The first thousand four hundred and seventy-first chapters
"Idiot" Mr. Bao looked at Mr. Tang with disdain
Although one thousand yuan is not much, it is still not worth it to buy such a few scraps of scrap metal. Obviously, in Mr. Bao's eyes, this is a loss-making business, even if he is buying something that belongs to his father.
Young Master Tang was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "It seems that Mr. Bao thought that I was an idiot to buy these three swords for one thousand yuan."
"Although the money is small, it's not how you spend it." Mr. Bao said.
"That's right, you can't spend one thousand yuan like this. Ten million yuan can buy a fake worth tens of thousands of yuan, right, Mr. Bao?" Wang Jun said with disdain.
Lao Bao was very angry. Wasn't his son deliberately looking for trouble?
However, I've just beaten it, and it won't look good if I try it again.
After listening to Wang Jun's words, Mr. Bao's face turned red and white for a while. Then when he saw his father's face, he shook his head and said, "Dad, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Mr. Bao is also a boss. In fact, he still has some determination. Although he is a bit arrogant and domineering, he will not cling to Young Master Tang to death. After all, Young Master Tang has not sinned against him.
So where are the roots?
Young Master Tang looked at Yun Shangshang beside him and couldn't help but sigh, beauty is a disaster.
However, fortunately, I was able to take care of this disaster.
"No, Mr. Bao, don't you want to see why I bought and three swords?" Young Master Tang said.
"Huh?" Mr. Bao frowned when he heard this. These swords are all rusty. What's so good about them?
"Haha, Mr. Bao, is it inconvenient for me to borrow your place for a while? Then lend me a small hammer," Young Master Tang said.
"Okay!" Mr. Bao nodded when he heard this, but his brows did frown.
What does this guy mean?
Is it possible that these three swords have some rare origins?
He waved to the waiter in the shop to find a hammer, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.
Mr. Tang smiled strangely at Mr. Bao. Mr. Bao got goosebumps when he saw this.
The small hammer was brought quickly. It was really small and could only be held in one hand. The whole hammer felt like it weighed less than half a kilogram in my hand.
"Brother, do you want me to help you?" Wang Jun said.
"No, I can do it myself." Young Master Tang shook his head, then pointed the hammer in his hand at the rusty knife and began to slowly tap it.
"ding ding ding"
As Young Master Tang struck, black and green powder continued to fall off the knife.
"Click"
After the sound, everyone couldn't help but laugh
"You asked me to stay just to watch this? Sorry, I'm really not interested," Mr. Bao said with great disdain.
"Uh, mistake, mistake," Young Master Tang said slightly embarrassed.
He hit it with a hammer, his original intention was to separate the scabbard and the blade, but he didn't know whether the quality of the scabbard was too poor, or whether Mr. Tang used too much force, and part of it was smashed off.
Seeing this, Mr. Bao showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Yun Changshang with fiery eyes.
Seeing this, Tang Da frowned and didn't bother to strike carefully. He directly aimed at the scabbard and smashed it hard.
As Young Master Tang pounded hard, more fragments and patina fell off the blade, and the entire blade became different from before.
The knife, which was originally as black as ink and covered with patina, has turned snow-white in some places, attracting everyone's attention.
"How is this possible?" Mr. Bao muttered.
There is no doubt that even if this knife is of ordinary origin, it is worth far more than a thousand yuan.
More fragments fell off, more snow-white blades were exposed, and the eyes of the target became wider and wider.
"The blade of the sword is quite good. As an ancient relic, it is not rotten. It's just a pity that the handle is missing." Young Master Tang sighed softly.
The handles of knives are usually made of wood and are difficult to withstand the attack of time.
Not to mention this sword, even the fish intestine sword in Young Master Tang's hand had a bare hilt when it was discovered.
"Oh my God, this is a magic weapon, it doesn't have any decay at all," Han Yiming murmured.
When Lao Bao heard this, he felt as if a piece of flesh had been cut in his heart. You must know that this knife belonged to him before, but now, he sold it to him for a few hundred yuan.
"Such a weapon should have some origins. It's like the Yue King Goujian's Sword. I'm afraid it's not a national treasure." Wang Jun said.
Hearing the word "national treasure", Lao Bao's heart twitched violently.
"Mr. Tang, what on earth is this? You must have missed it," Bowen also asked.
Pick up leaks?
Nonsense, it must be picked up!
It’s just that Lao Bao’s heart is bleeding
"Well, this sword should be the ancient ingot sword of the fierce tiger Sun Jian during the Three Kingdoms period. Look, it has the word ancient ingot written on it." Young Master Tang said.
Han Yiming is an expert in the study of calligraphy and painting, and naturally he is also involved in fonts. After leaning over to take a look, he nodded and said: "That should be it. The only sword named after the ancient ingot belongs to Sun Jian."
"However, it is said that this sword was hidden by the Sun family after Sun Jian died in battle. It is said that it was buried in Sun Quan's tomb. How could it appear here?" Han Yiming asked puzzledly.
"I'm not sure about this. Maybe someone dug up Sun Quan's tomb, stole it, tossed it around, and finally ended up in Mr. Bao's shop." Young Master Tang said.
When Mr. Bao heard this, his face froze.
This thing is good in his store, but he doesn't have the ability to recognize it.
"Brother, why don't you test the sharpness of this knife? See how many copper coins it can cut through." Wang Jun said.
"Okay, but I guess this sword shouldn't be as good as the Yue King Goujian sword, so let's use three copper coins as a test. Mr. Bao, can you provide a few?" said Young Master Tang.
"Okay!" Mr. Bao said with a dark face.
Although this thing has nothing to do with him, he also wants to see how sharp this sword is.
The waiter was very quick and took out three copper coins and put them on the table.
Young Master Tang raised his sword high, then dropped it heavily
"boom"
After a sound, the marble table fell off a corner.
This knife directly cut off three copper coins and also cut off the marble table.
"Why are you using so much force? Aren't you afraid of breaking it? Check to see if there is any gap." Wang Jun said hurriedly, as if the thing belonged to him.
"No, it's intact. It's really a treasured sword!" Young Master Tang admired.
This sword should be slightly inferior to the Fish Intestine Sword, but it may not be inferior to the Yue King Goujian Sword.
"Tang Fei, you are really lucky. Even if this ancient ingot sword is not a national treasure, it can be said to be the top second-class cultural relic. Its value is immeasurable." Han Yiming said enviously.
Lao Bao's face instantly turned black.
A top-notch second-class cultural relic, maybe even a national treasure, just slipped away from his hands.
A painting that had just lost tens of millions, now lost a top-notch second-level cultural relic.
God, what did I do wrong?
Lao Bao has been cursing in his heart
Unfortunately, it doesn’t help!
Young Master Tang also knew what was going on in this guy's mind, but he would not send the ancient ingot sword back, even though he did not lack such a weapon at all.
From Genghis Khan's mausoleum, Young Master Tang found too many good things, especially weapons, each of which was controlled by an outstanding person at that time, such as the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and Yue Fei's Divine Spear, each of which was no worse than the ancient ingot sword.
However, seeing the heartache in Lao Bao's eyes and the surprise in Mr. Bao's eyes, Young Master Tang felt extremely refreshed.
"Haha, Mr. Han, this thing is actually nothing, at most it is sharper. Sun Jian during the Three Kingdoms period is nothing in the rolling tide of history. There are many more famous people than him." Tang Da
Shao chuckled.
"You kid, you have such a big heart. Do you have anything better than this ancient ingot knife?" Han Yiming said speechlessly.
"Of course, for example, my brother Wang once picked up a precious sword on the grassland. After identification, it was Genghis Khan's golden sword. That thing is a real national treasure. Compared with it, the ancient ingot sword is nothing.
What are you going to do?" said Young Master Tang.
Perhaps, the sharpness of the ancient ingot sword is similar to that of Genghis Khan's golden sword, but the owners of the two weapons are too different.
Sun Jian was just a prince in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and he died very early. It is said that his descendants founded the Kingdom of Wu, but compared to Genghis Khan, they were still in the sky and on the earth.
Genghis Khan's Mongolian cavalry fought all the way to Europe. In terms of performance, he can be called one of the most powerful commanders and one of the most powerful kings in Chinese history. There are only two or three people in the entire Chinese history who can
Comparable
"Genghis Khan's golden sword? Oh my god, can you pick this up?" Han Yiming said speechlessly, and Lao Bao also looked weird.
"Luck, luck, I also picked up a gold seal at that time, which is also a national treasure." Wang Jun said rather 'modestly'.
Picked up two national treasures at once?
Damn, is this justified?
"What an enviable luck!" Han Yiming's envy was written all over his face.
"Haha, don't, you should be envious of me later."
Young Master Tang smiled and began to tap the second sword.
When Lao Bao saw this, his heart suddenly twitched a few times.
Could it be said that this is also a sword?
how is this possible
A few minutes later, Young Master Tang smiled and said: "White Rainbow Sword, Mr. Han should know the origin of this sword."
"This is natural. It is recorded in ancient books that Sun Quan has six swords on his body, and this White Rainbow Sword ranks first among the six swords!" Han Yiming said.
"Mr. Han is indeed very knowledgeable. This White Rainbow Sword should have been buried together in Sun Quan's tomb. It has the same origin as the Ancient Ding Dao." Young Master Tang said.
"Well, that should be the case. This Baihong Sword is no worse than the Ancient Ingot Sword. Tang Fei is so good at picking it up," Han Yiming praised.