"The purpose of collecting is not to invest and make money, but to be a kind of cultural heritage. Money is not worthy and unbearable." Ren Zhiwei said angrily. In his eyes, this Song Dynasty book is a priceless treasure and cannot be measured by money. In the Ming Dynasty, Song Dynasty book had the saying that one page of paper and one page of gold. For now, a Song Dynasty book is at least more than 10,000 yuan. If there are famous people to criticize it, the price is even more incalculable.

"Dad, that's your opinion. The pleasure of collecting lies in the process, but communication is also very important. If Lifei is not interested in this book and wants to change hands, we can't let him suffer." Ren Jingtian said.

"Xiao Yu, are you planning to take action on this book? This book is quite valuable." Ren Zhiwei asked. Although he cherishes this book very much, he knew that with his own wealth, he could not even afford half of it.

"I have to ask Grandpa Wu, I have given this book to Grandpa Wu." Yu Lifei glanced at Wu Wengu and said lightly. He bought this book for Wu Wengu. Now even if Nan Yue's old manuscript is valuable, it has nothing to do with him. This is his principle of being a human being and the bottom line he adheres to. If he forgets his righteousness when he sees profit, he will look down on himself in the future.

"Professor Wu!" Ren Zhiwei looked shocked. The value of this book was more than one million. He asked Yu Lifei about his situation just now. He had not found a job yet, and his life was difficult to show. But now he insisted on giving Nan Yue's old manuscript to Wu Wengu. He thought he could not do this mentality.

"Xiao Yu, haven't I told you? I can't ask for this old manuscript of Nanyue, nor dare to ask for it." Although Wu Wengu was very pleased, he still insisted on his own opinion.

"Grandpa, if you don't want it, you can give it to me." Wu Kexin suddenly said. She was the most shameful thing for Yu Lifei to behave when she got a cheaper one. She knew that her grandfather didn't want it, but she pretended to give it to him. This made her feel that Yu Lifei was not as kind and upright as she originally thought, but was scheming. She had to be vigilant against such people.

"Kexin, how can you do this? Do you know how much this book is worth?!" Wu Wengu said sternly.

"Grandpa Wu, Officer Wu is right. Since you don't want it, you can give it to her." Yu Lifei said. Since he bought it for Wu Wengu, no matter how much it is worth, it is only fifty yuan in his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, you have to think clearly that the Song version of the book was always a very expensive ancient book in the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. Until now, as long as it is a real Song version of the book, it is even more priceless." Ren Zhiwei was surprised. He had just reminded Yu Lifei that this book would be very expensive, but Yu Lifei did not change his mind.

"I bought this book for fifty yuan. To me, it is worth fifty yuan." Yu Lifei said calmly. He naturally knew that Nanyue's old manuscript would be very valuable. When he heard the priceless treasure, he was really excited. But soon, he calmed down again. He bought this book to give it to Wu Wengu. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have bought it no matter how good the book was. After all, for him now, fifty yuan is a lot of expenses.

"Professor Wu, if you are not convenient to accept it, how many days should you give me a try?" Ren Zhiwei looked at the old manuscript of Nan Yue in his hand, and his eyes brightened again. He specialized in studying the history of the Song Dynasty. If there is a Song-engraved version in his hand, it will be of great benefit to his research.

"Zhiwei, when did you become so material?" Wu Wengu scolded. Although Ren Zhiwei is now working in the competent department and sometimes he has to go to the museum to check the work. But in his eyes, he will always be his own student.

"Professor Wu, am I happy to see Lie? Besides, I just helped Xiaoyu keep it for a while. I promise that one month, no, three months... in half a year, I will definitely return to Zhao." Ren Zhiwei stuttered. Although he did not want to possess this book, it would be good to be able to keep it for a while in his own hands.

"Xiao Yu, I'll take action when I read this book. You'd better not be afraid of thieves stealing, but you're afraid of thieves thinking about it." Wu Wengu said with a cold face. With Ren Zhiwei's personality, if Yu Lifei didn't take action in this book, how could he withstand Ren Zhiwei's hard work?

"Grandpa Wu...I..." Yu Lifei glanced at Wu Wengu, then looked at Wu Kexin. He was persistent and patient in doing things. Since it was decided, it would not change easily.

"Grandpa, I just said that since you don't want this book, you can give it to me. Instead of pushing it around and making things difficult for you, it's better to let me solve this problem." Wu Kexin grabbed Nan Yue's old manuscript in his hand and said with a smile.

"Nothing!" Wu Wengu said angrily. Although he could usually do it according to Wu Kexin's temperament, he would never let Wu Kexin do it in such a thing.

"Grandpa Wu, I think Officer Wu is right. Let this old manuscript of Nanyue be handed over to Officer Wu for processing. I'll leave first." After Yu Lifei said that, he pushed open the door and walked outside.

"Xiao Yu..., this kid Jingtian, you chase him and take him to the museum." Wu Wengu said quickly. If Yu Lifei leaves, he may not contact him again in the future. The crowd is vast, where can I find him then?

"Grandpa, is this a Song version of the book? What's there to be a big fuss about?" Wu Kexin did not move and said nothing.

"Do you know how much a page of this book is worth?" Wu Wengu was angry and sat next to her, and said, "At least you have to pay for your annual salary. How many pages does this book have? I'm afraid you won't make so much money in your life."

"One page of paper is worth my annual salary? Is this gold made?" Wu Kexin knew that Nan Yue's old manuscript might be very expensive, but she didn't expect it to be so expensive. Her basic salary for a year is less than 10,000 yuan, and various bonuses and benefits are only more than 10,000 yuan. But now one page of paper is worth her annual salary, and she can't figure it out no matter what.

"One page of Song Dynasty book, one page of gold, the Song Dynasty book is really more expensive than gold. Don't read a small book, it's worth at least one million." Ren Zhiwei said.

"What, one million?!!!" Wu Kexin suddenly started to bounce and said in surprise. Although she grew up in an archaeological family, she did not want to deal with boring archaeology anymore in this generation, so her attention to antiques is naturally not that high. What Ren Zhiwei said before was only a few hundred, at most, a few thousand.

"This is my estimation. If Mr. Yan is asked to bid, he would probably have to add hundreds of thousands." Ren Zhiwei said. The old man he mentioned, the name Yan Liqiang, was a famous collector in Tanzhou. He has good eyesight and strong funds. As long as he is a good thing, he can afford the price.
Chapter completed!