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Not long after, Qiao Siye sent Wang Guan and Han Lang to the door, and said with a smile: "Have a good time, don't rush back." ”

"Goodbye, old man." Wang Guan smiled, waved goodbye, and sat in the back seat unceremoniously. Since Han Lang wants to be a driver, let him be a good driver, and he will also enjoy the treatment of an uncle.

There is no need to repeat the process of driving, maybe there is nothing to describe, anyway, it is a relatively dull process, and after half an hour, I came to Jinyang City.

Although Han Lang had only been here for a few days and was very unfamiliar with Jinyang City, he didn't forget that there was a navigation in the car, and Qiao Yu was worried that Wang Guan didn't know the way, so the address he gave him was a more famous place, so he easily arrived at his destination. It was a cultural square, and since it was only past noon, there were relatively few pedestrians on the square, but it seemed that the square was empty and wide.

Han Lang parked the car, Wang Guan pushed the door down, and immediately looked left and right, but he didn't find Bai Ye and Qiao Yu.

"Is this it?" Han Lang also walked out.

"That's right." Wang Guan said with a smile: "It is estimated that they still have to go shopping, on the way over, let's wait." ”

While speaking, Wang saw that there were several used bookstalls near the square, and immediately walked over, moved a small stool, sat down and slowly flipped through the books, but he was very calm and calm.

Han Lang is a smart man, and after a little look at the topography of the square, he found that he was surrounded by a forest of mall buildings. If you are on top of the mall building, you can see everything in the square from a bird's eye. Maybe Qiao Yu was in a certain mall and noticed that he was also coming, so he didn't show up, let alone call Wang Guan to go over.

In this regard, Han Lang was also a little mentally prepared, and he did not have an angry expression, but also looked calm. Walked lightly to Wang Guan's side and waited calmly. Now it's just a contest of patience, and whoever rushes first loses.

Han Lang was waiting, waiting for Wang Guan or Qiao Yu to lose their breath and take the lead in contacting the other party, he would be the winner.

At the same time, Wang Guan did not interfere with Han Lang's behavior, and there was no need to interfere, anyway, he was now looking through some old books with great interest, but he felt a little happy in it.

There are a lot of used books at the bookstalls. Most of them are old magazines and the like, but there are also some children's comics from seven or eight years ago. There are not many old books in the real sense, only a small pile of old books from the eighties and nineties of the last century, as for the ancient books in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, there is no need to have any delusions.

However, there were some surprises during the period, Wang Guan also discovered Jin Yong Gulong's martial arts novel, which should be the version of the eighties, judging from the paper and printing fonts, it should be a genuine book, with a certain collection value.

It's a pity that these novels are relatively incomplete. It's just a few scattered copies, all of which are not complete, and it's not interesting to buy them back. Wang Guan shook his head and sighed slightly, and continued to rummage through old novels.

That's when it happened. Wang Guanliu's gaze suddenly stopped, and with a flick of his fingers, he picked up an old book. Picking up the old book and looking at it for a moment, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Watched it for a while. Wang Guan closed the book with his hand, gently beckoned the stall owner to come over, and asked in a low voice, "Boss." How much does this old book cost? ”

Originally, the stall owner was quite strange about how Wang Guan looked so mysterious, but when he saw the title of the book in Wang Guan's hand, he also showed a knowing smile on his face, and said in the same whisper: "It's not expensive, just give fifty." ”

"It's expensive, it's almost the price of the genuine version." Wang Guan frowned and shook his head.

"But this is an old book, and the old book looks more sensible, and it is more tasteful to put it at home." The stall owner smiled: "Maybe in another thirty or fifty years, it will become a very valuable antique." ”

"Books published in the 80s will not become antiques until at least my great-grandchildren's generation." Wang Guan waved his hand and whispered, "Can it be cheaper?" It seems that this book is two volumes, and if there are fifty-one books, I will agree. ”

"That's not good, the sign clearly says that the old books at the bookstall are sold as they were." The stall owner shook his head and said, "If there are two copies, I can give you a discount, and count you as ninety." ”

"Eighty lines won't work." Wang Guan is accustomed to a natural counteroffer.

"No, it's a ...... loss"

Next to him, Han Lang was very strange, of course, he was also a little contemptuous, he had been arguing for ten yuan for so long, it was really too valuable. Especially when he looked at the book in Wang Guan's hand out of curiosity, he was even more stunned.

"Golden Plum Words?"

When Han Lang first saw it, he thought that he had seen it wrong, but when he looked over again, he saw an ancient woman wearing a belly pocket painted on the written cover, sitting on the window railing, and a gentleman beckoning on the big bed behind him......

This situation made Han Lang no longer doubt that what Wang Guan was holding in his hand was the golden plum bottle, which was known as the first strange book in ancient times. Of course, no matter how strange this book is, it can't erase the fact that it is a restricted book.

"Eighty-Five ......"

"Deal!"

At the right time, Wang Guan also reached an agreement with the stall owner to make up for the money, and the words of the Golden Bottle Plum in two volumes belonged to him. And after buying the book, Wang Guan also left the bookstall satisfied, walked to the herbal tea shop next to the square, ordered a cup of Kuding tea, sat on the chair in the store, and picked up the golden plum and flipped through it.

"This guy...... Not afraid of me making a small report? ”

For a moment, Han Lang was dumbfounded, and he admired Wang Guan's courage. After thinking about it, he also walked and ordered a cup of herbal tea, and continued to sit next to Wang Guan. Anyway, he will definitely not leave half a step until he has achieved his goal.

Wang Guan didn't mind, looked up and smiled, and asked politely, "Do you want to read?" ”

Han Lang must have shaken his head in refusal, he didn't want to be dragged into the water.

"This book is very tasteful, and it needs to be savored." Wang Guan smiled, and no longer paid attention to Han Lang, and continued to read with relish. You don't need a reason for a tough life, you can understand it if you understand it, forget it if you don't understand it, why bother to explain.

However, Wang Guan's actions made Han Lang a little suspicious, feeling that he wanted to use such a method to make himself feel embarrassed, and finally couldn't help but take the initiative to leave.

"That's too underestimating, you, the culprit, are not afraid of people's jokes, what else do I have to worry about." Han Lang was secretly worried, and he drank tea very calmly.

Time passed, and a cup of tea was almost at the bottom. At this moment, Wang Guan's mobile phone rang. Han Lang suddenly perked up, his eyes burned and he looked over, and he had a feeling that he could see the moon when the clouds were open.

At this time, Wang Guan did not hesitate, took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, and answered with a smile. But as if to be wary of others eavesdropping, the voice is very soft, and the communication is vague.

After a few short words, the other party ended the call, Wang Guan also put away his mobile phone, stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go, they are now at Xiao Qiao's teacher's house." ”

"Teacher?" Han Lang was a little surprised.

"Yes, it seems to be a very respectful teacher, the kind who calls to greet every New Year's holiday." Wang Guan said with a smile: "It's in the nearby community, let's just walk over." ”

Han Lang has no opinion, as long as he doesn't take the opportunity to get rid of himself. Thinking in his heart, he naturally raised his vigilance.

However, the process was unexpectedly smooth, Wang Guan inquired about it, and slowly came to a nearby quiet and elegant community, and then entered a unit building, and then rang the doorbell of a suite.

After a while, the door opened, revealing Baye's bright smile: "You're here." ”

"Coming?"

At this time, Qiao Yu's voice also came from the room: "Isn't it slow, I thought I was going down to pick you up." ”

There were two people who came, and Qiao Yu only had the word you in her mouth, obviously she didn't welcome someone in her heart. As for who someone is, everyone also knows it in their hearts, so they don't need to break it.

Looking back at Han Lang, who was silent, Wang Guan chuckled lightly and walked in under the guidance of Baye.

Most of the suites are pretty much the same, with the living room opening the door as soon as you enter. When the king looked at it, he felt that the room was elegantly furnished, with a bookshelf in the corner and a shelf full of all kinds of books. From this it can be seen that the owner of the room has more elegant taste. In particular, there are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which are appropriately embellished, making the living room full of elegant atmosphere.

Of course, Wang Guan can also be sure that this is true elegance, not vassal elegance.

Because at this moment, on the sofa in the hall, there is an old man with glasses. The old man must have been sixty or seventy years old, with short, silvery hair, a cleanly shaved chin, and no beard. Under the thick glasses, there are a pair of bright eyes, and there is naturally a bookish temperament full of poetry and books.

"Wang Guan, this is Mr. Tao who taught me painting."

At the same time, Qiao Yu introduced: "Mr. Tao is the leading painter in Jin Province, and he is also the president of the Artists Association in the province, which is very powerful. ”

"Don't mention what happened a few years ago, and now it's retired." Tao Lao smiled lightly: "Besides, you also said that it is not that the president is powerful, but that I am powerful and became the president." ”

"Uh......"

Seeing this situation, Wang Guan was slightly stunned, this old gentleman is really immodest. At the right time, Qiao Yu thought so and hurriedly agreed: "Of course, the teacher is the most powerful." ”

"Sure enough, it's not a family, it's not a family." Wang Guan sighed a little, and then greeted respectfully: "Tao Lao, hello! I took the liberty of coming to visit and disturbed me. ”

"Hmm."

Tao Lao's attitude was a little arrogant, but his eyes looked at Qiao Yu, and after seeing her shaking her head slightly, his expression immediately softened, and he said with a little smile: "It's okay, welcome to be a guest, sit down." ”

This change in attitude before and after, not only Wang Guan was thoughtful, but Han Lang next to him naturally noticed it. There is no doubt that this is Qiao Yu's request. Since Han Lang has the support of Fourth Master Qiao behind her, she simply moved out of her teacher.

Obviously, Qiao Yu's teacher is definitely not as simple as the retired president of the Jin Provincial Artists Association...... (To be continued.) )