"Thread-bound books" have always been the best of the used book collection industry, only with strong funds, extraordinary eyesight, and the luck of the bunker sky, this can play thread-bound books and be eligible to collect thread-bound books.

According to the printing method, wire-bound books are mainly divided into three categories: engraved copies, photocopies, and lead copies.

Among them, the Guangxu period is the dividing line, the Guangxu Dynasty is the alternation of the old and the new, the era of the explosion of printing, in the Guangxu period there was a lead print, there was a Koluo version (photocopying), and in the years before Guangxu, basically the line-bound books are engraved, what wood plate engraving, copper plate engraving, etc.; At that time, printing technology was not developed, and people mainly engraved books by hand, so this engraved version of the wire-bound book generally had a limited print run and was precious. In contrast, the typesetting and lead printing, as well as the photocopying, will be greatly discounted in terms of price and collection.

Wang Heizi, Dong Glasses, and others don't understand this, but they know that thread-bound books are very valuable, especially the kind of thread-bound books that look old.

Therefore, when they saw Lin Yi going down with a knife very chicly, and a large number of old thread-bound books rolled out of the hemp bag, their first reaction was, these are all treasures!

The owner of the scrap station, who was blowing the tea powder and drinking tea, saw a sack of thread-bound books rolling out, and at that time he "fluttered", and the tea was all squirted, and then roared: "How is it possible?!" ”

If Wang Heizi and Dong Glasses are just envious, jealous and hateful, then this boss is completely crazy.

His scrap collection station is the largest in the entire southern metropolis, and more than a dozen tons of waste paper and old books come here every day to deal with and destroy, and he has not found treasures from it, but like Lin Yi, a knife goes down, and the sack is full of thread-bound Buddhist scriptures, but it has never been there.

Buddhist scriptures!

Thread-bound Buddhist scriptures!

Even if this boss is no longer educated, he knows that this kind of ancient book thief is valuable, because just a few months ago he shot a copy of the "Forty-two Chapters of the Scriptures" reprinted in April of the 16th year of the Republic of China.

"Forty-two Chapters"? That's right, it's the kind of Buddhist scripture in "The Legend of Deer and Ding", if it weren't for the fact that the owner of the scrap station likes to watch martial arts TV series, he was deeply impressed by Wei Xiaobao and the "Forty-two Chapters Sutra" he snatched, and it is likely that he also took the treasure, and in the end, unexpectedly, he sold this Buddhist scripture for 1500 oceans.

It is precisely because of such a brilliant "leakage" experience that the "reaction" of the scrap yard owner will be so strong, and the "roar" of jealousy will be so emotional.

His own thin copy of the Republic of China was sold for 1,500 yuan, so what about the more than 300 copies in front of him? He didn't dare to imagine.

Lin Yi didn't seem to see the surprised and surprised appearance of the people around him at all, he seemed to have expected this qiē, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and then returned the blade to Wang Heizi with a smile.

Wang Heizi was still in a daze.

Lin Yi stuffed the blade into his hand and said, "Thank you." ”

Then Lin Yicai bent down, picked up a Buddhist scripture very seriously, opened the copyright page inside and looked at it, and said painfully: "I was dizzy, I thought I was old, and I was only nine years old." ”

The owner of the scrap station, Wang Heizi, Dong Glasses, Liu Sanliang, and others all had an urge to strangle Lin Yi.

Nima, are you showing off?

Nine years of Guangxu, not too old?

Turtle son, now you go to the market to find me a Guangxu thread-bound book to see if you can find it?!

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Indeed, this kind of old book that is more than 100 years old is still rare and rare.

It has experienced the reform of the law, the warlord war, the eight-year War of Resistance against Japan, the ten-year catastrophe, and the changes of the times...... You can find me a thread-bound book of Guangxu, and see if it is easy to find.

The owner of the scrap station gritted his teeth, he felt that his stomach hurt a little, and a breath of air was blocked at the navel, circulating, circulating, but it couldn't be released.

Wang Heizi and his wife's hearts and livers are about to break, if I remember correctly, the sack was originally trampled under Wang Heizi's feet, and he was about to disembowel, but in the end, it was cheaper for Lin Yi's kid.

Those books, it's mine!

This is the silent cry in Wang Heizi's heart, if he can shatter the void, he is really willing to go back in time, and if he is killed, he will not give this sack of scriptures to Lin Yi, the turtle grandson.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to break time, only a heart that is constantly broken, broken again and again.

Of course, Lin Yi knew everyone's envy and jealousy, in fact, if it weren't for Wang Heizi's sneering at him before, Lin Yi would not have impulsively used his amazing sense of smell to search for the wisp of book fragrance that made his heart flutter in this scrap yard full of all kinds of terrible atmospheres.

The results were unexpected.

It can be said that even Lin Yi himself didn't expect that he would have such a harvest after filtering out those terrible breaths and searching for the sacks.

He once again became the darling of the god of luck, but who knew that when Lin Yi was searching for the fragrance of books, he was almost suffocated by the terrible smell that permeated the scrap heap.

Even now, Lin Yi still felt a splitting headache, his nose was still filled with all kinds of unpleasant smells, and the whole person was in an indescribable discomfort.

There is a pay, there is a harvest.

Lin Yi is the same.

But in the eyes of Wang Heizi and others, what he won was so easy, with a slight stroke of the blade, the baby rolled out.

Therefore, their eyes are filled with more jealousy than envy.

In this regard, Lin Yi could only shake his head secretly and said, you will never understand my realm.

……

I don't know how long it has been.

"It's time to go back, but it's hard to get so many scriptures." Lin Yi seemed to be talking to himself, and the people next to him looked at him, and he didn't know who it was, so he suddenly said excitedly: "I have a car, I'll help you bring it back!" ”

"Thank you!" Lin Yi smiled and thanked him.

The man's face was flushed, as if he could help Lin Yi and provoke that unexpected celebration.

Someone else said, "Do you want to set off a string of cannons to celebrate, I'll buy it!" ”

Before this guy could finish speaking, the scrap yard owner roared: "Let your mother's fart!" It's all paper, you want to burn Lao Tzu! ”

The voice was loud, full of grief and remorse, everyone knew that the most unpleasant thing in his heart at the moment belonged to him.

……

Lin Yi left, leaving this scrap station, Wang Heizi, Dong Glasses, Liu Sanliang and others all rushed towards the waste paper pile like crazy after Lin Yi just left.

They were full of enthusiasm, their eyes were red and shining, and they rushed like wolves towards the mountains that had been picked up by them, and rushed to the sacks of old books that were left.

They all looked crazy, their throats gurgling weirdly, and they used their hands and feet together, as if they were going to turn the whole mountain of waste paper upside down.

Perhaps, they thought, there is still a fish in the net!