Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Of course Lin Yi didn't know who this person was, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted this way.

Abo, who was opposite, looked at them happily and said:

"It seems you know this person?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the name on the title page with his yellowed nails.

Qian Sheng chuckled and waved his hands repeatedly.

“I don’t know him or not, but I just think it’s a bit familiar to see old things from the mainland here.”

His behavior was a bit abnormal, and Lin Yi and the others immediately understood what he meant.

This notebook is definitely not ordinary. Qian Sheng must have seen something, and now he pretends not to care. If Abo comes up with something later, he can negotiate the price.

"No need to pretend, I noticed it just now when you guys came in, you and you."

Abo pointed at Lin Yi and Qian Sheng.

"You never look at something twice. You scan it around and you know what you can and can't see. It's not easy at a young age."

Seeing that Uncle saw through it at a glance, Qian Sheng rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"If you don't rub dirt in your old eyes, I, the junior, will not sing here anymore. I have indeed heard something in this book."

Abo threw his head back and laughed, and it sounded like he was happy from the bottom of his heart, not sarcastic.

"Tell me."

"Then I'll have the guts to show off in front of you. Let's talk about the 'Secret Purchasing Group' first. In the 50s, under the personal instruction of Duke Zhou, a special organization called the 'Xiangjiang Secret Purchasing Cultural Relics Group' was established, which was directly allocated by superiors. , special funds are earmarked for the purchase of important cultural relics in Hong Kong that have been lost or are about to be lost overseas.”

Abo squinted his eyes, nodded with a smile, and motioned for Qian Sheng to continue.

"The most famous person in this group is Xu Baijiao, Mr. Xu. Because of the special nature of his work, not many people know his name, but his father, Mr. Xu Senyu, is absolutely famous in the antique circle. it is this."

Qian Sheng extended his thumb and gestured.

"Eldest Young Master Xu has inherited Mr. Xu's mantle, and his abilities are beyond comparison.

At that time, together with several colleagues, we saved countless national treasures in the territory of Xiangjiang, allowing them to escape the bad luck of being lost overseas and return to their homeland. I will mention a few of the most famous ones, the "Mid-Autumn Tie" written by Wang Xianzhi, the son of the 'Sage of Calligraphy' Wang Xizhi. 》! "

There was no need for him to explain the "weight" of this copybook.

Even Wang Qiang couldn't help but be shocked.

Qian Sheng continued:

"There is also "Bo Yuan Tie" written by Wang Xianzhi's nephew Wang Xun!"

Several people were all stunned at this moment.

"Three copybooks of 'Sanxitang' were actually taken back from Xiangjiang!"

Bai Lu exclaimed in surprise.

She had previously participated in the recording of a documentary about the origins of various palaces in the Forbidden City. Among them, what impressed her very deeply was that there was a small room on the west side of the Yangxin Hall. On the wall of the room was a large inscription of "Sanxi Hall" written by Emperor Qianlong. plaque.

The house once housed three rare pieces of ancient Chinese calligraphy: "Quick Snow and Clear Tie" by Wang Xizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, "Mid-Autumn Tie" by Wang Xianzhi's son, and "Boyuan Tie" by Wang Xunzhi's nephew.

Its preciousness is self-evident. Unexpectedly, it was brought back by the "secret shopping group" in Xiangjiang.

Before she could recover from her surprise, Qian Sheng made another shocking statement.

"In addition to these two copybooks, there is also a copy of "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" by Gu Hongzhong of the Southern Tang Dynasty!"

"Fuck me."

Halfway through the swear word, Wang Qiang realized that he had made a mistake and quickly swallowed it back.

Unexpectedly, Abo was happy. "It's been a long time since I heard authentic Beijing scolding. It's quite friendly. People here are throwing it here and there all day long. I almost lost it myself."

"Old sir, you are really funny. This junior is just doing what he does best. Please correct me if you have any mistakes."

Abo shook his head with relief.

"That's right. I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who remember this organization and Brother Baijiao. It's worth it! I have asked thousands of mainland tourists here, and you are the first one."

After saying that, Abo stood up holding the back of the chair, closed the notebook, pushed it in front of them, and walked back to the shop with his hands behind his back.

Qian Sheng quickly caught up with his notebook.

"Senior, your notebook."

Uncle waved his hand without looking back: "I'll give it to you."

"This"

Qian Sheng looked back at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi also quickly got up and chased after him. Unexpectedly, after Abo opened the door and entered the house, he turned over a "Closed" sign.

"Do you have any cash with you?"

Qian Sheng rummaged through his backpack and took out a stack of brand new Hong Kong banknotes.

"That's all, the rest is just change."

Lin Yi took the banknotes and walked to the door of Abo's shop, stuffing it through the crack in the door.

The two returned to the rest area at the entrance of the milk tea shop again. Wang Qiang and Bai Lu were already studying the contents of their notebooks.

"Why don't you go ask the old gentleman again, what is written in this book? Why can't you understand a word?"

Lin Yi took the notebook and flipped through a few pages.

Except for the name on the title page, which is in traditional Chinese, all the content inside is written in a script that has never been seen before. It is not even possible to judge whether it is a script or not.

"Third brother, look what's going on?"

Qian Sheng took the notebook, read a few pages carefully, and immediately asserted:
"This is an encrypted ledger. In the past, all ledgers in antique shops would handle it this way. Especially when there are things of unknown origin in this shop, a secret ledger will be added. The contents here, No one can understand it except the accountant and the owner, or they have to find the code book corresponding to it.

I still remember the "Bao Can Jing" mentioned by Mr. Wang Xiangfu, which is almost the same as this. "

"Then what are you waiting for? Go in and ask. We are given such a thing. We can't even understand it, and the old man won't explain it to us."

"Didn't you see that the old gentleman has closed the business? He just wanted to thank customers behind closed doors. I guess he can't decipher the contents himself. He just wants to find a destined person to take it back to the mainland.

Let's take it first, and then we can slowly think of ways to unlock the contents when we get back. "

The driver of the Qin family had already driven the car back according to the address they sent.

Before Lin Yilin got in the car, he looked back at the inconspicuous shop, but there was still no movement.

So he got up and got into the car.

Back at the hotel, everyone was tired and exhausted. The group washed up, came down to have dinner, took a walk, and digested their food. Bai Lu returned to her room to rest.

Lin Yi, Wang Qiang and the others gathered together to smoke, drink and chat.

"You said that it was the second day since we came here to fight. People from the Yang family also met and intercepted their nonsense. The live broadcast was also broadcast. How could the Feng family be so calm and not come here? Our trouble?"

Wang Qiang asked, holding up his wine glass.

"No, don't talk about it. You can't help but talk about it. It's bound to be a bad thing if you talk about it."

Just as Qian Sheng finished speaking, he received a message from his apprentice on his mobile phone. (End of chapter)