Seeing Bai Mian viciously said to himself, "Is it so funny that I pay 500?" If you don't pay a high price, this book will be given to you! ”

Lin Yi knew that what he was saying was angry, so he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, there may be a misunderstanding, you continue to ---" After speaking, he made a gesture of closing his mouth with a smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bai Mianpi was angry, no longer paying attention to Lin Yi, but looking at the boss, "Then you say, what price do you want?" ”

The stall owner smiled: "Don't say more than a thousand, just give a whole number of 1,000 yuan." ”

The two companions next to him laughed, "Lao Ding, I asked you to bid just now, but you refused to live or die, and now the bid is thousands of yuan, which is ruthless enough." ”

"It's not that I'm ruthless enough, it's that this set of books is worth the price." Lao Ding said sloppily, "Besides, you are all big bosses, so why do you care about this little money." ”

Bai Mianpi waved his hand, "Don't give me the whole set, your ecstasy soup is useless to us--- put this set aside first, and then see the rest......"

Lin Yi also followed them to see what other treasures the stall owner had taken out.

Sure enough, the Confucius Temple is a big place, and these sellers are also strongmen, and the old books below are all new literature of the Republic of China, and there are Zhou Zuoren's "Talking about the Dragon" and "Talking about the Tiger", as well as Hu Shi's "Trying Collection", not to mention others, these three books alone are rare books among rare books.

"Look, the good things are in the back, these two books are not bad this week, and the quality can be on the eighty-five, but it's a pity that it's the fourth edition in 1930, not the first edition......"

"yes, if it's a first printing, it's worth a lot of money."

"This Hu Shi's "Trial Collection" is also okay, but unfortunately it is not the first edition, the first edition is the ninth year of the Republic of China, which is the third edition of the eleventh year of the Republic of China......"

The three old patrons were looking at these fine old books, muttering like nothing, and occasionally glanced at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi heard it in his ears, but he knew that these people were deliberately playing tricks, and it was estimated that they thought they didn't even know what new literature was.

Like an old farmer waiting to harvest his crops, the stall owner lit a cigarette at some point, sat down on the steps beside him with his buttocks half-pulled, and said, "I can't get this kind of book now." It used to be inconspicuous, but now it's very expensive. I also spent a lot of money to get these books. Originally, I wanted to hide it for a while and then take it out, but thinking that you are all old customers, I thought about taking it out first so that you can have long eyes. ”

"Lao Ding, what you said is quite authentic. Those who can understand this thing, there are not many people in the second-hand book market, and it is too expensive to collect the new literature of the Republic of China, and many people can't play half of it, so Brother Luo is good, and you will give him a real price later, and he will give you a shot. It was the bespectacled fellow of the two companions who spoke.

Another goldfish-eyed said: "Your book is good, but unfortunately it is not the first edition, and the price will be greatly discounted, and we will not fool you, these three books, give you a total of 3500 yuan, what do you think?" ”

Seeing that the two friends were helping him take the lead, Bai Mianpi didn't speak, and smiled to see what the old man said.

Lao Ding moved his butt from the steps, then spuffed out a cigarette and said, "It's low, three books are 5000." ”

"Hey, how dare you ask for it." Bai Mianpi spoke, "Don't say anything else, Lao Ding, if your "Trial Collection" is the first version of the ninth year of the Republic of China, don't say 5,000, I dare to buy it for 50,000 yuan." But you have three editions, and those two are four editions, such a good book is like a big girl, one marries three times, and the other marries four times, even if it is a golden branch and jade leaf, it is not worth much. ”

"I don't understand this," Lao Ding took a slow puff of cigarette, "I also said it just now, I didn't plan to sell it, I heard that the market for this kind of book is rising now, I want to cover it up and talk about it." ”

Bai Mianpi couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect Lao Ding to come to such a hand, and glanced at his partner glasses man and goldfish eyes, the two of them were also stalling, which means that this guy is playing fishing again.

Bai Mianpi waved his hand, "Okay, I won't toss with you!" These three books, plus that set of "Time Pass Examination Notes", a total of 5000, if you want to, you will be sold, if you don't want to, you can cover it! ”

Lao Ding saw that the other party finally shook the bottom, so he smiled, and pushed the boat down the river: "Since everyone is an old friend, 5000 will be 5000!" Deal---! ”

……

Lin Yi watched coldly, the 5,000 yuan of these books was reasonable in his opinion, the boss didn't pay much attention, and the white skin didn't pick up the leaks. Just look at this stall owner, Lao Ding, it should belong to the kind of master who doesn't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, maybe there are still some treasures hidden in his hands.

As if to prove Lin Yi's guess, the old man was happy when he saw that a deal had been negotiated, so he pinched his teeth and said, "Three, I still have a 'thunderbolt' in my hand, I don't know if you dare to ask for it?" ”

"Leizi" is a good thing in the second-hand book market, but there are risks of "black goods", such as stolen treasures, or cultural relics dug out of the ground that are prohibited by law from being bought and sold, and may even be national treasures.

Looking at the old thief's eyebrows and rat eyes, it looked mysterious, and the white-skinned three people were curious, and asked, "How thunderous is this thunder?" "What does it mean that the risk is not great?

Lao Ding took a puff of cigarette and puffed it out, making his black face loom in the smoke like a fairy, and said: "I got it from the home of a university professor at an art college--- rest assured, it was not stolen, it was his son who was not successful, and he liked to lose by playing cards, even if he stole it, he was a thief." ”

The white-faced three people glanced at each other, this kind of thing is more in the Confucius Temple, there is no way, Jinling is a big place, there are many people with a big family, and there is an unfilial son in the family, which is endless, not long ago, there was a loser who took the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty from his ancestors and sold it, and the original millions of things were sold for hundreds of thousands.

Why?

First, fast realization.

Second, it's not easy to get caught.

Thinking of this, Bai Mianpi felt that there might be a leak to pick up, and asked, "How much are you going to sell this thunderbolt?" ”

Lao Ding smiled mysteriously and said, "It's useless to talk too much--- you better take a look at the goods first." ”

After that, I saw Lao Ding get up, looked around, and then took out a plastic bag from his waist--- it turned out that this rare book was hidden in his waist and carried it on his pants.

Bai Mianpi frowned, the reason was that the smell of sweat on Lao Ding's body was too bad, as scholars and Sven people, they have always bathed in the fragrance of books and ink, where can they stand this kind of pickled smell. But in order to see what kind of treasure it is, I still endured it---

(To be continued.) )