By the way, at the end of 1957, the land of China "a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend". In response to this call, the famous writer Mr. Guo Moruo spoke for the flowers within ten days and wrote more than a hundred poems in one breath.

These poems officially began on March 30th. I wrote three poems in 1956 (peony, peony, and spring orchid). In addition, it took a total of ten days to blow the east wind and bloomed.

That is to say, he spent ten days writing 102 poems.

Finally, through deletion, the collection "Hundred Flowers Blooming" contains a total of 101 poems.

"Hundred Flowers Blooming" was first published in the People's Daily and later published by the Daily. It was originally divided into two versions: paperback and hardcover. The paperback prints were larger, with about 50,000 copies, and only 2,000 copies in the hardcover. Later, in 1960, Comrade Guo Moruo handed over these hundred flower poems to Rongbaozhai. In the same year, Rongbaozhai invited three famous flower and bird painters, Yu Feiyi, Tian Shiguang and Yu Zhizhen, to match each poem with a painting, and used traditional woodblock watermark technology to publish it.

.The biggest improvement of this book compared to the previously printed works such as "Shizhuzhai Painting Book" is the "dirty color on the page and the artistic effect of the flower stamens protruding from the paper", which was an important breakthrough at that time. This book was also praised by Mr. Feng Pengsheng, a woodblock watermark expert at Rongbaozhai, as "the fine printing and the labor-intensive workload, so the "Hundred Flowers Poetry and Painting" is recommended". It represents the highest level of woodblock watermarks in Rongbaozhai in the 1950s. Because of its labor-intensive and excellent printing, it is very small in number and is difficult to see on the market.

At this moment, when the heavyweight album was placed there, the "bookworms" all rushed to rush to read it.

At that time, "Old Yuan" who was quick-witted and was reluctant to let go of his hand. Later, when Zhao Sanpao heard the price, the enthusiasm of these "bookworms" to buy cheap books was half-depressed. Zhao Sanpao directly asked for 30,000 yuan. He said firmly that no one could get a penny less.

In this way, the mood of these "bookworms" who wanted to spend a small amount of money to buy big books was so bad that the price of the 30,000 yuan was defeated.

Poor "Old Yuan", who has always only bought local chronicles, loves a book so much for the first time, as if he was back in his first love era. At this moment, in his fifties, he had to hold the book for a long time, hold it in his arms, reluctant to leave, but he could not helplessly put it back.

During this period, only one dealer who played with tapes gave Zhao Sanpao 3,000 yuan very suddenly. The result was self-evident. It must have been bounced back with farts and walls. Next, these "bookworms" were like grasshoppers tied by ropes. They went to Zhao Sanpao's stall every once in a while and took a look at him unwillingly.

Finally, "Old Yuan" made his last effort and immediately took out his cell phone to his wife. After begging him, he always offered a maximum of 50 yuan for the book. He actually gave 5,000 yuan for the first time. However, his "sincerity" also collapsed for the first time. The price was too small, and he still returned in vain. Later, the real buyer finally came.

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When Lin Yi came here, Zhao Sanpao's entire book stall was surrounded and it was so crowded that it was so crowded that it was left with Lin Yi as a way to get over by coach Huang.

Lin Yi went over and looked at it, and then he saw the two sets of Rong Baozhai watermarked versions "Hundred Flowers Blooming".

He wiped his nose and smelled a faint fragrance coming from the album. It had been a long time since he smelled such a pleasant fragrance of books.

Lin Yi wiped his nose comfortably, then reached out to touch the two picture albums.

"Don't move, what should I do if I get broken!" Zhao Sanpao said impatiently. He had a bad temper at this moment. He originally thought that this gathering was rare, so he came from all over to bring the treasures, which could be sold at a high price, and then went back to show off to his wife, but what were the dogs that were handed over to the shit, either 3,000 or 5,000, not even tens of thousands of dollars. He thought that the people of Nandu were rich and there were many rich men playing old books. It seemed that they were wrong, and the people in this place were all poor.

Faced with Zhao Sanpao's scolding, Lin Yi disregarded himself and still read the book with a smile, then looked at Zhao Sanpao again, and asked cordially: "Is this book yours?"

"Isn't it mine or yours?" Zhao Sanpao's tone was very arrogant. In his opinion, Lin Yi looked like a poor scholar who liked to visit book stalls but couldn't afford books. Didn't he see him empty-handed? He didn't sell anything at such a big party, but it was because he had no money. Looking at him, he was not wearing very well, white shirts, jeans, and light-soled casual shoes, and he didn't look like a rich man no matter how he looked.

No wonder Zhao Sanpao looked down on others. He often dealed with various people in his career. He could tell whether he was a rich man and whether he could afford his books at a glance. Like the "Old Yuan" who bought books just now, he was afraid that his wife would be stingy and liked books at first glance. He had to call his wife for instructions. He felt as distressed as paying 5,000 yuan.

In addition, Zhao Sanpao was really annoyed by these fans of the silly book. He had no money and wanted to get a bargain. There was no such easy thing in the world, so he didn't have any good looks to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi still looked very kind and smiling, without any anger, and said to Zhao Sanpao: "Then can I see it?"

Zhao Sanpao's face was slowing down a little. Perhaps Lin Yi was too gentle and his tone was so polite, so he said: "Of course I can do it. I just sell this book, but be careful. It's not easy to tear something 30,000 yuan."

Lin Yi smiled and nodded, then took the two books "Hundred Flowers Blooming", and then looked at the bookworms around him, all staring at him with wide eyes, envious of Lin Yi for such an opportunity to see it, and was also scared by the price of the 30,000 yuan. At least he dared not ask for a look like Lin Yi, like Lin Yi, to come and see the beauty of the precious book.

Lin Yi smiled. When these "bookworms" in front of him usually talk about books, they were like Ye Gong's good dragons, and they were very sensible. However, when the key moment came, good books were really placed in front of him, and with good prices, these "bookworms" were like Ye Gong meeting a real dragon, and they were already scared to the bottom of the table.

After shaking his head, Lin Yi put his mind on the book again. He gently flipped open the pages of the book with his hands, his movements were gentle and soothing, and he could see that he was full of caution and caution - once the painting was opened, he saw the extremely bright Rongbaozhai watermark flowers.

Speaking of Rong Baozhai’s watermarking technology, it is definitely the best at home and abroad. Many valuable calligraphy and painting gifts given to foreign friends, presidents, kings and princes are basically arranged by Rong Baozhai.

Especially those old books and picture albums, as long as they are slightly related to Rong Baozhai, they are basically tens of thousands of books.

Lin Yi looked through it very carefully. The carefulness made Zhao Sanpao doubt his attitude just now. Could it be that this is the real big buyer?

So as soon as Lin Yi's eyes moved away from the album, Zhao Sanpao took the initiative to say, "These two sets of letters with outer letters cost 30,000 yuan. Can you afford it?" Try to lower your tone, but there is still a bit of contempt.

Lin Yi raised his head, and a warm smile appeared on his handsome face. He said, "I can't afford it, I didn't bring that much money."

"Damn, I can't afford it and see it for most of the time. I thought you were a patron of Allah!" Zhao Sanpao muttered in disappointment.

Those around who know Lin Yi's identity, including Lao Yuan, are waiting to watch the fun; those who don't know Lin Yi think this young man is too ignorant of the rules, and you can't afford to buy it and watch it with other people's things for a long time. Isn't this just delaying your efforts?

"Go and go, don't make trouble if you don't buy it. Go aside and don't delay my business!" Zhao Sanpao lost all his feelings for Lin Yi and drove people away.

Lin Yi was also a little embarrassed. To be honest, he didn't bring that much money when he came to Taobao in Antique City. He only had seven or eight thousand yuan on his body. He thought there were no treasures here, but he didn't expect to meet Rong Baozhai's "Hundred Flowers Blooming".

"Although I can't afford it, he can afford it." Lin Yi suddenly pointed at someone.

Everyone looked in the direction of Lin Yi's finger, but they saw that the person was not someone else, but he was coach Huang who seemed to be following Lin Yi's butt.

Lin Yi knows that Teacher Huang is rich. Unlike Lin Yi, Lin Yi likes to keep all the money and cards at home, and doesn’t like to carry them with him because he feels very uncomfortable, as if he brings a safe every time he goes out to the street.

Teacher Huang is the opposite. As a veteran, he has nothing, only a disabled mother, and the tens of thousands of dollars given to him by Lin Yi, which are his most precious things, so he always keeps the money with him.

At this moment, Teacher Huang was holding a bag of books in his hand. Although Lin Yi pointed at him, he still looked cold.

"He?" Zhao Sanpao stared at Teacher Huang.

Others also looked at Teacher Huang incredibly. No matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be someone who could afford 30,000 yuan or buy books.

"Are you kidding, brother?" Zhao Sanpao looked unhappy.

Lin Yi still smiled and said, "But your price is a bit high. If it is 20,000, I'm sure he will pay it immediately."

"20,000?" Zhao Sanpao's face changed.

The bid was 30,000, but the price was only 3,000 or 5,000 yuan. Do you think you have to take it back from a long distance? I didn’t make a penny after this trip, but my wife didn’t even say she was going to die. When I think of my wife’s sharp mouth, I felt cold all over.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Sanpao glanced at Lin Yi, then at Teacher Huang, and said, "What you said doesn't matter, let him speak."

Lin Yi glanced at Teacher Huang and said, "Do you believe me?"

Teacher Huang did not answer, but took out 20,000 yuan from his arms and said, "For you."

Lin Yi nodded and turned around and said to Zhao Sanpao: "What do you think?"
Chapter completed!