spirits, but on the surface he still said calmly: "I mainly want to find a good home for this set of books, as long as the price is acceptable." ”

Jiang Ping's words made Sun Wenhai have a better impression of him, and said with a smile: "That's what I said, but I can't let you suffer, you give me an approximate size, if there is a discrepancy, it's easy to discuss." ”

Although Sun Wenhai loves books and is obsessed, he is not a person who does not understand the world. So he insisted that Jiang Ping make a price, and he could adapt when the time came.

Jiang Ping also saw Sun Wenhai's plan, so he pretended to be embarrassed and said: "I won't tell you anything, in order to accept this set of books, I spent all the New Year's money I have saved since elementary school." ”

Hearing Jiang Ping's words, Sun Wenhai couldn't help laughing. If Jiang Ping's previous appearance made Sun Wenhai feel that he was a well-informed adult, then his last words reminded Sun Wenhai that the young man in front of him was just a high school student.

Of course, Jiang Ping did this on purpose, just to remind Sun Wenhai that he was still a high school student. Based on Jiang Ping's understanding of Sun Wenhai, he is likely to be embarrassed to push the price too hard.

It turned out that Jiang Ping had a very accurate grasp of Sun Wenhai's psychology, and he quickly shook his head and smiled: "Being able to use all the New Year's money to buy books shows that you really like it, and I can't let you suffer." 10,000 yuan, it should be able to fill the hole in your New Year's money for more than ten years, right?"

Sun Wenhai's offer also surprised Jiang Ping. You must know that it is 2002, and the children's New Year's money is not as exaggerated as it was later, and it is often thousands or even tens of thousands. In this era, the average child's annual New Year's money is only a few hundred yuan. Sun Wenhai offered a high price of 10,000 yuan to make up for Jiang Ping's "shortfall" in the New Year's money, which was definitely astronomical and very unexpected to Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping felt that he should look more like a high school student, so he said in a slur manner: "Teacher Sun, this is ...... It seems like a bit much. ”

Jiang Ping's reaction made Sun Wenhai more determined in his previous decision, and waved his hand: "That's it, you let me have such a good collection, and I should have a little bit of income." Otherwise, if this thing gets out, everyone will think that I am bullying children. ”

Sun Wenhai was so generous, which also made Jiang Ping's perception of him a lot better. Looking at Sun Wenhai, who was smiling because he got the new collection, Jiang Ping's mind suddenly flashed and he made a somewhat risky decision.