Chapter 11
"Oh, open it and take a look.
Hu Guangshan looked at Wang Heng, his eyes full of interest.
Zhao Changbin and Cao Deshuang also looked at the table lamp in Wang Heng's hand expectantly at this time, full of curiosity.
During the Republic of China, many people liked to hide some important things in their home objects for preservation, especially military officers and underground workers in important positions, and the table lamp was also one of the objects commonly used to hide things.
Kaba~
As Wang Heng carefully dismantled the base of the lamp, what appeared inside was a yellowed book.
And when the front of the book came into everyone's eyes, Hu Guangshan was so shocked that his fists clenched, his whole body trembled, and then he took the case!
Isn't this General Cai's writings on his deathbed!"
Zhao Changbin and Cao Deshuang looked at the title of the book, and couldn't help but gasp.
"Quotations of Zeng Hu Zhibing" is a military work of the Republic of China to discuss the famous general of Yuan, General Cai Yi.
It is known as the modern Art of War and has a great influence in modern Chinese history.
However, due to his untimely death, the book was not published during his lifetime, but was edited by his mentor and friends before it was published in Shanghai.
Although it was once popular in the army at that time and was a must-read textbook at the Whampoa Military Academy, so far, I have never heard of the whereabouts of the original manuscript, and I didn't expect it to be hidden under the base of a desk lamp!
"This friend, is this thing convenient for me to open and take a look?"
Hu Guangshan put on white gloves, straightened his clothes, looked very serious, and looked at Wang Heng differently.
"Mr. Hu, please.
Wang Heng didn't touch the book, but made a gesture of please.
Hu Guangshan solemnly took the book in front of him, and after carefully reading a few pages, his expression became surprised.
He found that the book not only contained General Cai's comments at the end of the chapter, but also many parts that were revised with a red pen.
Obviously, this is the original manuscript!
Hu ——!
closed the book, Hu Guangshan let out a sigh of relief, looked at Wang Heng and said: "This friend, my old Hu has a straight temper, the price is three million, if you come out, you will be my old Hu's friend from now on, and my old Hu owes you a favor!" As soon as Hu Guangshan's
words came out, Zhao Changbin's pupils dilated in shock, and the muscles on his neck also contracted because of the contraction of the muscles, and the green tendons burst out.
Others may not know, but Zhao Changbin knows Hu Guangshan's background very well.
This is a big man who can make the local people shake
three times with a stomp of his feet! Can make him promise a love debt, this "Quotations of Zeng Hu Zhibing" is definitely genuine
! "Okay! Just three million!" Wang
Heng is not a fool, from Zhao Changbin's expression and his attitude towards Hu Guangshan, it can be seen that this Hu Guangshan's identity is by no means ordinary.
Although compared with the 3.5 million recovery price given by the system, this price is a loss.
But if you can get his friendship and favor, you will never suffer.
Thinking of this, Wang Heng immediately stuffed the book back into the base of the lamp, and after reinstalling the lamp, he handed it to Hu Guangshan with a screwdriver.
Hu Guangshan was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately took out a business card from his arms and said: "My friend is particular about things, and Hu Guangshan admires it." From now on, you and I will be friends, you can call me Lao Hu, this is my personal contact information, I don't know what the name of my friend is?"
Wang Heng.
"Little Brother Wang, I will invite you to drink when I have the opportunity in the future, thank you for today."
With that, Hu Guangshan packed the lamp and the wooden box containing the pistol, returned to the car, and immediately drove away.
Listening to the roar of the car, Wang Heng's heart was stirring, and he couldn't help but have the intention of buying himself a four-wheeled car.
"Brother Wang, you can make a lot of money this time.
Zhao Changbin handed Wang Heng a cup of tea, his eyes full of envy.
"Where did I make it, I made a sale at this price, is it good to lose blood! This is a peerless one, no matter how much I have to get more than eight million!" Wang
Heng pretended to be a big loss.
But if Zhao Changbin knows that Wang Heng's thing is 100 yuan, it is estimated that he will be so angry that he vomits blood! This is a net profit of 30,000 times! Zhao Changbin
took a sip of tea and said angrily: "Don't be cheap and behave, I can tell you that this Mr. Hu has a lot of energy, and the mayor has to give three points when he sees him." If I hadn't recently received something that interested him, I wouldn't even be qualified to meet him, let alone his contact information.
Zhang Heng was shocked, but he said with a wicked smile on his face: "Then I will sell you his business card for a fixed price, eight million."
Zhao Changbin's face was excited, and he shook his head after breathing a sigh of anger: "No, this is what he gave you, if I buy it, I will offend him."
"Then forget it.
Zhang Heng put away his business card, turned on the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and got up to leave.
Although today's leakage picking process was not broadcast live and gained popularity, the money earned was really real.
The money in his hand now is enough for Wang Heng to upgrade his residence and car.
But considering that the sudden change would affect his live broadcast effect, Wang Heng still decided to use the money to change his outfit first.
After all, I'm a millionaire now, so it's not good to always look sloppy like this.
"Brother Wang, don't be in such a hurry.
Seeing that Wang Heng was leaving, Zhao Changbin hurriedly got up and stopped him: "This is my business card, if Brother Wang has any good goods in the future, you call, I will immediately send a beautiful woman to the door to receive the goods, and ensure that you are satisfied!"
Don't look at Zhao Changbin's age, but the ghost ideas in his heart are no less than those of young people.
A wishful thinking made Cao Deshuang secretly talk about profiteers.
But Wang Heng didn't eat his set, and said bluntly: "Old man Zhao is polite, I am not far from the antique street, I will come over if there are good things, but it depends on who can read the goods." "
Poof~!"
Cao Deshuang laughed secretly.
Zhao Changbin was also a little embarrassed by Wang Heng's lack of oil and salt, and leaned closer and said: "What is it called, old man, let's forget the New Year, just call me Brother Zhao."
Wang Heng faced Zhao Changbin's enthusiasm, and coughed helplessly: "Ahem, okay, Brother Zhao, I will come back to you if there are good goods in the future."
Zhao Changbin laughed, patted his chest and promised: "Haha, Brother Wang, don't worry, your Brother Zhao is very knowledgeable, and you will definitely not suffer if you sell something to me"
"Wang Heng, why are you here, grandpa, are you very familiar with him?"
Just as the two were joking, a voice came from the door of Jing'an Zhai.
Wang Heng and Zhao Changbin looked towards the door, and saw a beautiful woman with a slender figure standing not far away, with a look of surprise on her face.
It is Zhao Changbin's granddaughter, Zhao Xueer.
Zhao Changbin was first taken aback when he saw Zhao Xue'er shouting Wang Heng's name, and then asked in ecstasy: "You two know each other?"