Chapter 87 [1 Box of...books! 】

"Hey, Xiaobin, why haven't you gone home yet?"

"Oh, Aunt Xuan, I'll go back later tonight. I have something to do here."

"Oh, that aunt won't wait for you to eat. Don't come back too late. Be careful."

"Okay, don't worry."

After hanging up Qu Yunxuan's call, Dong Xuebin took away the IPHONE4, and after eating the last bite of the vegetarian fried pancakes with the restaurant, he saw that there were pedestrians passing by from time to time in the demolition area. Report to Director Xu. When the writing was almost finished, the time just arrived at eight o'clock sharp, the dark night sky was already pressing overhead, and there was basically no one around.

it's time!

Dong Xuebin's eyes were fixed, and he opened the curtain and came out of the small restaurant.

The dimly lit streetlights illuminated the dismantled construction site. Because the construction has not yet entered the official construction stage, and there are no large excavators and bulldozers, there are no protective measures at all on the site, and no one is left behind. There are only two gray stray cats around. There's nothing to see outside of a stray dog ​​with cocked ears, dirty, messy, late, and no one's coming here. Dong Xuebin paid attention to the broken bricks and tiles under his feet, sneaked back to the place in the afternoon, looked down, the stone brick was still the same stone brick, lying quietly, just like when he left.

Dig it!

Dong Xuebin rolled up his sleeves and started rubbing his hands vigorously, until both hands were hot, then he squatted down and clasped the irregular icy stone brick with his fingers, pulling open his arms and lifting it up. I don’t know if this flattened place is in the courtyard or the household. Anyway, the floor tiles are not cement, but thick and heavy stones. It has been pried up a lot beforehand, and Dong Xuebin is really difficult to move alone.

Work hard! Work hard! Work harder!

The stone bricks rose, and slowly floated up with Dong Xuebin's hand.

Ten centimeters... twenty centimeters... was knocked to the ground with a thud.

Dong Xuebin quickly looked around, seeing that no one noticed the movement, he blew lightly, clapped the soil on his hands in a low voice, and looked down with excitement - it was a box, it was a box that was submerged in soil and corroded. The box, peeled off the soil on top, and pushed the box lid aside, revealing a rusty iron box wrapped in a hard and thick plastic sheet. It seems that it should have been buried in the soil for a long time... But Not long either.

what exactly is it?

Don't be something worthless, right? Then the BACK and the afternoon of waiting were all wasted!

Dong Xuebin worried for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took out the plastic sheet and iron box. As soon as he got started, Dong Xuebin groaned in his heart. It was broken. The box was very light, as light as two or three teacups. After shaking it slightly, there was no sound inside. Obviously, it could not be gold and silver jewelry. , let alone porcelain bronzes. Dong Xuebin's heart was already half cold, and he slanted to clear the broken dirt on it, and then pulled the boxy rust-colored iron box out of the plastic sheet and laid it flat on the ground.

This feel, it seems that it is full of paper?

Halo, don't mention it, if someone buried the diary newspaper or some child's prank, it would be funny!

Dong Xuebin tangled his hands that were exposed to the cold wind, and after a few breaths, he reached out and twisted the iron box with anticipation, creaked, clicked, and tore off the rusty cover, and then took advantage of the faint moonlight. Taking a look inside the box, I went, Dong Xuebin slapped his forehead, and two big words came to mind - it's over!

There are only a dozen small books in it, and nothing else!

The light was too dark, and Dong Xuebin didn't see it too clearly, but unless these papers were made of gold, how much money could a few broken books and books be sold for? piece? two? That's the price of collecting waste, right? Yes, BACK wasted, an afternoon wasted! Dong Xuebin shook his head dumbfoundedly,

Holding the iron box, he walked under the street lamp. After spending so much thought, at least you have to see what is written on it?

The light of the street lamp hit the box.

Dong Xuebin, who had no hope, didn't take it seriously at all, and took out a copy and took a look.

It doesn't matter at this sight, Dong Xuebin was stunned for several seconds!

and many more! Hold on!

What is written on it is..."Reading History Guanjian"? That "Reading History Guanjian" in the Song edition! ?

Dong Xuebin's head was hot with melon seeds, and he opened the following booklets excitedly. The "Three Rites" in the Qing Kangxi block print? Lu You's "Jiannan Poems"? Li Chongshi's calligraphy book? "Tianxianglou Post"? In the end, there is actually a Tang Sutra..."Dunhuang Sutra"! ?

I rely on!

What kind of worthless broken book is this? It's a fucking rare ancient book! !

Dong Xuebin once worked and studied for two months in an antique shop specializing in rare ancient books and the four treasures of the study. Of course, he knew the true value of these books, pictures, and scriptures, so he didn't know what to say for a while. what a surprise! Without thinking any more, Dong Xuebin hurriedly took the ancient books out of the box and carefully put them into the bag, looked at the watch, and went back to put the stone brick and the lid of the box back in place. After doing this, Dong Xuebin arrived On the edge of the moat, he reached out and called a taxi and went straight to Panjiayuan.

The second-hand market closed early, and he went to an antique shop on the north side of East Road, Panjiayuan Bridge.

Last summer, Dong Xuebin helped the boss sell rare ancient books here.

The car stopped, and Dong Xuebin, who got off the rental car, saw that the lights outside Xuan Yuzhai were all off, but there was a weak light flashing in the innermost. Boss, Boss Jia, close the door later, my little Dong."

Squeak, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a small mustache, "Xiao Dong? Oh, why are you here?"

Dong Xuebin smiled and said, "Go in and say okay? It's not convenient outside."

Boss Jia chuckled, "Okay, but my business here is not good this year, so I don't plan to hire any more people."

"It's not like that." Entering the store sideways, the smell of books wafted through his nostrils.

Boss Jia turned the light back on, "If you're one step later, I'll lock the door and sleep. Come on, what's the mystery?"

Dong Xuebin was familiar with him before, so he was not polite. He found an imitation official hat chair and sat down. He wiped the water stains left on the teacup on the table. Dong Xuebin took the bag to the table of the Eight Immortals and took out the ten A few volumes of rare ancient books wrapped in plastic bags, "I came to you today to sell something. Well, I've been a little tight recently, so I rummaged through the deposit at home. Let's see how much money you can open."

Boss Jia touched his beard, "Ancient books?"

"Well." Dong Xuebin took out a few volumes from the inside and put them on the table.

"Hehe, you are hiding quite deep, you should have brought me something good long ago, okay, let me take a look." Boss Jia put on his glasses and sat down next to Dong Xuebin, and touched the booklet casually. He flipped through it in his hand, "...Yo drink, "Three Rites Picture"? 4 volumes of Qing Kangxi engraved version? This is a good thing."

"How much is it worth?" Unlike other antiques, rare ancient books are rarely fake due to the high production cost, so Dong Xuebin directly asked the price.

Boss Jia stroked his beard, "Well, the preservation is fairly complete. Four thousand yuan is definitely worth it. Hey, why are books so trendy?"

"Oh, it's been kept in the box at home, and it hasn't been exposed to the sun."

"Is that so, is there anything else? I'll take a look?"

Dong Xuebin simply took it all out, "You can calculate the price. If it's not suitable, I won't sell it, hehe."

Boss Jia pointed at him and smiled, "You kid, since it's what you brought, can I give you a high price?"

Of course Dong Xuebin will not believe his words. Who does business not to make money? But the reason why he came here was because he knew the boss, and the acquaintances were easy to talk to. Even if he couldn't give the highest price, at least it wouldn't be much worse.

Boss Jia began to flip through the pages, "...Oh, this is "Tianxianglou Post", but it is a little missing, and the pages are not complete, and the preservation is not good. Look at the bottom right corner, why is it corroded? This isn't worth much, eight hundred? One thousand? That's it... oh, is this a Song-blocked edition? Now, 6,000 yuan will definitely give you... "The Biography of the Mustard Seed Garden"? This one can also give you 5,000..."

Dong Xuebin counted in his heart.

Finally, Boss Jia moved his gaze to a scroll, opened it and took a breath, "Tang Jing..."Dunhuang Sutra"?" He glanced at Dong Xuebin in surprise, "You This thing is quite well preserved, it's not easy, where did you get it? It's a family heirloom?"

Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly, "I don't know the specifics."

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Boss Jia didn't ask any more, sighing: "This Tang Jing... I'll give you 80,000 yuan."

Dong Xuebin also had some knowledge, knowing that the "Dunhuang Sutra" should be a little higher, so he said: "One hundred thousand."

Boss Jia shook his head again and again, "I can't give you 100,000 yuan. What you said is the auction price."

Dong Xuebin bargained: "That 80,000 is too low. Otherwise, these other ancient books will be sold at the price you just said, and I will not bargain, but Tang Jing, you have to give me a little more."

After thinking about it, Boss Jia said: "Tang Jing is ninety thousand, no matter how high it is."

"...Okay, that's it!"

"cash?"

"Row."

"Okay, wait for me to get it for you."

At the end of the final reckoning, these dozen rare ancient books sold for over 110,000!

In addition to the 100,000 yuan and a few thousand in Dong Xuebin's bank card, now his total assets have reached 220,000 yuan! !

An astonishing number that Dong Xuebin could not have imagined before! !

Earn again! !

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