Of course, Lin Yi didn't know who this person was, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted like this.

Aberle on the other side looked at them and said:

"Looks like you know this guy?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the name of the person on the title page with his yellowed nails.

Qian Sheng smiled and waved his hand again and again.

"I don't know or don't know, I just feel a little kind to see the old objects on the mainland here."

His behavior was a bit abnormal, and Lin Yi and the others immediately understood what he meant.

This notebook is definitely not ordinary, Qian Sheng must have seen something, and now he pretends not to care, and if Abel has the meaning to come up with it later, he will bargain.

"No need to pretend, I noticed from a few of you just came in, you still have you."

Abel stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Yi and Qian Sheng.

"I never look at things a second time, I know what I can see and what I can't see when I sweep my eyes, it's not easy to be young."

Seeing that he was seen through by Abel at a glance, Qian Sheng rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"You don't rub sand in your eyes, junior me, I won't sing anything here, I have indeed heard of this book."

Abel looked up and laughed, and it was a heartfelt joy rather than mockery.

"Tell me about it."

"That junior will dare to show off in front of you. In the 50s, with the personal approval of Zhou Gong, a special organization was set up for the 'Xiangjiang Secret Acquisition of Cultural Relics Group', which was directly allocated by the higher authorities and earmarked for the purchase of important cultural relics that had been lost or were about to be lost overseas in Xiangjiang. ”

Abel squinted, smiled and nodded, and motioned for Qian Sheng to continue.

"In this group, the most famous one is this Xu Baijiao, Xu Dagongzi, because of the special nature of his work, not many people know his name, but his father, Mr. Xu Senyu is definitely this in the antique circle."

Qian Sheng stretched out his thumb and gestured.

"Mr. Xu has inherited Mr. Xu's mantle, and he has no ability.

At that time, with a few colleagues, he saved countless national treasures in the Xiangjiang territory, so that they could get rid of the misfortune of losing overseas and return to their homeland, among which I will mention a few of the most famous, the "Mid-Autumn Festival" by Wang Xianzhi, the son of Wang Xizhi, the "Book Saint"! ”

There is no need for him to say how heavy the "weight" of this copy is.

Even Wang Qiang couldn't help but be shocked.

Qian Sheng continued:

"There is also a "Boyuan Post" by Wang Xian's nephew Wang Xun!"

Several people were all stunned at the moment.

"The three copies of 'Sanxitang' were actually taken back in Xiangjiang!"

Bai Lu exclaimed in surprise.

She had previously participated in the recording of a documentary about the origin of the various palaces in the Forbidden City, and what impressed her very much was that there was a small room on the west side of the Yangxin Palace, and a plaque with the large characters "Sanxi Hall" inscribed by Qianlong's imperial pen hung on the wall.

The house once treasured three rare calligraphy treasures from ancient Chinese calligraphy: Wang Xizhi's "Clear Post in the Fast Snow" of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, "Mid-Autumn Post" by Wang Xizhi's son Wang Xianzhi, and "Boyuan Post" by Wang Xianzhi's nephew Wang Xun.

Its preciousness is self-evident, but I didn't expect it to be brought back by the "secret purchase group" in Xiangjiang.

Before her surprise could be taken back, Qian Sheng spoke again.

"In addition to these two copybooks, there is also a picture of "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" in Gu Hong of the Southern Tang Dynasty!"

"Holy."

Halfway through the foul mouth, Wang Qiang knew that he was speechless, and quickly swallowed the words back.

Unexpectedly, Abel was happy.

"It's been a long time since I've heard the authentic Beijing scolding, it's quite kind, the people here are 'throwing' and 'throwing' all day long, and they are about to lose myself."

"Sir, you are really funny, the younger generation is a class with an axe, there are places where you can not get to, you can correct more."

Abel shook his head with relief.

"That's right, I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who remember this organization, remember Brother Baijiao, it's worth it! I've asked thousands of mainland tourists here, and you're the first. ”

With that, Abel got up with the back of his chair, closed the notebook, pushed it to them, and walked back to the shop with his hands behind his back.

Qian Sheng hurriedly chased after him with his notebook.

"Senpai, your notebook."

Abel waved his hand without looking back: "I gave it to you." ”

"This"

Qian Sheng glanced back at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi also hurriedly got up and chased after him, but he didn't expect that after Abel pushed the door into the house, he turned over a "closed" sign.

"Do you have any cash on you?"

Qian Sheng rummaged through his backpack and took out a stack of brand-new Xiangjiang banknotes.

"That's it, everything else is change."

Lin Yi took the banknote and came to the door of Abo's store, and stuffed it through the crack in the door below.

The two returned to the rest area at the entrance of the bubble tea shop again, where Wang Qiang and Bai Lu were already studying the contents of the notebook.

"Why don't you go and ask the old gentleman again, what is written in this book? Why can't you read a word? ”

Lin Yi took the notebook and flipped through a few pages in his hand.

Except for the name on the title page, which is in traditional Chinese, everything in it is written in a script that has never been seen before, and it is not even possible to judge whether it is a script or not.

"Third child, let's see what the situation is?"

Qian Sheng took the notebook, carefully flipped through a few pages, and immediately asserted:

"This is an encrypted ledger, in the past, the antique shop of the ledger will be treated like this, especially when there is that kind of unknown source in this shop, there will also be a dark account, the content here, except for the account room and the owner no one can understand, or you have to find the corresponding code book with it.

I still remember the book "Holding the Remnant Sutra" that Mr. Wang Xiangfu said, which is almost the same as this. ”

"Then what are you waiting for, go in and ask, give us such a thing, I can't understand it, and his old man won't tell us about it."

"Didn't you see that the old gentleman was already closed? It's the meaning of closing the door to thank guests, I guess, he can't solve the content of this himself, he just wants to find someone who is destined to bring it back to the mainland.

Let's take it first, and then slowly figure out how to unravel the contents after we get back. ”

The driver of the Qin family had already driven the car back according to the address they had sent.

Before Lin Yilin got into the car, he glanced back at the inconspicuous shop, but there was still no movement.

So I got up and got into the car.

Back at the hotel, people were sleepy, the group washed up, came down to have dinner, took a walk, eliminated food, and Bai Lu returned to his room to rest.

Lin Yi and Wang Qiang got together to smoke, drink and chat.

"You said that we came to this fight for the second day, and the people of the Yang family also saw it, and they intercepted their Hu, and the live broadcast was also broadcast, how could the Feng family be so calm and not come to us for trouble?"

Wang Qiang asked, holding his wine glass.

"Don't, don't talk about it, you can't stop talking about it, and it's going to be bad."

As soon as Qian Sheng finished speaking, he received a message from his apprentice on his mobile phone. (End of chapter)