Less than five minutes after Cai Yi put down the phone, the door of his office was violently pushed open with a bang.

"Where is it? Lao Cai, where is the manuscript of Master Lu Xun that you mentioned?" An old man wearing glasses, about sixty-four or sixty-five years old, and a little thin, pushed the door open hurriedly and asked loudly as soon as he entered the room, impatiently.

Cai Yi smiled helplessly and said to Yang Jing: "Have you seen it? This is how anxious Mr. Guo is."

After that, Cai Yi said to the old man who just came in: "Old Guo, when can you change your hot temper?"

The old man ignored Cai Yi and stared at Yang Jing. "Young man, Old Cai just said on the phone that one of his juniors has six manuscripts of Master Lu Xun? Is that you?"

Yang Jing stood up quickly. He dared not neglect such an old expert.

After a slight bow, Yang Jing said, "Hello, Mr. Guo, I am Yang Jing. The junior that Uncle Cai just mentioned is me. Yes, the day before yesterday I bought a batch of manuscripts and various documents at a rural market, among which I found six handwritten manuscripts of Master Lu Xun."

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together and said, "Great, great! Now we can have more manuscripts of the master."

After a pause, the old man said to Yang Jing: "Xiao Yang, did you bring the manuscript?"

Yang Jing smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Mr. Guo, I came here today to talk to Uncle Cai about something else, and I accidentally mentioned Master Lu Xun's manuscript, and you came here so quickly."

When Mr. Guo heard this, his face suddenly fell. He slapped his thigh and thought for a moment before saying, "Xiao Yang, can I go with you to look at those manuscripts?"

Yang Jing smiled and said, "That's no problem. In fact, talking about these manuscripts is one of the reasons why I came here this time. When I was sorting out the manuscripts yesterday, I found that some of them had reached the point where they had to be protected. However, I don't know much about the preservation of ancient books, so I asked Uncle Cai for help."

"Oh! This is what I am best at! Xiao Yang, let me go with you to take a look at those manuscripts. You don't have to worry about the rest. I promise to protect those manuscripts well..."

Before Mr. Guo finished his words, the door of the office was pushed open again, and Mr. Liu, who had identified the Dongbi Sword and the thirty-six treasures of the ancient spring for Yang Jing, walked in panting.

"I said, you are so impatient, can't you walk slower? When Lao Cai said the thing was in the hands of one of his juniors, I guessed it was Xiao Yang. Haha, I was right."

Yang Jing quickly bowed slightly to Mr. Liu and said, "Hello, Mr. Liu."

Old Liu took a breath, then walked up to Yang Jing with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Boy, you always cause some trouble every time you come here. Last time you came to my place, you stunned my students and even an old man like me. This time you were even more ruthless, you turned old man Guo Ji into a car running at full speed. Haha, Lao Guo, the Dongbi sword and the thirty-six treasures of Guquan that you saw two days ago belong to the young man in front of you."

Cai Yi touched his chin and smiled bitterly, "And the Qianlong blue and white five-bat-holding-longevity-shaped vase was also sold to me by this guy. Look, do you see that bronze statue over there? This guy just brought it over, and China Guardian has already taken away the $3 million."

After Cai Yi said this, Old Liu's attention was attracted by the statue of Lord of Dance Shiva receiving the Ganges River placed on the side. He immediately went up to it without saying a word.

As for Mr. Guo, he became a little dazed. After a long pause, he asked Yang Jing, "Xiao Yang, did the things these two old guys just said come from you?"

Yang Jing touched his chin, smiled bitterly, nodded and said: "Lucky, kid, I'm just lucky..."

Cai Yi said at the side: "How can you be said to be lucky? From what I know, you have brought four treasures in the past half month, not to mention that you have six handwritten manuscripts of Master Lu Xun. If I didn't know that you are the junior of Master Yang, I would really doubt whether you are possessed by the ancestor!"

After a pause, Cai Yi smiled and said to Mr. Guo, "Old Guo, this kid is the younger generation of Mr. Yang Tianmin. Mr. Yang and Xiao Yang's grandfather have been friends for more than 30 years. This time when Xiao Yang came to Yanjing, Mr. Yang called me and asked me to take care of this kid. Now it seems that this kid is more successful than me. I think I have to let this kid protect me."

Cai Yi pointed at Mr. Guo and said, "Yang Jing, let me introduce you formally. This is Professor Guo Tianlin, an expert in the preservation of ancient rare books in our institute, and also a research librarian in our institute."

Yang Jing had no choice but to bow again and said, "Hello, Mr. Guo."

Mr. Guo waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about the two of us for now. You are Mr. Yang's junior, so we are a family. When I first started working, Mr. Yang also took good care of me. We'll talk about this later. I just want to ask you, when can you take me to see the master's manuscripts?"

Mr. Guo really has a quick temper, otherwise Cai Yi and Mr. Liu would not call him "Mr. Guo".

Yang Jing said, "Mr. Guo, don't worry. The things are in the house I just rented, in Dahezhuangyuan in Zhongguancun. If you have nothing else to do, we can leave right away. But Mr. Guo, I have another unwelcome request, which is the preservation of those manuscripts..."

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