Chapter Ten, you are my "Mutton Soup".

Finally, Lin Yi looked hesitant and embarrassed. Then, he looked at Guo Zixing with emotion and said, "Brother Guo, although I haven't had much contact with you, I know you are a good person. Good people should be rewarded..."

Brother Guo, please don't say that. The reason why I brought it out is mainly for you to appreciate it. You are an experienced player, a senior, and my respected elder brother. I am not talented, but it is something that I can proudly show off. After you have looked at it, I will put it back and keep it as a treasure for future store opening... So I hope Brother Guo can understand.

Lin Yi focuses on his nose, observes his heart, and starts tapping the table with his fingers, pa pa pa, pa pa pa.

Guo Zixing is happy, he's been waiting for this sentence.

Lin Yizhao still went to the Temple of Wealth and headed straight to the old book market in the inner courtyard.

Speaking more bluntly, many people, like Lin Yi, have a limited understanding of comics, focusing only on their commercial value. As for which types can make money and which have artistic value, they are completely unaware.

Lin Yi: "... ...".

Guo Zixing twisted his neck.

I can't do more, at most I can sincerely transfer this set of drawings to you, which can be considered as creating a good relationship. In the future, we may have more interactions, and perhaps I will need your help. Lin Yi's words were very implicit, but the message conveyed was "I am willing to transfer."

As the saying goes, "The early bird catches the worm." The tradition of visiting the Temple of the God of Wealth has been going on for many years. Many bookworms who are obsessed with book hunting have developed the habit of getting up early to search for treasures on Taobao.

Lin Yi also exclaimed, "One million!"

Lin Yi still had that lazy look on his face. He leisurely took a sip of mineral water. Guo Zixing became anxious and snatched his mineral water, gulping it down in one breath. Then he returned it to Lin Yi, saying, "Sorry, bro, I was thirsty."

The temple of the God of Wealth in Nandu is still bustling with people coming and going, selling antiques on the ground, shouting to sell calligraphy and paintings, and trading in red collectibles such as Chairman Mao badges, Red Treasure books, bullet casings, helmets, military water bottles... A dazzling array of items are displayed on the ground.

Therefore, Lao Yuan engaged in a prolonged bargaining battle with Wang Heizi, wearing out their lips, using books as their weapons.

In such situations, Lin Yi often likes to stand with his hands behind his back, leisurely watching everyone scramble for a pile of old books. After everyone's enthusiasm has passed, he slowly and casually flips through a few of the old books, but of course, he often comes up empty-handed.

What's so mysterious about not selling it to you?

Upon seeing this, Lin Yi just smiled and said, "I'm going to the God of Wealth Temple," then left.

Guo Zixing is still in place, looking at the "treasure" in the fish skin bag, feeling that it is nothing compared to the sketches taken away by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi casually drank a bowl of porridge and then handed 1000 yuan to his older sister, saying, "This is some money I earned in the past few days, to be used as food and accommodation expenses."

Although he guessed that Lin Yi might ask for a lot, he didn't expect him to have such a big appetite.

Ahem, the main reason is that I, as the elder brother, have a passion for collecting comics. I have been playing for decades, and now I have seen such a treasure. How should I put it? It has captured my heart, and I can't bear to let it go. If this thing is genuine, it is truly Master Liu's original artwork. I am willing to pay a high price to buy it. How about it, little brother? As long as you are willing to part with it, just name your price! After saying this, Guo Zixing looked at Lin Yi eagerly, waiting for him to agree.

These days, Guo Zixing hasn't called, which makes Lin Yi somewhat anxious. He suspects that the other party may have been scared off by him and wants to give up these drafts. Of course, these drafts are absolutely good things, but for someone like Lin Yi who has no job, lives with his sister, and can't even eat enough, even the best things in his hands are useless. Therefore, Lin Yi is eager to sell them.

Lin Yi is still that calm and composed person that makes people feel annoyed. Guo Zixing doesn't understand why someone so young can be so gloomy and how he could have developed such a demeanor. Even if he had started in the industry from his mother's womb, he couldn't have been so profound. However, he didn't know that at this moment, Lin Yi had already controlled his emotions through his sensitive intuition, and knew him like the back of his hand. He was calm and composed, of course.

Although Guo Zixing is a book peddler, he is not the kind of refined book peddler. Of course, he usually tries to appear refined, but now, under Lin Yi's vulgar pretense, Guo Zixing's hard-earned refined demeanor has completely disappeared, and his old face is filled with displeasure.

Just as Dong Yanjing was boasting, He Xiangu curled her lips and said to him, "Stop bragging, your 'mutton soup' is here."

Oh, human beings! Often we are blinded by a single leaf, and that leaf which blinds us is often the most common form of wealth - money.

At this moment, "Huángfǔ Èrqiú" transformed into an angry and aggressive "fighting rooster," loudly shouting at the person who stepped on his hand. The people nearby watched the commotion while happily continuing to browse through old books.

After finally sorting out his emotions, Guo Zixing stared at Lin Yi with a mournful look.

What's the point of keeping it if you're not going to sell it?

Not selling to you... You are such a despicable person!

Linyi smiled, very friendly, making people feel comfortable. He said, "I'm really sorry, Guo, take one million. If you can't get it out, let's keep in touch more in the future. This treasure, I'll save it for you." After speaking, Linyi stood up, packed the sketches and the 6000 RMB earned today, leaving a charming smile for Guo Zixing, and then left.

... ....

Weekend, it's weekend again.

Because it's the weekend, little girl Zhao Baoer rarely gets to sleep in. She is still sound asleep, hugging her "Mei Yangyang" plush toy.

Among them, the self-proclaimed "Number One Collector of Nan Du Zhi Shu" is Lao Yuan, who has the fastest and most efficient movements. Despite being in his fifties, short and bald, he grabs books like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins. He either carries them with his legs or bumps others aside with his head, frantically grabbing with both hands and flipping through piles of old books upside down.

Guo Zixing couldn't help but regard Lin Yi with a higher level of esteem.

This statement is well-reasoned and well-supported, the speaker is truly an experienced and skilled individual.

There are lucky people, and there are unlucky people. A guy named Huangfu got his hand stepped on while catching a book, and he cursed loudly. People just laughed it off.

Regarding this, Lin Yi also didn't pay much attention. Originally, he didn't come to the God of Wealth Temple to buy books this time, but to inquire about the market for comic books.

Plop, Guo Zixing almost fell down.

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"Brother, are you kidding me? One million, this is not a small amount." Guo Zixing said earnestly, "I'm telling you, brother, your price is a bit high."

Guo Zixing has experienced many frustrating things, such as cheating on his wife without her knowledge, taking a woman shopping for clothes, indulging in food, drink, and entertainment all day, booking a hotel room, taking a shower, undressing, getting on the bed, and just when they were about to have intercourse, the woman said, "Sorry, I'm on my period."

Where would Lin Xue be willing to accept it? On the side, Zhao Gang grabbed it and said, "Why not accept it? These food and drinks didn't fall from the sky. Besides, who knows when he will squander the money."

He doesn't drink mineral water. He started tapping the table with his fingers again, making a "pa pa pa" sound, which annoyed Guo Zixing.

As a novice in the old book market, Lin Yi feels that his understanding of old books is still insufficient. Although he knows that comic books are now very popular and have been included in the four major collections, alongside antiques, jade and calligraphy, becoming the darling of many collectors, his knowledge of comic books is still lacking. He only knows that many good comic books can fetch high prices.

Young man, this is not proper of you. Why don't you sell it if you bring it out? Are you showing off or deliberately teasing me?

In the morning, Lin Yi got up as usual, very early. My older sister made corn gruel, two plates of pickles, and a few steamed buns.

With a twist of his glasses, Dong looked over and saw Lin Yi walking towards him with a smiling face.

At this moment, the situation was the same. From the beginning, Lin Yi had been showing off his mystery. He mysteriously took out the draft and opened it for him to see. When his eyes widened in amazement, his blood boiled and he planned to inquire about the price. However, Lin Yi casually said, "I'm sorry, I'm not selling!"

Behind them, Lin Xue was complaining to her husband vigorously, while Zhao Gang sneered at Lin Yi's back and said, "Acting like a big shot in front of me, wait until you bring me back one million before you talk, kid!"

Ahem, why does this statement sound so awkward.

Lin Yizhi's reason for asking for "one million" from Guo Zixing last time was that his eyes were blinded by money. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. The main reason was that he had no idea about the value of the colored manuscript of "Wu Song Fights the Tiger" in his hands.

For Lin Yi, his good impression has multiplied. He is considered a kind person, someone who values emotions and is easily moved by affection. The previous misunderstanding of him is truly shameful.

Okay, without further ado, my brother, I have definitely made up my mind to be friends with someone like you. Regarding this set of drawings, you name your price!

Those who know him all know that he is a "weirdo" in the old book market, who likes to hunt for old books. However, the books he hunts for are mostly rubbish with no collectible value. Often, when he buys too many, he realizes that something is wrong, so he packs them up and takes them to the Temple of Wealth to sell. Unfortunately, it's easy to buy books but hard to sell them. His books often sit unsold for half a month, and in the end, he sells them cheaply to those who collect old books. He buys books for five yuan and sells them for one yuan, or buys them for ten yuan and sells them for two yuan, only losing and not gaining—yet he still enjoys it. Behind his back, he is called "Er Qiu" (a local dialect term meaning fool). Some even directly call him "Huangfu Er Qiu".

However, this time Lao Yuan encountered a rival. The seller of the books this time is Wang Heizi from the "Four Heavenly Kings" old book stall. This person is cunning and malicious. He knew that Lao Yuan liked this item, so he directly quoted a high price—100 yuan.

Brother-in-law Zhao Gang had to work overtime, so he also woke up early. However, his expression towards Lin Yi has never been good. Although they were sitting at the same table, he appeared very serious.

Often around seven o'clock, those book vendors would dump bags of old books on the ground. Then, the book hunters would swarm over them, burying their heads and frantically grabbing books, afraid of missing out on any treasures.

Soon, he had a harvest. He found a 16mo "Nandu City Cultural Relics Chronicle" from a large pile of old books, an offset edition, the initial draft from 1987. Such books have very limited print runs and strong informational content, with very detailed pictures of ancient tomb excavations and archaeological artifacts. It's a treasure that Lao Yuan has always liked.

Old Yuan has always been stingy when it comes to buying books. According to his philosophy of book hunting, he aims to spend the least amount of money to find the best books. It is rumored that he has collected over 5,000 books since he started book hunting, and none of them cost more than 50 yuan. In other words, his upper limit for book hunting is fifty yuan.

Unlucky!

Not far away, Dong Yanjing, who had just finished setting up his stall, was bragging with He Xiangu, Liu Sanliang, and others. The bragging was naturally about his heroic feat of making a big profit of 500 yuan from Lin Yi last time... In his story, he, the wise and brave hero, made several hundred yuan from the fool Lin Yi with just a little cost, and then proudly drank fresh lamb soup for three days.

Absolutely makes people feel extremely angry and have nowhere to vent.

Disappointment!