"Brother Zhuang, this is something passed down from my family. I don't know how much it's worth, but I won't sell it for any amount of money..."
Timur looked at the full-moon scimitar in Zhuang Rui's hand, with a look of reluctance on his face, but a good man promised a thousand dollars, and Timur really felt that only Zhuang Rui was worthy of this sword, so he didn't
Regret the decision you made.
"Brother Timur, this sword is probably an iron sword made by the Ministry of Industry of the Yuan Dynasty. There are very few surviving ones. If it were put on the market, I'm afraid it could sell for at least 500,000 RMB..."
After Zhuang Rui expressed his judgment, he inserted the knife into the sheath, handed it to Timur, and said: "Brother Timur, it's not that I don't accept it, it's just that this object is too valuable, and I will feel uneasy if I accept it...
…”
Zhuang Rui knew that if Huangfu Yun found out in the future that he had let go of such a treasured sword, he would be scolded by him. But if Zhuang Rui was allowed to take advantage of these simple Mongolians, he really couldn't do such a thing.
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"Five hundred thousand yuan?" Timur was obviously stunned when he heard the price.
Because it is a family heirloom, for Timur, the commemorative value of this sword is more than its actual value. He has never thought about selling it, and naturally he has never asked about the price. Now listen to what Zhuang Rui said
, then I realized that there was a treasure hidden in my home.
Just when Timur was a little at a loss, Battelle came over from a distance. When he saw the full-moon scimitar in Zhuang Rui's hand, his face couldn't help but change, and he said, "Timur, what's wrong? You boy are you still here?"
Do you really want to take out this sword? This is not possible. This is your family heirloom. Let's do this. I will let Brother Zhuang choose more horses and keep your precious sword..."
In this gathering place, Battelle was the only one who had ever been out and about, and even went abroad when he was a soldier, so he had a little more knowledge and designated Timur's sword as something special.
Wu Yunqiqige revealed her small face from behind Bater's broad shoulders, pursed her lips and said to Timur: "Timur, you stupid cow, wants to use my own sword as a lottery, so you should ask my brother for help?"
Wu Yunqiqige is young and pretty. She has always been pampered by these big brothers, but she is used to talking like this.
"Qiqige, don't talk like this..."
When Battle heard what the girl said, he immediately knew that something was wrong, but it was already too late to stop him. After Timur heard Wu Yunqiqige's words, the smile that was still on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.
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Mongolians attach great importance to promises, and often regard a promise as more important than their own lives. The little girl's casual words made Timur make up his mind.
"Brother Zhuang, Changshengtian can testify that although this knife is passed down from my family, it is yours now. How much it is worth has nothing to do with me..."
Timur's words were firm and decisive, and the resolute expression on his face showed that there was no possibility of changing this decision.
"This...isn't this bad..."
Now it was Zhuang Rui's turn to be depressed. Although these grassland men lived a pretty good life, they didn't have much money before they sold their cattle and sheep.
If this knife were to be taken to the auction house, it is estimated that 500,000 is just the starting price. Even if it is sold for more than one million, it is normal. For these herdsmen, this is a huge fortune.
"Brother Zhuang, if you don't accept it, you will be looking down on me, Timur, and I, a Mongolian man..."
Timur saw that Zhuang Rui still had a refusal on his face, so he immediately blocked Zhuang Rui's words. In fact, he was very reluctant to let go of such a treasure. How great would it be if it were passed down to his son and grandson? What if?
If your family is in dire straits, you can still exchange some money to spend.
Zhuang Rui scratched his head with a grimace. This really made him feel a bit difficult. When he wanted to ask Peng Fei for an idea, the boy stayed far away, obviously not wanting to wade into this muddy water.
Looking down at this sword inlaid with gold and silver, Zhuang Rui's mind suddenly lit up. Wouldn't it be enough to find an item of equal value and give it to Timur?
Thinking of this, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but touch his body. The imperial green pendant around his neck could not be given away, so all he had left was the Pixiu toy around his waist.
This object was bought by Zhuang Rui from Panjiayuan in Beijing two years ago. It was a genuine six-color ancient jade. At that time, the jade had lost its brilliance and its surface was covered with mud. Zhuang Rui spent two hundred yuan to buy it.
After being manipulated by Zhuang Rui for two years, the jade skin has revealed restrained colors, and the six clear colors are as if they are fresh. If you put it in the hands of an expert, you will know at a glance that it is not an ordinary product.
There are more ancient jades with single qin color, and double qin color can also be seen from time to time. However, ancient jades with more than four qin colors are very rare. For example, Zhuang Rui's six-color qin jade was obtained from the auction house.
It is also worth millions, so it is the most suitable exchange for this sword.
"Brother Timur, I accept your sword, but I want to give you a gift in return, and you have to accept it..."
Zhuang Rui untied the rope of the pendant from his waist, held it in his hand, looked at Timur and said: "I wear this jade myself. It has the function of warding off evil spirits, so I gave it to eldest brother Timur...
"
Timur scratched his head, looked at the Pixiu pendant in Zhuang Rui's hand, and said: "This...Brother Zhuang, that knife is the lottery I lost to you. It's inappropriate to accept it as a gift from you..."
"Haha, brother Timur, what is a piece of jade worth? If you don't accept it, you don't regard me as a brother and look down on me, Zhuang Rui. Then... please take back this knife..."
The present world must be repaid quickly. Before even a pack of cigarettes, Zhuang Rui returned what Timur said just now, and his expression was very determined. If you don't accept my jade, I won't take your sword either.
of.
"Okay, then I'll accept it too, thank you Brother Zhuang..."
Exchanging gifts is a very common thing in Mongolia. After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Timur hesitated slightly and agreed. He took the piece of jade Pixiu that Zhuang Rui handed him with both hands, cherishing it.
hanging on his waist.
After putting away the jade brave, Timur looked at Zhuang Rui hopefully and said, "Brother Zhuang, I want to form an Anda with you, do you agree?"
Zhuang Rui knew that An Da meant sworn brotherhood, so he nodded and said: "Brother Timur, I agree, let's treat these two gifts as sworn gifts to each other..."
"Haha, okay, it's great that I, Timur, can marry the hero who won Battle's eldest brother..."
When Timur heard that Zhuang Rui had agreed, he couldn't help but feel happy. After thinking for a while, he said: "Brother Zhuang, come to my house for dinner at noon. We want to worship heaven and earth..."
Tying knots is a very important custom among the Mongolian people. Although it has been simplified a lot in modern times, the process of kowtowing, drinking wine, and exchanging gifts is still necessary, and Timur had to prepare it.
After Timur left happily, Battelle approached Zhuang Rui and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhuang, how much is the piece of jade you gave to Timur worth?"
This was also prompted by Peng Fei's gift of jade to his son yesterday, which made Battelle think of this. He always felt that the object Zhuang Rui took out was definitely not an ordinary item, and might be worth more than this sword.
"Brother Battle, let's not talk about money. That's just my wish..." Zhuang Rui smiled and shook his head.
Seeing Zhuang Rui's refusal to answer, Battle quickly explained: "Brother Zhuang, don't think too much, I'm just asking. If it's valuable, I'll let Timur know so that he doesn't accidentally break it."
Already..."
Before Zhuang Rui could say anything, Peng Fei grabbed Battelle and said: "Old man, this piece of jade was picked up by Brother Zhuang. The current market price is estimated to be more than 1 million RMB, which is still easy to sell. Are you really
I want to say hello to Timur..."
Peng Fei has followed Zhuang Rui for so long. He once heard Zhuang Rui talk about the rarity and preciousness of this jade. He also knew that Zhuang Rui loved this jade very much. He just offered this jade in exchange, which really made Peng Fei eat it.
shock.
"More than 1 million?"
After hearing Peng Fei's words, Battle felt stupid again. He even doubted whether the two people in front of him were from Mars. A piece of jade would cost tens or even millions, which only cost a few dollars a year.
For Battelle, who can live a good life with only a thousand yuan, it is simply unimaginable.
Peng Fei saw Battle's expression and guessed a bit of his thoughts, and immediately said: "Old Ba, what I said is not watery at all. Brother Zhuang opened a jewelry store in Beijing that sold jade and jade. He took
There are all good things out there. If you don’t believe me, you can take it to Ordos and see someone..."
Battelle knew that Peng Fei never told lies, so he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said: "Xin, Xin, Feizi, you stay with Brother Zhuang first, and I'll go find Timur..."
This is something worth millions. If Timur accidentally breaks it into pieces, he will probably have no regrets about finding it. Battelle must inform him first.
At noon, Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei arrived at Timur's yurt, but they found that the jade brave that originally hung on Timur's waist had been taken off by him and placed in a brocade box.
On the table.
Although these Mongolians are bold, they are not stupid. They ride horses and herd all day long, and they often stumble. If he went out wearing this piece of jade, Timur might not even know how he could ride a horse.
The marriage between Zhuang Rui and Timur was presided over by Father Battelle. After the two of them kowtowed to each other and drank a bowl of wine, the process was considered completed. As for the gifts, they had already exchanged them.
It was given as a gift.
"Brother, I offer you a bowl of wine."
Zhuang Rui and Liu Chuan have such a good relationship. They have never even called themselves brothers. Now that they have become sworn brothers, they can't help but feel a little closer to each other.
Of course, the consequence of this joy was that Zhuang Rui drank too much again, and his original trip to the ranch in the afternoon was also delayed.
