Chapter 51. Pick up leaks and drill holes

It is almost 113 kilometers from Nandu to Xichuan County.

Although it is the county seat, the current Xichuan County is very famous, especially with the development of Danjiang and the prosperity of tourism, the whole Xichuan has become a tourist city with a beautiful geographical environment and a strong cultural atmosphere.

In a long time ago, Xichuan was called the capital of Chu, as the name suggests, the capital of Chu during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period was set here, and the Great Wall of Chu, Chu culture is the golden sign of Xichuan, plus Danjiang Lake, Eight Immortal Caves, Fahai Temple, Zazen Valley, Xiangyan Temple, etc., attracting hundreds of thousands of tourists every year.

The closer you get to Nishikawa Prefecture, the more beautiful the surrounding scenery and environment become. Although the southern capital is prosperous, it seems to be too industrialized, full of high-rise buildings, and you can't see the sky in the shade, but here, you can see the blue sky through the car window, and the green wheat fields, and occasionally you can see the winding hills, mountains, and a wisp of cooking smoke from the mountains......

Cao Yidao's driving skills are quite stable, at first this thing seemed to be a little nervous, just like he said, driving is very grassy, easy to sweat, from time to time grabbed a towel to wipe his face and neck, wiped the sweat on his head, slowly became proficient, and began to chat with Lin Yi.

Since everyone is playing with old books, it is inevitable to talk about the experience of picking up books and missing them in the chat. Anyone who has ever been a collector knows that spills are the most striking topic in collecting, and almost everyone has been exposed to such things to some degree. What Tibetan friends talk about the most is that they once spent a small amount of money but picked up a big leak, and what Cao Yidao said was his experience of picking up a big leak.

Cao Yidao said, "Brother Lin, don't look at you as very powerful, you often pick up treasures, brother, I am actually not weak." At one point, I picked up a big leak......" and began to tell the story with great interest.

It is said that not far from the gate of the community where Cao Yidao used to live, there is a used book stall engaged in the purchase of waste books and newspapers, and the stall owner is a shrewd and capable Jianghuai person. Because Lao Cao himself is playing with old books, he often goes to the used book stall to look for "treasures" when he has nothing to do, and he is very familiar with the stall owner after a long time.

One afternoon, passing by the used book stall, the stall owner beckoned to stop him: "Xiao Cao, today I received some **** old books and periodicals, come and see what you like." Cao Yidao heard that it was a Cultural Revolution item, immediately came to the strength, quickly stepped forward with a shy stomach to take these old books and periodicals and flipped through them, he saw from the beginning to the end, couldn't help but be disappointed, Nima, these so-called "Cultural Revolution" items are all some "Red Flag" magazines issued in the late Cultural Revolution, and the quality is not good, the collection value is not high, and it is difficult to sell, when he was disappointed, a reddish paper sandwiched in one of the magazines caught his attention.

Cao Yidao took it out and looked at it, and couldn't help but be surprised, this is a documentary poster released during the "Cultural Revolution". He remained silent, put the poster back into the magazine, took a few more copies of "Red Flag" magazine, and asked the stall owner how much it was selling? As soon as the stall owner counted 6 books, he said, "5 yuan a piece, 30 yuan." Cao Yidao heard that a few broken magazines were priced at 30 yuan, and thought that the stall owner was really dark enough, and he was about to catch up with him, but he didn't make a counteroffer, paid the money, thanked him and turned to leave.

When he got home, Cao Yidao hurriedly took out the movie poster to watch, which was called "Mao. Marsh. The poster of "Eastern Thought is the Treasure of the Revolution" is a color documentary poster taken by the Japanese Cogwheel Theater Troupe during the "Cultural Revolution" period when it visited Wèn China, the upper right side of the picture is a big wave in a green military uniform, and the lower left side is a group portrait of the working class holding a red treasure book and paying tribute to the great leader, and there is a **quotation on the upper left side. The poster is beautifully printed, in high condition, and has a very strong "cultural-revolutionary" flavor and has a high collection value.

Within a few days, Cao Yidao found a next home, and directly dumped it at a price of 2,500 yuan, 30 yuan for 2,500 yuan, which is how many times it has been doubled.

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After telling this story, Cao Yidao was inevitably triumphant, and even took a small cigarette and took a puff. When he was driving just now, he didn't dare to smoke, for fear that something would happen to him while smoking, and he would be "carried away" at the moment.

Lin Yi knew that he had to say a few words at this time, and flattery was also necessary, after all, people told you such a story about picking up leaks, and his eyebrows were dancing and foaming, so he said: "Brother Cao, you are amazing, if it is me, but it is not true that the poster is true or false, and how much can it be worth." I'm still a little familiar with the old book industry, and the poster identification and the like are far behind, and I will have to learn more from you in the future. ”

For Lin Yi's compliment, Cao Yidao is very useful, who is Lin Yi, now the famous "fiery eyes" and "leakage king" in Nandu, can say such words from his mouth, which means that you are really powerful.

Of course, Cao Yidao still had to be polite, so he took a small cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and said: "Brother, don't be modest, everyone knows that 'interlacing is like separating mountains'." We play old books, there are many types, in addition to paperback books, hardcover books, line-bound books, what poster maps, tablet prints, and some celebrity ink celebrity calligraphy and paintings, these things are also often encountered...... It's a little bit untrue, but it's really eye-catching. ”

"What's the matter, Brother Cao, have you ever encountered this kind of thing?" Lin Yi couldn't help but be curious, but immediately understood that he had committed a taboo, for people who play old books, everyone likes to talk about missing things, on the contrary, no one wants to mention the matter of being slaughtered.

Cao Yidao's face was also a little stiff, but immediately he laughed and said: "Brother, you really dare to ask, I was embarrassed to say this kind of thing, but since you asked, I will say it, it can be regarded as a lesson for you, and when you encounter something like me in the future, you can have more eyes and suffer less." When the time comes, you can escape a catastrophe, and you can be regarded as a good son of your brother Cao. ”

When Cao Yidao said this, he ruthlessly put out the cigarette he was holding in the chimney, as if he was organizing language, to see how to tell his embarrassing story so as not to look too "idiotic".

"Ahem, I remember clearly, I just entered the industry, and I am not a master of playing old books, my eyesight is not good, and I don't dare to spend a lot of money to buy things......" Cao Yidao entered the role again and began to tell Lin Yi about his experience of "hitting the eye" when he was looking for books.

It is said that once the old Cao went home at night and passed by Qiyi Road, and saw an old man pulling a rack car to rest on the side of the road, the waste was mixed with a frame, and there seemed to be a calligraphy work in the frame, Cao Yidao Since he played with old books, he also had a certain study of calligraphy and painting, and hurriedly approached and pulled out the frame to take a closer look, it turned out to be the work of a calligrapher in the city, this calligrapher Cao Yidao knew that he belonged to the kind of kind that was a little nicknamed and liked to write to people everywhere. The last paragraph fell a famous writer "February River" Yazheng, and the next paragraph has been almost ten years, and the frame is still bumped.

"February River" is a celebrity in the southern capital, and the imperial series of historical novels written by him are very popular, and "Kangxi Emperor" and "Yongzheng Dynasty" have been made into TV series.

"How much do you sell for this?" When Cao Yidao saw this, he couldn't help but ask. "You give thirty dollars," the old man said casually, taking a deep breath of his cigarette.

"Where did you get it?" Cao Yidao was still a little hesitant, but the old man's words immediately attracted him. It turned out that this thing was collected from the government compound not far in front, and the family seemed to be a cultural person, and he was very rich, and the house that had just been renovated had to be cleaned up again, and these frames and some sundries were taken away by the old man without asking for money.

"How many more frames?" Cao Yidao was immediately attracted. "Yes, there are a few frames, there are words and paintings in them, and the girl said it was not good-looking, so I took them away."

Cao Yidao suddenly came to his strength, so that he wanted the old man to take him to the thatched hut where the old goods were kept. As soon as he entered the door, Cao Yidao's eyes straightened. The mirror frames stacked in the corners of the wall are clearly Shen Peng's calligraphy! The next one turned out to be Zhou Junjie's calligraphy. Then there was a landscape painted by a little local famous painter, and the last piece was a calligraphy banner by Zhang Hai. Without exception, the works are inscribed with the last paragraph of "February River Brother Tai Yazheng". Cao Yidao's heart beat faster with excitement at that time, you must know that Zhang Hai and Zhou Junjie are both masters of calligraphy in the Central Plains, and Shen Peng is even more amazing, known as the contemporary "grass saint", and his cursive writing is superb.

Cao Yidao suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to be careless and asked the price. The old man seemed to understand his thoughts, and opened his mouth to offer 500 yuan each, without counteroffering.

Cao Yidao knew that the painting of the local painter was only worth 100 yuan at best, but the other three pieces could cost tens of thousands of yuan at any time. I don't understand the old goods, this is a big leak, and I must not let it go! So it was easy to say that the price was pressed to 1,500 yuan, and all four pieces were won.

On the way home, Cao Yidao was excited, and as soon as he got home, the lights were turned on, and he turned them on happily one by one. At this time, I suddenly found that the words of Shen Peng and others always seemed to be a little stiff and not moist enough, and then I looked carefully at the flying white between the strokes, and then I realized that it was actually a wooden board watermark. Only the February Heya in the previous paragraph was added by a later person. Cao Yidao was angry and wanted to go out to find the old man, but when he pushed the door open and calmed down, he thought about it again, what was the use of going to him, the things were bought by himself, and he didn't say whose work it was from beginning to end, he fooled himself for a long time, what can you do if they don't return the money? .

After learning from the pain, Cao Yidao summed up his experience and found that he had fallen into a well-designed trap: first, he set a line to fish next to the government compound where he lived, which was conducive to the development of the latter. Secondly, the work has a unified upper paragraph, and it is easier for others to believe that this is a family outflow. The works of the three masters are mixed with local masters and the unified price, giving the impression that the seller does not understand anything. In particular, the above paragraph wrote the famous writer Februaryhe, and the author is Shen Peng, Zhang Hai and other famous artists in the Central Plains, which is easier to believe. Finally, in the evening, I took it to a small black room to see the painting, the light was dim, the watermark of the wooden board itself was inseparable from the real handiwork, there was no problem with the glyphs, the difference was only a millimeter, not to mention the inexperienced people, even experienced appraisal experts, it was inevitable to be eye-catching. And the price deliberately opens a relatively high out-of-line price, which makes you want to stop.

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After listening to Cao Yidao's story, Lin Yi sighed, he relied on his supernatural nose, so he kept picking up leaks and leaks, and he hadn't opened his eyes yet; People like Cao Yidao basically relied on the actual combat experience of one knife and one gun, and now they can refine the "Missing Divine Eye", which is also the tuition fee paid countless times, which is in exchange.

In contrast, Lin Yi felt that he was just taking advantage of a "lucky", otherwise, he was not qualified to be compared with these old rivers and lakes at all, and he was also called "fiery eyes" and "king of leaks", which would only be laughing and generous.

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After Cao Yidao finished telling his story, he saw Lin Yi falling into contemplation next to him, and couldn't help nodding in his heart, this kid is a piece of material, he is not arrogant or impatient in doing things, and what is even more rare is that he can learn humbly and listen to his own words.

What he said just now was all from experience, although he intended to point out Lin Yi, he also wanted Lin Yi to be able to listen.

If it was someone else, put it in Lin Yi's current position, he could be regarded as a figure with a head and a face in the Nandu used book world, how could he be so modest, it was already very good not to be fluttering.

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At this time, Cao Yidao's affection for Lin Yi doubled, so he took the initiative to chat with Lin Yi more enthusiastically. He deliberately only talked to Lin Yi and talked about everything, in addition to telling some experiences of buying and selling books, he occasionally told a joke or two that were not very funny, and threw aside the god of the Huang sect, or to be precise, the evil god, and ignored it.

At first, Huang Jiaotou was still sitting upright like a stone statue, motionless. Cao Yidao's voice was louder, and Huang Jiaotou simply closed his eyes, looking like he was decided. No matter how Cao Yidao screams, he still doesn't move, only in his own world.

Cao Yidao saw that he couldn't isolate this guy, but he and Lin Yi were isolated by this guy, and he felt bored, so he stopped talking nonsense and drove with full attention again, and the front, Xichuan, had already arrived.