"Boss Su, what's the matter, you also like this book?" Li Xuanmo stood up and said with a smile, he knew the person who spoke, it was Su Dahai, an antique dealer who dealt in ancient books in the antique city next to him. Su Dahai is skinny and skinny, with a pair of black-framed glasses, and looks like a university professor.

Of course, this is only to seem, in fact he has a limited amount of ink in his stomach. Despite this, he is a rare book lover, who usually practices calligraphy, helps people write store names, makes some small advertisements, and earns some pocket money. Occasionally, I am also seen reading some books, as if I am concentrating on scientific research. Because he has encountered many scenes of his connection with reading, and often sees him meditating on ancient books in his hand, everyone would rather believe that he loves to read, but his love for ancient books comes from the heart and he often buys them. So whenever anyone has ancient books of the Ming and Qing dynasties, contact him more.

Li Xuanmo and Su Dahai are old acquaintances, if the old manuscript of Nanyue in this book was not discovered by Yu Lifei, he would have contacted Su Dahai after the market ended. Unexpectedly, early in the morning, Su Dahai came to the market.

Ancient books, in the antique world of Tanzhou City, not many people understand. In the antique shop, there are illiterate and semi-literate people, and they can't even recognize a few simplified characters, let alone how to look at the dizzy traditional Chinese characters. Therefore, ancient books are relatively cheap, although Su Dahai does not bid high each time due to financial problems, he can still buy a sufficient supply.

Su Dahai has seen a lot and has a unique insight into the value of ancient books, and thinks that the price of ancient books is the cheapest in the antique shop, and it is simply the price of cabbage sold by treasures. With the deepening of the study of ancient books, Su Dahai's vision became higher and higher, and he always pondered buying some ancient books before the Ming Dynasty.

The ancient books of the Song and Yuan dynasties, in the era of antique dealers in the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, were sought-after goods, and high-ranking officials and nobles were even more eager to buy them. So the value hundreds of years ago was staggeringly high. Buying books from the Song and Yuan dynasties naturally became a dream in Su Dahai's heart. He silently observed in his small corner, waiting, and had already accumulated enough knowledge of the identification of Song and Yuan books. Just now he saw Li Xuanmo coming to the market from a distance, so he slowly paced over, but before he could walk to the stall, the transaction between Yu Lifei and Li Xuanmo had already been completed.

Although it was only a glimpse from afar, the amazing feeling made the adrenaline that he hadn't felt for many years rush into his brain at once. Even the myopia that has been around for many years seems to have suddenly improved, and the words on the ancient books, and even the material of the paper, can be seen clearly.

"Straw sandals, when did you get this book?" Su Dahai asked eagerly, he has always paid attention to Li Xuanmo's stall, as long as there are any new goods about ancient books, he will definitely be the first to get started.

"I went to collect the goods yesterday afternoon, and when I came back, it was already evening, so I didn't contact you." Li Xuanmo saw that Su Dahai was in a hurry, and said apologetically. There are few people who buy ancient books, so how could he have thought that they would be bought as soon as they were put out.

"Young man, could you show me this book just now?" Su Dahai was so anxious that he stomped his feet, not caring about blaming Li Xuanmo, he just wanted to confirm his judgment now, was he dazzled by the glimpse just now.

"Okay." Yu Lifei saw the longing and expectant look in Su Dahai's eyes, his heart softened, and he took out this old manuscript of Nanyue again.

When he saw Yu Lifei take out the ancient books, Su Dahai took a deep breath to calm his fanatical heart. Although he had never seen the Song version of the book, the characteristics of the things in front of him were obvious, and they were completely consistent with the knowledge he had memorized in his head; In his old experience bank, this book is indeed different from all the books he has seen, the font imitates willow font, which is in line with the characteristics of the Song version of the book. From the exquisiteness of the paper and engraving printing, it also vetoes the possibility of future generations copying.

Su Dahai carefully flipped from beginning to end, and he was completely sure that it was a good thing, and it was the treasure he dreamed of. Although Su Dahai was not admitted to university, he loved to study in the later period, he had goods in his stomach, and his heart and eyes were enough, so he took a few deep breaths and temporarily suppressed his excitement. In as plain a tone as possible, he asked, "Young man, are you reselling this book?" ”

"I'm sorry, but I don't sell it." Yu Lifei had actually noticed the fanaticism in Su Dahai's eyes a long time ago, and he was still a little nervous. Although he is not afraid of trouble, he also does not want to cause trouble. This book is used to give away, the price is cheap, and the most important thing is that the thing is good, and it is the most suitable to use people to give away. Spending a little money to do big things is the golden rule of being a man.

"I can add money, straw sandals, how much does this book sell?" Su Dahai turned his head and asked Li Xuanmo, although this approach was a bit unruly, but now he couldn't take care of anything.

"Fifty." Li Xuanmo said, now he vaguely feels that this book is indeed a good thing, but he is clumsy and does not see it.

"Young man, I'll give you a hundred, can you resell it to me?" Su Dahai said, and immediately took out a hundred yuan.

"I'm sorry, but I don't sell it." Yu Lifei still said the same thing, for him, no matter how much money Su Dahai paid, he would not resell it. This is a gift that he chose to repay Wu Wengu's favor, he thinks it is very suitable, and then let him find a gift like this, firstly, there is not enough time, and secondly, he may not be able to meet someone who makes him feel again.

"Five hundred!" Su Dahai did not give up, although he devoted all his energy to the study of ancient books, but his vision of people was also very accurate, Yu Lifei's living conditions were not very good, he should be able to use money to let the other party go.

"I'm sorry, I have to go." Yu Lifei was unmoved, he really needed money, but what he needed more than money was to repay Wu Wengu's favor. If you owe money to others, there is a number to measure, and you know how much you owe. But the human favor owed to others is immeasurable. Receiving the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated with a spring, which is one of his principles of life.

"Five thousand!" Su Dahai gritted his teeth and shouted a sky-high price, in the stall market, there are only a handful of objects with more than a hundred, and thousands of objects are even rarer. If these stall owners have good goods, they usually take the initiative to deliver them to the store, or invite people to their homes to see the goods, and it is impossible to put them out.

Li Xuanmo heard Su Dahai's price shouting, his heart squeaked, just now he only quoted one hundred and fifteen, and the last fifty was the last fifty. Now when I heard Su Dahai shouting out the price of five thousand, my heart felt like I had been stabbed, and Zilala was spurting blood.

"I won't sell it for 50,000, it's not about money." Yu Lifei stopped, turned around, and said. Indeed, he is very financially tight now, and he bought seventy last night, plus the current fifty, and he is only a hundred yuan. But this didn't make him realize the book, because through Su Dahai, he had basically determined that he seemed to have a special feeling for valuable antiques.

Seeing Yu Lifei leave with firm steps, Su Dahai was so regretful that he beat his chest. If he had come over earlier, if he had been able to pay more before, I am afraid that Li Xuanmo would have transferred this old manuscript of Nanyue to him. But now it's too late, and looking at Yu Lifei's appearance, he will definitely not make another move.

But just now he shouted, "Five thousand! At that time, it has alarmed others. In the antique market, the fastest spread and the most eye-catching story is this kind of story of picking up big leaks. Although the test of eyesight, financial strength, intelligence and luck is the test of leakage, even if it is one out of ten thousand, it can become a topic of conversation among others.

"Boss Su, what leak did that person pick up just now?" If you know Su Dahai, you will immediately come over and ask.

"Looking at the quality and material of that book, it can't be a Song version of the book, right?"

"How can there be any Song version of the book now, at most the Qing Dynasty imitation carving."

……

There are different opinions, and there are all kinds of things to say, which makes Su Dahai even more depressed. Ignoring everyone, he paced back to his shop with his hands behind his back, and he didn't even want to visit the morning market.