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Nandu City is a small place, especially the old book market in Nandu, which is even more small. As a rookie pioneer in the old book market, Lin Yi is undoubtedly very famous, but this time he is very popular because of his "that sword style" at the scrap station.

Dong Yanjing and Liu Sanliang are both big-mouthed people. One is idle and opens his mouth and roams around when he has nothing to do. The other one will drink Sanliang and runs the train. Even his ancestors can be sold for the eighteen generations.

As their peers, Wang Heizi is a "silent" person, especially dislikes helping others to promote their reputation after being defeated. Unless he takes advantage of himself, he will show off his special show with joy.

So, seeing that Dong Yanjing and Liu Sanliang met everyone and yelled that Lin Yi had picked up a bag of Buddhist scriptures from under his feet, Wang Heizi was almost angry and exploded. Lin Yi's wisdom just showed his ignorance. Lin Yi's eyes were like a torch, which just contrasted with Wang Heizi's eyes...

Wang Heizi was very angry, and he gritted his teeth, felt distressed, and felt pain. Unfortunately, he couldn't hold the mouths of these two close colleagues, so Lin Yi picked up a bag of Buddhist scriptures from under his feet at the scrap station, and the next day it was known to everyone in the city--

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Lin Yi's quiet life was quickly broken. The first person to knock on the door of his rented apartment was his old friend Guo Zixing.

Lin Yi opened the door and was surprised to see Guo Zixing. After all, he had just moved for a while, so he didn't understand how Guo Zixing found him.

Guo Zixing seemed to understand Lin Yi's question, so he raised his thick eyebrows and said, "I went to your sister's house. She told me that you live here. Why don't you invite me in?"

Only then did Lin Yi realize that Lao Guo was here with fruits and watermelons.

"What are you doing with these? You're so disgusting." Lin Yi asked Guo Zixing into the house.

Guo Zixing put down the fruit in his hand and smiled and said, "The first time I came to you, I'm sorry to have some fruits left empty-handed, so I brought some fruits to quench my thirst."

Lin Yi smiled and said, "It just so happens that I don't have tea here, so just eat melons." He held the watermelon and washed it white, cut it open, and handed it to Lao Guo a large piece.

Lao Guo was not polite, and buried his head and mouthed a big mouth. While eating, he spitted watermelon seeds. He looked at Lin Yi’s place and said, “Your place is pretty good and quiet; but living alone is a bit big.”

"Two bedrooms and one living room, just can I just free up a study room." Thinking of his past living in a small storage room, Lin Yi felt that he was really happy now.

Lao Guo nodded, "Cleaning up a little, your place will become a paradise---Call a few friends to drink, playing cards is the most comfortable. Unlike me, the woman is so furious that I don't even dare to speak loudly..."

Lin Yi smiled, "Brother Guo, aren't you here to complain, right?"

"Of course I'm not here to complain, I'm here to be a spy... Your sister asked me to see you by the way and see how you live - what, are you angry with your sister's family?" Guo Zixing blinked his bull eyes, waiting for Lin Yi's answer.

Lin Yi felt so excited when he thought of his sister Lin Xue's concern for him. He also thought of his baby niece Baoer. He didn't know how she was now. He still liked to watch "Pleasant Goat" as before. He still pouted his mouth and lost his temper at any time. He was hysterical in the middle of the night and cried loudly, and he was still muttering, "Uncle, hug me."

My thoughts were chaotic, but Lin Yi was unwilling to talk about his family affairs to Lao Guo, so he said, "When did you gossip so much? Why did you change your career to be a tabloid reporter? Unfortunately, I am not a big star and can't provide you with good materials."

Guo Zixing spit out a few watermelon seeds like a machine gun, "I think your sister cares about you very much. By the way, they seem to have bought a new house. They are in the campus of the 22nd Primary School. They are being renovated these days. They will leave a room for you when the time comes---"

Guo Zixing said this and looked around again, "But I don't think you need it anymore. Living alone here is so good, so I'm going to get together!"

Lin Yi frowned, "Can you stop spitting watermelon seeds casually, look, it makes me covered in the ground." He changed the topic, "By the way, what's wrong with you running far away? If there is something, just say it---"

"What can I do? I heard that you have picked up a treasure. Come and see it and open your eyes." Guo Zixing took a bite of the watermelon and said in a unclear way with the pulp of the watermelon.

"Aren't you playing comic strips and comics? Why are you interested in thread-bound books?" Lin Yiqi said.

"You don't know this. Not everyone can afford it. I first collected comic books. Now I can't play other things halfway through the road. But who doesn't like thread-bound books? Don't ask me why, ten books, as long as they have funds and strength, nine of them have a special liking for thread-bound books--Brother Lin, this time you really found treasures. Line-bound books are rare here. Even if you see them, it's not yours. I heard that you collected more than 300 books at once. I'm really envious." Guo Zixing said, "I'm not sure if I eat watermelon sweets, or if I really envy Lin Yi."

Lin Yi handed him a tissue and said, "What are you envious? You haven't seen the thing yet. How do you know it will be a baby?"

"That's right, there are good things about thread-bound books. Good quality, bad quality, good quality, good quality, bad quality, bad quality, bad quality, bad quality, bad quality, no hidden, and it's a pity to lose it----Let's better let me open my eyes first, I just relieve my greed, and now I'm relieve my greed..."

Lin Yi wiped his hands, cleaned up the watermelon peel and threw it into the trash can, and said, "Okay, I'll enter my study, there are only more than 300 books. You can read it casually and visit it casually."

"Why, you kid are so generous, aren't you afraid I can't pull it out?" Guo Zixing joked.

Lin Yi knew that what Lao Guo said was true. He played Lianzang himself and would never change careers and play other things halfway. This time he came here probably to watch the fun.

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The two entered the study room. A bookshelves were placed in red lacquered wood and thick boards to form a tic-tac-shaped space with petals and vines engraved on the edges, and the top of the shelf was an ancient tassel flying cloud. The whole shape was classic and solemn. This was bought by Lin Yi from a furniture store. The maroon-red shelf looked very grand and very high-end. At least when Guo Zixing saw the bookshelf, he immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "Temperament, a book lover!"

The meaning is very simple. Good books must be placed on good bookshelf, good horses and saddles, which is like playing with high-end books.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Don't praise me, I'll go to your house to see you tomorrow. I guess that's really awesome."

"Okay, don't compliment each other - are these your thread-bound books?" Guo Zixing looked at the Buddhist scriptures and couldn't help but praise: "Good, good books!"

At first glance, the appearance is good. It almost seems brand new.

The second look was all from the ninth year of Guangxu, and it was old enough.

The third eye is actually all real woodcuts, which is rare.

Although he didn't play with thread-bound books, he had been immersed in the old books industry for many years, and Guo Zixing also knew a little about the collection of thread-bound books. So after he carefully looked through Lin Yi's collection of books, he couldn't help but exclaim with envy: "Brother, you are not picking up treasures, you are moving the Sutra Library to your house!"

Although Guo Zixing's words exaggerated a little, it also shows that Lin Yi's Buddhist scriptures are so greedy. They have good looks and good prints. It is even more rare that after a hundred years of precipitation, these Buddhist scriptures are so ancient.

How could Guo Zixing know that these books have slightly worse quality, but they have been repaired by Lin Yi's spiritual energy, otherwise they would not have been brand new.
Chapter completed!