Lin Yi was also a very curious person. Seeing that Lao Ding took out his treasure again, he couldn't help but come over to watch.

Old Ding intentionally showed off, but he didn't mind - after all, it was so anxious to have such a good baby but no one appreciated him.

So Lin Yi was lucky enough to become one of the four audiences. The other bookworms and bookworms also found that there seemed to be some earth-shaking treasures coming here, so they came over one by one.

In a short while, Lao Ding was surrounded.

In front of everyone, Lao Ding lit up the terrifying treasure like a stone monkey. He saw a few old newspapers wrapped in something,

It turned out to be a super large picture album, with the cover of the album written in a brush: "Portrait of the Qing Dynasty Figures"!

As this album was taken out, another book also fell down. Lin Yi's eyes were sharp-eyed, but it was a "Shuangzhaolou Poems and Drafts".

At this moment, everyone was attracted by the thick "Portraits of Qing Dynasty Figures". The album collected 290 portraits of characters painted with brushes. These portraits were cut and mounted on the albums on the silk cloth substrate. The portraits were all the same, including officials, literati, merchants, etc., all of them were lifelike. Each painting was 28 cm high and 16 cm wide. The total length was 46 meters, about 140 square feet.

As long as you are a book lover, there are many knowledgeable people. When you see this album, you can't help but be amazed, "This is a treasure of portraits of figures in the late Qing Dynasty, and it is rare!"

Lao Ding became even more proud after hearing this. He held the album as if he was holding some treasure.

Looking at the white-faced skin, the man with glasses and the three goldfish-eyed ones were all fascinated by the album. They looked like lustful people. When they saw a peerless beauty, their eyes glowed, their hands trembled, their minds were bumped, and their bodies were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

"Good thing!"

"What a baby!"

...

Amazed.

Just as everyone was focusing on this rare picture album, Lin Yi wiped his nose, but said to the old Ding a little embarrassedly: "Boss, can you let me read the "Shuangzhaolou Poetry Draft"?" His words were very polite.

If it were normal, the stall owner Lao Ding and others would probably pay attention to the high lyrics of this poem, but in front of this number of albums, the lyrics of the poem seemed so inconspicuous and dull. So Lao Ding said generously: "Take it and read it. That book was brought by the prodigal son. If anyone buys this album, I will give it to you for nothing!"

Lao Ding's "encouragement" policy is obviously not effective, because everyone knows that since he can give away a free copy of the poem, it is estimated that the price of this album will not be much lower.

Only after hearing this, Lin Yi felt a little moved.

Why?

Because from the beginning, Lao Ding took out these treasures, Lin Yi smelled a faint fragrance of books on his nose. When Lin Yi was surprised, when he followed the fragrance to check that it was He Treasure, he found that the source of the fragrance of books was not the album that was sought after by everyone, but the inconspicuous "Shuangzhaolou Poetry Draft"!

This is strange.

Lin Yi was a little confused for a while, so he was embarrassed to ask to read this book to solve his doubts.

After taking the poem manuscript, Lin Yi looked at it and found that it was a top-notch white and exquisite publication. He opened the three volumes of "Shuangzhaolou Poetry Manuscripts" and the original packaging corners are all inscribed.

The author of this poem is "Wang Zhaoming", but he has another name that almost everyone knows, and that is the traitor "Wang Jingwei".

This book was written by Wang Jingwei, the earliest version of the book. Wang's surrender to the enemy and was despised by the people of the country, but his poems often have many wonderful sentences. Before the Xinhai period, he assassinated the Regent Zaifeng and was imprisoned. He was sentenced to "sing generously in Yanshi, calmly as a prisoner of Chu. He led a knife to form a piece and live up to the young man." It resonated with many revolutionaries, and people still chanted it today. With Qian Zhongshu's talent, he looked down on ancient and modern times, and it was difficult for anyone to admire him. However, he couldn't help but say that "the master of the Shuangzhaolou Poetry Draft" by Wang Jingwei was rarely seen." But later, because of his surrender to the enemy, this collection of poems was banned and destroyed after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, and was rarely passed down from generation to generation.

Of course, even if this poem is cherished very much, it is not worth Lin Yi's attention, because he knew that a poem about the Republic of China with such a look is at most about 8,000 yuan, and this book can emit a faint fragrance of books. It is obvious that there are other mysteries, so Lin Yi continued to look through it carefully, and finally, he finally discovered...

At this time, the bookworms, bookworms and book lovers were all attracted by Lao Ding's "Portraits of Qing Dynasty Figures" and did not notice Lin Yi's small actions.

Baimian and his two friends are both regular visitors to Taoshu in Confucius Temple. Their group has a nickname called "Shulin Sanbao". The reason is that they all have the word "bao" in their names. Baimian is called Luo Dabao, the man with glasses is called Zhang Xiaobao, and the goldfish eyes is called Liu Jinbao.

The three of them always like to make a piece of books to buy them so that they can squeeze one mouth to death. At this moment, they started fucking with Lao Ding and asked how much the album can be sold.

Lao Ding is not a good person. He can hang a big gold chain on his neck and wear a sandalwood string on his wrist. He has also seen a big battle. So he opened his mouth and made everyone lose their big teeth: "300,000! And even a child cannot be missed!"

Although this Confucius Temple is also a Feng Shui treasure land for buying and selling old goods and goods, it has sold countless hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars, but not many such picture albums cost 300,000 yuan.

Even if the "Three Treasures of Shulin" are knowledgeable and generous, they can't help but be stunned.

"Three hundred thousand is not a small amount. Lao Ding, you really dare to ask for it." Baimian Piluo Dabao took a breath of air conditioning.

Old Ding grinned his teeth and said with a smile: "The main reason is that my baby is worth this price--I have said it a long time ago, this is a thunderbolt, not everyone can dig it."

Look down on people.

Luo Dabao was angry, but he really liked this album. It was so exquisite. If he was taken to auction, it might cost millions, which was just a "thunderbolt", so he could only take action in such a place.

But although Luo Dabao is rich, he is not the rich man who can easily blink hundreds of thousands of eyes. The rich man doesn’t care about money. What they collectors care the most is whether the purchase price is high.

Why do you say so?

The rich man throws money at a glance, telling everyone that we are stupid and rich!

Collectors always spend money on buying things to prove that they have a vicious vision and accurate action, and they have not spent money in vain.

Therefore, many collectors have the capital of the rich, but they cannot do the actions of the rich.

Luo Dabao is an example.

For him, 300,000 can be obtained, the question is whether it is worth it--

Just as Luo Dabao was ready to ask Lao Ding to have a long century-long negotiation and bargaining, someone burst out laughing.

The familiar laughter is so crisp and so unrestrained...

Luo Dabao looked at Lin Yi without thinking.

The others also looked at the place where the laughter came out - Lin Yi.

Lin Yi wiped his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

He was checking the manuscript of the poem just now, but he didn't expect that the book was the same as what he guessed, so he couldn't help laughing proudly. When he looked up, he saw a group of people looking at him strangely.

At this moment, Lin Yi was really embarrassed. He first returned the book "Shuangzhaolou Poetry Draft" quietly, and then said to Luo Dabao: "That... didn't disturb you, right?"

Luo Dabao had a gloomy face: "What do you think?" He was speechless about this guy from another place. He was so rude. He didn't see us discussing a big deal worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. You could even grin -- who are you laughing at me?!

Lin Yi wiped his nose again and said, "I'm sorry, you guys continue."

Luo Dabao sneered: "Continue, of course we have to continue. Why? Seeing you laugh so happily, am I so funny? Otherwise, you can give this book to you if you pay 300,000 yuan!"

This move is done again.

Lin Yi continued to wipe his nose embarrassedly and said, "Are you sure?"

Luo Dabao didn't hear clearly: "..."

Lin Yi said again: "Are you sure you give me 300,000 yuan in this book?" He smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was not joking.

But Luo Dabao laughed, and everyone else laughed.

Tears were almost coming out of laughter.

A guy who just now couldn't even take out 500 yuan actually made a big fuss and said that he would take out 300,000 yuan. Was he crazy?

...
Chapter completed!