Looking at the set of "The Goddess' Saint Seiya" which exudes a strange book fragrance, Lin Yi couldn't help but reach out and picked it up. Dong Yanjing hurriedly said, "This set of books was collected by me from a wealthy family. They are all books saved by the child themselves. Each one has a plastic bag, and the quality is about ten grades. In 1991, Hainan version was printed and printed, and a complete set of 45 books. If you like it, you will give it to you cheaply!"

Lin Yi shook his head. He was just curious about the strange fragrance of books, but he did not intend to buy such a valuable comic book.

Dong Yanjing was a little anxious. He originally thought that he could sell these comic books to He Xiangu, and earn dozens of dollars, or simply not make money to win He Xiangu's favor. However, He Xiangu disdained his "stylist" and believed that children nowadays don't read comic books very much. They all read fantasy novels, either "Zhiyin Manke", "Charlie IX", or "Monster Master". No one reads such old comics.

Dong Yanjing was passionate about her cold butt, and she saw more than 40 books hitting her hands, and she was very depressed. So when she saw Lin Yi looking through it, she couldn't help but promote it: "Such good looks and such a full set, I'll sell it to others for at least three or four yuan per book, but everyone is an old acquaintance. You are cheaper, one yuan per book, and 45 books total 45 yuan!"

Lin Yi shook his head and said embarrassedly: "It's not that I don't buy it, I don't have enough money..."

Often at this time, people who are tactful know how to let go, but unfortunately, Dong Yanjing insists on selling these "sad things". He has not yet released the market in a hot day, and these books are being moved to the heavy price, so he can also reduce his burden when selling them, so he asked, "Then how much money do you have?"

Lin Yi was stunned, took out a wrinkled piece of money from his pocket, and murmured: "Twenty."

"It's only twenty yuan, half the difference..." Dong Yanjing showed a hesitant expression, but was thinking in his heart that he had collected it from the little kid for 10 yuan. The little kid was short of money to surf the Internet, and he took it out as scrap. Originally, Dong Yanjing planned to sell it for forty or fifty, but now---

He gritted his teeth, "Okay, you'll be cheaper if you say it's cheap. I'll take this a loss. Who told you to know me?" Dong Yanjing snatched the 20 yuan from Lin Yi's hand, and put the 45 copies of "The Goddess's Saint Seiya" in a plastic bag and stuffed it to him.

Lin Yi was stunned.

Is this considered a forced buying and selling?

I didn't plan to buy these books. He liked literature, history, and not comics; not to mention that the 20 yuan was his lunch today.

But the money has been taken away and the book is in his own hands. Even if Lin Yi wants to return the goods, he is embarrassed to speak.

So, if you don’t plan to buy, don’t make a price. If you don’t buy it after you make a price, it will easily hurt your feelings. Although Lin Yi believes that he has never made a price from beginning to end, Dong Jingjing is willing to sell it...

Lin Yi carried a lot of comics that passed away and left Dong Yanjing's book stall with laughter and cry. Dong Yanjing looked at Lin Yi's lonely back and felt happy. After earning 10 yuan, he finally threw these things out. It's worth it.

...

Walking out of the Temple of Wealth, Lin Yi looked up at the sky. The sun was hanging high. At noon, the stalls around him were selling pancakes, vegetables, cold noodles, and rice noodles. Unfortunately, he was penniless and could only growl in hunger.

Originally, he only brought 20 yuan to find a job today. The 20 yuan was the prepared meal, but he didn't expect it to be replaced by a book at once.

Lin Yi smiled bitterly again and thought to himself, "It's better to go back with shamelessness." Anyway, he has been unemployed for more than a month. Even if he can't find a job and is ridiculed by his brother-in-law, it's better than going hungry. My sister still loves her and will definitely make delicious meals."

Just when Lin Yi made up his mind to go back, he heard a cry from behind: "Little brother, please stay."

Lin Yi found it very funny. It seemed that today was the one he had been called "little brother". When he turned around, he saw a man in his thirties carrying a black tourist backpack and chasing him up. He looked up and didn't know him.

The man seemed a little anxious, sweating on his forehead. When he saw that he finally caught up with Lin Yi, he couldn't help but feel happy: "I'll ask, did you buy that comic book just now?"

Lin Yi lit up the annoying set of "The Goddess' Saint Seiya", "Are you talking about this?"

The man glanced at the book in the transparent plastic bag, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, it's this set of books." Then he asked carefully, "I like this set of books very much. I wonder if I can transfer it to me?" His face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked very honest, but his eyes showed a hint of a businessman's cunning.

If it were ordinary people, they would probably be impatient to do this business, but Lin Yi had seen all kinds of people and had unique insights on the one hand in taking pictures. Moreover, his damn curiosity arose again, so he asked casually: "Why do you want to buy this set of books?"

The man took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead sweat, trying to relax his expression, and said, "It's not because he saw it when he was a child. Now he is old and wants to buy it as a souvenir."

Lin Yi nodded to express his understanding, but said, "Sorry, I don't want to sell it for the time being."

The man looked at him and smiled again and said, "No one reads this book. You might as well give it a suitable price and transfer it to me. Everyone can be considered as making friends."

Lin Yi smiled. It seemed that there were many people who wanted to make friends with him today, but the purpose seemed to be very simple.

"I'm very sorry. To be honest, I really don't plan to sell this set of books. I just want to read it and collect it, so I can only apologize." Lin Yi observed the other party's reaction and acted as a gesture to leave.

"No, little brother, there is no business that cannot be negotiated in this world. Why not do this? Just offer a price casually. As long as I can accept it, we can discuss it." The man almost pulled Lin Yi's sleeve.

Lin Yi was waiting for this sentence, so he looked hesitant and said, "Well, since you and I are the same person (the tone is lengthened and heavy), then just count it." As he said that, he stretched out a finger.

Lin Yi's sentence "You and I are in the same journey" has a lot of meaning, which surprised the man a little. He thought that he was wrong. Lin Yi was not an ordinary Taoist and was a fellow Taoist like him. So he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I didn't expect that the little brother is also a playbook. One thousand is only one thousand, and this book is worth ten quality!"

I'm dizzy!

Lin Yi almost sat on the ground. He saw the man so eager to get this set of books, so he planned to betray his heart and sell it for 100 yuan. Unexpectedly... 1,000 yuan, is it possible?!

There is nothing impossible in this world. The man has already paid for it. The new ten new photos of Grandpa Mao was stuffed into Lin Yi's hands and said, "I'm so young and have such a vision. It's rare. I saw this set of books first. I was planning to take action. I didn't expect that because of other things, I would have to find a vacant one. But it doesn't matter. I originally liked this set of books very much. Now the price of comic books has soared. I'll keep it in a few years and double it will still be able to take action... You and I can do business. This is my business card. If there are any good books in the future, just contact me. My surname is Guo, I'm Guo Zixing, just call me Lao Guo or Brother Guo. I mainly collect comics and comic strips. As long as the book looks good and the price is fair, you can get a deal!"

Guo Zixing handed Lin Yi his business card. Lin Yi seemed very calm on the surface, but his heart was already overturned.

Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous comic book in a book stall could be sold at such a high price?

There are treasures all over the ground, but no one knows that this old book seller seems to have a lot of promise.

When Guo Zixing saw Lin Yi just smiled with flowers, he thought his Taoism was unfathomable, but he didn't know that this fake fellow traveler would only smile foolishly now.

Guo Zixing bought his beloved thing and couldn't help feeling good. Seeing that Lin Yiren was good, he started nagging.

The concept of "collection" is not unfamiliar to many people. People have mostly seen some collected calligraphy, paintings, currency, antiques, etc. However, the collection of comic books has only just emerged.

Guo Zixing is one of them, and collecting comic books is his childhood fun. "I started reading comics since I was elementary school. I first came into contact with comics through TV. At that time, because the TV was updated too slowly, I simply went to the bookstore opposite my home to read comics. Later, I started collecting them." Guo Zixing said, taking out "The Goddess' Saint Seiya" that he had just bought from Lin Yi and said that this comic had been discontinued a long time ago. The initial price was 1.9 yuan per episode, and a set of five books was 9.5 yuan. As long as the full set was of good quality, the current market collection price was thousands of yuan.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Zixing revealed some of his own experience in collecting comic books. If you want to find the genuine version, it is best to have a complete collection of books, the book should be of good quality and high rarity, and it is best to have it stopped publishing very early, so that the collection value will be relatively high. For example, the price of a "Superman" comic book more than 70 years ago has been hyped up to $1 million...

Guo Zixing spoke casually, Lin Yi listened seriously, and he learned a lot from it. Seeing that he always listened but didn't speak, Guo Zixing thought he knew all the information, and he felt it was boring to say too much by himself, so he nagged a few more words and said goodbye.

Guo Zixing left and left a business card, which read the owner and owner of the old bookstore of "Lao Liantang", which made him feel a bit like an old world.
Chapter completed!