Although Hanfeng didn't know whether the stamps inside were valuable, but since they were hidden so well, they were probably not ordinary stamps, so he asked the old man selling the book: "How much does your copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War cost?"
Hanfeng was very smart. He didn't directly ask about Cihai's price, but about Sun Tzu's Art of War. Seeing that he seemed to like the book very much, the old man said, "50 yuan."
Hanfeng exclaimed: "So expensive? This book is so thin and costs 50 yuan!"
The old man pretended to be an expert and said: "Young man, this was published in the Republic of China. It has been decades ago. This is an antique. How can it be expensive at 50 yuan?"
Hanfeng cut off more than half of it in one go: "Do you want to sell 20?"
The old man thought for a while and held out four fingers: "40"
Hanfeng pretended to think for a while, then picked up the book of Cihai and said: "40 or two copies."
The old man was shocked and said: "Are you kidding me? This Cihai was from the Guangxu period. If it weren't for the fact that there was only one copy, I wouldn't even let you read it. The Cihai costs 200 yuan at least. You want to buy it for 40 yuan. It's true."
Hanfeng said: "Then you have to be cheaper. How can I buy it if it's not cheap?"
The old man said: "220 for two books, it can't be cheaper."
Hanfeng pretended to be helpless and said: "Okay then", and handed 220 yuan to the old man. The old man packed two books in a plastic bag and handed them to Hanfeng. Hanfeng pulled Su Xiaoying and said: "
Let’s go”
Su Xiaoying's head was full of questions, and she knew it was inappropriate to ask now, so she held Hanfeng's arm and walked, just like a young couple. Hanfeng was being held by Su Xiaoying, not only did the fragrance come out, but he also walked with it.
Shaking, Su Xiaoying's peak touched her arm from time to time, which made Hanfeng's mind sway and was very useful!
"Hey, are we leaving? Don't you want to see Xiaohan?" Su Xiaoying felt strange when she saw that she had walked out of the antique market.
Hanfeng was anxious to see the stamps inside, so naturally he was not in the mood to read any more, so he smiled and said: "Well, hurry back and show your dad two things, because I don't understand much."
Su Xiaoying pointed to the bag in Hanfeng's hand and asked: "Are these two books you are talking about?"
Hanfeng laughed and said: "Haha, yes, this is a good thing, you know?"
Su Xiaoying was very disdainful: "Hey, buying two books for more than 200 yuan is called a good thing? Really?"
Han Fengqian smiled and said: "Hey, you'll know when we get back later. Let's go quickly."
The two returned to Su's house soon. Su Zhiguo and his granddaughter Liu Yun were sitting under the grape trellis, sipping tea. When they saw the two walking in happily, they couldn't help but said in surprise: "Hey, Xiaohan, are you okay?"
Hanfeng smiled and said: "It's okay, it's all thanks to my sister. Just take me out for a spin and have a good meal, haha."
Su Xiaoying was about to retort, but she suddenly thought that maybe this was a secret Hanfeng didn't want others to know, so she smiled and said: "Yeah, Xiaohan fainted because he was hungry, haha."
Upon hearing this, Hanfeng couldn't help but look at her with deep meaning, and Su Xiaoying smiled knowingly, without saying a word.
Naturally, Su Zhiguo would not go into details, but Liu Jun had sharp eyes. When he saw the bag in Hanfeng's hand, he ran over and grabbed it and asked: "Brother, what did you buy? Hey, why did you buy such an old book?"
Hanfeng smiled and said: "You will know in a moment, old man, I will show you two things, haha"
Su Zhiguo heard Hanfeng calling him "old man", which was the name of the family. He felt happy and asked, "What good thing is it?"
Han Feng took the two books, handed Sun Tzu's Art of War to Liu Yun and said, "This is for you to read. The shopping mall is like a battlefield. Being familiar with the Art of War will be good for you in taking charge of the group in the future, haha."