People who love books have a common problem, that is, if they like a book like a beautiful woman, they will be excited and can't sleep, especially the kind that they haven't seen yet, they miss it even more, hoping to see the baby book to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

So there is no need for Cao Yidao to bother to speak, the other end has already made an appointment to meet at the place where he works.

Lin Yi took Cao Yidao's Wuling Hongguang all the way to the city center.

Along the way, Lao Cao was nagging about how his car was frustrated, saying that he would change the car in a few days, a good car is a symbol of a man's career success, and said that since he followed Lin Yi, although he didn't do much second-hand book business, it was very cool to be a middleman alone.

Lin Yi let him brag, in fact, the last trip to Bailang Street, it was not only Cao Yidao who was wiped out, but afterwards Lin Yi also gave Huang Jiaotou 50,000 yuan, but Lao Huang only took 30,000 yuan, and he took as much as he wanted. In the end, Lin Yi forced it to him, plus Lao Huang was tight, and the old lady's illness was not cured, so he accepted it, just saying that the money plus the 30,000 yuan originally lent by Lin Yi, a total of 50,000 yuan should be borrowed, Lin Yi didn't care, but Lao Huang remembered it in his heart.

At this time, it was close to noon, and the traffic jam in the city center was terrible, and when the two finally arrived at their destination, Lin Yi found that the place where the buyer worked turned out to be the Municipal History Museum.

Although Lin Yi has not been to this history museum, he has heard of it. The scale is very large, and it can be regarded as a large museum at the municipal level, mainly collecting ancient historical books of the Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as collections such as red literature. In particular, the collection of red literature is one of the best in the entire H province, and not long ago, it spent a high price to buy a large number of revolutionary documents during the War of Resistance against Japan, which is said to be worth more than 8 million.

It seemed to be very familiar with the place, and after Lao Cao stopped the car, he took Lin Yi into the car with ease.

The doorkeeper also knew him, Lao Cao let a cigarette, the two exchanged a few words, and the man told him: "Wait a while, it's still busy over there." ”

Lao Cao said to Lin Yi, "Old man Sun is too busy, I have to wait for a while-I have been walking around this place, if you are interested, you can take a turn, anyway, follow for free tickets." ”

Of course, Lin Yi is not welcome, not because he wants to take advantage of this little advantage, but because many of the materials displayed in this museum are documents, or ancient books of the Ming and Qing dynasties, which is rare for him to open his eyes.

As if he saw Lin Yi's thoughts, Cao Yidao quipped: "There are red documents, but rare books such as ancient books of the Ming and Qing dynasties will only be taken out of the warehouse when they encounter large-scale exhibitions." ”

Lin Yileng understood for a moment that this kind of book is difficult to preserve, afraid of the sun, rainforest, and insects, so it will be stored in a constant temperature sterilization warehouse, generally speaking, it will not be placed in the exhibition hall of the museum day and night, and only when encountering large-scale exhibition activities, these treasures will be taken out to offer treasures.

Even so, Lin Yi was still in high spirits and was ready to enter the exhibition hall to have a look.

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In the 400-square-meter exhibition hall, the front is a large-scale spray painting with a width of 2 meters and a length of 24 meters.

Lin Yi looked at the red literature booth, which was basically a variety of documents from the Republic of China to the Anti-Japanese War in Nandu, including more than 60 kinds of newspapers, 70 kinds of periodicals, 35 kinds of books, and 5 rare archives. For example, during the Republic of China, the "Ta Kung Pao" with the largest circulation in the country, there was also the "Pioneer Daily", which was extremely regional and had a very small circulation.

Among them, Lin Yifu saw the "Ta Kung Pao" and "Pioneer Daily" at close range on the platform glass, and many of the contents were actually about the disaster and famine in Henan Province during the Republic of China.

About the famine, the famous director Feng is filming a movie, the content is to reflect the experience of the famine, Lin Yi is a young man, although he is old, he inevitably likes to watch some gossip news in the entertainment industry, so he is looking forward to this movie. I didn't expect to come to the museum this time to get close to the truth of this famine.

On February 1, 1943, Ta Kung Pao reported: Thousands of HN victims fled to Shaanxi on the Longhai Road, and the train carried men and women like a mountain of people.

Along the way, the victims helped the old and the young, the wheelbarrow carried pots and bowls, the father pushed the son, or the woman pushed the husband, and there were also sixty or seventy-year-old couples panting for an increased load. In the ruins together, ten rooms and nine were empty, and several hungry dogs cowered their tails, and they couldn't find food when they walked around the entrance of the village.

As a result of eating a weed called "mold flower", the victims' faces were swollen and their nostrils and eyes were blackened. In Ye County, where there are no "moldy flowers" to eat, the victims are eating a kind of dry firewood, a kind of dry firewood that cannot be pounded with a pestle mortar, and an old farmer said: "I never dreamed of eating firewood, it is better to die early!" "In the HN-stricken area, the cattle have long been killed, the pigs are full of bones, and the chickens are so hungry that they can't open their eyes.

On April 6, 1943, the Nandu "Pioneer" reported: The hungry victims ate dried persimmon leaves, peeled persimmon stems, and powdered from tribulus terrestris, ate wheat seedlings, collected bird droppings, and ate undigested grass seeds. They slaughtered chickens and dogs, who usually loved life, slaughtered their cattle that depended on each other, sold their hoes, broken jackets, and then sold their land. However, the end was still ruined by decay.

Only a handful of media outlets had the courage to disclose the HN disaster, such as Ta Kung Pao and Vanguard, and these valuable espionage reports became the most valuable records of the 1942 HN disaster.

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Along these books and magazines that were treasured on the booth, Lin Yi was in a state of being shocked by the historical truth.

History needs to be revered.

The truth needs to be respected.

Any result of tampering with history and covering up the truth is to be spurned by history and ridiculed by the truth.

Just when Lin Yi was immersed in the long river of history and truth and couldn't extricate himself, he heard Cao Yidao running over and shouting at him from a distance: "Hurry up, Lin Yi, Old Man Sun has something to go out, let's go together." ”

Before Lin Yi could ask clearly, he had been pulled out of the exhibition hall by Lao Cao, and when he came outside, he saw an old man-like person waiting for them from a distance.

Lin Yi guessed that this might be the buyer, Old Man Sun, and when he got closer to see it clearly, he couldn't help but say dumbly: "Ah, it's you." ”

The old man also saw Lin Yi clearly, and was also a little surprised, "Oh, aren't you the kid who invited me to drink?" ”

That's right, the old gentleman in front of him who is dressed ordinarily and his appearance is the red-nosed old man who invited Lin Yi to drink at the dumpling restaurant last time.

"What, you know each other?" Cao Yidao was a little puzzled, but soon became happy, "It's better to know each other, and I don't need to introduce it, hehe, it turns out that they are all my own family!" ”

Knowing is knowing, but Lin Yi really doesn't know what the other party's name is, so he also shouts "Old Man Sun".

On the contrary, the red-nosed old man laughed and said, "My surname is Sun, my name is Sun Yuan, my nickname is Sun Donkey, and I am stubborn old man, but many people like to call me Old Man Sun...... By the way, I'm the director of this museum—"

What, Curator?

Lin Yi opened his mouth wide, and looked at the old man in front of him, who was not good-looking, and seemed to be mediocre on the street, turned out to be the director of the museum, the number one.

Seeing that Lin Yi was still in a daze, Curator Sun smiled and said, "Don't stay, get in the car, Lao Cao, you are the driver, let's go to a place!" ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Collect the book!" Curator Sun said excitedly.