Chapter 4 It’s Da Jinya’s grandson

With a loud killing cry, Xiao Ran really felt a strong killing intent. It was as if the moment he opened the door, someone was holding a Guanshan knife and slashed at him, with the blade hanging on the door in front of him.

It seems that there are advantages to being overtaken by someone like Bei Jiuguo. Now he can clearly hear the sounds of these objects without having to concentrate too much.

"I am the Sharen Guanshan Sword, sacrifice me with blood, suppress evil and slay demons, slay ghosts and gods, kill, kill, kill!"

Xiao Ran grinned and took out his ears. Another one wanted to drink blood, and he was noisier than Bei Jiuguo.

"Xiaojiu, how come your artifacts are so virtuous? You just get blood sacrifices when you come up."

Bai Jiugao said: "Don't talk about it with me. It is just like its master, it is a lunatic, a pervert, and a maniac..."

"Oh?" Xiao Ran became interested, "I mean, have you met before? Are we old acquaintances?"

"My previous master... was either a slave or his master."

"Xiaojiu, let's leave the bragging behind for now. Where does his master come from?"

Pei Jiuguo said: "That lunatic's mind was so messed up that I can't remember clearly. He ran to the yard at night to practice with his broken sword, making noises with both men and swords."

"You can't even remember? How long has it been? This nerve knife is also thousands of years old?"

After asking, Xiao Ran felt that it shouldn't be the case. The earliest version of Guan Shan Dao was in the Xianfeng year, so he couldn't remember it wrong.

"Huh..." Bai Jiukuo said in a disdainful tone, "It was only a few decades ago..."

"Haha, someone has been a magical weapon for decades, and you have been a magical weapon for thousands of years, so your life has been in vain!"

"I...you don't understand anything! The most important thing about the so-called artifact is not the age. The first is the material, the second is the mindfulness, and the third is the practice. This crazy sword was originally made by a famous craftsman in Guanzhong using meteorite iron from outer space and used millennium mollusk essence.

The blood started to spread, and later its crazy master took it around the world for decades.

"Now it has a thousand-year-old turtle soul recorded on its blade, one hundred and ninety-nine human lives, three hundred and twenty-seven ghost spirits, and nearly a thousand various kinds of spirits. Coupled with the paranoia and resentment of his crazy master, it will naturally become a god.

"As for ordinary ordinary goods, they only have materials and inscriptions. No matter how old they are, most of them can only use yellow and white things to measure their value. Just like you ordinary people, not necessarily all are elders when they are older, there are many old bastards!"

Xiao Ran laughed out loud when he saw that Bai Jiuguo was so angry that he lost his composure. However, what he said did make sense. In fact, there is no necessary relationship between a person's virtue and age.

If you have righteousness in your heart, know honor and disgrace, cultivate your moral character, respect yourself and benefit others, you can be called virtuous even at a young age. But if you are very old and still speak and act without integrity, harming others and benefiting yourself, then you can only be called old and disrespectful.

Whether he is a bad guy who has grown old or an old man who has become bad, Xiao Ran has seen too many things in his time.

"Xiaojiu, don't get excited, I understand. But there are many artifacts like this, right? I only collected two of them this day."

"Humph, that's because you're lucky. Within a radius of ten miles, there may not be more than five."

"Ten miles in radius? Isn't it the entire Panjiayuan? So you can still use it as a magical radar?"

"It's just a trivial matter. I'll show you more of my abilities in the future." Bai Jiuguo said.

"Okay, it's up to you to see how many top-notch products you can get today. From now on, you can sell ordinary items for money. As for the artifacts... I'll keep them for myself first."

While they were talking, Sharen Guanshan Dao was still arguing: "Come on, come on, it's rare to meet a close friend, come here, I'll love you so much, chop me twice!"

"What should I do with this crazy knife? I can't let it make noise all the time." Xiao Ran smiled bitterly.

"Retract the scabbard and it will naturally fall asleep."

Xiao Ran picked up the knife and instantly felt a bloodthirsty feeling in his heart. It was really different from the feeling of holding the knife yesterday.

Feeding it with blood, suppressing evil and slaying monsters, killing ghosts and gods, sounds very bluffing. But where are there so many monsters and monsters for it to kill now? I have no intention of becoming an exorcist walking around the streets.

Moreover, this thing is also equipped with a front edge, so it is not easy to show off to the public. He does not want to cause trouble for himself. After thinking about it, it can only be used as a town house at the moment.

Xiao Ran sheathed the knife, and the Sharen Guanshan Knife suddenly became silent. He hung the knife on the wall of the bedroom, and Liu Shengli opened the door.

"Close the door first and go for a walk with me."

Liu Shengli rushed over to help him as usual. Xiao Ran waved his hand and did some somersaults on the spot, which made Liu Shengli sigh in amazement.

Although he couldn't understand why the boss suddenly got better, he was greatly shocked. Seeing Xiao Ran walking away lightly, he quickly locked the door and followed.

"Hey, little Master Xiao, you are lucky! Are you recovering? I have just harvested celadon, what do you think?"

Well, this is Lao Jin, an old bannerman who lives in the Second Ring Road of Zhaojing, and has always cooperated with his second uncle.

"Brother Xiao! Long time no see. I just came back from Beijing for half a year. Come and sit with me if you have nothing to do!"

This is Zhao Erga, who lives in Luonan Province. There are many large tombs in his hometown. He is about the same age as Xiao Ran, and they have always been relatively close to each other.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, I have a batch of mutton-fat jade next month. Why don't you come here to do this?"

This is Sister Liu, from Hexi Province. She and her husband came to Beijing to open a shop. It is said that there are relatives in the family who specialize in bucket fighting, and the goods are really good.

Xiao Ran walked along the way, recalling the nearby businesses and neighbors bit by bit, and the memories were connected from point to point into a network.

Unfortunately, people remembered a lot, but the sweep of the goods was not satisfactory. Although many antiques were reported along the way, they were all too young, and in the end only two jade pots and spring vases less than 500 years old were collected.

While walking, he passed by a shop called "Baojin Pavilion", and the sound inside caught Xiao Ran's attention.

"I'm talking about these two foreign masters. This is a national treasure. It's an old-fashioned product. It's a porcelain piled in the official kiln of Maogong Cave in the Song Dynasty. Did the Song Dynasty know it? In ancient times, it was equivalent to your current Citigroup, Ruichi Nanbowan! This one is for sale

Your sixty-eight thousand and eight thousand is really not expensive. If you can’t do it, I’ll give it a zero and you two will take the sixty eight thousand!”

The two blond foreigners in the store whispered, smiled, shook their heads, turned and left the store.

The boss also hurriedly chased me out: "Yes, business cannot be done without righteousness, but the friendship between our two countries is prosperous! Come back next time!"

After the two of them had walked more than ten steps, the boss stopped smiling and whispered to the foreigner's back: "Bah! You two old fools..."

When he turned around and saw Xiao Ran at the door, he was stunned for a moment. When he saw the boss's face, Xiao Ran was also stunned.

The shiny back of his head, the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks written all over his face, and the big gold tooth in his grinning mouth.

A memory rushed into Xiao Ran's mind instantly - it was this grandson! Nicknamed Da Jinya! He took a fake product and passed it off as Han porcelain, and sold it to Xiao Ran while he was drunk!

"Hey...Master Xiao...you, are you coming out?" Da Jinya said hello timidly.

"You didn't go in even if you came out!"

Xiao Ran rushed over, grabbed Da Jinya by the collar, and lifted it gently, Da Jinya's feet lifted off the ground.

At this moment, Da Jinya, Liu Shengli, and Xiao Ran themselves were all stunned. They didn't expect that after cleaning the marrow and replacing the bones, they would become so powerful.

The idlers in twos and threes around suddenly transformed into a crowd of onlookers, stretching their necks to watch the excitement.

Xiao Ran quickly let go of his strength and lowered the big golden tooth a little. Firstly, he didn't want to expose his strength in public, and secondly, he was afraid of an open conflict and being severely punished.

"Young Master Xiao... Mr. Xiao, you see what you said, we all looked at that bottle at that time, it is really genuine. It must be those two local masters! When we drank too much, they changed the package during delivery!

With our friendship, how dare I deceive you! The rabbit won’t eat the grass beside its nest, right? I’m planning to wait for you to recover before I come to apologize..."

Da Jinya also knew the dangers and was begging for mercy in a low voice with a smile on his face.

Xiao Ran secretly laughed in his heart. Before he could say anything, Da Jinya poured the beans into a bamboo tube.

"You are quite clear about yourself. Why did I come to you? Tell me how you can compensate me..."

"Master Xiao, you have a lot of things. It's really not my fault. This... otherwise, how about you pick out one of the items in my store?"

Xiao Ran said: "Oh no! How can the things in your store..."

Before he finished speaking, Bei Jiuguo suddenly spoke: "There are indeed good things in his store! Don't refuse in a hurry!"

When Xiao Ran heard this, he continued: "Can't you take a closer look?"

After saying that, he let go, Da Jinya's legs went limp and he sat on the ground. He quickly got up and waved his hands to the laughing crowd: "It's over, it's over. Master Xiao and I were joking around. What the hell are you doing?"

!”

When Xiao Ran entered the store, he saw shelves full of fine products, but no words were spoken. However, the decoration of a room full of bells and whistles had quite an advertising effect, and Baorong Zhai would have to do it all over again when he went back.

"Xiaojiu, where is the good thing you mentioned?"

"On top."

Xiao Ran raised his head and saw a bronze Bagua mirror hanging above the door. Listening carefully, there was indeed a voice echoing: "The evil-suppressing yin-yang mirror...dispels enchantments and resolves confusion...breaks illusions and reveals truth...illuminates evil spirits to drive them away...

…One hundred and eighty years ago…”

Xiao Ran was overjoyed. This was a cheat. There were no more than five artifacts in Panjiayuan, and he had encountered the third one. But if he asked directly, the big golden tooth would probably not be willing to give it...

When Xiao Ran saw Da Jinya following the store, he walked towards the inner room.

"Hey, hey, Master Xiao! Where are you going?"

Xiao Ran replied: "The good stuff must be in the house, of course I can go in and get it. What's the matter, is there someone hiding inside?"

Xiao Ran pushed open the door to the inner room, and there was indeed a lot of noise in the room, but the best thing was the Mao Gong porcelain dating back fifteen hundred years. He picked up this one and weighed it, and picked up that one and patted it.

It was like picking a watermelon at a fruit stall, which made Da Jinya tremble with fear.

"I like every one of them, how wonderful is this..."

After playing with it for a while, he saw that the big golden tooth was already scratching his head. Xiao Ran grinned: "In this way, I won't embarrass you anymore. I told you the three conditions. As long as it meets the requirements, I will accept it."

"Okay, tell me..." Da Jinya was dejected.

"Young master, I like copperware recently, so the first thing is that it is made of copper. The second thing is that it is the oldest. And the third thing is that it can be held in my hand and played with."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Ran glanced at the carved copper wine pot on the shelf. This wine pot dates back more than five hundred years.

"Copper...year...playing...hey! Got it, just wait!"
To be continued...