Chapter 589. Share the spoils

Saying that, seeing that no one was willing to bid anymore, just as Lin Yi was about to agree, suddenly, the white-haired old man who had been bending down to observe these old books stood up, stretched out five fingers, and said lightly: "I'll give five million!! ā€

Hearing the old man's offer, the thin bookseller's wrinkled face immediately turned into a bitter gourd face, and said to the old man: "Brother Wei, your price is a bit high, you can't let the little brother come back." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Brother Han, I read it carefully just now, these books are my favorites, even if I buy them or not, I can collect them and play them myself...... It's not that you don't know, I don't have any hobbies, so it's just a bite. ā€

Old man Wei bent over just now, and he had been appreciating the value of these old books by himself, and in terms of his eyesight, he should have a slight surplus after buying them at a price of five million, but the profit was quite thin.

"Yes, brother, I won't fight with you, if I buy 4.9 million, I may lose a little, forget it, these books belong to you, brother." That Boss Han smiled bitterly and didn't bid any more.

I don't know when, Lao Cao has already squeezed into this auction room, and he touched Lin Yi with his hand and whispered: "Brother, how dare that old man bid five million, the one surnamed Han said that he would lose money if he said four million and nine million?" ā€

"Lao Cao, why don't you ask the old man, I don't know." How does Lin Yi know what is greasy in this, for him, the thing is sold, and the price is right, that's it.

He Dabao, who was standing on the side, replied: "You don't know this, that Mr. Wei is a famous bibliophile, editionist, or a famous writer in Beijing...... Only a scholar like him can understand the content of these old books, and when the time comes, just write a few books, and those copyright fees and manuscript fees alone will be a lot of money. Generally speaking, ordinary booksellers buy books for the purpose of selling books, and they are different in that they take them for research. ā€

Mr. Wei's price of 5 million shocked many used book dealers in the venue, they had all read these old books, and asked themselves if they bought it themselves, it is estimated that it will be difficult to sell it for 5 million after changing hands.

The gamble of old books has risen, and some of the old books that have been poured out have also been sold cheaply, and when Lin Yi and Mr. Wei went to transfer money, the other people around the auction hall also snatched up the remaining sacks, as for who can find the treasure like Lin Yi, it is another matter.

Of course, Lin Yi still left some treasures in other sacks, but those treasures were not as valuable as the ones he picked out. In short, Lin Yi kept in mind one sentence, he had to leave three points of leeway in life and work, and he couldn't take advantage of all the advantages.

But the family is happy and the family is sad.

Lin Yi picked up treasures repeatedly, but Zhu Fatzi showed an indescribable expression on his face from beginning to end, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so he stayed in the center of the venue like that, and after a while, he and his wife Tang Ling left here.

From Lin Yi's hand to pick up the leak to find the baby, Lao Cao, who had been at the scene all the time, saw the fat man's gloomy expression, and asked his cousin He Dabao a little unbearably: "Old Biao, do you say that the fat man is crazy when he receives such a blow?" ā€

"Probably not, right?" He Dabao replied uncertainly, if this matter was put on him, he didn't know if he would be stimulated to go crazy.

Lao Huang didn't speak, for him, he only cared about Lin Yi at the moment, you know, he went to get the five million, although this is the capital, it is better to be careful.

But soon Lin Yi returned.

"Hey, what are you doing, standing here like a telephone pole, and you're not afraid of the cold?" Lin Yi smiled and came back alone, those old books just now were gone, presumably after the transfer of the account, and was taken away by Mr. Wei.

"Stinky boy, divide the money, brothers, rob!" Lao Cao gave an order, and before they could start rummaging through Lin Yi's pockets.

Lin Yi had already taken out a few bank cards with a smile, and then said to them: "You don't need to do it, let's go, go over there to warm up--- it's cold here." ā€

After a few frolicking for a while, Lin Yi led the way into a large hall of Huguo Temple, which was dedicated to the Protector Heavenly King, and the three of them "shared the spoils" under the nose of the Heavenly King.

"Five million, I have two hundred and five, and you have two hundred and five. Well, the three of you, each of you gets a ...... Well, because it can't be removed, so it can only be rounded up, each of you takes 830,000, and there is exactly 10,000 yuan left, according to the pre-agreement, you invite me to dinner---" Lin Yi roughly calculated, and then settled the account clearly, "Well, one card per person, the password is 123456, bearer, you just have time to go to the bank and transfer it to your own card." ā€

After settling the accounts, Lin Yi directly threw three bank cards containing 830,000 yuan each to them. Lao Cao took the lead in taking the bank card and said with a smile: "As far as you kid is smart, you have already calculated it, and even the food money has been freed up." But seeing how hard you have worked this time, I won't care about you.

To be honest, for Lin Yi, although 500,000 is a small number, for Lao Cao, Lao Huang, and He Dabao, 50 is a big number.

Generally speaking, 500,000 is not much, but it is not a lot, and some ordinary families may not be able to earn it in a lifetime, Lao Cao and others understand this truth.

After dividing the money, the feeling of carrying it in your arms is different. Lin Yi smiled on his face, and Lao Cao and the others were also happy to spend money.

Lin Yi got 2.5 million yuan, as well as the "Commentary on the Thirteen Classics" worth 3.8 million, which can be said to be the big winner of this Huguo Temple auction. Lao Cao, Lao Huang and even He Dabao, the three of them all drank rice soup, took advantage of it, and got a bonus of 500,000 yuan. It's not every day that something like this happens.

As the so-called "wealth is not exposed", Lao Cao and others deeply understood this truth, so they took the bank card and called Lin Yi to go and rub it, and took the 10,000 yuan to celebrate. Even Lao Cao has already planned, first go to drink and eat, then go to the KTV in the capital, and then go to the massage foot bath, and enjoy the special services of the girls in the capital.

But before they could step away, they were stopped by someone shouting.

Looking back, it was a woman, who was it, the hostess Dong Xuan.

Lin Yi looked at her strangely and said, "Miss Dong, if that's right, I've already paid the bill, what's the matter with you looking for me?" ā€

Dong Xuan smiled and said: "First of all, I want to thank you, without your unexpected help this time, this auction would not have been so successful; Secondly, the person who is really looking for you is not me, but someone else. ā€

For some reason, as soon as Lin Yi heard this, he immediately remembered something, and said in surprise: "Could it be them?" ā€

When Dong Xuan saw Lin Yi's expression, he already knew that he had guessed, so he nodded and said, "That's right, it's them--- do you see it?" ā€

Lin Yi smiled: "It was originally going to meet." This opportunity is just right! (To be continued.) )