However, it is not easy to sell such ancient books.

In the antique world, there are more porcelains, and then there are jades, ancient coins, and even small pieces of bronzes.

Will collect ancient books, ancient books are relatively rare.

However, Luo Yuyang is very familiar with the antique circle at this time, so it is not difficult to find people who collect ancient books.

Especially in the imperial capital, it can be said that it is a place where collectors gather.

Luo Yuyang knows an art street, where there are a number of large and small private museums, all of which are run by rich and leisure people.

That street is a bit far away, but the subway in the imperial capital is very convenient.

About four or ten minutes later, Luo Yuyang arrived at the destination. The place was just like the scene in his mind, and it really had an artistic atmosphere.

If there is art, then there is artwork, and if there is artwork, there must be all kinds of antiques, including calligraphy and painting, ancient books and so on.

Luo Yuyang quickly locked on a museum called Baitao Museum.

This museum is relatively large on this street. Looking at the name of the museum, it is probably named after the founder.

With Luo Yuyang's eyesight, he is confident that he will not be wrong.

The Baitao Museum is divided into three halls, two small halls on the left and right, and a main hall in the middle. They are all connected and obviously very spacious.

There was no one in the museum, it was deserted, and there was only one beautiful woman sitting at the front desk.

The beauty at the front desk saw Luo Yuyang coming in, but she didn't speak, and lowered her head to work again.

The free museums are for people to see casually, and they will not easily disturb the visiting guests.

The reason why Luo Yuyang chose this place was because there are so many calligraphy and paintings here, and if you look at one or two of them, they are all masterpieces of famous masters, and some of them are even authentic.

Luo Yuyang turned around and walked to the front desk.

The beautiful receptionist raised her head and asked, "Sir, what do you need?"

Luo Yuyang asked: "The things here are collected by the boss, right?"

The beautiful receptionist nodded: "Yes, our boss is a very famous collector."

Luo Yuyang: "Alright, is the boss here? I want to talk to him."

The beauty at the front desk was startled: "What do you want to talk to the boss about?"

Luo Yuyang: "Yes, I have something I want to show him."

Only then did the beautiful receptionist realize that this little brother is here to sell things.

There was no surprise for the beauty at the front desk. After all, she worked here, so she should often encounter such things.

The beauty at the front desk: "It is... what?"

Luo Yuyang took out the cloth bag and said, "An ancient book, I believe the boss, as a collector, will definitely be interested."

The beautiful lady at the front desk looked down and saw that the little brother was really in stock, so she said, "Then just wait a moment."

With that said, the beautiful receptionist took out her mobile phone from below and went to make a call.

Luo Yuyang had nothing to do, so he started wandering around the museum again.

Just now, he only walked around the hall, but now Luo Yuyang went to the small hall on the right.

This small hall is much more famous, and there are many things to see, including porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, sculptures, and even stone tablets and furniture.

Moreover, Luo Yuyang took a closer look and found that the objects in this small hall were genuine and of great value.

The owner of this museum is really unusual and has a high status.

At this time, the beautiful receptionist came over and said, "Sir, just wait a moment, our boss will be here soon."

Luo Yuyang nodded.

Moments later, the owner of the museum arrived.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a pair of glasses, Wen Zhibinbin, very gentle.

The middle-aged man looked at Luo Yuyang a few times, and couldn't help being a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect such a young seller.

The middle-aged man took the initiative to extend his hand to Luo Yuyang: "Hello, I am Wu Baitao, the owner of this museum."

Luo Yuyang also said his name, so it was considered acquaintance.

Wu Baitao asked straight to the point: "Do you have something to show me?"

Luo Yuyang nodded.

Wu Baitao: "Okay, let's chat while drinking tea."

Luo Yuyang followed Wu Baitao to a room behind the hall.

This is not only Wu Baitao's office, but also a tea room, which is used to meet guests and discuss things.

Soon, a pot of tea was served.

Wu Baitao poured tea into Luo Yuyang's cup, and the fragrance of the tea overflowed immediately.

Luo Yuyang didn't care about drinking tea either, he took the cloth bag out of the bag and put it on the tea table.

Wu Baitao was startled: "This is..."

Luo Yuyang picked up the tea and said with a smile, "Boss Wu will know after looking at it."

Wu Baitao glanced at Luo Yuyang again, only to realize that the other party had a depth that was unlikely to be at his age, and his manner and conversation seemed very mature.

Wu Baitao's doubts were indeed justified. How did he know that Luo Yuyang's mental age was actually ten years older than Luo Yuyang's?

At this moment, Wu Baitao lowered his head and opened the somewhat tattered cloth bag, revealing the ancient book.

Wu Baitao's expression was a little disapproving at first, but when he saw the words on the cover clearly, his expression changed.

Wu Baitao glanced at Luo Yuyang and said, "Mei...Cun Shiyu, is this...Wu Weiye's own handwriting?"

Luo Yuyang nodded and said sincerely, "Boss Wu has good eyesight."

As expected of a collector, Wu Baitao immediately paid attention to it. He took out a pair of gloves from the drawer of the tea table, stared at the ancient book for a few seconds, and then began to flip through it.

Wu Baitao's cautious appearance has a sense of ceremony.

Wu Baitao turned a page, and his eyes lit up. He quickly took out a magnifying glass from the drawer, and read each word.

Good guy, Wu Baitao is an expert.

No wonder, although Wu Baitao is a collector, collectors are actually experts, and may be much better than experts in terms of knowledge and practice.

The more Wu Baitao watched, the more excited he became, his hands seemed to be shaking.

On the contrary, Luo Yuyang became more calm and drank tea calmly.

With a sound of "shua", Wu Baitao stood up suddenly, which startled Luo Yuyang and almost dropped the cup on the table.

What are you doing? This is a surprise.

Wu Baitao was a little excited, and said, "Authentic work! It is indeed Wu Weiye's original work!"

Luo Yuyang smiled, but said nothing.

Wu Baitao sat down again and began to roll over again.

He turned it over very carefully, reading almost word by word, even the blank spaces.

Wu Baitao collects calligraphy, paintings and ancient books, so he naturally knows how deep the water is inside. Many of these objects are half-truths and half-fakes.

It was already noon at this time, Luo Yuyang was already hungry, but at this time he still waited patiently for Wu Baitao to finish reading.

After a while, Wu Baitao finally put down the magnifying glass, apparently completing the identification.

Luo Yuyang had no words.

Wu Baitao looked at Luo Yuyang and asked, "This book...is Brother Luo going to sell it?"

Luo Yuyang nodded and did not step forward: "Since I found it, of course I want to sell it."

Wu Baitao: "Okay, let's make a price."

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