Ye Zhiqiu was slightly surprised. He had long heard that Liu Piaopiao's family was super rich, but when he saw such a top-notch sports car, he was still a little confused. He reacted and hurriedly got into the passenger seat.
"Where is your home?"
"Xingfu Street, Dongcheng District."
Ye Zhiqiu reported his home address, Liu Piaopiao stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car sped towards Dongcheng District like lightning. Half an hour later, it stopped outside Ye Zhiqiu's dilapidated old building.
"Zhiqiu, don't you invite me to come up and sit down?"
Ye Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed: "Isn't this not good?"
Although he didn't feel it was embarrassing that his family was poor, he didn't want his female classmates to come up and see with his own eyes how miserable he was.
Liu Piaopiao smiled sweetly.
"It's so boring! Haven't you seen any movies or TV shows where, regardless of whether the male protagonist or the female protagonist sends the other person home in the middle of the night, there is always a scene where they have to go upstairs to drink tea, and then some indescribable things happen!"
"At least it's a catalyst for the advancement of their relationship!"
Ye Zhiqiu looked a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said: "That's how it is played in movies and TV! Even if the two of them have a good relationship, they will never go up there in the middle of the night, even if the boy invites the girl and she is more reserved!"
Liu Piaopiao looked at him in surprise, opened her mouth in an "O" shape, and said with a smile: "Zhiqiu, I didn't expect you to be so old-fashioned at such a young age, no wonder you don't like girls! You deserve to be single all your life! Let's go!"
She gave a long laugh, cheered and left quickly.
Ye Zhiqiu turned around and went upstairs. His mother and sister were both watching TV, neither of them sleeping.
When the two saw him coming back, Ye Ling'er jumped down from the sofa, rushed to him, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Brother, are you in love? Is your girlfriend pretty? What is she doing?"
Ye Zhiqiu frowned: "What are you talking about? I'm just an ordinary female friend I just met. I just helped her a little!"
Ye Ling'er said with a smile: "I saw it just now. She drove you back in a sports car. Why didn't you let her come up?"
Ye Zhiqiu stared at her: "What are you talking about? This is the female classmate I met just after dinner!"
"It doesn't matter if it's a classmate or a new friend, as long as I like you, that's fine?" Ye Ling'er said reluctantly.
Mother Wang Caixia also looked at her son without turning around.
Ye Zhiqiu said helplessly: "What do you, a child, know? I don't want to think so much now, I'll talk about it later!" He walked into the bathroom and started taking a shower.
The next morning, when Ye Zhiqiu got up, his mother had already gone to work, and Ye Ling'er also went shopping with her classmates.
Ye Zhiqiu took a casual bite and called Fatty's phone number.
Shen Chaoyang said distressedly: "Zhiqiu, I can't go with you today! My father is very happy that you helped me pick up the missing Qi Dao coin, and he praises you full of praise!"
"But there's something going on at my company, and I have to go there!"
"I asked my dad if I could contact a few more reputable antique shops or appraisers. My dad only knows a limited number of people and he is asking around! Let me tell you, if you are eager to cash in, you can sell it! "
"If I can expand any connections here, I can use them in the future!"
"I know, I'm not so stubborn! Since you have something to do, go to the company first!" Ye Zhiqiu thought of this yesterday. He doesn't necessarily have to wait for any news from Fatty's side. It's time to trade in Gaoyuan Mountain. , still have to continue trading.
The fat man suddenly seemed to think of something, "Zhiqiu, I heard that Colonel Hu spent his birthday tonight and invited you, right? Will you go?"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. Fatty also knew?
"Who invited you?"
The fat man chuckled and said: "Beauty Liu! Last night at about ten o'clock, she suddenly called me and asked me if I wanted to attend Hu Yingying's birthday party? I said you would go too!"
Ye Zhiqiu thought about it, it was around ten o'clock last night, and it must have been after Liu Piaopiao went back that she called Fatty.
"I promised to go."
The fat man smiled and said, "Wait for me tonight, I'll go too!"
"Okay! Let's go together tonight!"
Ye Zhiqiu hung up the phone, left home, took a taxi to the Dongcheng Flea Market.
Today is the weekend, and there are several times more people on Taobao than usual.
Ye Zhiqiu walked around the market but didn't see any antiques that he was satisfied with.
He quietly inspected them with his clairvoyant eyes and found a few small items that were only worth 1,800 yuan. He was really too lazy to get hold of them.
Ye Zhiqiu walked slowly and came to a secluded stall near the corner of the trading market. He saw one of the stall owners, a country peasant woman in her sixties, with gray hair on the temples and wrinkles on her face. She was wearing a black clothing.
There were various antiques on the stall in front of her.
Ye Zhiqiu patrolled slowly, and suddenly, his eyes fell on a very broken book.
It was a thread-bound book, with only half of the blue cover remaining, and a dozen or so pictures on it already mutilated. The paper was yellowed and seemed very old.
Ye Zhiqiu was not fooled by the appearance. Modern artificial fake technologies are emerging in endlessly. If you are not careful, you will get an eyelash.
He squatted down, took the ancient book, and looked at the few seal characters written on the blue cover: "The Difficult Classic, written by Zhang Zhongjing."
Ye Zhiqiu was slightly startled: "Zhang Zhongjing? That medical scientist in the late Eastern Han Dynasty?"
"Aren't his works Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases and Synopsis of the Golden Chamber? What kind of medical work is this Difficult Classic?"
Ye Zhiqiu felt suspicious in his mind. He felt that the name of "Difficult Scripture" was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
The old lady had been looking at Ye Zhiqiu, and now she said, "Young man, do you want to buy this book?"
"I just want to take a look." Ye Zhiqiu replied casually.
If this medical book is really Zhang Zhongjing's, it will definitely be priceless.
Ye Zhiqiu quietly opened his clairvoyant eyes and scanned the books.
Suddenly, the broken scholar flashed with bursts of intense indigo light, as blue as a sapphire, so dazzling that Ye Zhiqiu could hardly open his eyes.
Ye Zhiqiu was shocked. The antiques he found before were all shining with red and orange light. This was the first time he saw this indigo light. Could it be that it was much more expensive than all the antiques before?
At this moment, several lines of golden writing appeared in front of his eyes.
[Name: The Eighty-one Difficulties of the Yellow Emperor]
[Author: Bian Que. 】
[Zhang Zhongjing’s version. 】
[Era: Late Eastern Han Dynasty. 】
[Market value: 100 million. 】
Ye Zhiqiu was surprised: "Is this a medical book written by the ancient miracle doctor Bian Que?"
"The version that Zhang Zhongjing re-copied?"
He carefully opened the pages of the book. The first dozen or so pages were all incomplete. Starting from the middle, there were not only text counts, but also various figures.
The writing is in official script mixed with small seal characters. The paper is a little damp and some of the handwriting is even blurry.
Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but tremble slightly: he actually discovered Bian Que's "Medical Book"!
