When Lin Yichao looked at the set of "Zizhi Tongjian", he saw that the set of books, 10 hardcovers, with excellent quality, almost 95 grades. When he opened it, he saw that the paper on the inner page had turned yellow, and the beige paper showed simplicity and elegance. The whole 10 volumes were placed together, showing a spectacular atmosphere. On the copyright page of the first volume, it was clearly written: Published by the Ancient Books Publishing House, the first edition in June 1956, the first printing in Shanghai in June 1956, the number of printings: 1-3,000, and the price: 3,500 yuan.

Seeing these, Lin Yi couldn't help but be ecstatic. This was the "Zizhi Tongjian" he had always dreamed of, but the stall owner was obviously a master, especially his small eyes flashing with a shrewd light. He looked at Lin Yi and then said with a tilted mouth: "Brother, this set of Zizhi Tongjian" is printed one by one, and it is good in appearance and is collected by the older generation. Now it can't be found in the market. Put it at home and put it up, and it will immediately increase your taste by several people. As the saying goes, it is better to have a mountain of books at home than to have a book at home. It is better to read books well than to eat and drink... It's impossible to buy such things like learning, so the minimum price of this set of books is 6,000 yuan! To be honest, if it weren't for the urgent need of money at home, I wouldn't sell such good books!"

When Lin Yi heard this, he felt a little cold. 6,000 yuan was not too much for him, but Lin Yi clearly knew that the book set, which is of similar quality, is only about 3,000 yuan online. It is obvious that the other party regards himself as a "chicken" who doesn't understand books.

But Lin Yi didn't want to give up this excellent opportunity, so he said to him: "You want this set of books too expensive, and it's higher than the online price. If you can, I'll get 3,000 yuan."

The stall owner tilted his mouth, glanced at him, and said contemptuously: "Brother, are you kidding! How much money is on the Internet? It's all priceless and you can't buy it even if you pay! Have you seen it? It's been 50 or 60 years now, and it's been 60 years. This means that this set of books is enough to be my grandfather. It costs two dollars to invite my grandfather home. 6,000 yuan is the lowest, and even a single child cannot be lost!"

It seems that the seller is either dizzy or a money-loving person. He is dizzy and wants to eat enough at one time.

Just as Lin Yi was thinking about how to get this set of books, a fat man came over next to him, with a briefcase under his arms, a combed black and shiny black jacket, a dark red jacket, beige pants, and a pair of yellow casual leather shoes, which looked very fashionable and fashionable.

The man obviously liked this set of books, so he took one and flipped it out casually, and said, "Oh, it's "Zizhi Tongjian" for five or six years. This is what someone wrote... the one who smashed the jar..."

The stall owner hurriedly said: "Sima Guang---"

"Yes, it's Sima Guang. I almost thought it was Sima Qian--the book he wrote is good, I like to read it... But when will it take to finish reading such a big picture---" The fat man looked very worried.

The stall owner hurriedly said, "Only big things look good enough. Think about it, put such an ancient book into your study or office, and flip it out when you are free, so guests can discuss it with each other. That's so cost-effective."

The fat man smiled and said, "That's right. I always like to do academic research... I just have been doing a few projects in recent years to not study well. It's good to study, you can do whatever you want, be wise and polite, and teach us to be humble and behave."

The stall owner raised his thumb and quickly praised: "As soon as he heard this, he knew that you have read a lot of books and are knowledgeable! This book is destined to be with you."

The fat man was so praised that he smiled and asked generously: "How much does this book cost?"

The stall owner glanced at Lin Yi and looked at the fat man again: "The price is 8,000!"

"I said, how much money?" the fat man frowned. "It costs 8,000 yuan for this old book. Brother, you are not authentic!"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Actually, I didn't dare to ask for it too much. 8,000 is really not high. This is a book that has been in five or six years, and I am aged 60 years old. Think about it, how much time has it been stored? What you bought back is not a book, an antique, a knowledge, and a taste!"

I have to say that the stall owner's mouth is really powerful, one by one, the fat man hesitated a little, as if he was thinking about something, suddenly he slapped him and said, "I'll take it 5,000 yuan!"

The stall owner hesitated and said, "No, I received this set of books very high. I can't stand it if you go around me at once. Besides, you see that you are doing big business. I guess these two or three thousand are just a bottle of wine for you. You can make all the money back after drinking a few bottles of Feitian Moutai Wuliangye."

The fat man smiled again, "You have a very accurate vision. How can you tell that I am a big business? Tell you, I just booked a project, and it's tens of millions. Your book is really enough for me to make a meal."

The stall owner hurriedly said, "That's right, you will know it when you look at your face. The heaven is full and round, with big eyes and a magical mouth, and eating everywhere---"

"Don't praise me, I can't stand people's praise--but you are really good at speaking, you can go to see photos without selling books." The fat man said with a smile, "For your ability to speak, I won't care about you anymore. I will add a little more, 6,000 yuan, just that price, no matter how much I have, I won't pay for it! Six and six are great, good luck!"

The stall owner also knew that such people seemed to be fooling, but they had to stop at the right time and could not treat others as really fools, so he hurriedly said, "If you lend me auspicious words, you will be very happy! This book is yours!" As he said that, he hurriedly helped the fat man pack this old set of "Zizhi Tongjian".

Lin Yi was holding a book in his hand. At this moment, he was a little dazed. It was not because the stall owner really sold it at a high price of 6,000 yuan, but because he suddenly realized that the scent of books he smelled before was not from this set of "Zizhi Tongjian", but from a small thin book next to this set of books.

Lin Yi was surprised, how could this happen? His nose almost "was gone" and heard the stall owner say, "Brother, I said, brother, the book in your hand...help me, you have sold it."

Lin Yi then woke up and hurriedly returned the book. When the fat man saw that Lin Yi seemed to really love this book, he snatched it away. He was inevitably a little proud and said, "My friend, I'm sorry, this book is destined to be with me; Besides, 6,000 yuan is not something that anyone can afford."

Lin Yi smiled, and there was such a person who was showing off, and he smiled and said, "Yes, you have to read good books well. You can't just put them on the bookshelf."

The fat man glanced at Lin Yi: "It's my business whether to look at it or not. Some people can't see it even if they want to. They don't have the money to buy it, hehe!"

Lin Yi was too lazy to argue with him, so he took the thin book curiously. Sure enough, a wisp of the fragrance of books came.

When I looked at it again, it was a book of the Republic of China. It looked at the name, and it was very strange--"Virgin Collection".

The fat man stretched his neck and saw it. He smiled and said, "This brother has a special taste and likes this kind of thing."

Lin Yi smiled and opened the book to identify carefully.

According to Lin Yi's previous experience in Taobao bookmaking, he first checked the copyright page of the book. The editor is Cao Juren, the publisher is Huang Jihui, the printer is Liangxi Library, and the general distribution office is Liangxi Library, with a price of 3 cents. The first edition was on February 25, 1925.

The name "Cao Juren" may be very unfamiliar to many literary lovers. After all, he is not as famous as Lu Xun and Hu Shi. In fact, as long as you know Lu Xun, you will definitely know him, because he and Lu Xun are the most well-known pair of "literary friends".

Not to mention anything else, the "Complete Works of Lu Xun" and "Letters" alone contain twenty-five half-letters from Lu Xun to Cao Juren. When Lu Xun passed away, Cao Juren wrote a poem about Lu Xun into an elegiac couplet:

The Wenyuan is in a bleak and depressed place, and a soldier wanders alone in the lotus halberd;

Gaoqiu is now lonely, and the fragrance is still sorrowful.

In order to better commemorate and learn from Lu Xun, Cao Juren and his wife Deng Keyun compiled and printed the "Lu Xun Handbook" (published by Shanghai Qunzhu Book Company in 1937, reprinted by Shanghai Expo Bookstore in 1946). In 1956, Cao Juren wrote "Biography of Lu Xun" in Hong Kong, and in 1967, he compiled the "Lu Xun Biography". With the memories he wrote, he studied more than 20 single articles of Lu Xun, with a total of more than one million words.

Therefore, as long as you are a big collector who plays in the collection of new literature, you are basically familiar with "Cao Juren".

After turning on the title page, there was a preface written by Cao Juren. At this time, Mr. Cao Juren was 25 or 26 years old and taught in the junior high school of the Women's Crafts School of the Republic of China. He compiled and published this collection of exercises for students and introduced in detail the whole story of the publication of the book.

The general meaning is that this booklet contains 16 articles, which are works by seven girls, and the name of the collection is called "Virginity". The motivation for printing is to cultivate female literary youths.

Then the styles of seven authors were introduced, with Hua Qinbao, Bai Peixuan and Sun Fuying as the most full. For example, Hua Qinbao's "The Return of Sisters", Bai Peixuan's "Remaining Dreams", and Sun Fuying's "Rain Wind Film", can be said to have stepped into the threshold of literature.

According to Lin Yi's speculation: when this collection was printed, the feminist movement had already stopped in Shanghai. Being able to have such perseverance to publish such female works shows how courageous Cao Juren, as an editor, has to admire his good intentions for students and his support and training for students.

Just as Lin Yi was carefully looking through this book of the Republic of China, which was not included in the "New Literature of the Republic of China", the fat man also stretched his neck and looked at it, wanting to take a look at the "unreasonable" content on this book-- Otherwise, how could this guy read it so seriously and carefully?

Could it be that this is a little yellow book that is even more yellow than "Jin Ping Mei"? The fat man thought evilly. The name is "The Virgin Collection", Damn it, it's too much!
Chapter completed!