It turned out that Director Sun, who was in the meeting just now, answered a call, but an old man named "Wang Jinping" called and said that he had a copy of the military control period of Nandu that had just been liberated during the liberation period of Nandu City and wanted to present it to the museum. For this reason, Wang Jinping contacted the county-level museum of Nandu City and the Liberation Battle Memorial Hall. The staff in the museum said that there were no documents from the same period in the museum and expressed his desire to collect them, but Wang Jinping needed to send the documents to the memorial hall himself. Wang Jinping personally brought the documents to the memorial hall, but happened to encounter the memorial hall closed. The old man lived in the suburbs and had no way to travel, so he had to give up. Now, the old man really hoped to know how valuable this document from the military control period was 63 years ago.

Director Sun has been studying documents for so many years. When he heard these contents, he knew that historical materials were of great value. You should know that the military control time in every place was very short since the liberation of the first place. The policies and decrees issued in such a short time have strong historical significance. Moreover, there are very few such decrees in the world, and they are more research-worthy. I just laughed at the comrades in the memorial hall that didn’t know the goods, and asked Mr. Wang to personally take the books and present them to him. Such a treasure is worth it even if he runs ten times by himself.

After getting in the car, Director Sun did not meet Lin Yi. After all, the two of them had drunk wine on the same table, and Director Sun treated Lin Yi as a child, and the degree of closeness was even more self-evident.

When Director Sun heard that Lin Yi was also a book player and had handled several big deals, he sighed: "It seems that I am really old. The Yangtze River is the next wave and the old wave is the one who is promoted to a first-class player shortly after entering the industry. I thought it was the same name and surname."

Lin Yi was a little surprised, and the old man's news was a little too well-informed.

"Don't look at me so curiously. There are only two third-grade players in Nandu. One is Boss Xu, who sells soy sauce, and the other is me who is killing the museum workers and collecting old goods everywhere." Director Sun said with a smile.

"Don't look like I look like a rag, no matter how I look, I can be on par with Lao Xu in terms of qualifications in the field of old books. Lao Xu relies on financial resources, and I rely on experience. In this industry, it is not enough to not increase my experience. I have to see many versions of red documents in ancient books a year, and it's like this... But in this world, it's not enough to find a bargain in the sea of ​​books, but it's not enough to rely on knowledge alone. Especially now, the whole nation is experiencing a great collection of hot treasures. Even the old men who farm in the countryside know that old things are valuable, let alone those smart scholars."

Then Director Sun sighed, then took out a bottle of "Miss Three Whip" medicinal wine from his arms, and asked Lin Yi if he would drink it. Lin Yi waved his hand, and the old man wiped a big mouthful of the bottle, talking a little disheartenedly about his experiences over the past few years--

"Ten years ago, I could buy the Sibu Congqian, a line-bound book for 15 yuan per volume, and I also have to choose from the places where old books are sold. What is "Shangshu Zhengyi", the Jingshu Department, don't care whether it is a shadow Song version! I only want the collection of famous literati from the Department of Collections - "A Brief Collection of Jingsou" in the Collection of Ten Volumes, a set of ten volumes, with good quality, and a bid of 200 yuan, which is too expensive, don't, 160, right? Well. So the deal was completed. Zhonghua Book Company 1

In 1973, I copied one letter and four volumes of "The Book of Yuan Poems" with a large volume and a clear photocopy because it was printed for the leaders. Of course, I dare not neglect it. It costs more than 200 yuan, okay? No! I only want "The Book of Tang Poems" and "The Book of Song Poems". So the book was put back. At that time, of course I had a choice, a set of "The Book of Tang Poems" with nearly ten qualities, and one letter and eight volumes, and I only spent more than 300 yuan to get it."

"At that time, there was a feeling that more books were sold than those who bought them, and of course, they were much better. There were humble book merchants who begged you to buy his books, greeted them with smiles everywhere, and sent them to your home - I don't know how they knew you wanted these books. Yes, people want to buy old books, but there was only one page of the "Old Book Exchange Information Newspaper", which had a special edition of the book catalog. It was densely packed with various transfer information, and some good books were. At that time, our museum was just in the beginning. Before the museum opened for a few years, it spent a lot of money to buy rare ancient books and mail orders from all over the country. As for those valuable red documents in the future, they were basically half sold and half given away. Many of them were donated by the people without voluntarily."

"Now, there are people everywhere in this market. Book buyers and book sellers. As long as you have a good book on hand, you will immediately increase the price by three times, four times, or even dozens or hundreds of times, making huge profits... When poor scholars and literati want to refer to this precious material, they have to accept the sky-high price of robbery--What is there? There is a strength in the ruler and a short in the inch. Who said that you don't have that keenness, no hard work, and the professional sharp vision and skill that can be used to make a point?"

"It's not easy to handle our museum now. Good books are too expensive and cannot be collected at all. I collected some books last time, and it cost more than 1,000 books scattered, which cost more than 8 million yuan. As the director, I stayed in the Finance Bureau and got tired of talking, so I asked someone to approve the money."

After saying this, Director Sun sipped another mouthful of medicinal wine, and the whole car suddenly felt a smell of medicine.

"There are also this book presenters. In the past, people were kind and simple, and there were not so many crooked concepts. With good things, the first thing they thought of was the country, which is whether they should give things to the museum. Now, material desires are rippling, money is the supreme. Not to mention valuable cultural relics and ancient books, even a slightly later book of the Republic of China, I want to sell it for one or two hundred yuan in my hand. How can I give it to the country for free and give it to the museum? Please collect the book, okay, bring the money!"

After saying this, the old man took a sip of the medicinal wine in depression. The "Miss Three Whip" that had at least two taels soon came to an end.

Lin Yi can understand him. People like Director Sun like to drink old wine, ride 28 bicycles, and wear unfashionable clothes. The whole person is full of nostalgia. Perhaps for him, he is really not very adapted to the changes of the times. The economy has improved, but his good qualities are gradually lost.

Sometimes when we think about it carefully, do we gain more or lose more?

...

The place where the book was collected was not too far. Even if Cao Yidao's driving skills were not bad, he could climb like a turtle.

However, after this trip, Lao Cao was sweating profusely. Apart from the hot weather, he was nervous. This guy was nervous as soon as he drove, and his psychological effect was impossible to cure.

So when Lin Yi and Director Sun got out of the car, Cao Yidao stayed outside and said, "You go in, I'll get some breath here. The dog said, dizzy!"

Lin Yi smiled and went to the nearby area to buy a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Lao Cao. He and Director Sun also took a bottle and left.

...

Mr. Wang Jinping is 79 years old and served in the Nandu Public Security Corps from 1949 to 1957. The old man has always had a deep affection for the army. When Lin Yi and Director Sun and others met Mr. Wang, he was still wearing the old military uniform he had when he was discharged from the army 55 years ago. His uniform was very rustic and old, with the medals and commemorative medals he received that he regarded as treasures on his chest. His waist was straight, even straighter than many young people. His originally turbid eyes began to become bright after seeing Lin Yi and Director Sun.

At the home of Mr. Wang Jinping, he took out a carefully collected book "Compilation of Policy and Acts of the Military Control Period of Nandu City". Although 63 years have passed, the book is still well preserved, the cover is intact, the spine and pages are not damaged, and the text in the book is clear. When this book was published, the Republic had not yet been established, and the Republic of China was still adopted. From the cover, it can be seen that this book was published in the 37th year of the Republic of China, that is, in November 1948, with a total of 51 pages, with 32 books.

Lin Yi followed Director Sun to study the content of the book. It can be seen that the book collects all policies and regulations from the day of the liberation of Nandu City on November 4, 1948 to December of that year. It is the first collection of this series of policies and regulations compiled by the Municipal People's Government, Military Control Commission, Security Command and other relevant departments. Although it is only policy and laws in the transition period, the content is very broad and the provisions are detailed, covering all aspects such as taking over the administration of policies, general principles, military discipline, collection of enemy and puppet materials, public security, transportation, finance, trade, taxation, etc.

Lin Yi was interested in these contents, but for Director Sun, he was inexplicably excited.

You know, according to his age, Lao Sun was also a member of the new life after the liberation of Nandu. He had experienced many of the contents recorded in the book personally. Although he was young at that time and was not very clear about many things, now... he is immersed in memories.

Seeing Director Sun silently looking at the book, Lin Yi felt embarrassed to disturb him, so he turned around and chatted with Mr. Wang Jinping and asked him how he got the book.

Lin Yi has been in the industry for so long and has understood that when dealing with Taoshu people, the best topic is how he found a good book by his wise eyes.

Obviously, Mr. Wang Jinping is very helpful to Lin Yi's question. He thought that Lin Yi was a good object to talk about the past, so he kindly held Lin Yi's hand and began to tell the story of his picking up this book.

Speaking of which, the retained article was entirely due to the knowledge of the old man Wang Jinping. One day in November 1950, Wang Jinping received a task to clean up useless waste documents, books and newspapers in the camp warehouse located on Hongmiao Road, Nandu. When Wang Jinping destroyed the information, he accidentally discovered this document during military control in a special period. Although he did not know what the value of this compilation of policies and laws was, he still collected the booklet without hesitation and kept it in his personal bag.

More than 60 years have passed, and Wang Jinping has been carefully collecting this article. The older the years have passed, the more the old man feels that this booklet has documentary value, but he can't tell how valuable it is. So he called the museums, but they are not interested, so he asked him to deliver it in person. He gave it to him once, and even saw it. He was discouraged, so he tried to call Director Sun, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Lin Yi heard some dissatisfaction and anger from the old man's sighing tone. Yes, he wanted to pay off the documents he had collected, but he had no way to give them out and encountered walls everywhere.

How ridiculous.

In this era of money that requires two cents to be paid for when you go to a supermarket to get a plastic bag, you have contributed such precious information, but you have encountered such a funny scene. When you talk about it, you will not laugh out loud.

Just as Lin Yi was talking to Wang Jinping, Director Sun shouted: "That good thing, those bastards Wang Badan didn't know anything. They were really a group of 25!" Old man Sun's voice was very loud, and there was a suspicion of deliberately letting Wang Jinping hear it. At least Lin Yi felt that it was like this.

Sure enough, after hearing Old Man Sun's bombardment, Old Man Wang Jinping's face felt much more comfortable. The depression that had been accumulated for so long spread out from his chest.
Chapter completed!