Wang Xuemin nodded, that's right, what surprised him at first was this seal, because Wang Shizhen is very respected in their circle, and Wang Shizhen's manuscript was auctioned for more than one million a few years ago, so Wang Lao specially studied his seal, so today he knows that this is absolutely true.

"Then how much is this book worth?" Zhang Xia didn't know who Wang Shizhen was, and she didn't really want to know, what she wanted to know was that what Wang Lao said was not generally valuable, but how much it was.

"It's worth millions, and it's not too much." Wang Xuemin picked up the book again and read it with pity, although he liked it very much, but he didn't have enough money recently, and I was afraid that this book would not be related to him.

"Oh my God! I heard you right! Zhang Xia involuntarily stood up, the things bought for 150 yuan were worth millions! This is more suitable than the root carving that I bought for 1,000 yuan last time!

"Mom, calm down, calm down, it's only a million, and after I finish learning with the teacher, these will be a little money." While Ye Jinglan comforted her mother, she didn't forget to take a look at Wang Xuemin.

"Haha, you don't have to coax the old man to me, even if I live for such a long time, the total number of leaks I have picked up is only one million!" Wang Xuemin shook his head and said with a smile, luck has nothing to do with the length of time to learn art.

"That Elder Wang, this book?" Although it is worth millions, but I haven't seen the money landing, Zhang Xia has no bottom in her heart, what if it is empty and happy?

"Don't worry, I'll write you a receipt later, and you can take it back. As for this comic book, I plan to take it to the capital to participate in the auction myself. ”

There was an antique auction in the capital just next month, and he also received an invitation, but he was going to go there early.

Zhang Xia had already regained her composure when she left the antique market with the receipt, and then she made a decision in her heart, and quickly put it into action, so the next day there was a scene in the bookstore.

"Mom, what are you doing here so early? Didn't you say you wouldn't be able to get the book until Wednesday? Ye Jinglan asked confusedly, and then followed her mother out of the car.

"Hey, you told me yesterday that you forgot about it so quickly! Let's go, go inside and have a look. Zhang Xia smiled and sold a pass, and then squatted down to open the roller shutter door.

In a bookstore that is not yet open, the shelves are empty, but the floor is occupied by bags of woven bags.

"The book arrived early? No, Mom, didn't you really go to the scrapyard to collect old books, did you? Who helped you carry these books! Ye Jinglan originally thought that the novels had arrived in advance, but when she opened a woven bag in her hand, she guessed the origin of these books.

"That's not easy, I gave a porter 20 yuan, and I got it all done." Zhang Xia said as she poured all the books in the woven bag onto the tiled floor.

"Why are you in such a hurry! You can wait for uncle, Brother Hongyuan is free to help you move together! While Ye Jinglan spoke, her hands were not idle, pouring books, classifying, removing ash, and placing them, the project was not small, it seemed that she was going to stay here all day.

"It's useless to call them useless, you look at the dots carefully, see if there are any valuable books, I'm looking for this is the largest recycling station in T City, and there are many types of books, it's a pity not to let you pick, otherwise I'll take you over." Zhang Xia's hands were not idle, and said with a little regret.

"Haha, Mom, you think the valuable book is Chinese cabbage! Besides, if we are allowed to choose, it will definitely not be something that can be bought back for a pound and a few cents. "Ye Jinglan found out for the first time that her mother also had such a cute time.

"Okay, okay, even if we don't have it, we won't lose, you read it one by one, I'll put the good quality classification on the sale, and you will throw aside those that are not good, and then we will set up a stall at the door to sell it." It is everyone's right to have a sweet dream, but regardless of age, Zhang Xia glanced at her daughter, and then took a small bench for her and asked her to work.

"Okay, I'll take a look." Although Ye Jinglan felt that her mother was a little funny like this, she didn't read it perfunctorily.

As my mother said, there are many types of books, including biographies, history books, children's books, foreign language books, dictionaries, novels, textbooks, and so on.

"You say, this book is still so new that it is sold as an old book? These people are really losers. Zhang Xia sighed while placing the book.

"They are valuable to those who are useful, and to those who are useless, they are afraid that keeping them will also take up space." When Ye Jinglan said this, she remembered that the first thing she did after she didn't study as a quilt was to sell the books that had tormented her for a long time, and she wanted to stop reading them for the rest of her life.

The mother and daughter worked around the day, but they didn't find a book of value, but fortunately, most of the books could be sold at a good price.

"Mom, don't be discouraged, so no, maybe there will be it next time, and I'll help you pick it next time." Ye Jinglan looked at her mother's slightly disappointed expression, thinking about whether she should change the ancient book from the system and participate in it when she came to pick up the book next time.

"Lan Lan, isn't it time to go back to school when your feet are almost good, but you are not thorough yet, when the time comes, apply to the school to come back and live first, and then live on campus next semester."

Although there is a tutor to make up for the class, Zhang Xia knows that her daughter's homework will not fall too far behind, but in her heart, students should be in school, not at home.

"Yes! But it's not bad for these two days, I'll go back after your bookstore opens, okay? ”

She hadn't been to school for more than a month, and Ye Jinglan had almost forgotten what it was like to go to school, but thinking that if she went to school, she would be able to meet someone every day, and she was looking forward to it.

After dinner, Ye Jinglan called Xiang Shaofan while her mother was washing the dishes and her grandmother was washing, and told him that her tutoring class could be stopped from tomorrow, because she would go back to school next week to officially start classes, and this week she planned to get out the songs she owed Huang Zhansen, and she also had to help with the opening of the bookstore.

In fact, it doesn't matter if this school teaches for an extra day, she can also tell the tutor in person tomorrow, but she can't stop thinking about it and wants to listen to his voice, so she made an excuse and put it into action.

"Okay, I know, tell me in advance when you go to Teacher Xia's house."

The other end of the phone evoked a pleasant smile at Shaofan, and then said in a deep and sexy voice.

"Okay, then you rest early, I'll hang up." Obviously, no one was chasing after her, but Ye Jinglan's last voice was a little hurried, and her heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.

In the heart of a mature woman, she obviously shouldn't fall in love like a schoolgirl, but she doesn't know if true love makes people young and naïve, and she just can't hide this purest throbbing. (To be continued.) )