Although Su Dahai didn't explain it to others, the news that the antique market found the Song version of the book and was picked up by someone immediately spread in the antique market as if it had grown wings. As long as you are an insider, you have received the news as soon as possible. Yu Lifei picked up the old manuscript of Nanyue and left, as for the legendary stories from the antique market, he didn't hear a word.

When Yu Lifei walked into the rice noodle shop yesterday, Wu Wengu had not yet arrived. Yu Lifei found a table where no one was there and waited slowly. He took out the half of the brick he had just bought, poured some water on it, took out the residual ink, and quickly grinded the ink. Pulled out a piece of paper, cut it, pondered for a while, had a draft in his heart, and wrote like a god, and quickly waved the pen.

As soon as Yu Lifei put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and pressed his resume on the table, he saw Wu Wengu walking in with a red face. And Wu Kexin was by the side, Wu Kexin, who was not wearing a police uniform, was wearing a tight T-shirt on top and a floral short skirt below, which looked fashionable and cute.

"Grandpa Wu, please come here." Yu Lifei hurriedly stood up and said with a smile.

"Less, I was delayed in the antique market for a while, hey, what is that?" As soon as Wu Wengu walked over, he saw the piece of paper hanging on the table. At a cursory glance, he felt that the writing on it was good.

"My resume." Yu Lifei hurriedly took down the paper and respectfully handed it to Wu Wengu.

"The gesture is strong and free, vigorous and powerful, less than, I didn't expect you to write a good hand." Wu Wengu didn't read the content and read the words first, he didn't expect Yu Lifei's brush writing to be so good, without more than ten years of skill, he couldn't write this kind of words. Nowadays, even middle-aged people, may not be able to write such a good hand.

Wu Kexin also glanced at it, although she also learned to write with a brush since she was a child, she didn't think she had such a level. The impression that Yu Lifei gave her last night was just a martial artist. And she felt that Yu Lifei must have used a weapon, otherwise he would not have caused such a big damage. And last night, Yu Lifei's attitude made her very unhappy. But now, she suddenly felt that Yu Lifei's attitude last night was neither humble nor arrogant. People are like this, when they feel inferior to others in some aspects, their perception will quietly change.

"Grandpa Wu, are you okay with this resume?" Yu Lifei asked humbly, because of the development of computer technology, people now print resumes directly, and handwritten resumes like him are rare. He still has some confidence in his own words, and when he didn't have anything to do before, he wanted to write something. Now that I have the right thing, I will pick it up again.

"No problem, absolutely no problem. I've said hello and I'll take you to the interview, and if all goes well, you'll be on duty tomorrow. Wu Wengu said that before he came out in the morning, he talked about Yu Lifei with Wu Zhicun, the deputy director of the Tanzhou Museum, who is also his son. The security guard of the museum, and he is also a temporary worker, is not a contradiction, and now that he has entered, he feels that it is not suitable in the future, and he can be fired at any time.

"Xie Lu, thank you, Grandpa Wu." Yu Lifei hurriedly stood up, bowed, and said.

"Less, you picked up a leak last night, I thought it would be a good conversation. But this morning, there was another big news in the antique market. Wu Wengu said that when he came just now, he deliberately passed by the antique market, and he heard that someone bought a Song carved book for fifty yuan, and this leak was much bigger than Yu Lifei picked up yesterday.

There are many legends in the antique world, and there are many stories of getting rich overnight. It is precisely because of such stories that the antique world has such a great charm and so many people flock to it.

"Really? Grandpa Wu, I bought an ancient book at the stall this morning, and I don't know if the road is true or not, but no matter what, it's a little bit of my heart, I hope you don't refuse. Yu Lifei didn't care, how could he have thought that the big news that Wu Wengu said was the protagonist of him? Yu Lifei took out the old manuscript of Nanyue from his bag and respectfully sent it to Wu Wengu.

"Nanyue Old Manuscript?!!! less than, which ...... Did you buy this for fifty bucks this morning? Wu Wengu took it easily, but when he saw the title of the book, he was shocked and looked at Yu Lifei incredulously.

Last night, Yu Lifei spent 70 yuan to buy a Qianqing boy bathing cow picture ornament, and he already felt that it was rare. But today he only spent fifty yuan to buy a copy of the Song carving, such luck is really against the sky. He has dealt with antiques all his life, but he has never seen someone as lucky as Yu Lifei.

"I don't know if it's true or not." Yu Lifei smiled innocently, although his feeling was very good, he did not have the relevant ability to discriminate. And even if things are really good, he can't say why.

"Let me see. But less, whether this book is true or not, I can't ask for it. Wu Wengu calmed down his excitement and said slowly. Then, as if playing a trick, he took out a pair of white gloves, and after putting them on, he carefully picked up Nanyue's old manuscript on the table. Yu Lifei doesn't understand antiques, he doesn't know the rules of Lu Dao, how can such a valuable thing be placed on the dinner table casually.

"Grandpa Wu, I bought this book just to give it to you." Yu Lifei hurriedly said that for him, no matter how much this book is worth, it is only fifty yuan.

"Less, you can't be too sophisticated. I help you just because you have no relatives in Tanzhou, and I also appreciate your ability and personality, and I don't want you to give me something. Besides, can I take such a valuable thing? Do I dare to take it? Wu Wengu's face showed displeasure.

After finishing speaking, Wu Wengu no longer paid attention to Yu Lifei, took out a small and delicate magnifying glass, and looked at it carefully. Yu Lifei saw that he was so focused that he didn't dare to disturb him. After a long time, Wu Wengu put down the magnifying glass.

"Less, I still didn't believe it, how could Song Keben appear in Tanzhou. Now it seems that this is indeed the case. Wu Wengu sighed and said that the economic value of the Song version is left aside for the time being, and the cultural value alone can make people fascinated.

Although the wire-bound book only came out in the Song Dynasty, at the same time, it was also the best Song carved book. Because in the Song Dynasty, the carving was the most serious, it can be said that it was meticulous, and the proofreading was also extremely meticulous, and there would never be a typo or missing text. And the writing of the Song carved books is all from the hands of famous artists, not ordinary craftsmen.

In the books of the Song Dynasty, the paper was uniform and tidy, the ink color was clear and moist, and the printing effect was naturally very white, quiet and refreshing. And the ink is just right, even if it is stained with water, after drying, there will be no obvious marks, open the book, there will naturally be a bookish fragrance.

Moreover, in the book of the Song Dynasty, if the name of the emperor appears, it will be avoided, probably the principle is that the word will be missing. For example, "Kuang", then in the real Song carving book, there is no horizontal under the "king" inside, and it has become a "dry" word. There is also the word "light", and the middle one is also missing. There is no horizontal horizontal on the right side of the word "constant". The point of the word "zhen" and "bei" will not appear.

The typography of the Song version is exquisite. The distribution of the text is very particular, the height and width of the board frame and the number of lines are determined by the font size and the proportion of the number of words per line required by the design in advance, and the large character book has seven or eight lines per half page, and each line is about fifteen or six words or less; The small print book has 134 lines per half page, and each line is about 234 words or more. Nowadays, the most popular is the Chinese character book with nine to twelve lines per half leaf and eighteen to twenty-two characters per line. Many scholars have used the original Song engraving to correct the errors of the ancient books engraved since the Ming and Qing dynasties and restore the true appearance of the ancient books.

In the Song Dynasty, the government attached great importance to the proofreading, and even the emperor personally interrogated and hired experts to check the checks. In order to ensure the quality of the engraving, the official has also taken a number of measures. If it is stipulated that three corrections need to be made before the rigidity is completed, that is, after the proofreading officer finishes the school, the re-surveyor will be sent to the re-examiner for re-schooling, and then sent to the chief judge and cabinet official for the third school, so that it can be used to stereotype. And the stereotype is completed, and the pattern has to be proofread again. In addition, the name of the person who conducted the collation should be included at the end of the volume as a sign of responsibility.

"Grandpa, how can Song Keben be so easy to buy, don't be blind." Although Wu Kexin's eyes have been looking at Nanyue's old manuscript, Yu Guang has been glancing at Yu Lifei. Seeing his calm face, he was secretly surprised in his heart. Although she didn't know the specific value of the Song carving book, it was obviously worth a lot of money from the fact that her grandfather was so excited. And no matter how Yu Lifei looks at it, he doesn't look like a rich man, and in the face of such a valuable thing, it is really rare to be able to stop his heart.

"Why, you don't believe in grandpa's vision anymore? Let's do it, wait for Zhiwei to palm. Wu Wengu said that the Zhiwei he was talking about, known as Ren Zhiwei, was Ren Jingtian's father and his former student. Now he works at the Cultural Relics Bureau, specializing in the history of the Song Dynasty. Although Wu Wengu is Ren Zhiwei's teacher, he is really not as proficient in the history of the Song Dynasty as Ren Zhiwei.

"Grandpa Wu, I believe in your vision, and I don't need to ask others to see it." Yu Lifei shook his head lightly and said slowly.

"You don't believe it, Uncle Ren is an expert in studying the Song Dynasty, and only after his appraisal can it be considered true." Wu Kexin's beautiful eyes widened, and he said unhappily.

"It's less than, let Zhiwei take a look. If you let him know that there is a Song carving book in Dao Tanzhou, even if you don't go to him, he will take the initiative to come to you. Wu Wengu said with a smile that all collectors and connoisseurs cannot become "home" if they are not obsessed with antiques. Ren Zhiwei's research on the history of the Song Dynasty has also reached the point of obsession, as long as it is something from the Song Dynasty, he wants to study it. And Song Keben is a rare good thing, if he knows it, he will definitely find it to appreciate it.

Originally, Wu Wengu wanted to meet Yu Lifei and take him to the museum for an interview. But now because of Nanyue's old manuscript, when looking for a job, it has been left behind, and it is the most important thing to appreciate this Nanyue old manuscript first.