Chapter 607 Sword on

Daqing went to work in the morning and walked out of the Sihe courtyard. He came to the small shop at the entrance of the alley to buy breakfast. It was a pity that there was no smoke in the back when riding a bicycle. Compared with those who squeezed cars, it was also leisurely.

Through the streets and alleys, Beijing is changing every day. What remains unchanged is the habit. Living in a new house to talk about the past, listening to the old drama.

Donglaishun's instant-boiled mutton is greedy when you think about it. The Ditan Temple Fair is not as good as the factory now. There seems to be more people in the big fence than things. If you come to Beijing, you will immediately miss it.

Walking in the lively market of Panjiayuan and listening to the songs of old Beijing, Zhuang Rui is very satisfied at this time. Isn't life just a life? His little life is also enjoyable.

This old Beijing city is the political and cultural center of the country. The strong cultural atmosphere is unmatched by many cities. People who come to Beijing for the first time often have a feeling of going back in time when they see those ancient buildings, as if they were in ancient times hundreds of years ago.

Zhuang Rui is going to get the seal from his aunt today, but the appointment with the old man is in the afternoon. It's okay. Just come to Panjiayuan in the morning. Although there are not many real things, you may meet him.

Qin Xuanbing has also been busy these days. She has used a wing in the backyard as her studio. Now she is preparing to design some jewelry styles according to a few pieces of jade provided by Zhuang Rui. Of course, he just doesn't do anything. After drawing the drawing, he has to give it to Luo Jiang in Pengcheng to carve.

If Luo Jiang hadn't been from Pengcheng and didn't want to leave there, Zhuang Rui would have wanted to find another place to settle him in Beijing, because it would be a little troublesome to send a batch of finished jade jewelry from Pengcheng every month.

Of course, Zhuang Rui didn't care about these things. It was all Zhao Guodong who asked Zhou Rui to send to Tai Ruilin, which was handled by Manager Wu. The trouble pointed out by Zhuang Rui was that he was afraid that there would be any problems on the road. The jade that must be sent every time was worth tens of millions. If it was not I'm really worried.

... Panjiayuan seems to be having an event these days. Everyone wears very strange clothes. Even those small stalls and pigs at scattered stalls are uniformly dressed. There are people who wear Tang and robes. Anyway, none of them are dressed normally.

He went to "Xuan Rui Zhai" and was also an idle person. Zhuang Rui simply wandered around in various stalls and walked to a stall selling swords. Zhuang Rui stood still.

"Oh, boss, you're here. Let's take a look. I have everything from the Tang Dynasty's Mo Dao, Yi Dao, Guo Dao, Heng Dao, to Emperor Qianlong's Da Yue Dao..." The stall's business did not seem to be very good, and the location was also around the corner, and there were not many people stopping Zhuang Rui couldn't stand the intimacy.

"Tang Dynasty, good boy, and Master Qianlong? Dude, don't tease me. You sent that thing a long time ago. Do you still need to set up a stall here? Zhuang Rui was also free. He squatted down and teased the stall owner, but his eyes looked at his booth. To be honest, there were really not many stalls selling swords and antiques in Panjiayuan. Zhuang Rui came many times, and this was the first time he had seen it.

The collection of swords has been heated in the past few years, but because most of the unearthed swords are made of copper and iron, they are easy to be corroded in the soil, and there are not many good-quality products. Like those things on this booth that make Cheng Liang shine, it is needless to ask .

"Ha ha, there are also antique swords, but I'm afraid you don't like it..." The stall owner smiled angrily and pointed his hand at the stall.

"Oh?" Zhuang Rui followed the man's fingers, but there were six or seven pieces of copper and iron in his eyes, and the top was still rusty. He could not see that it was Moyang of the sword at all, but it was a bit like a burning stick burning stove in the countryside.

"Do you dare to sell this... this thing?" Zhuang Rui was stunned. There was no way to comment on the quality. It was simply no quality, but Zhuang Rui knew that these could really be antique swords, but the difference in quality was basically not worth much.

"This big brother, I'm also an connoced person. These things are unearthed. They have been buried underneath for a long time. Otherwise, they would have been taken away long ago. Look, if you like it, I'll make it cheaper for you..." After the stall owner heard Zhuang Rui's words, until the other party was also A player, these words are very practical.

"Ha ha, I'll just take a look. There is really no research on antiques such as swords..." Anyway, I was in a panic. Although he had no character, it was indeed an old object. Zhuang Rui calmed down and looked at these seven or eight pieces of broken copper and iron.

In recent years, in the international antique auction market, the price of antique swords has risen very fast. The Qing Dynasty swords, which were originally worth only a few hundred yuan, sold for more than 100,000 US dollars at a recent auction in the United Kingdom, making the domestic sword collection suddenly become hot.

"Huh? It's a little interesting... I just glanced at the "swords" with my eyes, but I found that they all had aura, but the aura was weak, and several of them could not be found if they were not carefully sensed.

Zhuang Rui estimated that it was only caused by the fact that the antiques were broken too much and the aura overflowed.

But there is a broken stick about two feet long and covered with copper rust, but it contains abundant purple gold aura, and it is very thick, without the phenomenon of other sword aura overflowing.

Zhuang Rui put all his attention on the object that should be the "sword", and the aura penetrated in an instant, but it went deep layer by layer, starting from the copper rust and penetrating into it.

"Good things are really good things..." When Zhuang Rui's eyes passed through the copper rust, he found that the body of the sword was full of exquisite and fine lines, like cobwebs, like clouds and fog, and thought it was high mountains and flowing water**.

Straight to the tip of the sword, there is still a cold light at the edge of the wind. It can be seen that in the past, it must have been a sharp weapon for killing people.

"Boss, how much is this iron bar?" Zhuang Rui is also a regular customer of the antique market. He is too clear about the doorway inside. If you want to buy something, you must not pick it up and ask directly, otherwise the other party will definitely offer you a sky-high price.

"Hey, boss, if you don't buy it, it's okay. This is an antique sword I received from Hebei. It's not an iron bar..." After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, the stall owner looked like a dead relative.

However, his eyes didn't mean to be angry. Seeing Zhuang Rui stand up, he hurriedly said, "Look, you are an artist, and I don't want more. If you like the 2,000 yuan in your hand, take it away..." "Don't you want more than 2,000 yuan? Dude, let's be practical. If I go out of the old house by myself, it will never cost more than 50 yuan.

If you sincerely want to sell it, give it a real price, and I'll buy a few more..." Zhuang Rui quietly put down the object that should be a knife.

Although the wooden handle at the handle has long been rotten, there is a hole in the back of the blade.

Of course, the hole has long been blocked by rust.

However, Zhuang Rui can see that it should be a hole through the iron ring.

And if Zhuang Rui is right, it should be the first iron ring knife in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

This thing is a good object, but it is too bad. Although it contains a little more aura than the other ones, it has almost dissipated.

Zhuang Rui wants to buy it back together and do a small experiment to see if the aura will increase after maintenance.

"This boss, 50 yuan was the market a few years ago. Now there is no 500 yuan. Others ignore you and bury you at home as a treasure..." As the stall owner spoke, he looked at Zhuang Rui's face. Seeing that he had no expression, he knew that he had really met a businessman. It was useless to cheat the trap. Finally, he simply said, "600 yuan a piece, I earn 100 yuan of hard work. This is the reserve price..." "600? All right, I want two. Wrap this one for me too..." Zhuang Rui and Zhuang Rui pretended to meditate for a while. In the expectant eyes of the stall owner, he finally nodded.

Counted 1,200 yuan from the bag and handed it over.

"Brother Zhuang, why did you buy things here?" As a result, the stall owner wrapped two swords in newspapers, and the sound of monkeys sounded in his ears. He didn't know from which horn the boy came from. He wore a melon-skin hat and a one-length robe. He was very appropriate to the old Beijing song.

"Hey, monkey, don't worry about what I'm doing. Which one are you singing?" When Zhuang Rui saw the monkey like this, he couldn't help but think of the first time they met, but the material of this dress was much better than the yellow coat at the beginning.

"Brother Zhuang, Pan Jiayuan is engaged in Culture Month to carry forward the traditional culture of our country.

The unified requirement is that all stores wear this kind of clothes. Don't say, this worn-out clothes are charged 200 yuan per person..." The monkey doesn't want to wear it like this, because as soon as he comes out, he will be designated by some foreign friends to take pictures. Nobita just joked that he would put up a sign behind the monkey and write the words "take 50 photos". It must be a good business.

There is a saying that wearing a dragon robe is not like a prince. The monkey wearing this dress is not like an ancient man at all, but it is very dramatic.

When Zhuang Rui was talking to him, many tourists pointed out.

"Ha ha, you dare to run around in this dress. Be careful of the city management to catch you.

I just bought a thing. Let's go back to the store..." Zhuang Rui happily joked with the monkey.

These two objects in his hand, one of which is a baby. He picked up a leak early in the morning, and Zhuang Rui will be in a good mood.

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