A bag of eighty old books is very heavy for Lin Yi, but it is very happy. Especially if you can find so many "grid books" at one time, it is also a good luck.

For the fat boss, he was very happy to sell his books for 800 yuan at once, because he collected these books by pounds from the library, and only spent less than 100 yuan in total.

In short, both the fat boss and Lin Yi felt that they were the big winners, they all took advantage of the situation, and they all got happiness. The fat boss's daughter was also very happy. The big rice cake in her hand was licked with her tongue, which was delicious.

Here, Lin Yi carried a sack on his back and continued to browse other old book stalls. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time to go to the temple fair. The country people and the county towns were busy all year round. It was rare to have a temple fair. Almost everyone came. Looking around, it was dark, crowded, and there were countless people in their heads.

Lin Yi carried a sack on his back and forth in the crowd. Seeing that there was something he liked, he stopped to look for a while.

During this period, a book seller showed him some news pictures. An old man next to him muttered, "Hey, you took it down." The man didn't understand what he meant. Lin Yi explained, "It's okay, he thought you took it down and you were disrespectful." If this matter was put in the 1960s and 1970s, you would have to suffer a great loss and be arrested by militia or police. It was classified as a crime of vicious attack and insulting the great leader or the current crime of counter-revolution and being sentenced by the Military Control Commission in the General Assembly. Now it's okay, just take it casually."

After saying that, Lin Yi took the opportunity to browse the old books on the book stall, either pirated books or fake articles - pictures from the Greedy period, big-character posters, and a large portrait of the "Great Leader" wearing green military uniforms, waving to the masses. Seeing the yellowness of the paper, it would be strange if it was not soaked in potions. Alas, if you dare to soak the great leader in potions, this would be possible if you were in that era, not to mention being locked up in a cowshed for labor reform, even if you were sentenced.

Leaving this stall, Lin Yi continued to browse other book stalls. Those used book stalls were basically ordinary books. At most, he could take a few glances and change the stalls. In this way, in just half an hour, he had read nearly half of hundreds of book stalls.

...

Just as Lin Yi wanted to enter a book stall and sweep it up again to see if there were any good books to do, he heard Lao Cao shouting at him not far away: "Lin Yi, Brother Lin, here, I'm here!" Then Lin Yi saw Lao Cao jumping hard and waved, and the iconic big bald head was so dazzling and outstanding in his black head.

Lao Cao seemed to have also found a lot of good books. He carried a handbag and looked happy. When he saw Lin Yi coming over, he said, "How is it, have you gained anything?"

"Where are you?" Lin Yi asked back.

Lao Cao proudly lifted the big bag in his hand, "All bags are, but a little mixed."

"Let me see." Lin Yi was curious, not knowing what treasures Lao Cao had found.

"Just look at it, don't drool!" Old Cao was very proud.

Lin Yi opened Lao Cao's big bag and looked through it. He saw that there were more than a dozen books in it, namely--

Zheng Zhenduo's "Xi Di Shu Talk" was published by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles Publishing House in 1983, and 1 volume, 1 edition and 1 printed version. Lao Cao bought it for 10 yuan. Now this set is good for about 200 yuan.

Wang Shixiang's "Cricket Score Collection" was collected in 1993 by Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House. Lao Cao bought it for 35 yuan. Now this book is available for sale for about 930 yuan.

Wang Shixiang's "Chinese Pigeon Whistle" was published by Liaoning People's Publishing House in 2000. Lao Cao bought it for 10 yuan. Now this book is available for sale for about 280 yuan.

"Spark Fire" 9.10 two volumes, the 1960s version of People's Literature Publishing House, Lao Cao bought it for 6 yuan, and now a book with good quality can be sold for about 25 yuan.

Chen Shou's "Three Kingdoms" volumes were published by Zhonghua Book Company Press in 1973. Lao Cao bought it for 25 yuan. Now this set is available for sale for about 100 yuan.

...

In other words, this time, Lao Cao spent only 86 yuan to buy old books worth 1,555 yuan. It can be said that he has a sharp vision and is worthy of being a veteran in playing old books.

At this moment, Lao Cao was full of beauty and looked like a "senior" in the book industry. He used to follow Lin Yi's butt and didn't even have a leak. Now he has grown up and finally ran in front of Lin Yi and almost finished picking up the leaks he should have. At this moment, this feeling of making others have no leaks to pick up is so good, just like fighting with his first love for three hundred rounds in bed.

Of course, my heart was filled with joy. On the surface, Cao Yidao had to "consider" Lin Yi's mood and said, "Oh, it's a problem for a child. If it weren't for your little girl pestering you, you probably would have picked up all these books. Your reputation as the king of picking up the bargain is not a big deal. But this time, I, Lao Cao, have a little gain." Then he glanced at Lin Yi very pretentiously, hoping to see Lin Yi's face showing a frustration and regretful expression. But Lao Cao was disappointed, and Lin Yi had no expression on his face, and he was very calm.

Is this time to calm down?

Not to mention comparison, Wang Shixiang’s “Cricket Score Collection” leaked almost 1,000 yuan!

So Lao Cao felt a little unhappy and asked Lin Yi dissatisfiedly, "Little Linzi, I see you have carved a sack. Have you also found some good books?"

Lin Yi smiled modestly, "There are no good things, they are just some foreign classics."

When Lao Cao heard this, he became even more active, "The classics are good, and educated people like to read classics. Come, let me see what classics you have found?" He stretched out his neck and shook his big bald head and looked into Lin Yi's sack.

Lin Yi said, "You can watch it casually."

Lao Cao couldn't wait to open the sack, and then he saw a sack of "grid books". He was stunned because on those grid books, the first one was the hardcover "Anssen Fairy Tale Selection".

Old Cao took out the hardcover book tremblingly, looked through it, carefully, and carefully. Finally, he stared at Lin Yi and said, "This... is all true? Have you bought a sack of grid books?"

Lin Yi nodded, "Yes, it seems to be drawn from a certain library, and the appearance is very good. Unfortunately, there is a collection seal, otherwise it would be ranked 95th grade." Lin Yi said with some regret.

Lao Cao's heart was bleeding, and he asked carefully: "Then how much did you spend on this hardcover book?"

Lin Yi: "I gave it to you."

"What?" Cao Yidao's voice became louder and he looked at Lin Yi incredibly, "Dog said, which seller is this? Why is he so ignorant of the goods? He actually gave one or two thousand things at will?" But the subtext in his heart was, why didn't he give it to me? Why didn't I meet it?

"How could this happen? This sack of grid book... Kobayashi, did you buy it from there?"

Lin Yi pointed at the direction, and Lao Cao's face wrinkled into bitter gourd, "I swept over there, how could there be such a large fish that slipped through the net?"

Lin Yi shrugged, unable to answer such a profound question from him.

At this moment, Lao Cao, who was still arrogant just now, turned into a frost-beaten eggplant, and was wilted. It was not until Lin Yi urged him to go to another stall to see it that he woke up, but he was still muttering in his heart, how could it be, how could it be encountered by him? It makes no sense. I swept it very carefully and didn't even let an ant go...

...

Lin Yi and Lao Cao formed the "Taobao duo" and began to continue sweeping the remaining old book stalls.

Lin Yi now has a high vision. It is basically not that he doesn’t buy books he likes, nor that he doesn’t buy books that are of great value, nor that he doesn’t buy books that he likes but is too thick. It is not that he is too pretentious, but that he is too tired and can’t memorize so many books.

In contrast, Lao Cao's light chariot is much more leisurely and casual than Lin Yi. This guy deliberately rubbed Lin Yi in front of him, dodging left and right like a loach in the crowd, as if showing his agile figure. All his behaviors are hinting at one sentence, and it is good that the few books are good.

Lao Cao was jumping fast and soon realized something was wrong. Why was there no one behind him? When he looked back, he saw Lin Yi stopping in front of an old book stall, not knowing what he was reading.

Old Cao was curious and thought to himself, did this kid see some treasure again? No, he wants to go over and take a look!

So Lao Cao hurriedly turned his horse's head and went to the old book stall full of people--
Chapter completed!