"What hobbies does he usually have? Does he believe in Buddhism?"
Sai Xishi rolled his eyes: "Are you kidding? Do you know how many lives he has in his hands? How can someone like him believe in Buddhism? As for you asking about the big boss's hobbies... there are two of them. He He usually likes to collect all kinds of bamboo dragonflies. In addition, he also likes to read little books by himself when he has nothing to do. There is a Tongshan Bookstore on the snack street in the north gate of Datang Group. He often asks his subordinates to go to that bookstore to buy little books. Let’s read the book.”
I frowned and let go of my hand.
Sai Xishi fell to the ground and let out a scream.
By the time she chased her out, I had already gotten into a taxi and driven away.
Looking at Sai Xishi in the rearview mirror, swinging his bag vigorously and yelling curses, I laughed, thinking that I wanted you to keep scolding me, and now we are clean.
"Master, please go to the snack street in Datang Town."
On the way, I thought to myself, how could Watermelon Head like bamboo dragonflies and little books? Aren't those things that only children like?
In addition, Sai Xishi, as his public relations celebrity, didn't even know his real name. This person hid himself too deeply.
The purpose of exporting socks is to deceive others. The real industry that makes Xiguatou make money is to smuggle cultural relics abroad through foreign trade channels. Then he should have his own supply channel for cultural relics.
The Song brothers in the north are also doing a similar business. I have some knowledge of it, and they make huge profits.
The stone carvings, brick carvings, stone gates, and funerary figurines in tombs from the Han and Tang dynasties cost a few thousand to ten thousand yuan a piece in China. They sold them to yellow-haired foreigners for a starting price of 100,000 yuan a piece, and What I want is Dao Leer.
When I found Tongshan Bookstore on the snack street, I opened the door and went in.
The boss is a middle-aged man in his fifties with a kind face. He was cleaning when I came in.
The bookstore covers an area of dozens of square meters and has seven or eight rows of shelves. The shelves are filled with a dazzling array of books of all kinds.
"It's so early, I just opened the door."
As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the fragrance of flowers. There were many potted flowers growing well on the windowsill.
"What do you call the boss?"
"My surname is Xu, Xu Tongshan. They all call me Lao Xu. Haha, I'm busy sweeping the floor. You can just watch. If you need anything, just call me."
"I heard someone said that we sell little people's books here?"
"Yes, our store's specialties are all on the last row of shelves." He pointed out to me with a smile.
I walked around in a circle and picked up two little books to read. One was Romance of the Three Kingdoms in 1968, and the other was Red Light Photos in 1973. At this time, another book-buying lady came into the bookstore and looked at her. He looks like a regular customer here.
Seeing that the boss was still sweeping the floor outside, I asked, "Sister, what do you think of this bookstore?"
The middle-aged woman asked doubtfully: "How about what? It's very good. There are some old books here. I like to come here to buy some old books when I have nothing to do."
"So, eldest sister, what do you think of this boss?"
"Is this your first time here? Old Xu is very kind. He is a good man and will not be angry with anyone. This small bookstore does not make much money every month. He also donates several hundred yuan to orphans every month. The first two This little bookstore was even featured in our Zhuji Morning News in 2016, and was called the most warm little bookstore in Zhuji. My son also likes the little people’s books sold here, and he can’t buy them anywhere else.”
When I went to check out, I saw a lot of ancient coins on the counter, all in clean plastic transparent boxes. I glanced at them and saw that there were many varieties, including bone shells, ghost money, cloth, reckless money, and empty heads. Bu, Qi Da Dao, Ming Dao, Tai Huo Liu Baht, Daguan, Chongning, Song Dynasty coins of various years, Zhizheng, Dayi, Tianding, Tianyou, and Hongwu Yongle Sanban, up to the Five Emperors of the Qing Dynasty. To Daxianfeng, it can be said that it runs through all dynasties.
These single varieties are not expensive, but it will take some time to accumulate these comprehensive items.
Seeing that I kept staring, the bookstore owner smiled and asked: "Little brother, do you also know about ancient coins?"
I shook my head and smiled: "I don't understand, it just looks good. Brother, what dynasty does this coin come from? Why is it so strange? Look here, it looks like a villain with his hands on his hips."
"Haha, this coin is called Taihuo Liu Baht. It is a coin from the Southern and Northern Dynasties."
"Oh, that's it. Can you sell this? How much will it cost?"
"Selling, this is my personal hobby, just for fun, nothing too valuable. This six-baht piece is in good condition. If you like it, give me a hundred yuan, haha .”
I paid a total of one hundred and thirty and left the bookstore.
Looking at the six-baht coin I just bought in my hand, I flicked it into the trash can on the roadside.
Just now, I was watching the words and expressions the whole time, and I couldn't make a mistake.
This bookstore owner is by no means an expert, he is just an ordinary person, and he does not have the flavor of our kind.
