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Lin Yi had heard this sentence a long time ago. But just because he's heard about it doesn't mean he's touched it, but now he understands it. The ancients said this, honestly do not deceive me!

Maybe Song Qiaochu drank too much wine, looking at Lin Yi and feeling a little handsome, maybe it was because Lin Yi's previous words touched her heart and made her a little uneasy, in short, at this time, she exerted her strength, and directly picked up Lin Yi's head and kissed it.

Attacked by this surprise, Lin Yi was defenseless, and the whole person was a little confused.

It seemed that it was not enjoyable to kiss like this, so Song Qiaochu actually sat directly on Lin Yi's lap again, hugged Lin Yi and kissed him fiercely---

Lin Yi was almost out of breath from being kissed by her, thinking, is this considered indecent? If you yell, will someone rush in to help?

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still a trace of sanity that was not "sucked" away by Song Qiaochu, a crazy woman, Lin Yi hurriedly pulled up his strength, pushed her head away a little, and said loudly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not the kind of casual man!" After saying that, I felt how weak and ridiculous this sentence was.

Song Qiaochu wiped his saliva mouth with the back of his hand, touched Lin Yi's cheek with a smile, and said, "You are so cute, shouldn't you say that you are not a human being in the next sentence?" ”

Lin Yi was almost speechless to the sky, who was it that turned such serious words into a joke?

Just when Lin Yi didn't know what to do, suddenly, the door opened, and then a person broke in, and said in a loud voice: "Lin Yi, I have something to do with you." ”

Then, the guest who came in widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him with a strange expression---

Song Qiaochu rode on Lin Yi's lap, and the two of them also twisted their heads and looked at him.

The three of you, you look at me, I look at you, all dumbfounded.

……

There aren't many guys who can be so unruly and don't like to knock on the door when they come in; There are not many guys who can come to Lin Yi's house so late and say that they have something to do with him; There are not many guys who can see such an ambiguous scene without turning their heads and looking at them in a daze. Taken together, except for Cao Yidao, the bastard, there is no one else.

At this moment, Cao Yidao looked at the posture of the woman and the man, full of bad thoughts, and the corners of his eyes showed evil eyes, and he said: "Brother, are you having fun, you don't even close the door!" ”

Song Qiaochu is also a woman no matter how she says it, no matter how thick-skinned she is, she will be embarrassed in this case, so she hurriedly greeted Lin Yi, took her things, and left in a hurry.

Looking at Song Qiaochu's upturned buttocks, Lao Cao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, turned around, and said to Lin Yi enviously: "Lin Yi, you are so evil, why are so many good points hung up by you--- why don't I have this kind of blessing." By the way, I heard that you also have a girlfriend in Hong Kong, and you are so happy at home, does she know? ”

Lin Yi said angrily: "First, I was really wronged, second, not what you see, and third, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will kill you." ”

Lao Cao laughed, "There are many people who want to kill me, how old are you--- seriously, what does this woman taste like?" ”

Lin Yi: "......"

Seeing that Lin Yi seemed to be really angry, Lao Cao said seriously: "Okay, okay, don't mention it." day, I can't even afford to joke. ”

"What are you doing at such a late hour?" Lin Yi asked him.

Lao Cao patted his big bald head and said, "Yo, I just cared about joking with you, and I almost forgot the topic." Do you remember the boss Li who set up the bookslet? ”

"Which Boss Li?"

"It's that you spent more than 200 to buy a thread-bound book at his bookstall before, marked as engraved by the Jinling Engraving Office in the fifth year of the Republic of China, but it is actually a photocopy reprinted in the nineties, and it is only worth ten yuan......

Lin Yi, I'm dizzy.

At the beginning, Lin Yi had just entered the industry playing old books, and he didn't have any special abilities, so he saved more than 200 yuan for the first time, and contributed it to Boss Li's booksstand, but he didn't expect it to be eye-catching. Lin Yi generally doesn't tell outsiders about this, and Cao Yidao knows about it, but now he feels that it is a mistake to tell this guy.

"Ahem, this matter is all over, why are you mentioning this? Besides, isn't that Boss Li not selling old books, I heard that he is busy opening a cool leather shop. ”

"Your news is outdated, people have already reappeared, and they have already set up stalls in the God of Wealth Temple several times." Lao Cao said with a smile, "But I just got the news, this Boss Li has recently collected a lot of old books, all of which are good things, and many bookworms have gone to his house to pick up treasures, how about it, let's try it too?" ”

"It's so late, isn't it?" Lin Yi looked at the sky.

"What's late, it's only past eight o'clock--- let's go to send him money, it's too late for him to welcome it, how can he dislike it."

Lao Cao's words couldn't help but arouse Lin Yi's "book addiction", there is no place to buy books these days, he is not energetic, and his heart is even more uncomfortable like a cat, and now he hears that there are old books to buy, or a big bunch, the whole person can't help but hesitate.

"Alright then, let's go over and have a look; If people don't want to, let's retreat immediately. Lin Yi said.

"That's right! Taoshu is like fighting guerrillas, encircling points for reinforcements, besieging points, the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I defend, fighting for every inch of position--- "Lao Cao is still verbose.

Here Lin Yi took the wallet and prepared it, "Why don't you leave!" ”

"Don't worry, the food on your table, and this red wine, I'll help you clean them up!" Lao Cao's eyes lit up with excitement, and after speaking, he raised his head and blew down the red wine bottle, and the red wine flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yi: "......"

……

Boss Li's original name is Li Zhiguo, he is now three years old Chinese New Year's Eve, he has been in the used book business for almost three years, and he has a characteristic of selling books, he thinks that all the books he thinks are good are sold at a high price, and the books that he thinks are garbage are all disposed of for three or five yuan. So what kind of book is a good book, in Boss Li's dictionary, all books with traditional Chinese characters are good books, all books under the seventies are good books, all thread-bound books are good books, and all books related to Lao Mao are good books.

Because of this, very few book lovers can pick up the leaks from Boss Li, because most of the good books are really in his category. Of course, if Boss Li sells books like this, it will be okay, everyone eats with their eyesight, but Boss Li still has a very inauthentic little problem, he likes to "cheat", it is better to tear off the copyright pages of some new photocopies, and sell them as Republic of China books or old books, or tear off the exquisite illustrations in the old diaries, and then sell them for three yuan per page alone, and cut out the exquisite inserts about the Cultural Revolution in some new magazines, and then clip them into the old version of the Cultural Revolution books, saying that this is an old painting, at least ten yuan a piece... …

In short, Boss Li is a smart bookseller, but he is too smart, so that he always occupies the light, and he always suffers a loss when he buys books, which makes the book friends complain, and when he is about to collectively crusade against him, Boss Li has changed his career to sell cool skins.

I didn't expect him to change his career like this, not only did people not hold grudges, but began to miss him, after all, there are still some good books on his bookshelf, for those book lovers who like to buy old books, as long as there is book Tao, it is better than anything. To put it nicely, it's called "accumulating habits that are hard to change", and to say that it's hard to hear, it's called "making a mistake".

However, it is obvious that there is more than one person who is as cheap as Lin Yi.

Because when Lin Yi and Lao Cao arrived at Boss Li's residence, there were already three people in the used book warehouse.

In the old book warehouse, there are thirteen fish skin bags, bulging and full, obviously, this is the old book that Boss Li just got, and I don't know what treasures are inside, it is because of the mystery that the big guy can't help but be excited. Lin Yi couldn't help but tremble when he saw the three guys, if it weren't for the fact that these books were still tied with hemp ropes, it is estimated that these three people would have rushed up to pick them up.

However, the boss didn't speak, these book lovers can't be so rude, so the big guys all looked at Boss Li with extremely warm and expectant eyes.

Boss Li stood in front of everyone like a general, because he was too busy, it seemed that he was only eating at this time, holding a large bowl of noodles in his hand, holding a garlic clove in one hand, taking a bite of garlic cloves, eating a few large mouthfuls of noodles, and then his mouth was full of garlic smell, and he spoke to everyone, and the content of the speech was how did these books come from---

"Anyway, in June this year, my old uncle fell on the road and passed away. Because of the lack of contact, and the old uncle's single personality, he never let anyone into his house. So no one knows what his house is like. After passing away, my second uncle was responsible for taking care of his funeral, I met my second uncle in July, he said that the uncle who died complained that his uncle's house was full of old books and newspapers from the floor to the ceiling from the door, and he and his second aunt cleaned up for 3 days, and sold more than 2,000 pounds of broken books and old newspapers, 3 cents a pound of newspapers and 4 cents a pound, a total of 680 yuan.

When I asked him what kind of old books and newspapers he sold, he said that they were all outdated and broken books before the liberation, and then there were many newspapers during the Cultural Revolution. I was really like being struck by lightning at the time, and I was stupid. I complained about why I didn't say a word and treated it as a waste product, my second uncle smiled and said to me: Don't worry, I know that you like books, and you will keep all the new books, and then dispose of them all after you go to choose.

I immediately asked to go to my uncle's house to see it immediately, and the house was still full of books, and the rest were really brand new books, many of them were from the 70s, wrapped in book clothes, and in perfect condition. I flipped through and flipped through, and finally found a stack of Republic of China books that my second uncle had leaked out of a corner, there are dozens of them, damn, looking at these dozens of fish that have slipped through the net, thinking about the 2,000 catties that have disappeared, I want to cry.

I asked my uncle why there are so many old books, and I heard a sad story, my uncle is an old professor of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, and his biggest hobby in his life is to buy books, and in the 50s and 60s, during the Cultural Revolution, the People's Daily was neatly stacked according to the year. His father was also an old scholar, and after his death, all the books were left to his uncle. The grandfather of the old uncle was one of the four famous doctors in the county before the liberation. The ancient books left behind were bound with medical books, as well as the analysis of medical records, and the prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine were also returned to the old uncle. I have to ask my second uncle nervously, which Qing Dynasty medical books and hand-copied prescriptions will not be sold as rags, right? The second uncle said that of course it was not sold, it was an ancient book, and it had all been donated to the county archives. My heart hurt again, but after thinking about it, donating to the archives is better than selling it to the rags,

I chose two days to pack ten boxes of books and go home, and recently sold some, and they all sold for more than 3,000 yuan. Thinking about the more than 2,000 catties sold by the second uncle, my biggest regret is that I don't know what kind of good books in the Republic of China have been sold by my second uncle's 2,000 catties. Some time ago, I was still envious of the bosses who collected a lot of good books in the scrap yard, but I didn't expect our family to donate 2,000 pounds of the Republic of China last month. Ladies and gentlemen, do you say this story is sad? ”

This story is sad or not, Lin Yi doesn't know, he only knows that this Boss Li is holding a big bowl and doesn't eat and talks, which makes them wait for a group of book lovers, which is really "sad".

Finally waited patiently for this big boss Li to finish eating the noodles, and then saw that the three book friends had already prepared the posture of pulling their legs and rushing up, Lin Yi observed that one of them even had a hidden "blade" in his hand, needless to say, he would cut the hemp rope directly after a while, and he secretly made a mistake in his heart, how could he forget this. You must know that there are three treasures necessary for buying old books, which are a blade for cutting hemp rope, gloves for picking up old books, and a dust-proof mask.

Lin Yi prepared the last two, but forgot the most important point, those packed old books are often tied very tightly, without the help of a blade, and it will definitely take a lot of time to untie them with bare hands.

But at this time, it was too late to think about this, because Boss Li had already finished eating, wiped his big mouth with his sleeve, and said, "---! ”

Immediately, the three of them rushed to the sacks full of old books like super athletes---

The book hunting war has begun! (To be continued.) )