Although Jiang Ping didn't know how this decision would affect him. But when he looked at Sun Wenhai, who really liked ancient books, he had the urge to do so.

So Jiang Ping did not continue to entangle with Sun Wenhai over the price of ancient books in the Qing Dynasty, but cleared his throat and said seriously: "Teacher Sun, in fact, I have an idea, I don't know whether I should tell you or not." ”

Sun Wenhai was in a good mood, and said to Jiang Ping with a smile: "If you have something, just say it, why bother to spit it out?" ”

"Then I'll be ugly, and if you think I'm wrong, don't be angry." Jiang Ping first gave Sun Wenhai a preventive injection, and then said to him: "I think that all kinds of ancient books are beautifully printed and elegantly bound, which can give people an all-round understanding of all aspects of the society at that time, which is not only a very good collection, but also a very important research document." ”

Jiang Ping's words were said to Sun Wenhai's heart, and he couldn't help nodding again and again: "You're right, but most people are not interested in ancient books now, which is really a sigh." ”

Seeing that his words resonated with Sun Wenhai, Jiang Ping continued: "I think the reason why ancient books are not valued by most people at present is that they are more troublesome to preserve, and ordinary collectors do not have that kind of conditions and experience. But more importantly, if you don't know about ancient books, you naturally can't talk about appreciating and liking them. Since you have so many books, why not set up a private museum of ancient books so that more people can learn about these ancient books and then love them? ”

Hearing Jiang Ping's words, Sun Wenhai also felt deeply inspired, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Yes, why didn't I think of it before, this is indeed a good way!" ”

The more Sun Wenhai thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but smile and said to Jiang Ping: "Xiao Jiang, your words inspired me a lot!" I will do my best to start the Museum of Ancient Books, and when the museum opens, you must be there! ”

"I can't ask for it." Jiang Ping accepted Sun Wenhai's invitation with a smile, but deep down he was surprised.

Jiang Ping thought that Sun Wenhai had already had this plan, and he just wanted to do what he liked, which could be regarded as laying a good foundation for possible cooperation between the two sides in the future. However, judging from Sun Wenhai's reaction now, he didn't have the idea of opening an ancient book museum at all, and he did so after Jiang Ping reminded him!

This made Jiang Ping very surprised, and he couldn't help but think to himself in his heart: "Could it be that Sun Wenhai was inspired by me to set up an ancient book museum?" But I didn't know him in my previous life, and who inspired him? What a mess! ”

Sun Wenhai was not as confused as Jiang Ping, in fact, his goal had never been so clear as it is now. However, although Sun Wenhai was full of expectations for the ancient book museum that had not yet been built, he did not forget what he promised Jiang Ping, and soon smiled at him: "Look at my patronage, I'm sorry to delay your time, you wait a while, I'll get the money for you." ”

After Sun Wenhai finished speaking, he went to the next room, and quickly brought a stack of hundred-yuan bills to Jiang Ping: "You count and see if it's right." ”

Jiang Ping is not hypocritical now, but after counting the money, he smiled and said, "That's right, Mr. Sun, then I'm not welcome." ”

"You deserve it." Sun Wenhai said as he handed a business card to Jiang Ping and said: "This is my business card, you can call me if you have any problems in the future, and I will definitely help if I can." ”

In terms of Sun Wenhai's character, being able to say such things to Jiang Ping shows that he really admires this young man very much. Jiang Ping didn't expect that he just gave Sun Wenhai an idea, and he actually got such a lot of kindness from the other party.

Jiang Ping, who is a man of two lives, certainly knows how important connections are to him. And Sun Wenhai can establish a private museum with his own ability, it is certainly not an ordinary person, Jiang Ping will certainly not refuse his kindness, and hurriedly took Sun Wenhai's business card politely with both hands.

Sun Wenhai's business cards seem simple, but they are beautifully printed and the materials used are also very particular. The business card had only his name on it, as well as a landline and a mobile phone number, and nothing else. But the more this is the case, the more Jiang Ping attaches importance to this business card, and he carefully puts away the business card.

In fact, the current Jiang Ping himself doesn't know what the business card Sun Wenhai gave him means. It wasn't until Jiang Ping really ran into trouble and called Sun Wenhai with the attitude of giving it a try that he knew that this middle-aged man who loved books and had a strong literati temperament had so much energy.

Of course, for Jiang Ping at the moment, the most important thing is to sell this set of ancient books at a good price. Now that the purpose of coming to Sun Wenhai has been achieved, Jiang Ping quickly said to him: "Teacher Sun, I will leave first, the college entrance examination will be held in a few days, and I will go back to review." ”

Only then did Sun Wenhai remember that Jiang Ping, who was a senior in high school, now had precious time. And Jiang Ping personally sent a set of ancient books at this time, which also made Sun Wenhai have a better impression of this young man.

Of course, Sun Wenhai didn't want to delay Jiang Ping's review of the college entrance examination, so he hurriedly got up and sent him outside the gate of the hospital in person, and told Jiang Ping to be careful on the road, so he went back to see his newly obtained treasure ancient books.

For Jiang Ping, the harvest of coming to Sun Wenhai this time is very good. The ancient books of the Qing Dynasty collected for 2,000 yuan were sold for a full 10,000 yuan, which was already four times the profit. 10,000 yuan in 2002 is no longer a small amount, especially for an ordinary family like Jiang Ping. In fact, the money Jiang Ping earned in just half a month was more than his father's salary for half a year, which was already very good for a high school student.

However, Jiang Ping's goal is to save enough medical expenses for his sister's bone marrow transplant within half a year. Compared with the huge medical expenses, this mere 10,000 yuan is a drop in the bucket.

Jiang Ping didn't plan to deposit the 10,000 yuan in the bank, seeing that it was still early, he planned to hurry up and go to the antique street to see what good things he could find. Only in this way can the money in his hand be turned around and earn his sister's medical expenses as much as possible.

Jiang Ping, who made the decision, did not hesitate and immediately rode to the antique street. This time, instead of taking the old path he had just come, he left from the other end of Huanhua Lane. From here, it only takes about 20 minutes to ride a bicycle, and it is an antique street.

After Jiang Ping rode through three or four intersections, he passed a demolition site. In 2002, the real estate industry in Suzhou City has become increasingly prosperous, especially in the old city-district, where there are many such demolition sites.

Most of the houses at the demolition site have been razed to the ground, and a few are still standing tenaciously. However, they are all dilapidated, and the owners of the houses will obviously leave the place soon and move elsewhere.

As a reborn who witnessed the future development of Su City, this scene also made Jiang Ping feel a little emotional. He knew that it was in a year or two that the housing prices in Sioux City began to soar, and ten years later it had reached a point where most people would be amazed.

This also made Jiang Ping secretly decide that after saving enough for his sister and mother's medical expenses, he would pick a few high-priced properties in the future to build a few sets, which could be regarded as an extra guarantee for himself and his family.

Jiang Ping wanted to ride his bicycle through the path in the demolition site, and a house on the side of the road caught his attention. This is an old house that looks very old, with white walls and black tiles, the base of the wall is covered with stone chips, and even the floor of the house is paved with square stone bricks, which shows that the owner put a lot of thought into the construction of this house.

Judging from Jiang Ping's eyes, this house is at least a hundred years old, and it may have been standing here since the Qing Dynasty. But now the house is clearly unoccupied, the doors and windows have been torn down, and even half of the gable has been knocked off.

In some emerging cities, such a house can already be regarded as a historical building, but it is nothing in the historic city of Suzhou, and it was demolished like this, which also made Jiang Ping feel quite a pity.

Because he felt that it was a pity, Jiang Ping paid special attention to the half-demolished house. When I passed by the side of the house, I deliberately took a few more serious looks.

Just when Jiang Ping's gaze fell on the exposed beams of the old house, an unexpected vision suddenly appeared. The golden light flashed on the two thick roof beams, like two lightning bolts, shaking Jiang Ping almost fell off his bicycle.

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Today's second update.