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Lin Yi was not in a hurry to sell his Republic of China book, but he provoked Cao Yidao and Guo Zixing like ants on a hot pot, because according to the rules, if they could help Lin Yi find a buyer, they could earn two percent of the introduction fee.

But Lin Yi's family doesn't sell it, they still make a bird.

Guo Zixing said that Cao Yidao, a philistine guy, pestered Lin Yi to run back and forth, trying to mobilize Lin Yi to sell the book with his mouth, and said that he had found a buyer in Shanghai, and as long as he went over, he could trade immediately.

Lin Yi ignored it.

Cao Yidao continued to pester him, fortunately, Lao Cao also knew some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and used these as a bridge of communication, played backgammon with Lin Yi, played military chess, played harmonica, and painted turtle Wang Ba to his face, like a follower, and he was very busy.

Lin Yi didn't expect this product to be like a dog skin plaster, kicking and kicking away, and scolded him for being thick-skinned enough, so he said: "If you want me to sell it, you can call your customer, let him rush over, and in a day's time, he will trade when he comes!" ”

"What, now? I said, he is in Shanghai, 108,000 miles away from here. Cao Yidao said with a bitter face.

"Then I can't help it, it looks like everyone's fate hasn't arrived." Lin Yi shrugged.

Cao Yidao gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll contact him." ”

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Lin Yi underestimated Cao Yidao's communicative ability, and even underestimated the crazy Cheng Dù of the new literature lovers of the Republic of China in Shanghai.

Nanjing, Beijing, Tianjin, Hangzhou, Xi'an and other places are the most culturally rich cities, and both history and culture are second to none. At present, the holy place for the official rise of the new literature of the Republic of China is in Shanghai.

Why do it?

First of all, Shanghai is a modern city, because it does not have too much historical and cultural heritage, so it attaches great importance to the excavation and sorting of modern culture, collects and sorts out these modern literature and other things, and promotes them as their own "history".

Secondly, there is a traditional "Shanghai School" literati in Shanghai, who are opposed to the traditional "Beijing School" literati, and most of these people live in Shanghai and have contributed to the New Culture Movement, such as Shen Congwen, Ba Jin, Huang Shang, Zhang Ziping, Ye Lingfeng, Mu Shiying, Zeng Xubai, etc., all of whom have written many legends and stories for the fashionable city of Shanghai.

It can be said that the romance and petty bourgeoisie of the Shanghai School have achieved the mandarin duck butterfly in literature, warm and sweet, different from the sword and sword shadow of the Beijing School, and unique, so it occupies an important place in the new literary movement.

In order to consolidate his new cultural status and resist the impact of the history and culture of traditional cities such as Beijing, Nanjing, and Hangzhou, he began to vigorously promote the sorting and excavation of the new literature of the Republic of China, because this culture can best reflect the cultural heritage of the metropolis of Shanghai, and can also best show the cultural capital of Shanghai.

To put it bluntly, Shanghai, with its emphasis on the new literature of the Republic of China, began to fight a cultural war without gunpowder with big cities such as Beijing and Nanjing.

At the same time, as the literati of the Shanghai School, they vigorously pursued the new literature of the Republic of China, represented by the surviving literati such as Ba Jin and Huang Shang, and set up the collection standards and craze of the new literature of the Republic of China.

In this way, under the impact of this craze, the original 10 yuan or 8 yuan of Republic of China books in Shanghai used bookstores, as long as they were stained with the words "new literature", they were immediately worth a hundred times, becoming 1000, 800, or even more. Those old book stalls selling old books are dumbfounded, and they used to throw things on the street that no one wanted, but they have become fragrant dumplings that everyone is fighting for, "I Was in a Japanese Prison" that originally sold for 5 yuan a copy, the author is the female revolutionary Xie Bingying, and the first version of the Republic of China period can be sold for 900; The short story collection "Linghai Tides", which originally sold for 10 yuan, because the author was Lu Yin, one of the "Four Talented Women" of the Republic of China, the price of the first edition became 1500, and the original 30 yuan set of line-bound books "Remote Night Boudoir Introduction" and "Remote Night Boudoir Introduction", two thin and one small copy, were sold for 13,000 yuan.

Crazy, the whole used book market is crazy.

Those who sold the new literature of the Republic of China at a low price all cried, crying so much that their intestines were repentant, and those poor scholars who accidentally picked up the leak and bought the books of the Republic of China with collectible value all laughed, laughing so much that the corners of their mouths twitched, and they could make a fortune by buying books, this kind of life is hard to get!

The fanaticism of the Shanghai literati for the "new literature of the Republic of China" is beyond your imagination, and even for Hu Lancheng, Zhou Zuoren, and Zhang Ziping, who have "flaws" in their own morality, they are also eager to turn to them, and some people even whitewash them, speak for them, and shout for them for grievances and grievances.

In order to be able to get their beloved new literature of the Republic of China, Shanghai literati can sell cars and houses, mail order thousands of miles, track thousands of miles, and even have obsessives, and even regard collecting new literature as a lifelong career, they can not marry a wife or have children, but they can not not collect new literature books!

Crazy enough, crazy enough, infatuated enough!

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Shanghai is almost 1,000 kilometers from Nandu, and according to a song, it is definitely "thousands of miles away".

But what Lin Yi didn't expect was that at about seven o'clock in the evening, he received a phone call, Cao Yidao told him that the book friend from Shanghai had come.

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Under the bright neon lights, it shines on the prosperity of the southern capital. The convening of two festivals and one meeting for several consecutive years has made this ancient city exude amazing charm.

On both sides of National Highway 312, wide banners are hung, "Welcome two festivals and one meeting, and build spiritual civilization".

On the side of the road, a cleaner in a yellow vest pushed a tricycle and was sweating profusely to sweep the roadside watermelon peels and other garbage into the ash hopper.

In this sweltering weather, maybe for him, it doesn't matter whether he welcomes the two sessions or not, those bastard king-eight-eggs are the right thing to do with less watermelon rinds. Thinking of this, the uncle cleaner who had nothing to pursue looked at Cao Yidao, who was squatting on the ground not far away and holding a half-pulled watermelon.

This thing is eating watermelon is happy, and the speed is also fast, after gnawing a piece, he lost the skin, and continued to gnaw, his mouth suddenly spit out watermelon seeds, looking like a machine gun that never stops.

Lin Yi also took a piece of watermelon, but it was not like Lao Cao, he stood, gently biting the watermelon, eating very gently, very relaxed, and wiping his mouth with a tissue from time to time, and then looked into the distance, as if waiting for someone.

Finally, there seemed to be a car in the distance, the lights were extremely bright, Lao Cao stood up suddenly, glared and said, "Here, it is estimated that this is the car." As he spoke, he threw away the unfinished watermelon in his hand, then picked up his T-shirt and wiped his mouth, and said to Lin Yi: "Let's stop standing, let's go over and take a look!" ”

Lin Yi didn't follow directly, but bent down to pick up those watermelon skins one by one, Cao Yidao looked back and saw it, so he muttered: "What are you doing here, hurry up, it's important to get down to business!" ”

Lin Yi ignored him, but copied the watermelon skins, carried them to the cleaner's tricycle, threw them directly into the car, and then smiled at the cleaning uncle without saying anything.

Uncle Cleaning took a broom and looked at him, his originally angry gaze dimmed.

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"Grass, what are you doing here, and why don't you send you a certificate? They sweep the streets, they are responsible for cleaning the watermelon peels, and it is only natural that they get paid to work, and I don't throw the watermelon peels on the ground, they have long been unemployed. Cao Yidao was full of words.

Lin Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, but looked at the galloping light.

Soon, a car appeared, if you know it, you can see at a glance that it is a silver-white "Land Rover Defender", brand-new, not yet licensed, square appearance, 2.2-liter diesel turbocharged engine, four-drive, looks very wild and very gentleman.

Of course, for a mercenary guy like him, what he saw was not only the majestic shape of the Land Rover, the super ability of off-roading, but also the price of more than 700,000 yuan.

Lin Yi doesn't know much about cars, but he also knows that this is a good car, especially since this car is so new and bright, and there are constantly envious eyes around him......

On the Land Rover Defender, the man sitting in the driver's seat stepped down, in his forties, wearing a Versace casual short-sleeved T-shirt, with a smart little flat head, and a fashion brand SUUNTO sports watch on his wrist.

Next to two young girls, one of them, a short skirt with suspenders, under a strand of tulle suspenders, like a hollow, the black bib can be clearly seen, the chest is undulating, the bee waist ****, the ears are full of piercings, and there are no less than ten earrings hanging from bits and pieces; The other one, a short vest, a pair of denim shorts, the figure is also extremely tempting, and what is more distinctive is that the woman's lips wear a lip ring, which looks very wild with such an outfit.

As soon as the man got out of the car, the two women also followed, one left and one right, and no one around them hugged the man's arm, looking intimate and ambiguous.

Looking at the man's appearance, Lin Yi couldn't connect him with the "Shanghai Book Friend", at least, the guy in front of him didn't look like a "scholar", but like the "drag racing family" in those movies, but he was still playing flying cars in his forties, and he seemed to be a little older.

The man also saw Lin Yi and Cao Yidao, and a smile appeared on his white and capable face.

Seeing this smile, Cao Yidao hurriedly pasted it, handed over a cloud smoke and said with a smile: "Presumably you are Qin Zhong Qin Zong who came all the way from Shanghai, I am the Cao Dezheng on the phone, nicknamed Cao Yidao, you can just call me Lao Cao, hehe." ”

Mr. Qin took the cigarette, but did not smoke it, but smiled slightly and said, "It's you, we are acquaintances on the phone, and we will be closer in the future." The words were somewhat soft in Shanghai, and he seemed very kind and polite, and then looked at Lin Yi-

Cao Yidao hurriedly introduced: "He is the Lin Yi I told you, those books are his, and they were not intended to be sold, but I was relieved because I broke my mouth." ”

A book seller.

Mr. Qin muttered in his heart, but on the surface, he made a very enthusiastic appearance, and said to Lin Yi: "It turns out that you are Mr. Lin, young and promising, hehe, you are the first to let me run all the way from Shanghai here." His eyes flickered, and he was hidden.

Beside him, the two women spoke, "We thought that Mr. Qin was going to see some big man, let our sisters drive with you and hurried, but I didn't expect it to be a handsome guy." ”

"Don't underestimate this little brother, he's a big man who plays books." Mr. Qin said in an exaggerated tone, "He has in his hands the new literature of the Republic of China that I like very much...... Allah loves those kinds of books, you know, so he had to drive ten hours to get here, and if he didn't come in person, they wouldn't sell them to Allah! After speaking, he glanced at Lin Yi intentionally or unintentionally, and asked, "Did you say it, Mr. Lin?" ”

Lin Yi didn't expect that this Chief Qin was tall and big, but he was so "complaining" in his heart, so he glanced at the Land Rover and said with a smile: "It's good to have a car, a thousand miles away in the blink of an eye, not only can you see what you want to see, but you can also appreciate many rare customs and customs...... Nandu is also a good place, outstanding people, treasures, and the most important thing is that there are many places of interest to visit, Lao Cao is also a good tour guide, with him by his side, Qin will not be lonely. ”

Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment, he didn't seem to expect Lin Yi's mouth to be so powerful, avoiding the heavy and light, turning a thousand pounds in four or two, making it seem that he was specially here to travel, and then looking at the two chicks around him, his intelligence is low, his face was already smiling, pulling his arm, pouting and saying: "Yes, yes, I heard that this place is very interesting, why don't we go back after playing." ”

Cao Yidao also leaned over to his face, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "If Mr. Qin doesn't dislike it, I can be a tour guide, we have Wuhou Temple, Medical Shrine, God of Wealth Temple, and Nandu Mansion ...... Far away are Baotianman, Wuduo Mountain, Longtangou, as long as you want to go, I will accompany you to the end, hehe. ”

Lin Yi suddenly felt that Cao Yidao had the potential to be a "father-in-law", and when he was put on the Ming Dynasty, he might be able to fight with his ancestor Cao Huachun and Cao Jixiang.

Mr. Qin also felt that Lao Cao was cute, so he said: "Let's not talk about this first, I haven't eaten in a hurry, do you have a good restaurant here?" ”

The two women immediately interjected: "I want a Western restaurant, the steak is well done, and the red wine is also the most expensive!" ”

Cao Yidao blinked his eyes, looked at Lin Yi, and then looked at Mr. Qin, who Mr. Qin was, observed his words, and immediately said boldly: "I'm in for a treat, just choose." ”

"Alas, this is done!" Lao Cao immediately smiled.