Chapter Six, Manuscript "Wu Song Fights the Tiger".

The sound of brother-in-law Zhao Gang and elder sister Lin Xue talking came from outside.

Baoer is happy, "Can my uncle buy me jelly to eat, like what Chen Jiaming in kindergarten eats every day, and also lollipops, chocolates..."

Lin Yi touched Baor's head with his hand and said, "This is something my uncle collected, it can be sold for a lot of money."

On the first cover, it says - -.

After finally coaxing little girl Baoer to sleep, Lin Yi picked her up and put her back in her own room.

Liu Jiyou's painting.

Uncle, what is this? It looks really nice. Zhao Baoer picked up a comic strip, tilted her head, and looked at it with innocent eyes.

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I don't have any money. Since the last time I secretly gave you 300 yuan and was scolded by you, you have kept all the big money and I don't know where the bankbook is. Lin Xueman felt very aggrieved and thought her husband was too stingy, after all, it was her own younger brother.

Of course, buying books is something that Lin Yi kept a secret from his brother-in-law, Zhao Gang. If Zhao Gang were to find out that Lin Yi spent five hundred yuan on a pile of junk, he would definitely be furious.

According to his wife's words, Zhao Gang, this man, choked up a bit, feeling that after so many years, his achievements were nothing.

Is this...? Lin Yi opened the stack of manuscripts and saw that the sketch was about 32 pages in size, with heavy colors and meticulous brushwork. Wu Song, holding a whistle stick, the colorful hanging tiger, and even the tiger's whiskers, the pine needles in the pine forest, and the flowers and grass on the stones were all depicted clearly. In short, at first glance, this is simply a masterpiece of color painting.

Hehe, we need more.

Although Lin Yi has no in-depth research on comic book manuscripts, he still thinks it's a good thing, especially when a hint of rich apple fragrance wafts from the manuscript, making people feel refreshed and extremely comfortable.

Upon hearing Lin Yi, Zhao Gang furrowed his brow and said, "Has he not found a job yet?"

This document bag was pressed under a pile of sketch drafts, old and inconspicuous. If you don't look carefully, you won't see it at all. That's also the reason why Dong Glasses didn't find it.

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Bao Er Dao: "Hanging on a hook, unchanging for a hundred years!"

"He does business?" Zhao Gang sneered, "He'll lose money with his approach! By the way, where did he get the money to do business? Could it be from you?!" His tone was unfriendly.

If it weren't for the sake of Bao'er, and to receive a better education here, I would really want to go back to the county. At least there we still have our old house, and we wouldn't have to rely on others and endure such hardships.

Zhao Gang sighed and drank a cup of tea with a gurgling sound.

Giggling, Uncle Xiaojie, don't worry, Bao'er won't do that. Bao'er is a good child and good children are obedient. The little girl buried her head in Lin Yi's arms and rubbed her chin with her small face.

Zhao Gang snorted and said, "How can you still have the nerve to say that? The house we are living in now is rented from someone else. This building is about to be demolished, and the landlord is anxious to receive compensation. It's already good enough that they haven't kicked us out yet... The money in the folded paper is all emergency funds that I have worked hard to save for many years to buy a house."

Just as Lin Yi was rummaging through these things, his niece Zhao Baoer, wearing a cute hoodie, came bouncing in, holding a "Mei Yangyang".

Hearing the sighs coming from outside, Lin Yi couldn't help but also let out a sigh. Looking at Zhao Bao'er lying on the bed, carefree and unaware of the family's hardships, she was currently sleeping with a smile on her face, her fingers stuffed in her mouth, as if eating chocolate in her dreams.

These stories that deceive children are all made up by Lin Yi. Most of them are made up on the spot, so the stories told tonight are very different from those told last night. Bao'er listened carefully. Every time she heard a different part, she would ask why it was like that. Last night's story was not like this, which made Lin Yi have to lie as best as he could. After telling the story, he was sweating profusely.

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First, separate the comic books into different categories.

Lin Yi put the little girl on the bed, covered her with a blanket, was about to leave, but heard someone opening the door outside, knowing that it was his brother-in-law Zhao Gang who had come back. Lin Yi didn't want to face him, so he stayed still in Bao'er's room for the time being.

After organizing those comic books, Lin Yi opened the box of "free giveaway" sketch manuscripts. Following the scent of books, he quickly found a leather document bag at the bottom of the thick manuscript paper.

Took a towel and washed his face, wiped off the dust on his body, and then Lin Yi began to tidy up those old books.

Lin Yixiao smiled and said, "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess named Snow White..."

The room of the little girl, although simple, is filled with childlike innocence. There are various plush toys, dolls, and even posters on the walls that help with recognizing characters and learning pinyin.

More than this.

Everything is for the sake of the children. The teaching quality in the county is not as good as here. Just look at this kindergarten, the county's cannot compare. Although the fees are higher, it is worth it.

She and Zhao Gang are both from the county, came to this big city to work and live. They have no car, no house, and even worse, no good opportunities. They can only rely on hard work and perseverance to withstand the pressure and survive.

Why are there so many? Bao'er gestured a circle again.

Older sister Lin Xue has always been affectionate towards Lin Yi. Although she feels sorry for the 500 yuan, she also supports her younger brother's "entrepreneurship". Of course, she really doesn't believe that these old books can earn much. As for the 1,000 yuan earned, she just thinks he's lucky. However, such luck may not happen every day.

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Why are you back so early today? This is the voice of my older sister, Lin Xue.

The factory's performance is not good, and the newly produced alcohol cannot be sold. Zhao Gang said, "Nowadays, both white wine and beer are difficult to sell. There are too many brands, and our local brands cannot compete with the foreign ones. We rely on them for our alcohol sales, but now they are having a hard time, which affects our business as well."

Lin Yi came to his senses and picked up Bao'er, placing her on his lap, and said, "Of course you can, but you mustn't be as naughty as you were last night, refusing to sleep after hearing the story."

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The file bag is very thin, wrapped with a thread at the sealed end, and when opened, a stack of things poured out from inside.

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Seeing her husband like this, Lin Xue hurriedly said, "You can't say it like that. When Bao'er grows up, I will also find a job. I can earn at least 1000 yuan a month. With our combined salaries, we can make a down payment first and then slowly repay the loan. In short, it's not easy to establish a home here. Fortunately, both you and I are willing to endure hardships."

Below that is the text "1955 People's Fine Arts Publishing House".

Uncle, I'm tired. Can you tell me a bedtime story? Yesterday, the story you told me about "Snow White turning into a witch" was very good. Can you tell me again?

Looking at Bao'er's happy appearance, Lin Yi felt a pang of sadness. He knew that his older sister's family was not well-off, and Bao'er had never eaten anything delicious, especially snacks like chocolate and jelly, which she rarely had. Sometimes when Bao'er cried and made a scene in the supermarket, his sister would use the excuse that eating those snacks would cause cavities to pacify her. In reality, snacks like Xizhilang and Snickers were outrageously expensive, often costing tens of yuan for even a small amount. His brother-in-law only earned forty or fifty yuan a day, so if they bought snacks for Bao'er, the whole family would have to go without. Sometimes when Bao'er cried and made a scene in the supermarket, his sister would use the excuse that eating those snacks would cause cavities to pacify her. In reality, snacks like Xizhilang and Snickers were outrageously expensive, often costing tens of yuan for even a small amount. His brother-in-law only earned forty or fifty yuan a day, so if they bought snacks for Bao'er, the whole family would have to go without.

Perhaps this is a big treasure. Lin Yi became somewhat excited.

"Wu Song Fights the Tiger" (Illustration Manuscript).

"Damn it, my salary can't keep up with the rising housing prices, and there's nothing I can do about it!" Zhao Gang said with frustration.

Of course, it's possible. As long as Baor likes it, Uncle Xiao will buy all the delicious things in the supermarket and let you eat whatever you want. Zhao Baor giggled, revealing her missing front teeth. "Uncle Xiao, you must not deceive me, we pinky promise."

Where is Baor, is he asleep?

It's almost time. My older sister Zhao Xue couldn't help but say, "He said he's been busy with some business lately, maybe he can make some money."

Returning to his own room, Lin Yi looked at the pile of old books, feeling both happy and anxious.

"What can you buy with just thirty to forty thousand!?" Lin Xue couldn't help but say, "The lowest housing price now is two thousand one per square meter. A three-bedroom, one-living room apartment will cost over two hundred thousand. Yours is only enough for a small fraction."

Go to sleep, I was just telling stories to his little uncle.

However, Lin Yi didn't want to hide the matter from his sister, so he told her about earning 1,000 yuan by selling comics. Of course, he didn't mention his superhuman sense of smell, only saying that he believed these old books were of great value and could be sold for a profit.

Additionally, there are some unbound ones, totaling 200.

With great effort, Lin Yicai carried the two large boxes of old books he had bought back to his own residence.

A total of "16" pieces.

Lin Yi smiled slightly, then extended his pinky finger and hooked it with Bao'er's finger.

A lot of money, is there so much? Baoer gestured with her hand to indicate a circle the size of a watermelon.