Afterwards, it was as if he had discovered a treasure. Anything he thought was strange would be collected into his space. However, he knew that he could not go too far. After all, it would be troublesome if he collected all the books in such a large place.

He picked up a bag from the ground nearby and tied up the book he had found, then came to the corner of the corridor that the man had just mentioned. There were various blue books on the shelf there. Jiang He flipped through a few of them and found that they were all modern books. He had bought a few books on treasure appraisal when he had no money at home before, and later he bought a few to study at home, so that he could know the difference between ancient books and modern books.

"Is this the manuscript of Yan Lizhen?" Jiang He's eyes widened, his fingers trembling a little. Who is Yan Lizhen? He is a famous person in the Tang Dynasty. During the Sui Dynasty, Yan Lizhen was an official through family connections. During the Wude period of the Tang Dynasty, he served as the treasurer of Li Min, who was still the King of Qin. Later, during the Zhenguan period, he served as Langzhong of the Ministry of Justice, Langzhong of the Ministry of Punishments, and was promoted to Shaojian of the Ministry of Works. The most famous paintings include "Zhaoling Mausoleum" and "Lingyan Pavilion" were painted by him.

Although his calligraphy and painting are known to the outside world, his calligraphy is also amazing. If this is an authentic work, then he is...

But this was also his opinion. Although he had seen the other party's calligraphy and paintings exhibited in the museum before, he still had to find a professional to be sure. But forget it now and just give up the space.

He flipped through it casually again and found that there were no other surprises. At most, there were items from modern times or the Republic of China period. After picking out a few valuable items, he ran to the two jars. Then he fell silent and said nothing. He held the two bundles of books in one hand and the two jars in the other hand, and walked out the door without saying a word.

"Uncle, please weigh the book, and here are these two jars of pickles." Jiang He's face had no extra expression, and he looked impartial.

Old man Yang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him without saying anything. The man next to him took a scale and weighed the bundle of books. "I'll give you four dollars in total. These two jars are for you."

"Yeah!" Jiang He lowered his head and took out four dollars from his pocket and handed it over. The other party took it without counting.

Jiang He picked up his things and prepared to leave. Old Yang, who had been silent, suddenly said, "Young man, if you don't come here often in the future, maybe you can find a few more books you like."

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat. He turned around to look at Old Yang and found that the expression on his face was very calm, but his eyes were very wise. He knew in his heart that he actually knew what the jar in his hand was. "Okay, I will come often in the future."

After watching the young man leave with his things, Old Yang, who had been enjoying the sunlight with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's been a long time since I met such a young comrade."

In order to avoid other people's attention, Jiang He did not go back to the station immediately. Instead, he turned a corner and entered a small alley. After putting the jar in his hand into the system space, he walked around for a while before returning to the station.

"You're finally back? Did you find something useful? Wow, it's pretty useful." Gao Youhui took the book from Jiang He's hand and looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect that a tall and thin man could actually get such a useful thing.

"I've looked for books for the entire grade. Are you done with the break?" Jiang He took a bite and the other person stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth.

"Okay." The driver nodded.

"Okay! Let's go back!"