Monk Gao found a place to park the open black passata, and then very reverently took off the string of Buddhist beads hanging from the roof of the car, put his palms together, and chanted: "Amitabha, Buddha bless--- please let me pick up a big leak!" "Then put the beads around your neck. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After completing these prayers, Monk Gao opened the door and got out of the car. Outside, Lin Yi and the three of them had already come down, and they seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the weather at three or four o'clock in the morning, and the three of them were shaking in the cold wind, even if they were wearing thick down jackets, they felt that the cold wind was in the bones, and they had to stomp a few feet and move their bodies.

Monk Gao glanced at them and said with a smile: "All of them are weak like quails, so I will make up for you, lest you lose your strength before you toss a few times in the ghost market." As he spoke, he opened the trunk and found something inside.

Lin Yi thought it was some kind of strong wine used to warm up the body, no matter how bad it was, it was some aphrodisiac medicinal wine, but who knew if it was...... AD Calcium Milk!

As if doing something good, Monk Gao handed out a bottle and gave it back to the straw, saying: "Don't underestimate this thing, drinking a bottle can last a morning--- my rabbit cub grew up drinking this, and now he is as strong as a cow." ”

Lin Yi was speechless, so he said, "If you give me this, you might as well give me a can of spinach---"

"Spinach? What do you want spinach for? Monk Gao wondered.

Lin Yi asked, "You don't know Popeye?" ”

Monk Gao: "What kind of immortal is he?" ”

Lin Yi rolled his eyes, "When I didn't say anything." ”

The two did not have the same channel in their childhoods.

After drinking calcium milk, I thought that I could set off, but unexpectedly, Monk Gao beckoned everyone to take their own equipment, and said that it took him a lot of effort to prepare, and he knew it when he used it.

Lin Yi was surprised, it wasn't a tomb robbery, what equipment did you need, an iron shovel, a sapper shovel, or a Luoyang shovel? When I took it out, it was a miner's lamp.

That's right, it's the kind of miner's lamp that you wear when you go into the coal mine to dig coal. The elastic strap is set on the door of the head, and the switch on the top is turned on, which directly illuminates the direction you are heading.

The four of them wore one on their heads, lined up, like coal miners about to go down to dig coal.

After preparing for Qi Bi, Monk Gao closed the trunk, pressed the anti-theft button, and the car beeped.

"Let's go!"

The four of them strode towards the "ghost market".

……

At the beginning, Lin Yi still felt very awkward, wearing such a thing on his head, and he was not killed by laughter, but when he really entered the "ghost market" under the leadership of the high monk, he was dumbfounded, because like them, there are many people wearing this kind of guy, and they all look like they have a big eye on their heads, and they look very weird.

Of course, there are also people who do not wear lights, but directly hold flashlights, or take mobile phones to illuminate, but compared to them, it is obviously not "professional", because they wear the lights on their heads, which is equivalent to "freeing" their hands, and those people can only hold the lamp with one hand and Taobao with one hand.

In a word, how can a person with one hand fight against a person with two hands? It is clear that from this moment on, these "amateur Taobao people" have fallen into disadvantage.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi, Wu Dabeard and Grimace Li had to twist their faces, give a thumbs up, and say to Monk Gao: "High, really high!" ”

Monk Gao rarely said modestly: "This is all leftovers from the old man's play." ”

……

Entering the "ghost market", Monk Gao asked the big guy to report the number as usual, "One, two, three, four!" "It's just four people, and any more will hell with it.

The meaning of Monk Gao is very simple, there are all kinds of things sold in this "ghost market", and the big guys play differently, so it's better to go their separate ways.

This suggestion was immediately approved by the big guys, in fact, as soon as they came here, the big guys' hearts began to itch. I couldn't hold back Taobao's heart for a long time, and with the words of Monk Gao, everyone agreed on a time for convergence, and then the soldiers acted separately in four ways.

Lin Yi's goal was very simple, go straight to the used book market in this "ghost market", and pass through the stalls selling porcelain, jade, and antique furniture, Lin Yi soon found a large number of bookstalls with used books.

At this time, the high monks and the others also found their own Taobao stalls, and even Wu Dabeard was already holding a teapot and talking to the stall owner.

……

Although it was three or four o'clock in the morning, everyone else was still dreaming in the hot bed, but the people here were in good spirits, looking for their "treasures" in the dark ghost market.

At first, there were not many people, and Lin Yi felt like walking in the "underground underworld" in ghost novels, surrounded by sparkling wandering ghosts. But gradually, there were more people, and there were bargaining and shouting, and the entire quiet "underground underworld" immediately turned into a lively "night market street".

Lin Yi walked around two stalls and finally found a hardcover "Henan Da-Yue-Jin Ballad" wrapped in a plastic bag, with a green cover and a golden pattern on it: a man and a woman holding up ears of wheat and ribbons, symbolizing the atmosphere of that era.

Looking inside, basically a ballad with an illustration, the illustration is very beautiful, with strong characteristics of the times.

The ballad is also very interesting, for example, there is a song "The county magistrate came to my society": the magpie branch is chirping, and the county magistrate is coming to my society, not smoking, not drinking tea, and driving a cart to pull dung.

Then there is a colorful painting, a man strides his head high to drive an ox cart, the ox cart is full of dung, and a group of ordinary people who farm the land behind him clapped their hands and praised.

Seeing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but wonder, until now, if there is such a thing, it is estimated that the entire network will be blown up.

Habitually, Lin Yi turned the book to the copyright page again---

Issued by Xinhua Bookstore in Henan Province,

September 1959 1st edition 1 printing,

Print run: 1---6000 copies (1000 hardcovers),

Price: $2.00.

……

Just looking at the hardcover version of the book, and the print run of 1,000 copies, it is estimated that the price of the book will not be cheap.

At this moment, Lin Yi was holding this "Henan Ballad", and his intuition told him that since the boss had carefully packaged it in a plastic bag, it meant that people also knew the value of this book, and it was difficult to pick up the leaks!

"How much does this book cost?" Finally couldn't help it, Lin Yi asked, the stall owner glanced at him, hesitated slightly, and said, "You give five hundred yuan."

Lin Yi looked at this book, the condition is really good, even if it is less than ninety-five grades, it is almost ninety-grade, and it is rare for old books to be preserved in this condition.

Seeing that Lin Yi seemed to be hesitating, the stall owner copied his hand and said with a cold breath: "It's not easy for us to come out and set up this kind of stall, besides, this book is of the same quality on the Internet, but it sells for seven or eight hundred --- don't lie to you, lie to you that you are a grandson!" ”

The stall owner seemed to be in a hurry to open, and even gambled with Lin Yi.

Lin Yiwan smiled and said, "Of course I believe it." This is a good book, if I remember correctly, this should be a set, in addition to Henan, there should also be anthologies of songs from Hunan, Shanghai, and Guangdong......"

The stall owner stretched out his hand and scratched his scalp, Lin Yi said "Shanghai Ballad" He seems to have heard of it, "I don't know much about this...... This is the one when I put it away. ”

Lin Yi continued: "Then you won't spend a few hundred yuan when you collect it, right?" ”

"Of course, I just spent it...... Why is this so, you ask? Do you want to buy it or not? The stall owner was almost caught by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi smiled slightly and said, "Buy, of course I want to buy it--- how about two hundred yuan?" You lack so many books, not enough sets, open a business to make a little money, what's the matter? ”

The stall owner hesitated, how did he know that Lin Yi had played a trick, this was not a set of books, but an anthology of songs published by provincial publishing houses in response to the call of the country at that time. The publishing houses are different, and where will there be any set of books.

To be clear, the stall owner didn't know enough about the book, and really thought that a publishing house had published Henan ballads, Cantonese ballads, and Shanghai ballads.

Seeing that the stall owner seemed to have been trapped by himself, Lin Yi continued to say: "If my guess is right, you can collect at most thirty or forty yuan for this book, and you will already make money by selling it for two hundred at a time; Besides, if I buy this book, you will open it, and business will become more and more prosperous. ”

This business has a particular focus, that is, the first shop business is the most important, as long as a good business opens, you can have good luck later.

So after listening to Lin Yi's words, the stall owner was ruthless, gritted his teeth and said, "Here you go!" ”

Lin Yi immediately took out two hundred yuan, took the book, and left!

He knew very well that the stall owner was right, and this book of this kind of quality was immediately seven or eight hundred for those collectors.

In short, the small leakage seems to indicate that Lin Yi's luck seems to be good today. (To be continued.) )