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Chapter five hundred and ninety-one.

Although this is a snack stall, the only place to eat authentic Beijing snacks in Beijing.

Facing the table full of delicious food, Lin Yi, who had always been greedy, also let go of his belly and started eating. During this period, Lao Cao called him to ask where he was and whether he would wait for him to start fucking (eating).

Lin Yi said, "You are eating it all by yourself." Lao Cao complained, and he didn't say hello when he had eaten it. Then he muttered that we should eat abalone and shark fin and drink Maotai, which meant to envy Lin Yi. Lin Yi just smiled and said, "You can eat as much as you can, and drink as much as you can, and don't worry about me." On the other end of the phone, Lao Cao shouted at the top of his voice: Boss, give me three bottles of your Maotai first!

Lin Yi has always been very picky about eating, so he does not envy Lao Cao and the others for eating and drinking. Instead, he feels that the table of snacks in front of him are the real delicacies. He likes to eat these snacks in the capital, especially the "donkey rolling" is a unique feature, and the "Aiwowo" is very consistent with his taste.

The three big men couldn't help but smile when they saw him so "relaxed" on the dining table.

Next, Lin Yi and the three big guys Pan Jiayuan were having sex and chatting. Of course, what they got together was almost all about buying and selling old books and stories about Taobao.

The big gold teeth said that he was very big and was very popular in the antique market. At the beginning, he played with antique jade, tiles and ceramics, and he didn't know much about calligraphy, painting and old books. Later, those antiques were hot and thought that the price was over, so he started to come into contact with the ancient books business. Unexpectedly, in just over a decade, the collection of ancient books became even hotter.

In the words of Big Gold Teeth, playing with ancient books now is really a huge profit.

Compared to the money-seeing of Dajinya, Mandarin has been a wealthy family since childhood. He is also very enthusiastic about reading. As a disciple of the Eight Banners, although he is ruined, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Once he comes into contact with more ancient books, he has gained experience and experience. He often knows which books are valuable and which books can be sold at high prices. When he is short of money, he will make some money by buying one or two sets of ancient books, and it is tight for free. At the beginning, he was embarrassed and felt that reading and selling books was a bit disgusting. However, after all, he became thick-skinned. In the market economy, he turned into a high-end book vendor.

Compared with Dajinya's "professional businessman", Mandarin's "half-way monk", the story of Bai Zhanggui joining the ancient book industry is much more interesting. Because the one who enlightened him about his love for books and sells books was his father, who was a genuine "dashed king".

According to what Manager Bai said, his father was a real farmer. During the slack farming period, he went from village to village to collect rags. He was a well-known "dashed king" who was around the world. He had little income, but Lao Bai believed that his father was the richest.

My father owned thousands of books, all of which were "shopped" from the pile of rags. The types of books were all in all kinds, and they were all unique in their village.

My father is kind and honest, and the hawking of "Cross--------" is rough and powerful. The villagers in the villages are willing to sell beer bottles, scrap iron and copper, and old books and newspapers to his father. Every time he receives old books and newspapers, his father takes them as treasures, takes them home, carefully selects, repairs them carefully, and then sorts them out, and sets them up. The whole house in the yard is full of old books collected by his father. Wandering in it, it is like traveling through the ocean of knowledge.

I remember that when I was a child, Manager Bai read the first novel in his life, "Robinson Crusoe", in his father's old books. At that time, he was deeply moved by Robinson's tenacious will and determined to travel around the world when he grew up. In middle school, he read "Journey to the West", "Red Rock", "Snowfield of the Forest", and "Railway Guerrillas". As the reading volume increased, his writing level continued to improve. Every time he wrote an essay, the teacher would read it in the class.

My father loves to collect books and read books. In his spare time, he spends most of his time in books. He can be said to be a well-known "intellectual" and "cultivated person" in the village. Therefore, the villagers like to ask their father for their big and small things.

Under the influence of his father, the villagers often visited Lao Bai's house to read books. His family became a veritable "reading club". In order to satisfy the elderly in the village, the father also prepared several magnifying glasses; if he was not very literate or illiterate, the father often reads and newspapers for them. If there is winter, summer or holidays, the students and children in the village often ask their father to borrow books to read.

In less than a few years, my father's collection of thousands of books, from a "dashed king" to the famous "book king" in the village. Although the books are old books, knowledge is not distinguished from old, and knowledge will never go out of time. Once, a hand-made copy of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" in the pile of old books collected by my father was unexpectedly found in the Qing Dynasty hand-made copy, which is of great collection value.

However, in the end, the shopkeeper Bai went in a completely different way with his father and embarked on the road of selling books. He basically sold all the books of his father at home, and then he had the capital and became more active in the path of selling books.

Speaking of this, Manager Bai gave in a deep breath and said leisurely: "It's true that you collect books and do a good job in helping the villagers with the elderly, but in order to do this, it's ridiculously wrong for the family to be unable to eat enough or wear warm."

After hearing these words, Lin Yi knew a little bit that this shopkeeper Bai was also a person with a story.

As the saying goes, don’t ask the source of heroes.

Although Lin Yi was young, he was a well-known collector in the ancient books industry. After all, there were not many people who could reach the level of seventh-grade collectors in their twenties. Through conversation, the three big men deliberately took many of Lin Yi's knowledge in this area, and Lin Yi answered them all in a slew manner. This made the three big men admire Lin Yi again, and they had greater confidence in Lin Yi's next help to help them become appraisers and fight for Bohai Auction.

...

After eating, I looked at the time. It was almost seven o'clock. It was dark in the capital in winter, and the weather was cold. Many people went home early, turned on the heating, or got into bed directly.

The three big guys are old and can't stand the cold cold. They are not as strong as Lin Yi, so they say goodbye in a hurry.

Lin Yi, the leader, saw the three of them leave, then called Lao Cao and the others. Lao Cao said on the other end of the phone, "Are you finished eating?" Lin Yi said, "It's finished eating." Lao Cao said, "Then come here quickly--that ten thousand yuan is just a meal, and the real good project is still behind." After that, he told Lin Yi where he met.

At this time, the sky of the entire capital was covered with haze and red clouds. With the strong north wind, snow-white goose-feathered snow floated around the sky from time to time.

Lin Yi finally stopped a taxi and arrived at the meeting place according to the location where Lao Cao told him.

I saw that Lao Cao and the others seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. Lao Cao, Lao Huang, and He Dabao were all covered in oily faces and smelled of alcohol. At first glance, they looked like they were full of wine and food.

Seeing Lin Yi get out of the car, Old Cao waved to him and said to him: "It's so cold. I didn't expect that Beijing City is so cold. I really admire how the ancient emperors were able to survive and be able to sit here for hundreds of years."

Lin Yi said: "Even if it's the emperor, there are charcoal furnaces, quilts, and many concubines warm beds in the palace."

Lao Cao smiled, "Why do people warm the bed and don't take a bathhouse comfortably - so our next stop is to go to the largest bathhouse in the capital. I heard that many Qing ministers in the Qing Dynasty, such as Zeng Guofan, Li Hongzhang, and Yuan Shikai, were all in it."

Lin Yi is also a cheerful person, not to mention that the weather is really cold, so it is most comfortable to take a hot bath, but he immediately replied: "Okay! Beijing's bathhouses are very particular. In addition to taking a bath, there are many leisure things... It's rare that Lao Cao, you also understand this, but it's so late, I'm afraid those bathhouses have already closed, right?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Although I just came, I found out that there was a bathhouse open all night and the skills of Master Songgu inside were first-class!"
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