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"this........"

Hearing Wu Chen's question again, Lao Zhao's face was a little ugly. Obviously, these ancient swords had some origins, and the origins were a little hard to tell, otherwise Lao Zhao wouldn't be so embarrassing.

Although!

Wu Chen is not the kind of person who likes to make things difficult for others, but he is really curious about the origins of these ancient swords. After all, in this batch of ancient swords, except for those that are too old, people can't easily see the specific age. From the point of view of shape, they are basically typical works of each period.

The Zhongzheng Sword of the Republic of China!

The Star Bronze Sword in the late Qing Dynasty!

There are also epee swords from the early Ming Dynasty... It is a pity that the appearance of these swords is not very good. If it is not the case, these twenty-six ancient swords can be gathered together to hold a small-scale conference. The ancient sword is on display, let alone 180,000, it is 1.8 million, and I am not afraid that it will not be sold.

so!

Although Old Zhao seemed a little reluctant, Wu Chen couldn't help but asked: "Is there really any problem with the origin of these ancient swords? Uncle, tell me anyway, so I can deal with it in time. Don't make any mistakes and then trick me, I'm not strict with my mouth, and you can't run away."

Old Zhao: "......"

Although I don't read much, I'm not deaf. Is this kid threatening me? !

"well......."

Thinking of this, Old Zhao couldn't help but let out a sigh: "Forget it, since the little brother has talked about this, if I keep hiding it, it will appear that I am not."

Having said that, he paused slightly, seeing that not only Wu Chen, but also Boss Qian's attention had been attracted, he just sighed a bit: "To be honest, these ancient swords are actually my father-in-law's stayed."

"Old man?!"

Hearing this, not only Wu Chen, but also Boss Qian couldn't help but look sideways at him, but Lao Zhao nodded and sighed softly: "That's right, it's my old man. He liked to collect ancient swords when he was alive. Collected, but he passed away a few years ago, and these swords were passed into my hands."

Wu Chen and Boss Qian couldn't help being taken aback when they heard the words, and they secretly praised: "What a 'biography', really well used, our Chinese characters are really broad and profound!"

All right!

In fact, no matter whether it is Wu Chen or Boss Qian, neither of them is an idiot. How could the ancient sword collected by the father-in-law fall into the hands of the son-in-law, Lao Zhao? Moreover, it seems that his daughter-in-law didn't know about it, so this matter is intriguing. .

but!

After all, this is someone else's business, so just listen to it. Whether it's Wu Chen or Boss Qian, neither of them pursued the matter any further. Asking here is enough.

But Lao Zhao was still a little reconciled, he shook his head and sighed: "Looking at how precious my father-in-law is, there are so many ancient swords, I thought they could be worth several million, but I didn't expect it to be so little. …”

"......"

Wu Chen and Boss Qian looked at each other in silence, but they saw that Lao Zhao was talking and putting the checked cash back into the canvas bag, and there seemed to be some unfinished regret in his eyes.

Seeing this, Wu Chen couldn't help shaking his head. He subconsciously wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just watched Lao Zhao Li leave Jubaoxuan.

"This guy........."

With a soft sigh, Wu Chen stepped forward and put the many ancient swords on the ground back into the wooden box one by one. Finally, when he held the rusted iron rod, the shape of the ancient sword was almost invisible. , within the reach of the tentacle, I immediately sensed a strong sharpness that I have never seen before!

Undoubtedly, once upon a time, this "iron rod" was definitely a magic weapon that cut iron like mud. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it can't stand up to the erosion of time, and eventually turned into this useless " "Iron rod", if it weren't for Wu Chen's supernatural powers, it might really be buried in the long river of time.

When Boss Qian saw that Wu Chen cherished this "iron rod" so much, he couldn't help but "thump" in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly wondered: "Could it be that I've misjudged it, this thing can't be some kind of treasure, right?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear the itch in his heart, and hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Wu Chen was about to put the "iron sword" in his hand into the wooden box, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute!"

Wu Chen subconsciously stopped his movements, then turned around, and looked at Boss Qian with some doubts: "What? Is there anything else Boss Qian wants to do?"

Boss Qian said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just curious, why do you insist on buying these ancient swords, brother? You don't look like someone from our antique industry."

"Yeah?"

Hearing this, Wu Chen replied irrefutably: "I don't know where you got it, Boss Qian. Could it be that... a person in the antique world, what else is there to be particular about?"

"No no."

Boss Qian said repeatedly: "I just think that the little brother is relatively unfamiliar, and there is a strong aura around him. If I read correctly, the little brother should be a Lianjiazi, right?"

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Wu Chen couldn't help being taken aback, and then reacted, couldn't help admiring: "The boss has really good eyesight, yes, although I have only learned a little bit of boxing, kicking and swordsmanship, I can barely be regarded as a Lianjiazi."

"No wonder."

Boss Qian seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly realized: "No wonder the little brother loves ancient swords. Now that the batch of ancient swords like Old Zhao are in the hands of the little brother, they can be regarded as swords and heroes."

"The boss was joking."

Hearing this, Wu Chen couldn't help laughing, "I'm just an ordinary martial arts fan, so I can't be called a hero, by the way." While speaking, he seemed to think of something, and then asked: "Boss, Do you have any antiques worth around two to three hundred thousand?"

"Yes, yes, of course!"

Boss Qian also didn't expect that Wu Chen's words would turn to this, and immediately replied: "My Jubaoxuan is one of the best antique shops on Old Town God Street. The most indispensable thing in the shop is Antiques, you can find whatever price you want, and you will be satisfied."

"Don't."

Hearing this, Wu Chen immediately said with a half-smile: "Boss, please don't give me a guarantee. As far as I know, a guarantee in the antique industry is the most unreliable lie in the world, and... ...What I want is not an antique that is difficult to distinguish between real and fake, but a real antique, is your antique authentic?"

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