Early in the morning, Dong Yanjing came to Xingfu Community with a familiarity. This community belongs to an ordinary residential area. Dong Yanjing often walks around here, and those who look at the door know him. He let him slip in without much difficulty.

When he arrived at the building where he collected the book last time, Dong Yanjing first observed the terrain, then took out a cheap cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and sucked it slowly. He felt like an underground party member in those spy movies, but his appearance was sloppy and vulgar, and to outsiders, he seemed like a spy who had penetrated the people.

When a small cigarette was almost smoking, a couple got off the upper floor and drove the red BYD that was docked on the roadside and left slowly.

Dong Yanjing then hurriedly put out the cigarette butts and muttered: "It's not easy to make money," he hurried to the third floor.

Proficiently ring the doorbell, the security door opened, and a naughty child's head poked out from it, "Come in."

The naughty child knows Dong Yanjing, and Dong Yanjing also knows him.

Just as Dong Jingjing was about to enter the house, the naughty child suddenly said, "Shoes, take off your shoes."

Dong Yanjing then remembered the rules here. He had to take off his shoes when he entered the house, so he rubbed his heels on each other and took off his shoes, revealing the socks that had broken holes. The room was filled with an unpleasant smell of sweat.

The naughty child frowned, "Uncle, can you wash your feet? Last time I came to my house, our house was so bad that I was scolded by my mother."

"Ahem, I will pay attention next time, I will pay attention." Dong Jingjing's face was hot, rubbing her feet, and she didn't know where to go.

Fortunately, the naughty child pulled out a box of things, and the box was full of comic books. These comic books were together with the last time "The Goddess Saint Seiya", but Dong Yanjing was afraid that she would not be able to sell it, so she did not dare to shoot it.

"Here, that's all, it's all the things my dad collects. I've given them to me. I don't like to read them, so you can just give it a price!" The naughty child seemed indifferent. Not only did he not like to read these books, he also thought they took too much space and could be used as waste and killing them with two birds with one stone.

From the eyes and tone of the naughty child, Dong Yanjing felt that he was regarded as a waste collector, but he was a scholar, a seller, not those uneducated people.

"I'll see how many books there are first." Dong Yanjing tried hard to suppress his turtle spirit and tried to compress his dignity to the level of collecting waste, because he knew that only at this level could he accept these books very cheaply.

Seeing this, the naughty child ignored him and continued to play with his cell phone, not even looking at Dong Yanjing.

Dong sniffled with glasses, thinking that this kid was very rude and didn't know how to pour a glass of water. Well, forget it, I'm busy making money and not scruples you.

After a closer look, there were 200 comic books in total and unsettled. Dong Yanjing turned her eyes and said, "Absolutely 150 books---" and she turned her mind and lost 50 books.

He was waiting for the naughty child's reaction. Sure enough, the naughty child waved his hands with a prodigality and didn't count them. "Then, based on 150, how much does it cost?"

"Last time I bought you 45 books and used 10 yuan. These 150 books are about 30 yuan!" Dong Yanjing was waiting for the naughty child to save the price.

The naughty child once again showed his prodigality. "I have a box of other things in my house. Do you want it? If you want it, you can sell it to you for 20 yuan. Well, I'll make up 50 yuan!"

"What book, I don't want magazines," Dong Yanjing said, but her eyes looked into the inner room.

Not long after, the naughty child pulled out another box of books and placed them in front of Dong Yanjing, "Here, that's all."

Dong Yanjing squatted down and looked through it, frowned, because there were not any books inside, but just a bunch of drawings, such as human sketches, dynamic sketches, static sketches, etc., a box full of.

Dong Jingjing has sold these things before, but it is very difficult to sell. Almost all those who study art go to bookstores to buy new ones, and basically no one buys the old ones.

"Ahem, these things... are not easy to sell." Dong Jingjing is rarely honest once.

But naughty kids are rare to be smart, "If you don't want these, I won't sell them."

Dong Yanjing secretly greeted the naughty child's mother and touched the 100 yuan deposit given by Lin Yi. Even if he spent 50 yuan, he still had to make a profit, so what are you afraid of?

So he gritted his teeth and Dong Yanjing said, "Okay, deal!"

...

Lin Yi didn't expect Dong Yanjing to call so soon. When he rushed to Dong Yanjing's old book warehouse, Dong Yanjing was sitting on two boxes, smoking while rubbing his feet.

Seeing Lin Yi, Dong's glasses spit out a circle of eyes and said, "Brother Lin, I'm so sorry to receive these books for you. I temporarily raised the price and insisted on 2 yuan a book. What do you think?"

Last time I said one yuan, May Day book, but now it has become two yuan. Dong Jingjing really knows how to do business.

"How many books are there in total?" Lin Yi smiled, and there was an indescribable elegance.

Dong Yanjing was stunned and felt that Lin Yi seemed a little different from yesterday. He couldn't tell what was different in detail.

"You read it yourself, I counted 200 copies." Dong Yanjing stood up and pushed the box containing the comics to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi opened the box and looked at it. There were a box of comics full of them, such as "Malaur King", "Youyou Bai Shu", "Football Young Player", etc. Just as Lin Yi was flipping through the box, a trace of fragrance came, and just like the last time, it was also the fragrance of oranges. Lin Yi sniffed and followed the fragrance quickly found a large set of books from the comic books - "Dragon Ball", Hainan version, and 1991, one edition and one print in 78 books. The whole set of books was protected by plastic film and tied with thin lines. Even if the quality was less than ten, it would be 95.

Could it be that this is the only one that is worth it?

Lin Yi thought, and asked, "How much does this set of Dragon Ball cost?"

Dong Jingjing raised her chin proudly, "I won't sell these books openly. If you want them, just shoot them."

200 books will cost 400 yuan.

Lin Yi frowned.

Dong Jingjing turned her eyes and was afraid that Lin Yi would not buy it, so she kicked another box with her feet and said, "Don't say I'm not interested enough, I'll give you another box of these things."

For Dong Yanjing, these things are basically garbage and take up space in the warehouse. It is better to give them to this fool as a favor.

Lin Yi walked over and opened the box. When he saw that it was full of sketches and other drafts. It was probably all things that Dong Yanjing didn't want.

Just as he was thinking, a trace of the smell of apple came out from it. It was slightly heavier than the orange scent in front. Could it be that there was something good here? Lin Yi was excited and almost revealed.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lin Yi said quietly: "Okay, let's do it as you want---Well, it's rare to come to your warehouse, I'll read other books."

Lin Yi pretended to be interested in other books in the warehouse, so he diverted Dong Jingjing's attention.

Sure enough, when Dong Yanjing heard that Lin Yi wanted to buy other books, she vigorously introduced, "These are fortune tellers, these are qigong books, and these are some medicine books I collected... I don't usually have people come to this warehouse, you are the first one!"

Lin Yi smiled and browsed the old books on the iron racks with his hands on his back. There were at least four or five thousand old books, most of which were tattered and either worm-eaten or bitten by mice.

Lin Yi had no intention of buying these rags, but Dong Yanjing was beside him for a long time, and it was unreasonable to choose a book, so Lin Yi closed his eyes and tried to use his sense of smell to pick some books with a little bit of book flavor from it.

After this, I actually selected more than a dozen books, and most of them were graded upwards with eighty-fifth grade. Compared to those rags, it was already considered very good.

These books are--

The 10th volume of the small thin version of "Famous Chinese Recipes" published by Young Industrial Publishing House in 1958 is missing, with a total of ten copies;

"Five-year Primary School Chinese Textbooks" published by People's Education Press in 1980, volumes 1 to 10, full set of ten books;

"Selected Paintings of Qi Baishi" published by Jilin Art in 1984 is 8 large versions, with one edition and one print, with only 3,000 volumes printed.

The medical book "Theory of Qi and Blood" published by Liaoning Science and Technology in 1990, with a printing volume of 2006 volumes;

The "2010 Palace Museum Calendar" published by the Palace Museum in 2010, with a hard-cover 32-book version;

...

Lin Yi often visits old book stalls and knows some knowledge about collecting old books.

Generally speaking, there are four major elements for collecting old books: first, age, second, quality, third, number of prints, fourth, and version.

Generally speaking, the older the "era" is, the more valuable it is. Especially now, old books in the 1950s and 1960s are rare, the collection period has also entered the collection period in the 1970s and 1980s, and the potential stocks in the 1990s and 1990s.

Needless to say, the better the quality of old books and the newer they are preserved, the more valuable they are to collect. Only those that are broken, even if the content is very valuable, the price will be greatly reduced.

The so-called "print count" is the "print count" written on the copyright page of a book. The fewer the number of prints, the more precious the book is. Generally speaking, if only 300 copies are printed, most of them are rare books, and if the printing volume is 1,000, 2,000, and 3,000 is a scarce book, and if the printing volume is 4,000 to 8,000 is a missing book, and so on, if you print tens of thousands, don't consider whether it is missing, unless it belongs to a missing book in a set of books, or a series of books.

Of course, it is not that there is a good book that is printed in small quantities. Some books that have no content or are published by unknown authors at their own expense are often very few, but they are of no value. There are also some unpopular books, so don't consider them.

Finally, there is only one principle about the version, that is, "one version, one print" is most of the best.

Many books have different time to publish and print, and the books that are printed one by one are the earliest "original" versions. The second print and second published version may have modifications, deletions, additions, etc. in terms of content, which destroys the "originality" of this book. This is a serious flaw for those who collect old books. Therefore, one by one is very important for collecting old books.

...

"Okay, that's all." Lin Yi swept through the thousands of old books through his sensitive sense of smell, and confirmed that there was not much "flying the net", so he put away the books and let Dong Yanjing settle the score.

When Dong Yanjing saw Lin Yi picking so many books, she was happy.

"Famous Chinese Recipes" books from the 1950s are difficult to preserve and difficult to find. They are practical. Each book costs 3 yuan, totaling 30 yuan;

"Five-year Primary School Chinese Textbook" costs 2 yuan per book, and 10 books total 20 yuan.

"Selected Paintings of Qi Baishi" belongs to the category of calligraphy and painting, and is also more expensive, and costs 30 yuan.

"Theory of Qi and Blood" is a medical book, and it is also a little expensive, 20 yuan;

The thing "The Palace Museum Calendar" seems too ordinary, it costs only 10 yuan;

...

The five types of books have a total of 110 yuan. Dong Jingjing will be discounted with a generous discount of 100 yuan.

In addition to the 400 comic books and sketch manuscripts just now, Lin Yi paid a total of 500 yuan.

I collected five hundred at once, except for buying books, I spent fifty, and I made four hundred and five more!

Four hundred and five, four hundred and five, this takes several days to make money on the street stall.

Dong Yanjing's heart is so beautiful that the more she looks at Lin Yi, the more she feels she is handsome.

Before leaving, Lin Yi did not forget to call Dong Yanjing to keep any good books for him in the future.

Dong's breasts are patted with glasses and guaranteed that he will definitely do it.
Chapter completed!