Rebirth of the Nine-Three Era

He put the book away and put it in his handbag.

"Thank you Professor Luo for identifying it for me. This book belongs to a friend of mine. It's not convenient for me to tell you the true situation of my friend. I'm sorry."

Luo Huacheng said to him: "Mr. Yin, if your friend wants to sell it, I can help contact the buyer. One copy is worth tens of thousands of yuan. If there are more than a dozen copies, there will be millions of people willing to sell it."

A million now is about the same as a billion 20 years later.

I am not short of funds at the moment, so why should I sell? Wouldn’t it be nice to have the price increase to 20 million after more than 2.6 years?

He decided to take Lao Kang to the bank to transfer money tomorrow morning. He first bought a dozen volumes of "Collected Works of Wang Wengong" and a volume of "Lost Slips of Song Dynasty People" before he felt at ease.

He informed Luo Huaping that the construction team could be arranged to enter the commercial street construction site in the near future.

Try to start construction as soon as possible.

Luo Huaping promised to arrange for workers to come there in the next few days.

At this time, the waiter brought the fried vegetables to the table, but Sun Zhucai changed his usual way.

He filled a small bowl of soup and drank it slowly.

Yin Yuan and others chatted, but he didn't speak and just laughed a few times.

Even Luo Huaping was surprised by this change.

"Gong Sun, you're welcome. You can do whatever you want."

Sun Zhucai nodded and smiled and said: "In the past, I never considered other people's feelings when doing things or getting along with others. Yesterday I went to school to meet my son. His words made me understand the shortcomings in me. I will work hard to correct them in the future."

Yin Yuan said: "The ancients said that if you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is no greater good. This is a good thing."

More than an hour later, Yin Yuan drove away.

Early the next morning, he asked for leave from Teacher Lei, saying that he had something urgent to deal with.

This morning was devoted to flower-and-bird painting. In the past, he practiced flower-and-bird painting a lot. Even if he did not attend class, his painting skills would not be affected.

Of course, Teacher Lei will not force him not to miss class.

The eighteen of them were originally trained for a short period of time. Unlike other students who studied in the formal system for four years, they did not need to be so strict in management.

So he nodded in agreement.

Yin Yuan drove directly to Lao Kang's house, took him directly to the bank, and transferred 11 yuan to his account.

I returned to his house and pocketed a dozen volumes of "Collected Works of Wang Wengong".

Back at school, Teacher Lei asked him: "Is the matter finished so quickly?"

Yin Yuan said: "I just went to the bank to transfer some money. It doesn't take long."

During the last practice session in the morning, he received a call from Zheng Zhou in Wancheng.

"Brother Yin Yuan, didn't you also buy a building on Tingzi Street?"

"Yes, we rented it to the owner of the restaurant. Is there any problem?"

Zheng Zhou said: "The Dingzi Street old city reconstruction project has been finalized, and now the relevant departments have begun to collect homeowners' opinions on demolition compensation. They should call you in the next few days and invite everyone to the relocation office for negotiation. .”

Yin Yuan asked: "Old Zheng, what is the current compensation standard?"

Zheng Zhou said: "We are still in the stage of soliciting opinions. The housing should be compensated according to the actual area. The pavement area should also be compensated for the same area. The newly built cultural street should also have housing and shops. Of course, if you don't want houses and shops, simply compensate They will also give you money.”

Zheng Zhou told him the phone number of the demolition office.

Yin Yuan called the demolition office and told the staff that the house at No. 178 Dingzi Street was his property.

The demolition office staff asked him: "Do you want money, or do you need shops and housing of the same area?"

Yin Yuan asked him what the compensation standard would be if he wanted money?

A staff member from the demolition office said: “We are still in the collection stage, and no specific standards have been released yet. Now it depends on the wishes of each homeowner.”

Yin Yuan considered that even if the compensation was based on the current selling price of commercial housing, it would not exceed a thousand yuan per square meter.

Shops doubled.

House prices are still at a low price stage.

It would be more cost-effective to trade in old ones for new ones and get a few apartments and a shop in Guancheng.

He told the demolition officer: "I want shops and housing."

The demolition office personnel asked him to take the real estate certificate to the demolition office for registration and confirmation.

Yin Yuan said: "I only have time on Sundays. Do you have anyone working on Sundays?"

The staff told him: "We will arrange people on duty."

Yin Yuan said that I would go there tomorrow.

As soon as he finished the call, he received another call.

"Hello, Mr. Yin, I am Luo Huacheng. It's about the "Collected Works of Wang Wen Gong". Do you want to sell it? If so, a customer wants to collect it at a high price."

Yin Yuan asked with interest: "How much is he willing to give?"

"50."

Yin Yuan refused without hesitation.

The reason why Lao Kangtou was willing to sell a set of books to himself for 12 yuan was because he was worried that his time was running out and these ancient books would be treated as waste paper if they fell into the hands of his son.

I want to leave these valuable treasures in the hands of people who know the goods while I am still alive, and at the same time discount them and leave the money to my son, so that he can have food and clothing for the rest of his life.

But he knew the true value of this set of ancient books. It would be worth 20 million yuan in 2.6 years. Even if he was given 100 million yuan at this time, he would have to consider whether to sell it.

Seeing how firmly he refused, Luo Huacheng asked doubtfully: "Mr. Yin, how much will you pay for it?"

Yin Yuan said: "I have not considered selling it at this stage. However, I have several other Song Dynasty editions and several Qing Dynasty editions. If you are interested, I can sell them."

Luo Huacheng said happily: "I told my friend that he should be willing."

Gao Qiwen came to see Yin Yuan. Seeing him making several phone calls one after another, he naturally didn't want to disturb him and kept waiting in the corridor outside.

Yin Yuan saw that he had changed into a new set of clothes and even had his hair cut short, giving him a completely new look. He smiled and said, "It's a bit like a blind date, not bad."

While still on the way, Luo Huacheng called again.

"Mr. Yin, my friend is particularly interested in the ancient books you have. He wants to meet you and see the real objects. Do you have time?"

Yin Yuan said: "I am going back to Jiangming now and will not go back to Yangcheng until Monday. Let's meet again on Monday to talk."

Luo Huacheng said happily: "That's great. My friend and I are at Jiangming Wuyi University, and Professor Zhao Tinghao here is our classmate."

Yin Yuan said: "Then you just wait for me at Wuyi University. I will be there in more than an hour."

It’s okay to not need Zhao Tinghao to identify him now, but we have made an appointment with him and still want to see him.

Seeing Gao Qiwen looking thoughtfully out of the car window, he deliberately teased him: "How about it, how confident are you that you can win this meeting with your girlfriend this time?"

Gao Qiwen said: "I am a pauper, and I am afraid that I cannot give her happiness."

Yin Yuan reminded him: "The girl's family has a good financial situation, so she doesn't value money so much. If she is willing to date you, I'm afraid she will value your character and talent."

Gao Qiwen said: "In the final analysis, it is necessary to have a financial foundation. If I can be like you, her parents will definitely not say a word against me."

At this time, Yin Yuan's big brother rang again.

"Hello, are you Brother Yin Yuan? I am Cao Haitang. I want to ask, Gao Qiwen..."

Yin Yuan handed the phone to Gao Qiwen: "Your girlfriend is looking for you."

Gao Qiwen excitedly told Cao Haitang that he had taken Yin Yuan's car to Jiangming and would arrive at Wuyi University in about half an hour.

Cao Haitang agreed with him to wait for him at the gate of Wuyi University.

Yin Yuan said to Gao Qiwen: "Brother, I think there will be a show this time, come on!"

Gao Qiwen had a smile on his face.

Soon after arriving at the gate of Wuyi University, Gao Qiwen saw Cao Haitang standing at the gate from a distance.

"That girl is Cao Haitang."

Yin Yuan saw that the girl was delicate and tall, with two dimples on her face and a particularly charming smile.

Gao Qiwen said he was grateful to Yin Yuan for bringing him to Jiangming.

Cao Haitang also came over and nodded to say hello to Yin Yuan.

Yin Yuan said: "You can come to my house to play when you have time."

He told them the location of his home.

He said: "I also want to find Professor Zhao from Wuyi University. There are several people waiting for me."

He drove into the campus, and Cao Haitang said to Gao Qiwen: "This brother Yin Yuan is a big boss, right?"

The two went to a restaurant, and Gao Qiwen chatted with her about Yin Yuan while eating.

At this time, Yin Yuan was driving on campus and saw his brother-in-law Lin Rundong riding a motorcycle from a distance, carrying a female classmate out of the campus gate.

He wanted to call him, but thought about it and let it go.

If I go to see Professor Zhao and the others, I will definitely invite them to lunch.

Yin Yuan found the faculty and staff family building and came to Zhao Tinghao's home on the third floor.

Sure enough, I saw Luo Huacheng and another middle-aged man at his house.

Zhao Tinghao, who had gray hair on his temples and an old look on his face, saw Yin Yuan and said in surprise: "Li Mincheng calls you talented and smart, and today you are indeed worthy of your reputation."

"Professor Zhao is ridiculous. I am just an ordinary person."

Luo Huacheng introduced the middle-aged man next to him to Yin Yuan: "Mr. Yang Qinghuang is a famous antique collector in Hong Kong, and he also likes to collect ancient books."

Yang Qinghuang held Yin Yuan's hand and said: "Xiao Yin is a good person among people. If you have antique collections in the future, if you want to sell them, you can come to me."

Zhao Tinghao said: "Yes, didn't Lao Li say that you have a Song Dynasty book that you want me to identify? It happened that two old classmates also came. They are both experts in this field and are top scholars in the country. But Let’s watch together.”

Luo Huacheng did not say at this time that he had already authenticated it.

Yin Yuan took out another volume of "Collected Works of Wang Wengong" from his satchel, placed it on the table, and gave it to them for appraisal.

Luo Huacheng saw that what Yin Yuan took out at this time was another volume, not the one he had originally authenticated.

From this, he can conclude that the remaining seventy volumes are now in Yin Yuan's hands.

Zhao Tinghao and Yang Qinghuang were both extremely excited.

"This volume is Volume 26 to Volume 33, miscellaneous."

"This is a copy collected by the Imperial Palace Library and Mausoleum Department and published by Longshu County in the early Southern Song Dynasty."

"This unique copy has been collected by the Liu family in Yingchuan, the Jiang family in Huzhou, the Wu family in Nantong, and the Wang family in Changzhou since it left the cabinet treasury before the Qing Dynasty. Now it is collected by Xiaoyin. It is rare for the world to see. It is quite rare. Jane.”

"I heard that in the early 60s, this collection appeared in a bookstore in Hong Kong, and was later purchased by a collector from the Mainland..."

They all wanted to ask Yin Yuan about the origin of this set of ancient books, but they probably wouldn't reveal anything about it even if they asked.

If you want him to take another dozen volumes and look at them together, Yin Yuan will certainly not agree.

Yang Qinghuang's eyes shone and he asked Yin Yuan directly: "Mr. Yin, are you willing to sell this collection of essays? If so, I will give you 80."

Yin Yuan shook his head and said: "I have no intention to sell it now. I know that there are only two copies in the world that are known to me, and they are both fragments. If the two are combined and the duplicate volumes are removed, a complete "Collected Works of Wang Wengong" can be obtained. Book."

“So in a sense, this book is a national treasure and will be valued in the future.”

He kept the books carefully.

"It's lunch time now, how about I invite you to eat at a restaurant outside?"

Zhao Tinghao said: "Xiao Yin, you are looking down on me like this. If you come to my house, there is no reason to go out to eat when it is time to eat. The old woman and her daughter have been busy in the kitchen for a long time, and they will start eating soon."

Yin Yuan said I would put the bag back in the car.

He picked up a few good cigarettes from the car and brought two bottles of Maotai wine to Zhao Tinghao's house.

Yin Yuan showed Yang Qinghuang the "Collected Pages of Song Editions of the Qing Palace Daku" and the Cheng Jia edition of "Dream of Red Mansions" which were placed in the car.

"Teacher Yang, what do you think of these two ancient books? If the price is right, I can sell them to you."

After careful identification, Yang Qinghuang and Luo Huacheng confirmed that both books were genuine.

Yang Qinghuang thought for a while and said: "Coming to the Qing Dynasty, I would like to give you eight thousand for "Collected Pages of the Song Edition of the Qing Palace Daku". For this Cheng Jia edition of "Dream of Red Mansions", I would like to give you one thousand and five thousand. What do you think?"

Yin Yuan knew that although the ancient book "The Great Treasury of the Qing Palace..." would fetch 38 at auction decades later, it was not cheap now that he bought it from Lao Kang for [-].

Ten thousand at this time is almost the same as four and a half million more than 20 years later.

You can sell it to him for a few thousand dollars.

He thought for a moment and said, "Give me a round number. I'll sell you two books for ten thousand."

Yang Qinghuang smiled and said, "Okay, Xiao Yin is really good at doing business."

He paid [-] yuan to Yin Yuan on the spot.

He also suggested: "Xiao Yin, I will give you 85 yuan for your set of "Collected Works of Wang Wen Gong" and "Abandoned Slips of Song Dynasty People", will you sell them?"

Yin Yuan never expected that this old boy would always be obsessed with his set of ancient books.

"I told you not to sell it, let alone 85, even if it is 100 million, I may not sell it, so don't bother trying."

At this time, Professor Zhao's daughter cooked the food and invited everyone to eat.

Yin Yuan thought at this time: If he really gives 100 million and sells the book to him, it won't be considered a loss.

The purchasing power of 100 million yuan at this time is about the same as 20 million yuan more than 2.5 years later.

After dinner, Professor Zhao Tinghao said: "I heard from Lao Li that your Go level is pretty good. Even Lao Li is not your opponent. Can we play a game?"

After learning that Yin Yuan's household registration was Xinhui, Zhao Tinghao said: "Xiangshan City often holds Go competitions with Jiangming City. If your level is high, you can beat their Xiangshan City next time."

Yang Qinghuang said: "Brother Zhao's level should be pretty good, right? You can't beat Xiangshan City in the competition? Are there any Go masters in Xiangshan City?"

Zhao Tinghao invited everyone to the living room, took out the chess equipment and wanted to play a game with Yin Yuan.