Taohuayuan signed in for a month and was longing for exposure

Chapter 23 God-Level Singing Skills
"Haha, whoever marries our sister Miaomiao in the future will be lucky." Lin Ye said with a smile.

If Sun Xiao hadn't told him something about Sun Miao's childhood, Lin Ye would really have been unable to associate words such as being abandoned by his parents, congenitally deficient, and dysplasia with Sun Miao.

Sun Miao in front of me has a lively smile, a generous personality, helpfulness, ingenuity, good features, and a slim figure. She is a proper girl next door.

Of course, this is mainly due to Sun Xiao and the magic of Chinese medicine.

Through these two days of dietary therapy, Lin Ye completely refreshed his previous understanding of Chinese medicine.

After finishing the eight-treasure porridge, Lin Ye entered the system with his mind and signed in.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining god-level singing skills."

Lin Ye
Can this also be drawn?
Lin Ye was still very happy in his heart, after all, his musical accomplishments were his shortcoming.

at least not singing out of tune
Lin Ye immediately brought the guitar and plucked the strings.

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers."

"In my life, every corner is quietly open for me,"

He didn't lose his tune, and his singing skills were much better than Lin Ye's previous half-baked level.

Cowhide! !
Lin Ye continued to play.

"I thought I would always be by his side"

"Today we have already left, in the vast sea of ​​people"

"They're all old."

"Where are they?"

"That's how we are"

"Fly to the End of the World"

"La la la la."

When Lin Ye sang at first, his voice was still very low, and he was a little unconfident, but at the end of the song, his voice became louder and louder.

The slightly hoarse voice is not only affectionate, but also seems to reveal a trace of vicissitudes.

As a human being in two lives, he has seen too many people, too much.

At this time, it is resorted to singing.

Various emotions, mixed flavors, finally turned into a long sigh.

After singing the song, Lin Ye also left the guitar strings.

Even he himself was infected.

Good songs can really touch people's hearts.

What Lin Ye didn't know was that in the kitchen, Sun Miao was washing dishes, but when she heard the singing outside, she unconsciously stopped what she was doing.

"This song is so good."

"Brother Ye, doesn't he know how to sing? Hmph, I was almost fooled by him. He sings so beautifully, yet he pretends to be out of tune."

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Sun Miao's face involuntarily.

Sun Xiao took out several yellowed bound medical books from the drawer under the bed in the room.

"Treatise on Febrile Diseases, Thousand Gold Prescriptions, Compendium of Materia Medica."

"Xiaoye, you can read these books when you have time. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me or Miaomiao." Sun Xiao gave these books to Lin Ye.

"Grandpa Sun, these books must be quite old." Lin Ye touched the Compendium of Materia Medica, wanting to open it.

However, at this moment, the system in his mind responded.

"I found an isolated copy, Compendium of Materia Medica, printed by Jiangnan Bookstore in the Qing Dynasty, worth 20 yuan."

"I found a single copy, Qianjin Fang, printed by Lin'an Bookstore in Qing Dynasty, worth 20 yuan."

"Discovered an isolated copy, Treatise on Febrile Diseases, imprinted by Sihai Bookstore in Ming Dynasty, worth 100 million."

Lin Ye? ?
These books are all antiques.

I'm going, it's really not a book.

"Xiao Ye, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with this book?" Sun Xiao was stunned when he saw Lin Ye was holding the book and didn't turn the pages, and asked immediately.

"Grandpa Sun, this is an antique book. I have a little knowledge of antiques before, so I know, especially this Treatise on Febrile Diseases, is an isolated copy of the Ming Dynasty, worth at least one million." Lin Ye said directly.

He didn't want to hide it from Sun Xiao. Although the money was not a small amount to him, Lin Ye felt that he couldn't do such a ignorant thing. Instead of doing this, he had to tell Sun Xiao.

If Sun Xiao didn't know the value of these books, he probably wouldn't care, and they might even sell them to junk collectors in the future.

This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, or why those antique collectors always like to wander around the countryside, especially those old houses, which are more likely to be missed.

"Really, these books were given to me by my master when I was an apprentice. They are considered to be passed down from generation to generation. Are they worth so much money?" Sun Xiao was stunned.

"Only this Treatise on Febrile Diseases is worth a million dollars. The other two books are from the Qing Dynasty, so they are not that valuable. They are only worth 20 yuan." Lin Ye said.

Even if it was 20, it would be a sky-high price for Sun Xiao.

"Grandpa, is this medical book really that valuable?" Sun Miao looked at her grandfather.

"I don't know, but Xiaoye probably won't lie to me." Sun Xiao smiled slightly.

"Grandpa Sun, if you want to sell it, you can sell it to me." Lin Ye found that when the system identified the value of these medical books, a small recycling mark appeared beside them.

Recycling: Recycling at a market price of 1:1, and the host can instantly grasp all the knowledge in the book and integrate it.

A little behind is stronger.

If Sun Xiao is willing to sell, that's the best, if not, then Lin Ye won't force it.

After all, what matters in business is your love and my willingness.

(End of this chapter)