National Treasure

You never know what you will encounter in the second-hand market!

Of course, you don't know what new skills you will unlock!

Porcelain, artwork, bronze...

"Recently imitate the bronze of the Western Zhou Dynasty, put it in the urinal to speed up after it is made..."

The prompt popped up by the system made George almost throw away the bronze in his hand.

It was soaked in the urinal!

But even so, the seller still said very preciously.

"100 packs of Camel cigarettes, sir! Only 100 packs, this is what my father bought when he was in China, this is an antique thousands of years ago!"

Well...

His father probably met a master who specializes in deceiving foreign devils. Thanks to a TV series he had watched before, George knew that since the day the country opened its doors, there have been many experts who specialize in making fake antiques to deceive foreign devils.

According to them, if you don't deceive those foreign devils who don't know the business, you will be sorry for your ancestors.

"I'm sorry, I don't have that many cigarettes. They're good things. What a pity..."

He shook his head and regretted it, but George didn't expose it. He had been browsing the second-hand market for half a day and had made a lot of money. In addition to the Picasso painting, he also collected more than 20 porcelains from the Ming Dynasty and the Kangxi and Qianlong periods of the Qing Dynasty, but only spent a few dozen packs of cigarettes.

Although the system did not give an estimate for these things, and each transaction did not even increase the experience points because the system was assisting him in identification, George was very satisfied.

After all, he had a family heirloom.

"Let alone the vase, after a few decades, it would be two small goals!"

Feeling that the second-hand market was full of treasures, George, who had already gained a lot, left from another direction. Just as he was about to leave the park, he suddenly settled down.

At this time, his 5.0 vision came into play. His eyes were fixed on the pile of books... If it weren't for the yellow covers and the hard-lined text that was very conspicuous in the pile of English books, George would not even look at them more than once, but at this moment, he stood there.

Staring at the yellowed books, George couldn't believe his eyes. After a moment of astonishment, he hurried to the bookstall of the British old woman, but when he was about to get close, he deliberately slowed down his pace to avoid being discovered by others.

As he approached, George forced himself to calm down. When he picked up one of the books, he seemed calm on the surface, but he was excited inside, and even his hands might be shaking slightly.

"Yongle Encyclopedia."

The moment he picked up the book, he turned on the system, and the information displayed by the system told him that these books were the original versions of Yongle Encyclopedia!

Before coming to the second-hand market, he never thought that he would see this book here, not just one, but... more than 30 volumes!

The thick stacks of books made people wonder if they had seen it wrong!

"Sir, you are Chinese, right? These are what my husband brought back from China more than 40 years ago when he was serving in the army..."

Just at this moment, the old woman's words reached his ears.

Serving in the army!

Fuck your mother's Eight-Nation Alliance!

No... it's your daughter!

The old woman with glasses looked at him and said

"If you are interested, two pounds a book!"

Hearing this, George threw the book down directly.

"Madam, these are just a few books! And they are incomplete..."

"Sir, if you need them, I have some more at home, um..."

The woman held her glasses and thought for a while, then said.

"There's probably a box, yes, a Chinese wooden box. I don't understand what Adam is thinking. When other people go to China, they bring back porcelain and gold, but he actually brings back a whole box of books. Does he know those words? If you want, I can sell them all to you for only two hundred pounds."

What, there's a box!

Are they all the Yongle Encyclopedia?

Wait, how could there be so many?

This can't be a trap!

It turns out that George was overthinking. When he drove to the old woman's house, he was not even invited to enter the old woman's house. The old woman led him directly to the yard, where there was a small wooden house of one or two square meters. It was not until the old woman pointed to the Chinese wooden box under the firewood that he realized that he was overthinking. Only here did he pull his hand out of his pocket, and the gun was in his pocket.

"They are all here, a whole box, all of them are these books..."

Looking at the wooden box placed together with the firewood, George seriously suspected that if he hadn't appeared, perhaps this winter or next year, these books would have been turned into firewood by the old woman for heating in winter!

What a waste of resources!

This is definitely a waste of resources!

Although he was a little angry in his heart, he was more grateful that he came here.

Especially when he opened the box and looked at the full books in the box! That's right, it was the Yongle Encyclopedia, most of which were even kept in sealed boxes. Who could have imagined that the Yongle Encyclopedia that future generations regretted and yearned for was here, although this was not a complete volume, but there were at least six or seven hundred volumes!

While secretly rejoicing, George said.

"Madam, these books are definitely not worth 200 pounds, but I have them here..."

While speaking, he took out four packs of Camel cigarettes from his bag and said.

"I still have four cartons of Camel cigarettes. I can exchange them for it if you want..."

Before he finished speaking, the old woman said impatiently.

"Deal!"

As we all know, Camel cigarettes are more useful than British pounds in the market. Not to mention four cartons! The old woman kept talking until the bookcase was loaded into the car.

"Adam finally did a good thing in his life..."

Yes, you did a good thing too!

George couldn't help but feel lucky. When he drove away, he was still excited. He knew the value of those books very well, and it couldn't even be described by money.

"What kind of books are there! They are clearly national treasures!"

He was so happy that he was in a good mood and even secretly decided that he would come to the UK often whenever he had time in the future, not for anything else, but just to browse the second-hand market. Who knows what treasures he would encounter here?

The British have a lot of treasures in their hands...

This is no longer a matter of picking up a bargain, but of getting back the lost national treasure...