In the 1980s, there was a great academic trend in mainland China and Hong Kong for a while, so many literary classics from the Republic of China were dug out and reprinted and published in order to give back to readers who wished to understand the new literature of the Republic of China.

This photocopy version is basically exactly the same as the original version. There is no way to design the cover or the binding. It can basically be fake or real.

The most famous ones are nearly 100 new literatures of the Republic of China that were photocopied by the mainland "Shanghai Bookstore" in the 1980s, followed by some academic works of the Republic of China that were photocopied by "Shanghai Literature and Art".

These photocopy versions have now doubled their prices. For example, Zhang Ailing's "Romance" and "Legend" were used to be bought at a book stall for four or five yuan. With the rise of the new literature's popularity, it has now risen to hundreds of yuan. In addition to the explanation that the external seal is famous for its photocopy in 1980s, if you remove the external seal, you will become a "book of the Republic of China".

Because of this, many bad book vendors use inferior products as good products and fake products as real products, and sell this photocopy version as an old version of the new literature of the Republic of China, and shamelessly mark it as the "Nine Five-Year Plan" to make huge profits.

Those who know a lot about new literature can tell the authenticity from paper and other aspects. Those new literature enthusiasts who are just starting out are in trouble and spend thousands of dollars to buy fakes.

At this moment, Lin Yi woke up and was blinded by joy just now. He didn't pay close attention to the texture of the paper. After being reminded by the girl, he understood that this was probably a legendary photocopy, not the original one!

No matter how much the photocopy is, this paper can't deceive people in the end, and old and new products can be seen at a glance.

Lin Yi was extremely disappointed and felt like he was riding a roller coaster, falling directly from a high place.

Seeing this, the girl comforted him and said, "Although this book is not a real book, it is also a good photocopy version. It is amazing enough that you can find it in so many old books."

Is it amazing? I almost got a look.

Lin Yi smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for your reminder, I'd be afraid I would have made a fool of myself. I think Mr. Ouyang had been operating old books for so many years, but how could he leave such a good rare book in the pile of old books... It's just that I'm not pure in mind that I deceive myself and think I've found a treasure."

"Take a book is a kind of fun. If you treat it as a habit of picking up bargains, it will only make you more and more trouble and you will never be able to find the happiness you used to be." The girl said softly.

"You seem to know a lot." Lin Yi glanced at her.

The girl stretched her eyebrows, "It's a little bit---I used to like going to old bookstores and Taobao when I was abroad. I didn't buy them, and I was as lost as you are now."

"You've been abroad?" Lin Yi was a little surprised, but immediately felt that he had made a big fuss. He was a Hong Konger, and going abroad is not as difficult as being in the mainland. Besides, Thailand, the Philippines, and Malaysia are also considered foreign countries. As for the United States, France, and Japan... it depends on economic ability.

Sure enough, the girl laughed, "Why, it doesn't look like it?"

"No, I just envy you. The farthest place I have ever been to is here."

"No way?" This time it was the girl's turn to stare wide, looking surprised.

Lin Yi's face turned red and he coughed twice and said, "We won't talk about these things anymore. By the way, my name is Lin Yi. What's your name?"

The girl burst into laughter, "You are so weird. It's been so long since I remembered to ask for the name--" and then solemnly stretched out her hand and said, "So OK, let's introduce it officially. My name is Haitang, the crabapple of Haitang Flower!"

"Begonia?" Lin Yi looked at the girl and felt that this name was so suitable for her. No, people were more beautiful than the begonia flowers. "My name is Lin Yi, Shuangmulin, and the comfortable Yi."

The two shook hands.

Lin Yi felt that her hands were soft and boneless. When he remembered the scene of her tomboy sawing wood like a tomboy, he couldn't help but be surprised. Are these the same hands?

"Okay, from today on, we will officially meet. If you need anything, just open your mouth, such as making bookshelf, making bookcases, repairing tables, chairs and benches. Of course, I will give you a 20% discount." Haitang smiled and handed Lin Yi a business card. The business card contained her name and phone number, but the title was "Representative of the Express Assistance Service Company."

Lin Yi smiled, "I guess Xuan, I'm going to go back to the mainland soon. Could it be that in order to repair a table, you can run across the ocean..."

Haitang smiled heartily: "What's wrong? I'm willing to do it for my friends." After saying that, he blinked playfully.

...

Leaving the second floor, Lin Yi's hearty laughter remained in his mind.

"Maybe, I will never see her again." Lin Yi thought this way, and there was a hint of loss in his heart.

how so?

He doesn't understand.

...

Check out at the bookstore cashier.

Mr. Ouyang simply calculated that Lin Yi bought a total of eight books, spending 520 Hong Kong dollars.

When he checked the book "Border Town" by Shen Congwen, Mr. Ouyang looked at Lin Yi meaningfully, and then smiled and said, "Lin Sheng has a lot of eyesight. Although it is a photocopy of the new literature, it also has a high collection value. If it is a online sale, it will cost at least 100 yuan---Well, what I said, all the books upstairs are given to you at 20 yuan..."

Lin Yi was amused and crying. It was obvious that Mr. Ouyang had known that there was such a book upstairs for a long time, and he knew more clearly that this book was a "photocopy version" rather than a precious original version of the Republic of China. It was ridiculous that he was ecstatic when he first found it.

Ginger is still so spicy.

Sad, shame!

...

A total of 520 yuan. Although the cost is not much, Mr. Ouyang was very enthusiastic to help Lin Yi pack the book and hand it over to him. Before leaving, Mr. Ouyang also told Lin Yi that he would welcome him to come again next time.

After carrying the book bag, Lin Yi left the "Shenzhou Old Bookstore". This time, he bought books and found a variety of books. After seeing the so-called Hong Kong version of books, he almost found a rare book. Unfortunately, it was a mistake.

Just as Lin Yi was thinking, suddenly, a voice said, "Big Boss, you finally figured it out. Hey, I really bought so many books."

Lin Yi turned his head and saw that the bad boy Zhou Jiahua leaning against the wall outside the bookstore, imitating the appearance of the young and dandy in the movie, holding a cigarette in his mouth and smiling at him.

Lin Yi went over, reached out and took away his cigarette, then threw it on the ground and crushed it, saying, "I'm very addicted to smoking at such a young age."

"No, come again? This cigarette is very expensive." Zhou Jiahua looked aggrieved.

Lin Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you, I'll wait for you to come out." Zhou Jiahua kicked the crushed smoke with his feet, and it seemed that he felt really distressed.

"Wait for me?" Lin Yi looked at him strangely.

"Yes, see if you really like buying old books," said Zhou Jiahua.

"What's so strange about this?" Lin Yi lit up the book bag, "Have you never seen an old book?"

"No," Zhou Jiahua explained, "Actually... I actually have some old books at home, and I don't know if you want them?"

Damn, here you're here to sell the book.

"What book?" Lin Yi couldn't help but be curious.

"There are many, and there are several boxes left by my uncle. After his death, the books were piled in my room, which was quite a problem. If you want them, you can take them all away."

Lin Yi smiled, "So you are hiding here to fish, I am that big fish."

Seeing that Lin Yi was still joking, Zhou Jiahua urged: "Do you want it? If you don't want it, forget it. At worst, I can just treat it as a waste."

"A prodigal son, even if those books are sold to this old bookstore, how can they be sold as scrap?" Lin Yi couldn't help knocking on his forehead.

"Tsk, do you think I don't know. I've been here, I'm so tired that I brought a box of books, but they don't like it at all." Zhou Jiahua said dejectedly.

When Lin Yi heard this, he felt cold. The old books that Mr. Ouyang couldn't even look at were probably not good things.

"What, don't you?" Zhou Jiahua asked worriedly when he saw Lin Yi seemingly hesitating.

Seeing his nervous look, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Lead the way and go to your house to have a look. No matter what, you can't wait for so long in vain."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiahua quickly gave a thumbs up: "This is my good boss!"
Chapter completed!