Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

The stall owner looked in the direction of Chen Yang's finger. It was an old book that was yellowed all over. He didn't recognize the things written in the book at all.It is said to be a book, but it is just a dozen pieces of paper bound together. The paper is very rough and cannot be called a book at all.

The stall owner originally put it there to hold down the plastic sheet on the ground. Now that he saw Chen Yang pointing at the book, the stall owner pursed his lips in amusement.

"Brother, there's nothing interesting in this book. I can't understand anything on it." The stall owner smiled as he spoke, took the book and threw it directly in front of Chen Yang, "It's like a ghost painting, I can't understand it at all. "

Chen Yang looked at the book that the stall owner threw on the ground, and his heart skipped a beat. If this was true, he would be blind if it fell to pieces.Fortunately, the old book landed firmly in front of Chen Yang. It only slightly stirred up a burst of dust but did not disperse.

Chen Yang reached out and looked through the books in front of him. The more he read, the more excited he became. The book in front of him was no ordinary old book.

Watching Chen Yang flipping through the pages, Song Qingyun couldn't help but come closer. Just one glance made Song Qingyun's eyes light up slightly, and then he couldn't help but secretly shake his head.

The book is designated to be old, but according to my own eyes, it is at least from the early Ming Dynasty.But Song Qingyun couldn't understand what was written in the book, and Song Qingyun was not thinking about the book at all. He was still thinking about what treasures he could pick up and surpass Jiang Guangtai.

As for the book in Chen Yang's hand, although it was said to be an old thing, it was useless in Song Qingyun's eyes.Old books only have a certain value unless they are preserved by the government. However, any preserved books that are deemed to be official from ancient times will be recognized as cultural relics.

He would ask to send it to a museum or some historical research institute. Anyway, in Song Qingyun's eyes, ancient books have no market value, and they have no practicality without doing archaeological research.

"Brother Chen, it's almost time. Should we go somewhere else?" Song Qingyun reminded Chen Yang from the side.

At this time, Chen Yang was focused on the book and didn't even hear what Song Qingyun was saying. The stall owner looked at Chen Yang and grinned while smoking, "What's wrong, buddy, can you understand? "

Chen Yang nodded while flipping through the book, "My family had a few ancient books like this when I was a kid. At that time, there was an old man living next door, and he could understand these ancient books."

Having said this, Chen Yang looked up at the stall owner and smiled, "When I was a child, I took ancient books and asked the old man to read them to me. After reading them over and over again, I recognized many words in them."

"Then what is written in this book?" When the stall owner heard what Chen Yang said, he couldn't help but asked curiously. After all, this was the first time he met someone who could understand this ancient book.

"These are all stories from the ancients," Chen Yang flicked the old book with his hand. "For example, we are familiar with Kong Rong letting pears, Sima Guang smashing vats, straw boats borrowing arrows, etc."

"Oh," the stall owner nodded, then frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

Although I couldn't understand a single word of the content, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell it.

"Brother, how much does this book cost? Sell it to me."

"If you like it, give me two yuan!"

Two yuan is so cheap!Chen Yang kept suppressing the excitement in his heart, took out two yuan from his pocket and was about to hand it to the stall owner, "Brother, if you still have this kind of ancient book, keep it for me, I want it more!"

Chen Yang handed over the money and said to the stall owner. The stall owner did not take the money from Chen Yang's hand. He smiled slightly and pulled out the wooden box sitting under his butt. He patted it hard with his big hand and said, "Everything is here." Yes, see for yourself!”

I wiped it!Song Qingyun looked at the box for a moment, then looked at Chen Yang again.At this time, Song Qingyun already understood in his heart that Chen Yang definitely knew the value of this thing, because if nothing else, the box in front of him was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Although the wooden box looks very shabby, it is not difficult to tell that it is made of the finest golden nanmu. And looking at the patterns on the box, it is likely that it came from the palace of the Song Dynasty. If it is really from the Song Dynasty, this box alone is worth It's no small matter.

Chen Yang carefully opened the box and looked inside.It was covered with the same old books as before. Although a few of them were not well preserved and had fallen apart, almost all of them were there. In other words, there was a whole set in this box.

"If you want it, I'll give you 50 yuan, and I'll give you the book, belt, and box!" the stall owner said, stamping out his cigarette butts.

Pay the money and get the goods!

Chen Yang hugged Jin Sinan's wooden box and walked back quickly with Song Qingyun.Song Qingyun walked on the road and said to Chen Yang, "It seems that time is running out now. I guess Jiang Guangtai has already found everything. What should we do?"

Chen Yang held the box with a smile on his lips, patted the box with his hand and said, "Boss Song, haven't we found it now? What are we afraid of!"

"Brother Chen, please stop joking!" Song Qingyun looked at Chen Yang's unfazed look and was already extremely anxious.

"The workmanship, texture, and age of this box are not bad, I admit it!" Song Qingyun looked at Chen Yang and said, "The high-quality golden nan used in the palace of the Song Dynasty could be sold for a good price if it was taken out and designated. But now we Your opponent is Jiang Guangtai, and it is impossible for you to defeat him with a box like this!"

When Chen Yang heard this, he looked Song Qingyun up and down, and then rolled his eyes, "Boss Song, your eyesight has deteriorated during this time! Who told you that this is the only box? Is there anything else in this box? Is it from a book?"

Song Qingyun couldn't help but be startled after hearing this. He looked at the box held in Chen Yang's hand. Could it be that the old books in this box were really good things?

"Brother Chen, it's time, please stop trying to get along with me!" Song Qingyun asked anxiously, "I'll tell you the truth, for so many years... no, starting from my second uncle, we two generations have not done any research Pass the ancient book!”

When asked about this, Song Qingyun lowered his voice and asked Chen Yang, "Brother Chen, this ancient book of yours is definitely not a story. What kind of book is this?"

It turns out that Song Qingyun also has shortcomings. Chen Yang laughed after hearing what Song Qingyun said.The two of them were talking and unknowingly were approaching the door of Juguzhai. At this time, a bunch of people had gathered in front of the door of Juguzhai.

"Have you heard that Master Jiang missed a painting by Qi Baishi?"

"If it weren't for that, I would have to be a master!"

"That's it. Master Jiang even picked up Qi Baishi's paintings. I guess that kid didn't get it right!"

"If you ask me, you are too young!"

"Look, that kid is back too!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone turned around and saw Chen Yang and Song Qingyun slowly walking towards the direction of Juguzhai. Chen Yang was holding an old wooden box in his hand.