Chapter Seventy-Seven. It's all "two hundred and five" (two watches)
It turned out that Director Sun, who was in a meeting just now, answered a phone call, but an old man named "Wang Jinping" called and said that he had a copy of the military control period decrees of the newly liberated period of Nandu in his hand and wanted to dedicate it to the museum. For this reason, Wang Jinping has contacted the Nandu county-level museum, the liberation campaign memorial hall, the staff in the museum said that the museum did not collect the documents of the same period, and expressed the hope of collecting, but Wang Jinping needed to send the documents to the memorial hall himself, Wang Jinping personally brought the documents to the memorial hall, but happened to encounter the memorial hall closed, the old man lived in the suburbs, inconvenient travel, so he had to give up. Now, the old man is very eager to know how valuable this document from the period of military control 63 years ago is.
Director Sun has studied the collection of documents for so many years, and as soon as he listens to these contents, he knows that the historical materials are of great value, and you must know that the military control time in each place is very short from the time of liberation, and the policies and decrees issued in such a short period of time have strong historical significance; Moreover, there are very few such laws in existence, and they are of great research value. I only laughed at the comrades in the memorial hall who didn't know the goods, and asked Uncle Wang to personally take the book and present it, such a treasure, even if he ran ten times, it was worth it.
After getting into the car, Curator Sun didn't see Lin Yi, after all, the two had drunk at the same table, and Curator Sun treated Lin Yi as a child, and that kind of almost Cheng dΓΉ was even more self-evident.
When Director Sun heard that Lin Yi also played books and handled several big deals, he sighed: "It looks like I'm really old, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, the legendary Lin Yi who was promoted to a first-class player soon after entering the industry is you, I thought it was the same name and surname at first." β
Lin Yi was a little surprised, and the old man's news was also a little better.
"Don't look at me so curiously, there are only two Sanpin players in the entire Nandu City, one is Boss Xu who sells soy sauce, and the other is me who works for the museum to collect old goods everywhere." Curator Sun said with a smile.
"Don't look at me like this, no matter how you look at it, I look like a rag, in terms of seniority in the field of used books, but I can also be on an equal footing with Lao Xu. Lao Xu relies on financial resources, and I rely on experience. In this line, I can't do it without increasing my experience, I have to see a lot of ancient book versions of red literature in a year, and I accumulate over time, that's it...... But now in this world, if you want to search for treasures in the sea of books, you can't pick up leaks, and it is not enough to rely on knowledge alone, especially now that the whole people are in a hurry to collect hot treasures, even the old men who farm in the countryside know that old things are valuable, not to mention those shrewd readers. β
Immediately afterwards, Curator Sun sighed, and then took out a bottle of "Little Three Whips" medicinal wine in two or two from his arms, and asked Lin Yi if he drank it, Lin Yi waved his hand, and the old man wiped a big sip on the wine bottle, and talked about his experience in the past few years with some discouragement.
"Ten years ago, I could buy a line-bound version of the "Four Serials" for fifteen yuan a book, and I had to pick and choose from the places where I sold used books and line-bound books. I only need to collect the collection of famous literati - "Jingjin Dongpo Wenji Strategy", a set of ten volumes, in good condition, the bid is two hundred, too expensive, don't, 160, right? All right. So the deal was sold. In 1973, Zhonghua Book Company photocopied a letter and four volumes of "Yuan Poetry Collection", the book is very large, and the photocopy is clear, because this is printed for the leaders, of course, I dare not slack off, more than 200 yuan, okay? No! I just want "Tang Poetry Collection" and "Song Poetry Collection". So the book was put back. At that time, of course, I had a choice, a set of almost ten-grade "Tang Poetry Collection", a letter of eight volumes, and I only spent more than 300 yuan to get it. β
"At that time, there was also a feeling that there were more people selling books than buying books, and of course books were much better, and there were all kinds of humble booksellers begging you to buy their books, and there were smiling faces everywhere, and there were lists of books for sale to be sent to your home -- and I don't know how they knew they wanted these books. Yes, people want to buy used books, and there is only one page of the "Used Books Exchange Information Newspaper", which has a special page of the book catalog. There are all kinds of transfer information densely posted, and there are good books. At that time, our museum was only at the beginning of its creation, and it had not been open for a few years, so it spent very little money to buy and mail order rare and ancient books from all over the world. β
"Nowadays, this market is full of people, people who buy and sell books, as long as they have a good book in hand, they will immediately increase the price by three, four, or even dozens or hundreds of times, making huge profits...... When the poor scholar and literati wanted to refer to this precious material, they had to accept the extortionate price - what can be done? The ruler is long, the inch is short, who said that you don't have that sharpness, no family's kind of hard work, that kind of professional sharp vision and kung fu? β
"Speaking of which, our museum is not easy to run now, the price of good books is too high, and it can't be collected at all, so I received some books last time, more than 1,000 copies were scattered, and it cost more than 8 million.
After saying this, Curator Sun took another big sip of medicinal wine, and suddenly the whole car was filled with a smell of medicine.
"There is also this book dedication, in the past, people were kind and simple, there were not so many crooked ways, money concepts, with good things, the first thing that came to mind was the country, that is, whether to give things to museums; Now, materialism is rampant, money is supreme, don't talk about valuable cultural relics and ancient books, even if it is a slightly later book of the Republic of China, you want to sell it for one or two hundred yuan in your hand, how can you have the noble idea of giving it to the country and the museum in vain? You take the book, okay, get the money! β
After the old man said this, he took another sip of medicinal wine very depressed, and the "little three whips", not to mention two taels, soon bottomed out.
Lin Yi can understand him, people like Curator Sun, like to drink old wine, like to ride a 28 bicycle, like to wear that kind of unfashionable really good clothes, the whole person is full of nostalgia. Perhaps for him, he really didn't adapt to the changes of the times, the economy went up, but his good character was gradually lost.
Sometimes think about how much we have gained or how much we have lost.
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The place where the book is collected is not too far, even if Cao Yidao's driving skills are frustrated, he can climb like a turtle.
However, after this trip, Lao Cao was also sweating profusely, in addition to the hot weather, he was nervous, and he was nervous as soon as he drove the car, and there was no rule of law.
So when Lin Yi and Curator Sun got out of the car, Cao Yidao stayed outside and said, "You guys go in, I'm here to breathe." The dog said, dizzy! β
Lin Yiwaner went to the neighborhood to buy a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Lao Cao, and he and Curator Sun also took a bottle and left.
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Wang Jinping, a 79-year-old man who served as a soldier in the Nandu Public Security Corps from 1949 to 1957, has always had a deep affection for the army. When Lin Yi and Director Sun and others saw the old man Wang Jinping, he was still wearing the old military uniform he wore when he was discharged from the army 55 years ago, the military uniform was very dirty and old, and he had several medals and commemorative medals that he had won on his chest.
At Wang Jinping's old man's home, he took out a carefully collected volume of "Compilation of Policies and Decrees during the Period of Military Control in Nandu". Although 63 years have passed, the book is still in good condition, the cover is intact, the spine and pages are not damaged, and the text is clear. When this book was published, the Republic had not yet been established, and the Republic of China was still used at that time. As you can see from the cover, this book was published in the 37th year of the Republic of China, that is, in November 1948, with a total of 51 pages and 32 folios.
Lin Yi followed Director Sun to study the content of the book, and it can be seen that the book collected all the policies, decrees and regulations from the liberation day of Nandu on November 4, 1948 to December of that year, and was the first series of this series of policies and decrees compiled that year. Although they are only policies and decrees for the transitional period, they are very extensive in content and detailed in their provisions, covering the takeover of administration, the general program, military discipline, the collection of enemy and counterfeit materials, public security, transportation, finance, trade, taxation, and other aspects.
For these contents, Lin Yi was less interested, but for Director Sun, he was inexplicably excited.
You know, according to his age, Lao Sun was also a member of the new life after the liberation of Nandu, and he experienced many of the contents recorded in the book, although he was young at that time, and many things were not very clear, but now...... He was immersed in the memories.
Lin Yi was embarrassed to disturb him when he saw that Curator Sun was silently looking at the book, as if he was thinking about something, so he turned around and chatted with the old man Wang Jinping and asked him how he got the book.
Lin Yi has been in the industry for so long, and he understands that the best topic when dealing with book hunters is how a good book is picked up by his discerning treasure.
Obviously, Lin Yi's question Wang Jinping was very useful, and he thought that Lin Yi was a good object to confide in the past, so he took Lin Yi's hand affectionately and began to tell the story of the book he picked up.
Speaking of which, the preservation of this document depends on the insight of the old man Wang Jinping. One day in November 1950, Wang Jinping received a task to clean up useless waste documents, books and newspapers at the battalion headquarters warehouse on Hongmiao Road in Nandu.
More than 60 years have passed, and Wang Jinping has been carefully collecting this document. The more years passed, the more the old man felt that this booklet was valuable, but he could not say how valuable it was. So he called those museums, but they were not uncommon, and asked him to send them in person, and he sent them once, and even people saw them. Frustrated, I tried to call Director Sun, but I didn't expect to come over so soon.
Lin Yi heard some dissatisfaction and annoyance from the old man's sighing tone, yes, he wanted to donate a penny of his treasured documents, but he had no way to donate them, and he ran into walls everywhere.
How ridiculous.
In this era of money when you have to pay two cents for a plastic bag in the supermarket, you can contribute such precious information, but you have encountered such a funny scene, and you don't laugh off your big teeth when you say it.
Just as Lin Yi was talking to the old man Wang Jinping, Curator Sun said loudly: "Such a good thing, those bastards Wang-Eight-Egg don't even know the goods, it's really a group of two hundred and five!" Old man Sun's voice was very loud, and he was suspected of deliberately letting Wang Jinping hear it, at least Lin Yi felt like that.
Sure enough, after listening to Old Man Sun's bombardment, the old man Wang Jinping's face was much more comfortable, and the depression that had been accumulated for so long spread out of his chest.