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Chapter 24 Two Confused Experts: Script! It Must Be The Script!

"68 is really not expensive! Thank you, Manager Li!"

Yang Fugui smiled, squatted down and started picking out the kitchen knife.

Jiang Chen raised his lips slightly. If it weren't for Yang Fugui's presence, he might not have been able to buy this kitchen knife. Although Jiang Chen could have kept the 1949 newspaper for himself just now, taking it without telling him would be stealing. Jiang Chen can't do such things as stealing, let alone he is still live broadcasting, let alone be a negative role model in front of the audience.

With Yang Fugui taking the lead, Jiang Chen also grabbed the kitchen knife that he had been eyeing for a long time.

Then Jiang Chen settled the accounts.

"135 yuan worth of scraps and 68 yuan worth of kitchen knives, a total of 203 yuan. How to pay?"

The lady at the front desk said: "Just scan the payment code at the front desk."

Click and scan skillfully.

Transfer 203.

Put away your phone.

"The money has passed, let's take a look."

After saying that, Jiang Chen sent the scraps to the tricycle carriage, but the kitchen knife was still in his hand.

He opened the box carefully.

The kitchen knife slipped into Jiang Chen's hand again.

This time, Jiang Chen more carefully unwrapped the newspapers wrapping the blade.

Seeing Jiang Chen standing there admiring the kitchen knife, Yang Fugui, who was about to leave, casually asked: "Jiang Chen, are you in such a hurry? It's not too late to take it apart when you get home."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen asked back: "Boss Yang, do you know a friend who likes to collect newspapers and books?"

Hear this.

Even Li Xiuhai, who had just opened the car door, paused.

Why are you asking this suddenly?

Yang Fugui said honestly: "I do know someone, but that person is not in our Jiangnan City, he is in Zhihai, but his reputation is not very good and he is not very popular. Do you want me to introduce him to you?"

Li Xiuhai also said: "I also know the person that Boss Yang mentioned. His name is Wang Hao. He is very young. We often chat in a group. That guy likes to collect books, newspapers and the like, but he is really not very good at life. .”

"It's okay, Boss Yang, please help me get involved again." Jiang Chen threw the kitchen knife and the other three newspapers into the basket of the car, carefully folded the 1949 newspaper, and waved it in his hand. , "I think Wang Hao will definitely be interested in this newspaper."

"This is..." Yang Fugui squinted his eyes, and he could tell: "The newspaper you took off the kitchen knife?"

Li Xiuhai also said: "I just saw the newspaper taken from the kitchen knife. Jiang Chen, is there any mystery in this newspaper?"

See, they both know where the newspaper comes from.

Jiang Chen was too lazy to show off.

He walked up to the two of them with a smile and revealed the key information in the newspaper: "This is the first issue of the People's Daily issued by the New Dragon Kingdom. It was issued on October 1, 1949, National Day. It is also called by collectors. Jianguo Daily.”

The main page of the newspaper has many large and conspicuous headlines:

"long live Chairman Mao! 》

"Long live the New Dragon Kingdom!" 》

"Long live the people of New Dragon Kingdom!" 》

"..."

The paper is yellowed.

But the layout is clean and tidy.

It also exudes a faint fragrance of ink.

It can be seen that the newspaper must have been carefully collected by someone before it was preserved to this day. The only shortcoming is that due to the need to wrap the blade, the newspaper was crumpled into a ball and is now wrinkled.

See what's in the newspaper.

The two bosses were dumbfounded.

Sluggish.

"Jianguo Daily? An out-of-print newspaper!"

"The first issue of the newspaper issued by New Dragon Kingdom is a treasure in the collection world! Many people can't get it! I heard Wang Hao say before that this original issue of the newspaper has been sold for 30,000 yuan!"

Even if you buy a kitchen knife for a meal, you will receive a treasure?

script!

This must be a script!

The two of them roared in their hearts, unwilling to believe the facts in front of them.

——[Holy shit? No, Brother Chen! How can you fucking pick up the missing pieces even after eating? 】

——[This is simply God forcing food into his mouth. This newspaper is wrapped in a paper shell and mixed with three other newspapers. With this level of secrecy, most people would have just thrown it away as garbage! 】

——[The first issue of People’s Daily issued by Xinlong Kingdom, you can guess just from the name that it must be worth a lot of money. 】

——[Why do I think Brother Chen can pick up treasures even if he goes to the garbage station? 】

——[Isn’t this a script? If it’s not the script, I’ll eat shit! 】

——[Is there anyone who knows? Tell me whether it is true or false and the price. Let me open my eyes! 】

This newspaper is of extraordinary significance to ordinary people in the Dragon Kingdom, let alone newspaper collectors?

So Yang Fugui held the newspaper in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Can this newspaper be true?"

Li Xiuhai was still interested and suggested from the side: "Let Wang Hao take a look and he will know whether it is true or false."

"Yes, he specializes in these, you can definitely tell at a glance."

Yang Fugui hardly hesitated.

He immediately took out his cell phone and made a video call to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao answered quickly.

"Hello, Brother Yang from Jiangnan City?"

Wang Hao on the phone is a lean young man who looks like he has kidney deficiency.

Yang Fugui said excitedly: "Wang Hao, they say you are an expert in newspapers and books. I have Zhang Jianguo Daily here, and I want to ask you to help me read it."

When he encountered something within his hobby, Wang Hao immediately became energetic: "Okay, we are all friends, I won't charge you for appraisal, hehe! What about the newspaper, do you have it in your hand? Give me a look!"

Yang Fugui smiled helplessly and pointed the camera at the newspaper.

Just a glance.

Wang Hao's exclamation came from the phone.

"Damn it! It's really Jianguo Daily! Although this newspaper has an amazing circulation, after more than seventy years, the number of copies is pitifully small. There are no more than 5,000 copies in existence, so one copy can be sold for more than 30,000 yuan!"

Yang Fugui was more concerned about the issue of authenticity and quickly asked: "Do you think this is true or false?"

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