Bai Song was very concerned about this matter. It was also time to get off work in the afternoon, and it was estimated that the uncle would not stay here for too long. Bai Song thought about it for a while, and the uncle agreed that Bai Song would follow him to the book wholesale place.

"You don't want to crack down on pirated books, do you?" The uncle suddenly understood something: "Are you going to arrest me too?"

"Ah?" Bai Song was suddenly stunned. This... is really... hmm?

"Haha", the uncle laughed, "take a closer look at these books, which one is pirated?"

Bai Song is so embarrassed, every one of these books looks like a pirated copy!

Article 218 of the Criminal Law stipulates that anyone who, for the purpose of profit, knowingly sells infringing copies as stipulated in Article 217 of this Law and obtains a huge amount of illegal gains shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than 3 years or criminal detention, and shall also or solely be fined.

The 217 items mentioned above are pirated books.

Bai Song carefully picked up a few old books with poor printing quality, and flipped through them carefully: "Is this genuine?"

"Okay, come with me to have a look later." The uncle didn't explain.

Bai Song flipped through a few more books, and it turned out that every one of them had a publishing house, and although the paper quality and appearance were not very formal, there were no problems with the printing, so he didn't think about it for the time being and would talk about it later.

Bai Song believed that this old man was indeed a retired university professor, so he couldn't help but be interested in the four major chemistry books.

"Were you a chemistry professor before?" Bai Song asked.

"Well, that's right. I study quantum chemistry. Now I sometimes go back to school to work, but when I have free time, I come here to sell books." The uncle agreed.

This is a great hero. This is definitely not for money, but for... I can’t say, maybe it’s a hobby.

But what is quantum chemistry? Why does it sound like a scam?

Nowadays, don’t all the so-called high technologies like to be said to be quantum? The word quantum is often added to everything, and this word has become a disaster area.

Indecision, quantum mechanics; insufficient knowledge, parallel universe; style jump, virtual world; unclear explanation, traveling through time and space...

Seeing the doubt on Bai Song's face, the uncle was also a little unhappy, and took out one of the four books: "Quantum chemistry is a branch of physical chemistry. It is a very broad concept. There are many marginal subjects below, I guess.

..I told you but you still don’t understand.”

"Um..." Bai Song was prepared to hear something extremely obscure, but he just said this? Could this be a liar...

After receiving the book of physical chemistry, Bai Song felt a little strange. What kind of book is this?

Structural chemistry, thermochemistry,...quantum chemistry....

"Is there really such a thing?" Bai Song was quite surprised, and the most surprising thing was that the book was densely packed with notes.

"Did you write it?" Bai Song asked.

"Is that so... Oh? You are referring to the notes above. They were not written by me. They were learned by one of my former students..." The uncle didn't say much and took the book from Bai Song's hand.

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Bai Song didn't ask any questions. He stayed with the uncle for a while, and the uncle sold a few more books. It was almost time to pack up and prepare to leave. Bai Song helped and quickly put all the books in the car.

"How are you leaving?" the uncle asked.

"Let's take this car. I think there's room for one more person." Bai Song pointed to the seat in front of the tricycle.

"Okay, let's go then, and take a taxi when you come back." The uncle motioned to Bai Song to get in the car first.

At five or six o'clock in the evening of midsummer, when it was still very bright, Bai Song sat on a tricycle and followed his uncle to a scrap collection station.

this place...

Bai Song really didn't expect that this man who claimed to be a university professor could actually take Bai Song to Zhao Guofeng's place.

Zhao Guofeng didn't understand the pair when he saw them, but he came over to say hello to Bai Song first.

"Officer Bai, look, you came here without saying anything in advance..." Zhao Guofeng quickly shook hands with Bai Song, "What's the matter?"

Last time, Bai Song came to Zhao Guofeng's scrap collection station several times because of the issue of the iron barrels involved in Li's murder case. After that incident, because the iron barrels were lost dirt from the chemical plant, the police station also came to hold Zhao Guofeng accountable.

.However, Zhao Guofeng did not know the origin of these things, and he did not criticize them too much later.

Because of this, Zhao Guofeng was still very polite when he saw Bai Song.

Bai Song briefly explained the purpose of his visit, and then chatted with the uncle for a few words before he knew what was going on.

In recent years, the sales of paper books have been getting worse and worse, and many bookstores have closed down. Zhao Guofeng saw the right opportunity and collected a large warehouse of books at a price higher than that of waste paper.

If he sells waste paper, Zhao Guofeng will definitely lose money, but if he sells it as a book, he will make a lot of money. In addition, there are many books received from waste collection here, and the good ones are also put in the warehouse.

The price of these books is very cheap, directly cheaper than pirated copies, so people like the uncle come here regularly to buy some and then sell them.

Zhao Guofeng was not sure about the relationship between Bai Song and the uncle, but he was also very polite to the uncle. When the uncle picked books, he no longer had the impatience before. Although it was getting late, he was not in a hurry.

The warehouse here is quite big. Bai Song went in and took a look around. The books here were similar to the books sold by the uncle. There were more casual books, and they were all old books. Bai Song even found a book from ten years ago.

Legal books basically have only reference value.

They are all miscellaneous books, middle and high school tutoring textbooks, middle and high school textbooks, and the like, and they are indeed originals.

Copyright is a very special right. The right to authorize the work, the right to modify it, and the right to protect the integrity of the work are permanent. No matter how many times the book is written, the original work enjoys these rights.

But the power of sales is exhausted once. After the bookstore bought these books at a reasonable price, now it is not illegal for anyone to sell them however they want.

Bai Song waited for almost 20 minutes, and the uncle came out with dozens of books in a cart.

"Let's take these today." After the uncle told Zhao Guofeng, he moved all the books to the electronic scale.

"Hey, there are only a few books, you can just take them." Zhao Guofeng waved his hand grandly.

"Let's weigh it. It's not worth anything anyway." The uncle didn't want to accept this favor.

When Zhao Guofeng heard the uncle's last words, he smiled, weighed the money, and gave the uncle a few dozen dollars.

The uncle was not polite. After paying the money, he took out two books from the book and handed them to Bai Song: "This is the book you want."

Bai Song waited for a long time and immediately started turning.
Chapter completed!