"I've won! I've actually won!!!"

I don’t know who was there to shout. They were all holding their breath and watching the people who opened the treasures on the scene. They were excited. Most of these people had never seen the rare villain books in the box with their own eyes. They heard that they were worth more than 5 million. At this time, those who were standing behind were trying hard to squeeze forward, wanting to see the real situation of the rare books in this "Taobao box".

Now around the platform, Jiu Ye specially invited the men who were maintaining order to get busy and formed a circle to stop the people outside. Jiu Ye was reaching out to pick up the rare little man's books that were flowing out of the Taobao box, his eyes full of surprise.

"It's really what I put in with my own hands, how can I bear to let it go." Master Jiu was nagging while looking at his mouth. After all, he had been hiding these treasure books for more than 20 years, and now he really wanted to become someone else's. He couldn't help but feel a little painful in his heart. People who love books are like this. Every time they lose their treasures, their hearts are cut like a knife, let alone throwing them all in one go.

"Little brother, will you sell this box of treasures? I'll pay 3 million yuan"

Seeing that Lin Yi really won the bid, someone in the crowd called out the price. Lin Yi looked at the man and it was the big collector "Zhao Baiwan" who came to Zhejiang. Zhao Baiwan spent 500,000 to buy ten numbers, but all failed. It can be said that he was wasted and didn't even hear a sound. At this time, when he saw Lin Yi getting treasure, he immediately started to make the idea of ​​this box of treasures.

Lin Yi is not a fool. Since he knew that the box of villain books is worth more than 5 million, he would not sell them at a low price. He shook his head without thinking.

"Little brother, you don't look like you are a little bitchy. You are very happy in this industry. Since this is the case, these things are useless to you. Why not sell them to me cheaply, and you can make some cash." Zhao Baiwan, who was just calling, was a little unwilling to give up and continued.

"Everyone, calm down first, wait until we compare these villain books with my list, so as not to think that I am an old man is using some tricks." Jiu Ye was careful, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to check them in person. Although he put these villain books in, the specific number of books and names he put must be compared with the book list he gave, so that he can make his Jiu Ye be honest in his work.

Everyone calmed down when they heard this, Zhao Baiwan shut up, Lin Yi stopped talking, and everyone watched Jiu Ye "inspection".

Jiu Ye checked it very carefully. He first took the book list and crossed out the other one. Soon, the names and versions of the 300 villain books on the book list were basically compared.

The crowd around them stretched their necks and watched carefully as Jiu Ye sorted the little man books and placed them on different plates like treasures, like delicious dishes, which made people think about it.

Some of them saw it clearly with sharp eyes and exclaimed: "Oh my God, that plate is all the finest products from the Cultural Revolution period, and more than fifty books are worth almost 300,000 yuan."

"What's that? Look over there, there are all the books that were scarce in the fifties. There are tens of thousands of books, almost more than 100 books, which is more than 1 million."

"Am I dazzled? Those are comic pictures, water Margin, comic pictures, Journey to the West, comic pictures, comic pictures, the comic pictures, the comic pictures, the list of gods, and the comic pictures, Yue Fei! They are all from the Republic of China versions! Oh my God, among them, the comic pictures, the comics, the comics, the comics, in early June 1927, I know very well. This set of books is painted by Chen Danxu, with a full set of 24 volumes, each volume of 32 pictures, and a total of more than 700 pictures. They are treasures in the treasures in the collection, and one set is worth 500,000!"

There were a burst of amazement, as if they had discovered treasures, which caused everyone's eyes to shine and their minds to stir up.

The participants who did not buy the "Taobao box" looked at Lin Yi enviously, with indescribable jealousy on their faces.

Lin Yi remained silent, without any slight pride or ecstasy, as if he was not him, but someone else.

"Beautiful boy, I am a real person. I'm selling it to me for 3.2 million yuan. I'll make friends!" This time the person who spoke was the "Uncle Hongqi" from Guangdong.

"Uncle Hongqi, you're so dark. Just the five sets of villain books in the Republic of China version are almost three million. Are you still embarrassed to pay 3.2 million? Brother, think about it for 3.3 million." This time the speech was "Yuchi Gong" among the "Left and Left Door Gods".

"You guys are so embarrassed to offer a price. Don't treat others as fools. If you really want to sell it, I, Zhao Baiwan, can offer a price of 3.4 million. What do you think?"

The four major Tibetan friends from north and south offered prices to Lin Yi one after another, but Lin Yi ignored any of them and just stared at Master Jiu.

The reason is very simple. As long as the book is still in the hands of others, it is not your own and you have no right to make a decision to buy or sell.

Jiu Ye's hands, covered with blue veins, gently stroked the villain's books, as if he was stroking his parting children, looking pious and caring, and a hint of sadness appeared on his ancient face.

We'll be separated after all.

It's been more than twenty years.

It’s enough for you to be with me for so many years, and I’m content!

Stopped the action in his hand, Master Jiu took the tray handed over by Erlangzi, put the rare villain books back, and then turned around. He looked very old, as if he had suddenly become much older. His thin face tried hard to squeeze out a smile and said to Lin Yi: "There are 300 books in total, all the same as the ones on the list, one is not many, one is not many, and the value is definitely more than 5 million. Please take a closer look."

Lin Yi shook his head and said, "I can trust you, Master Jiu."

Master Jiu smiled, "This is a business, a business, and a fortune you bet on. It's better to have a look at the real money and silver."

Unsuccessful, Lin Yi had to take the book list, check it out briefly, and then said: "No problem is just." Lin Yi glanced at the friends who were still rushing to bid, and seemed to have the intention of asking Master Jiu.

"If these treasures are yours, you can just take care of them yourself. Don't pay attention to me, the old man." Jiu Ye was also excited at this moment. When it was time to shake his hands, it would be useless to worry. He was a little tired and sat back on his chair, with no sadness on his face. It seemed that he no longer cared about these things outside his body.

Those Tibetan friends from all over the world who collected the books of villains were quiet for a moment. Everyone calculated the gains and losses of buying them in their minds, but no one was the first to bid for the price.

Lao Guo looked at Lin Yi with some jealousy and secretly said in his heart that Lin Yi was so lucky. He took out 50,000 and he also took out 50,000. He also got 5 million, but he didn't even find anything.

Jiang Lifu was also surprised by Lin Yi's uncanny luck. He even doubted whether Lin Yi was an alien in science fiction movies. Otherwise, this would be too evil. He could also win one percent chance. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, it would definitely be difficult to believe it.

"Little brother, since Master Jiu has spoken, we will pay another 100,000 yuan for the sake of Master Jiu, a total of 3.5 million. Sell all these villain books to me." Zhao Baiwan couldn't wait to speak.

Lin Yi doesn't play with Little Man Books much, and he believes that the collection of Little Man Books has reached a semi-saturation state. Even if it does not fall like stocks, its potential for appreciation in the future will become smaller and smaller. Now the price has increased by 3.5 million, which is 70 times his bid. Lin Yi was a little moved at this time.

"Old Zhao, aren't you specializing in comic manuscripts? I'll give this little book to my uncle. I'll pay 3.6 million yuan. My dear boy will consider it." Uncle Hongqi raised the price by 100,000 yuan again.

While Lin Yi was hesitating, the only female collector, Nalan Zhu, walked gracefully in front of him. Before the person arrived, the fragrant wind had arrived. He smiled charmingly and said, "Little brother, can you sell me these villain books?" His voice was indescribable and gentle.

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Nalan Zhu's request was a little beyond his expectations. Seeing that Lin Yi was not speaking, Nalan Zhu hurriedly continued: "I can buy it for 4.5 million yuan, do you think it's okay?"

Lin Yi was stunned, and the others were stunned. No one expected that this female collector Nalan Zhu was the most hidden one, and could get a price of 4.5 million yuan.

In the face of such a price, no one spoke. These 300 villain books can be sold for up to 5.5 million yuan, and they must have good shipping channels. 4.5 million yuan is already beyond their psychological price.

"Lin Yi, make a decision quickly. If you want to publish so many books at once, you will have to rely on luck in the future." Jiang Lifu was the most sober and immediately came to Lin Yi's ear to remind him.

Old Guo and Guo Zixing like to collect these things, and they are inevitably fond of love and are reluctant to let Lin Yi sell them, so they are regarded as muffled gourds at this time.

The Wang Changlin said enviously: "Yes, if you hide it, forget it. If you don't hide it, just turn it over. After passing this village, there is no such store."

"Little brother, I will give you time. You can think clearly. In Lianzang's line, I am a collector who sincerely collects these villain books and loves them. I am an art student. These precious works are all sources of inspiration for me. Maybe they are just collections for you, but they are souls for me." Nalan Zhu smiled like a flower, afraid that Lin Yi would not make up his mind, so she quickly explained.

"Okay, that's it, Miss Nalan, right? Since you have spoken, just do what you said."

Lin Yi nodded and agreed. The price of 4.5 million seems to be quite low. Then again, Lin Yi was still moved by the few words of Nalan Zhu. Yes, such a good baby is at most just a collection waiting for appreciation in her hands, but in her hands who are studying art, it is the source of inspiration and the embodiment of the souls of older generation artists.

"Okay, thank you, Lin Yi."

"Hey, how do you know my name?" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment.

Nalan Zhu smiled sweetly, "It's nothing, I just happened to know someone, and she just happened to know you."

Lin Yi: ""

Nalan Zhu said as she greeted people, opened a black password box, and carefully placed the 300 zodiac year's villain books in neatly.

After putting away the villain's book, Nalan Zhu took out a check book from her Kun bag, wrote a cash check of 4.5 million and handed it to Lin Yi. Lin Yi glanced at the eyes and knew that the cash check could be withdrawn and transferred at any time. He was not polite at the moment, so he took it and collected it.

After doing all this, Nalan Zhu suddenly smiled charmingly at Lin Yi and said, "Aren't you curious about who my friend who knows you?"

Lin Yi said, "Of course I'm curious, it would be best if you're willing to tell me."

"What, do you think I won't tell you?" Nalan Zhu's beautiful eyes were full of teasing.

Lin Yi "How could I know your thoughts?"

Nalan Zhu smiled. At this time, many men suddenly realized that she was such a beautiful woman. If women were classified, then Nalan Zhu was definitely a foreign product. It may not be eye-catching at first glance, but when she smiles or is ready to show her eyebrows at you, she will become a monster or a disaster.

"Come here." Nalan Zhu's eyes were as charming as silk, and suddenly curled her finger at Lin Yi.

In public, Lin Yijun's face turned red. Lao Guo and Jiang Lifu looked at him with neither good intentions, and then looked at Nalan Zhu. This woman is quite brave.

To be continued.
Chapter completed!