Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

Zhou Shuming frowned tightly, the so-called gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times. In 1927, only sixteen years had passed since the Revolution of 1911. The bones of the scholars who used to sell their goods to the emperor’s family were still cold. Today, a gun and a bag of rice are more real than a book. The value of the past Thousands of rare books, calligraphy and painting collections have been declining all the way, and dilapidated libraries can be found everywhere. Some unworthy descendants even sold it for waste paper. For the twelve books in front of me, Zhou Shuming only spent 4,000 yuan, and they were corrupted from the library of the old Zhou family. 40 years ago, even his old Juren master would definitely be willing to spend 1,000 yuan. Shi Dami was exchanged, thinking of this, Zhou Shuming took a sip of tea, raised his brows and said to Huang Xuan: If Mr. Huang is not satisfied, I can find some more, but please leave a few more grains in the warehouse. One day. Just one day. Huang Xuan stretched out a finger arrogantly and said, I have limited time, and I can't wait for so many days. You can also bring it back. In this way, including the book written by Emperor Lao Shizi, there are 6 books in total. You can go to the warehouse to pick up 900 stone grains, or 1500 silver dollars for each book. no problem? Huang Xuan's price is calculated at 12 yuan per stone, and in the market, the price of brown rice per stone has already risen to 18 yuan. Zhou Shuming is naturally willing to ask for food. The corners of his mouth twitched, and then closed again. Only the person responsible for the food has the right to speak, he knew it in his heart, and said goodbye: In this case, the old man will transport the food back first, and Young Master Huang will wait for the good news. After a few words, he talked about the old man again. Huang Xuan sneered, gathered the books in several boxes together, and walked out the door first.... There was an idiot from the capital who bought rare books at ten times the market price The news spread from Ganpu at the speed of plane travel, and spread throughout the entire Jiaxing Prefecture in an instant. The counties of Haiyan, Pinghu, and Haining can be called the library of China. The person deliberately zoomed in. You know? I heard that the price of books is going to rise, and those who have ancient books will be prosperous! ... It is said that the national government is going to build a library, the kind that learns from foreigners. The money spent on books can buy hundreds of thousands of guns. ... It seems that foreigners want to buy antiques from China. My fellow villagers said that they have seen several ships. ... Huang Xuan can only stay for 3 days. Since the afternoon, people have come to see Huang Xuan one after another. Jiang Yisheng is the only one beside him. He can't stop the crowd, so he has no choice but to find shopkeeper Zhu On the other hand, although there are many people who come, most of them are people who want to try their luck, and there are even wild ways to make a fortune. The Zhu family is worried about accidents and wants to invite Huang Xuan into the city. Ken, who met with people for six or seven hours like this, finally sent out all the food and most of the money. In the end, the owners of several shops were still rich, and I don’t know where they got so many rare books. Huang Xuan himself had been dazzled a long time ago, so he could only follow Lorraine's valuation mechanically, and selected 5 more with difficulty. There were only a hundred or so oceans left in his hand. There was the rustling sound of cleaning in the open warehouse, Huang Xuan glanced at Jiang Yisheng again. This taciturn middle-aged man was still wearing a worn-out blue blouse with carefully patched cuffs. Now that the book was in hand, Huang Xuan was ready to go home, and when it was time to leave At that time, he suddenly regretted not being able to take a good look at this magical era, but he didn't know if there would be another chance in the future. Lorraine's teleportation function is too backward, and it is impossible to come back deliberately if he thinks about it. Uncle. Huang Xuan packed up the last silver dollars, and carefully wrapped the book in yellow silk, then said to Jiang Yisheng: I've troubled you for the past two days, I'm really sorry. Jiang Yisheng rubbed his hands at a loss, and said in a low voice, Mr. Huang, you are being polite... Don't call me Mr. Huang. In the past two days, all the prominent businessmen in the town have come to see Huang Xuan. Jiang Yisheng was a little in awe of him unexpectedly, and began to follow the crowd to call him Mr. Huang. Huang Xuan didn't say a word at first. Now that he is leaving, he Shaking his head, he said: Uncle Jiang, I'm leaving tonight, and there are still some silver dollars left here, which can be considered as the two days' compensation. Jiang Yisheng didn't know where to put his excited hands, he said nonchalantly: How good this is, how good this is. That's it, thank Mr. Jiang for me. Huang Xuan walked out of the room as he spoke, When Jiang Yisheng wanted to thank him and chased him out, he saw a flash of white light. ... Huang Xuan went straight back to the gazebo in the backyard, completely naked, only the yellow silk cloth in his hand could wrap his body. He looked around with nostalgia, and said dissatisfiedly: Lorraine, you don't have to be so frugal , don’t even send me your clothes? In order to control the time you leave p112 within 24 hours, a lot of energy has been consumed, and the consumption must be controlled to ensure the normal operation of the base. Lorraine's plain words as always made people Huang Xuan felt kind. If he had another fig leaf on his body, he would definitely thank Lorraine. But facts are facts. Huang Xuan looked at the sky outside, and it should be dawn. He looked at the 11 books in his hand again, and finally made a decision. In order to protect the cultural heritage of mankind, he decided to wrap the books in silk, and then go out naked... Actually, it's not too far from the gazebo to the bedroom, Huang Xuan comforted himself like this. Remember to replenish your energy.

Lorraine left a cold sentence and disappeared into the void. Only Huang Xuan himself turned on his computer and mobile phone, desperately trying to determine the era he was in, so as not to be sent into the unknown by some unscrupulous machine It is said that there is such a thing in history, um, according to Lorraine, what an honest child. The yard is quiet, only the kitchen in the annex is still lit, it should be the chef Make breakfast, so it's not time for his parents to go to work, Huang Xuan quietly checked it, and found out a box that came with buying books before, and put the ancient books worth tens of millions in his hand one by one. The yellow silk satin stuffed it in, and finally took out the top volume Northern Song Dynasty Protective Document, wrapped it with a pillow towel, and put it in a separate box. After finishing all this, before dawn, Huang Xuan yawned and crawled In two steps, he slept comfortably on the bed. In the past two days, he slept in the door room of the warehouse every day, not to mention the stone-like bed, even the smell can make people wake up...

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