The stall was set up by a young man in a red vest, the man was very thin, his cheekbones were high and raised, he was like skin and bones, but his eyes were bright, and as soon as Yi Yang and the others approached, he looked at it with a twinkle in his eyes, and he looked very shrewd.

"Three, what do you want to play?" The stall owner hurriedly greeted with a smile, "If you want to collect some old ones, then you have definitely come to the right place, I have everything ancient and old on this stall, if there is no one on it, you can also sue me, leave a contact information, and I will do my best to find it for you when I go back." ”

Yi Yang shook his head and said, "Let's take a look first." ”

"Well, then you can see, if you need anything, just call me." The stall owner nodded again and again in agreement, showing that he was very enthusiastic and had a very good attitude.

Then Yi Yang and the others squatted down, looked carefully at the stall, and each picked the kind of old one they liked.

Yi Yang's attention was of course on the antique that exuded a strong aura, and he was not that interested in other things for the time being.

At that moment he secretly drove the golden thread in his right eye, and as soon as the golden thread came out, he quickly found the thing.

It turned out to be a thin booklet, without a cover, and looked broken, but it looked antique, like a manuscript, not a printed book.

After determining this situation, Yi Yang withdrew the golden silk at a good time, and until he bought the booklet, he naturally did not use his ability to repair it intact.

Later, Yi Yang pointed to the booklet and asked, "Boss, can I read it?" ”

The stall owner glanced at it casually, nodded without hesitation, and said, "Of course you can, please look at it casually." ”

"Thank you." Yi Yang reached over and carefully picked up the booklet, and when he got it, he was sure that it was indeed a manuscript, not a printed book.

There are brush words left on the manuscript, the handwriting is regular, and every stroke is sonorous and powerful, and it is divided into three points.

Although Yi Yang couldn't recognize who wrote it, he wanted to write such a beautiful handwriting, and the author's pen power must be extraordinary, maybe it was from the hand of a famous Legalist in ancient times, but the manuscript was already mutilated and had not been signed at all.

"Boss, how do you sell this manuscript?" After opening it and examining it in detail, Yi Yang closed the manuscript and asked the stall owner directly.

The stall owner took a fixed look at it, and said solemnly: "Brother, you have a really good eye, that manuscript was left by a famous Legalist in the Qing Dynasty, that person's name is Yuan Mei, Yuan Mei is not only a poet, but also a great Legalist, and the words written are very beautiful and very collectible." ”

"How much does it cost?" Yi Yang asked again.

He didn't know what the stall owner said about Yuan Mei, because he didn't have any research on ancient calligraphy and painting, he couldn't judge this aspect, maybe what the stall owner said was true, or maybe he was just fooling people.

But no matter what, Yi Yang is very optimistic about the manuscript full of aura in front of him, if it is not a good thing, it is impossible to exude such a strong "treasure", indicating that the thing was treasured before, but it was only lost to the antique stall market for various reasons.

"If you want, I only charge you 4,000 yuan, and you can take 4,000 yuan, and the original price is more than 6,000, less than 6,000, and you don't need to talk about it!" The stall owner replied solemnly.

"Four thousand?" Yi Yang smiled faintly and said, "Boss, isn't this price too expensive?" Your manuscript is so broken, almost not a page is complete, there are a lot of words on it that are illegible, the quality is very bad, and Yan zhòng has affected the collection value. ”

The stall owner smiled bitterly: "It's broken, it's broken, but it's something; The origin is extraordinary, but Yuan Mei's authentic handiwork, Yuan Mei's authentic handiwork is difficult to see in the market. ”

Yi Yang said: "It's still hard to determine whether it's Yuan Mei's authentic handiwork, and we still have to ask experts to do the identification." Boss, can you give a real price, how much is the minimum to sell? ”

Although a mere 4,000 yuan is nothing to him now, it is just a drop in the bucket, but no matter how little money it is, it is money, he will not spend it indiscriminately, and he will save if he can.

"Brother, four thousand is already the lowest and lowest price!" The stall owner said, "If it's a well-preserved manuscript, it can't be this price, right?" If such a manuscript can be sold at an auction house, it can easily cost 100,000 yuan! You get what you pay for, brother! ”

"So that's no less than that?" Yi Yang sighed softly as he spoke, as if he was interested in his face at the moment.

Seeing that he wanted to put the manuscript back in its place, the stall owner was anxious, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Okay, brother, since you like it and you want it sincerely, then I will give you less, or you can say how much it will be." ”

Yi Yang glanced at Bai Wenchao and Sun Shangwu, and said, "Then let's talk about it later, and see what my friends want." ”

"yes, okay." The stall owner replied.

Subsequently, Bai Wenchao and Sun Shangwu were also optimistic about things, Bai Wenchao wanted a set of relatively old comic books, and Sun Shangwu liked a very thick line binding.

After they had picked out what they liked, Yi Yang said to the stall owner, "Now we have all chosen." Boss, let's do it, just now you said that this broken manuscript costs 4,000 yuan, I won't negotiate with you about this price, I accept it, but the premise is that the two things that my friend chose are put on this, that is, I will give you 4,000 yuan together, what do you think? If you agree, then we will make a deal immediately, if not, then forget it, I don't want this draft, and they will negotiate with you separately. ”

He was very direct about what he wanted, and he couldn't have made it clearer.

The stall owner frowned after hearing this, shook his head and said: "This is not good, four thousand yuan, just your manuscript of Yuan Mei, I have already given you the lowest discount, and now you buy three good things to give me the affordable price of one thing, this is ...... That's a bit too hard, isn't it? ”

He felt as if he had suffered a great loss, and his face was sad.

Yi Yang said: "If you buy these three things for four thousand, you will definitely not lose." ”

He knew that he bought those three things and gave the other party 4,000 yuan, and the other party only made no loss, which was a matter of earning more and earning less, if he didn't find that the manuscript in his hand had a very thick aura, the potential value might not be small, that is, he might not be too lazy to ask for it if he gave it to him for nothing.

"Brother Yi Yang, you promise to forget it." Bai Wenchao accosted, "Your manuscript is so broken, how can it be worth so much money?" It's not like we've never seen this kind of thing before, and we can buy it at a very cheap price at some old stalls. ”

"Hmm." Yi Yang nodded solemnly.

The stall owner naturally saw the exchange between the two of them, and seeing that they didn't seem to have much interest in talking, he wavered, and suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely and said: "Come on, four thousand is four thousand, and the three books will be given four thousand together." How can you do business without losing money? Just make a friend, I hope you can come back to my old stall in the future, I set up a stall here all year round, you can also call me, if you need anything, tell me, what old books you need, I can generally find it. ”

After agreeing, he didn't forget to advertise his old stall.

"No problem! I need the old capital to find you in the future. Yi Yang complied with his wishes and readily agreed.

The matter was settled so easily, and later, Yi Yang took out four thousand yuan to pay the stall owner.

Afterwards, Sun Shangwu had to pay Yi Yang, but Yi Yang refused, saying that it was just a trivial matter, nothing to do.

After buying it, Yi Yang and the others left the old stall and continued to walk around Liulichang Street.

After that, they went to the antique city, that is, the "Haiwang Village Antique Market" near the left, but although there were many antiques there, none of them were eye-catching, so they bought some small toys casually, and kept them as souvenirs.

After shopping for a while, Sun Shangwu invited Yi Yang and Bai Wenchao to have lunch.

As the host, he naturally wants to do his best to be a landlord, and today he finally has a dinner with Yi Yang and them, how can he give up.

Sun Shangwu invited Yi Yang to eat at a restaurant near Liulichang, and on the table, he ordered a lot of famous foods in the capital.

This meal, delicious food and wine, Yiyang and they all ate very well.

After a full meal, Yi Yang and Sun Shangwu chatted for a while in the break.

During this period, Bai Wenchao suddenly received a phone call, as if someone had brought some good news, and he was very happy.

"Brother Yi Yang, I have good news for you!"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Wenchao said to Yi Yang with a smile: "I just received a call from my cousin, he said that my grandfather has returned from the Northeast exchange, and we can go to see him now." ”

"Oh, really?"

When he heard Bai Wenchao's words, Yi Yang was surprised and delighted.

When they came to Beijing this time, in addition to visiting antique streets and Taobao, it was still a very important thing, that is, to meet Bai Wenchao's grandfather.

His maternal grandfather was a generation of martial arts masters, both internal and external, and Yi Yang is now very eager to learn martial arts, not to mention how powerful kung fu can be, at least he can use it for self-defense.

"Brother Yi Yang, then let's go to my grandfather's house later." Bai Wenchao said eagerly, as if he couldn't wait to see his grandfather immediately, after all, one of the main purposes of their trip to Beijing was to see his grandfather, which naturally made people pay attention to it.

Yi Yang shook his head and said, "It's better to go tomorrow morning, this should be in time, right?" ”

"It's in time, it's better to see you sooner, I haven't been here for a long time, and to be honest, I miss my grandfather." Bai Wenchao said with a smile, "Brother Yi Yang, if it's okay, then we'll go over in the afternoon." ”

Yi Yang said: "It's okay to hang out in the afternoon, but it's a bit inappropriate to go to see your grandfather now." ”

"What's inappropriate?" Bai Wenchao asked.

Yi Yang replied: "You see that we haven't prepared anything yet, the first time we went to visit your grandfather, as a junior, we have to bring some gifts, right?" ”

Bai Wenchao shook his head and smiled: "Brother Yiyang, you are too polite. As for the gifts, we'll go to the mall and buy some later. ”

Yi Yang said solemnly: "That's not good, you have to prepare carefully." Xiaochao, I won't go this afternoon, the time is not very suitable, it's better to go tomorrow morning. ”

Since you are going to visit the respected martial arts master, you have to pay attention to etiquette, you can't just bring some gifts, but you have to prepare some carefully, so as to leave a better first impression on the other party.

"Okay then." Seeing that Yi Yang's attitude was so firm, Bai Wenchao didn't want to say anything, and immediately agreed to it.