Director Sun is also an old man, although he is working for the museum, but he has traveled south and north, and the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes still exists, especially after experiencing strong winds and waves, knowing that in this case, it is best to let Wang Jinping's old man dissipate his anger, so that it will be more smooth to receive books by himself.

Sure enough, his angry scolding is equivalent to helping the old man extinguish the fire, and to hell with the group of grandsons who eat dry rice in the museum, as long as he can collect the books smoothly, it is worth digging out the eighteen generations of their ancestors.

Just when Lin Yi was guessing what Old Man Sun would do next, he saw that Director Sun's painting style changed, just now it was angry King Kong, and now it is a warm spring breeze, and he held the hand of the old man Wang Jinping, his face was like a chrysanthemum, showing an extremely grateful smile, and said, "Old man, you are a good comrade!" On behalf of the comrades of the Historical Archives, I would like to apologize to your old man for not doing a good job and omitting such good research materials. ”

Director Sun's excitement made the old man Wang Jinping a little overwhelmed, originally wrinkled, and his black and thin face showed a trace of embarrassment, and he hurriedly said: "Director Sun, where do you say, I am always happy that you can come, this treasure is useless for me here, I can rest assured that it will be handed over to your museum." "The words are simple and sincere.

Curator Sun breathed a sigh of relief, and held Wang Jinping's hand tightly in his hand, and told the other party with his eyes in a thousand words, "You have a heart" and "You are a good comrade".

Lin Yi knew that this was not the time for him to interject, so he watched the two talk and hand over on the side, made a detailed registration of the precious text materials, and then signed each other to prove that Comrade Wang Jinping voluntarily dedicated the document "Compilation of Policies and Decrees during the Military Control Period in Nandu" to the Nandu Historical Archives Museum on a certain day, and did not receive a penny.

After the completion, Director Sun promised that he would do his best to award a "certificate of honor" to the old man Wang Jinping, so as to encourage him to make this glorious act of voluntary dedication.

In this regard, the old man Wang Jinping did not refuse, maybe in his heart, how much money, is not as important as such a certificate, living to his age, he has already seen money, and wants to leave some unusual and precious things for future generations.

Lin Yi thought that after the handover of the literature was completed, Director Sun would end this trip and go back with him, but unexpectedly, Director Sun suddenly said, "Lin Yi, I think our matter has been solved here, well, I like your rough-edged book of "On Protracted War", Xiao Cao also showed me the photos and versions, except for the slightly poor condition, I am very satisfied in all aspects - you can make a price......"

Lin Yi: "......"

Might as well be.

Lin Yi never expected that Director Sun would propose a deal for the book "On Protracted War" at this moment, and at the first time, Lin Yi looked at the old man Wang Jinping.

Sure enough, the old man looked at Lin Yi with a puzzled gaze, "You also offer books?" ”

I'm going to give you a head! Lin Yi shouted inwardly.

Afraid of what comes.

Obviously, this old guy is deliberately using Wang Jinping to put pressure on Lin Yi, look at others, don't want a penny, I want to see how much you dare to ask for when you open your mouth.

Lin Yi took a deep breath and replied with a smile: "No, Uncle Wang, it's different from your situation, I'm not offering books, I'm selling books...... Well, at least 150,000 will be sold! The tone was gentle and soft, as if the 150,000 yuan in his mouth was just 15 yuan.

"Whoosh!" Uncle Wang Jinping gasped, the folds on his face and the hairs stood up, and he looked at Lin Yi with extremely surprised eyes, his lips trembled a little: "Little ...... Young man, why are books so expensive, they are all ...... 150,000? "In the eyes of the elderly, that's a huge number, and I haven't saved that much money for most of my life.

Lin Yi smiled and patiently explained: "My book is the Republic of China, which is earlier than your one, and it is a famous book written by Mao-Lord-Xi and his old man, called "On Protracted War". ”

Wang Jinping nodded, "Oh, it's that book, the book written by the chairman, I read it when I was young, and I memorized it, but it's not worth so much money......, right?" Young man, listen to the uncle's words, be content, be content, and have a low point, and we can get by on our conscience. ”

Dizzy, Lin Yi felt that he was being regarded as a "profiteer".

Yes, compared with the noble character of selfless dedication and penny lessness, the face of asking for a high price seems to be really "treacherous"......

150,000, I also lost that I was able to open my mouth just now, thinking about it, Lin Yi also applauded his cheeky courage.

In the face of the persuasion of the old man Wang Jinping, Lin Yi's cheeks were hot and hot, and he almost couldn't help but raise his hand in surrender. However, he still calmed down, and his ideological realm had obviously not been sublimated to the point of asking for face and money. To be precise, Lin Yi knew what the value of this book was, and he also knew that he didn't have the qualifications to give 10 tens of thousands of yuan for no reason, which was exclusive to rich people, and he was far behind them in terms of assets and wealth.

What's more, it was not Old Man Sun himself who bought this book, but the museum, since some people have the money to drink Moutai and hang sky-high chandeliers, it is okay to spend a little money to buy a book of great significance.

Lin Yi knew that his thoughts were a little dark, but the current world was like this, and it was too difficult to find a little light. There may be many good people and institutions who are as honest as water, but Lin Yi hasn't seen it yet.

Therefore, Lin Yi had to show a philistine face, and said to Old Man Sun with a smile: "Director Sun, you are older than me, and it is also appropriate to call you Uncle Sun, you are highly respected and well-informed, like this kind of rough edge red literature, what price should be in the market, you should know better than me." I won't say more, as your junior, the younger who admires you, I believe you will not let me suffer. ”

I have to say that Lin Yi's kickball-style "retreat is advance" directly made Old Man Sun stunned.

Put on a few high hats for you first, and then let you open your mouth to say the price, at such an old age, see how you still wipe your face and bargain.

However, Lin Yi still underestimated Old Man Sun's thick-skinned Cheng Dù, compared to him, a small profiteer, not much better.

After being stunned for a moment, Director Sun laughed and said, "What a Lin Yi, give me a set...... It's a pity, your uncle and I don't want to eat your set. After speaking, he said: "I won't rub my tongue with you, let's be honest with you, last time the museum spent a lot of money to collect books, and now the funds are tight, even if your book is really priceless, I can't take out so much money - besides, I don't think anyone in the entire southern city can afford to pay more than 100,000 yuan." He looked at Lin Yi with affirmative and strong eyes, a book that no one would want except me.

Lin Yi had expected him to say this, so he continued to smile and said, "That's that, after all, there are not many people like you, old man...... Therefore, the southern capital is a small place, although it is rich in treasures and outstanding people, but it is still not comparable with those big cities, it is better to go to the Confucius Temple in Jinling, and the Panjiayuan in the capital to run a trip, maybe you can also meet some big sellers who are both knowledgeable and willing to spend money...... It doesn't take long to get to those places from Nandu, and it's not bad to travel to Quandang. ”

Old man Sun smiled, this kid is too treacherous, it seems that he has his pulse, and he knows that he likes this book, so he must buy it.

Indeed, people who love books have such a bad problem, when they see something they love, they will do everything possible to get it, but if they can't get it, they will not be able to sleep day and night, and even fall ill. At this time, no matter how high the price is demanded by the seller, he will accept it like a laughing lady.

Therefore, Old Man Sun quickly reined in his strong appearance just now, replaced it with an amiable and cordial smile, and said with some embarrassment: "Lin Yi, it's not that your Uncle Sun can't afford to make so much money, it's really hard...... Nowadays, the efficiency of museums is sluggish, tickets cannot be sold at a high price, and many times they are open for free, making ends meet, not to mention opening up sources and reducing expenditures, and they have to spend a lot of money on books and documents almost every year...... As a curator, I'm miserable. ”

Bitter meat trick, definitely bitter meat trick!

Lin Yi immediately raised his vigilance.

Old man Sun is definitely a good buyer, this change of face is faster than the high-speed rail, just now he was smiling, but now he has a face of "Yang Bailao", pouring bitter water on Lin Yi, saying how difficult the museum is, how miserable he is, the huge stall needs to be taken care of by himself, the top does not allocate funds, and the bottom is dead and wants money, and he is about to cut his heart, and he can't reverse this situation.

Finally, he concluded: "Lin Yi, this book is less, 50,000 lines?" ”

dizzy, more ruthless than Cao's knife.

Cao only cut half of the price with a knife, and the old man directly cut two-thirds.

"Ahem, Uncle Sun, it's not that I don't want to, as a junior, I also have difficulties!" Lin Yi couldn't learn the speed of Old Man Sun's instantaneous face change, but he had his strength, that is, he was thick-skinned enough.

"Your older generation has nothing to live under pressure, but we are under a lot of pressure, not to mention anything else, just say that marriage, you must have a car, a house and a deposit, and if you have less savings, you don't do it, you have to make seven or eight figures...... You see I'm not too young, you can't just watch me beat a single, right? ”

Lin Yi directly linked his life's major events to the selling price of this broken book, looking calm and determined, as if the book could not be sold at such a high price, and he would not be able to get married.

Old man Sun has been playing books for so many years, as a three-grade player who has seen the changes in the world through the wind and frost, how many people have he dealt with, and how many people he has bargained with, but he has never seen such a shameless person-!!

Tie the knot? You kid knot dusk! Even if you can say this kind of deceptive words, it is also because you are a scholar.

Also, didn't your kid just earn 3 million a few days ago, why are you so poor?!

Sigh, old man, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

Everyone is about to beat the singles, what else can you say.

Old man Sun was helpless, so he had to make a bitter face and show his hole cards, "Xiaolinzi, I won't say anything else, 80,000 yuan, I will accept it, and the rest of the price difference should be that I owe you a favor!" ”

Lin Yi smiled, 150,000 is indeed a bit of a lion's mouth, mainly because the quality of this book is not very good, Lin Yi's psychological price is about 100,000, 80,000 yuan is reasonable, the most important thing is this favor, 20,000 yuan is definitely worth buying.

However, Lin Yi's satisfied expression can't be expressed, for both buyers and sellers, the more sad you are, the more the other party will take advantage of it.

So Lin Yi's face was embarrassed, hesitant, and reluctant, just like the yellow flower girl who was forced to sell herself, she looked very aggrieved, and finally spit out two words: "Okay." ”

Seeing this, Curator Sun breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw that Lin Yi had obviously taken advantage, but it looked like he had been raped, and he only felt distressed, his eggs hurt, and his kidneys hurt!

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