Chapter 203 (1/2)

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Tang Xiaoyou also clapped his hands. Shanzhu has solved such a difficult problem so easily. Now, you can go on shopping. You don't have to go back to squeeze, or go back to the county TV station to change your shoes.

It takes at least half an hour from here to the county TV station, which is still normal. Now the temple will go back and forth for at least two hours.

It's more than five o'clock in the afternoon for two hours, and the antique market has long been scattered.

”Xiaoyou, your white high-heeled shoes are famous brands. I'm sorry that they can break down for you. After we visit the antique market, I'll buy a new pair with you.”

Shanzhu couldn't help feeling the back of his head and said with a smile.

”Good.”

Tang Xiaoyou said that she put on white flat heeled sandals and walked. Sure enough, she was more comfortable than wearing high-heeled shoes.

Originally, this pair of white high-heeled shoes was a limited edition brand that Tang Xiaoyou bought in the provincial capital, but now Tang Xiaoyou thinks that this pair of shoes without heels is really out of print.

In front, there is a big square, where many people are hawking, and some people are setting up stalls, with porcelain, coins, wood, all kinds of stones and so on.

This time.

The mountain column came to the antique market. It is precisely according to the request of white element. Now, Shennong tower needs to repair some ancient artifacts. These antiques have gone through the essence of years without knowing how many years they have accumulated. These essence can repair some cracks in Shennong tower.

In ancient times.

Shennong tower is one of the treasures of Shennong emperor. It experienced a great war in ancient times. In that war, Shennong emperor fell, Shennong tower was damaged, and it fell into the long river of history.

After tens of thousands of years, now Shennong tower reappears and falls into Shanzhu's hands again.

”Young man, look at my bronze sword. It's an antique. It has a history of more than 1000 years. It's said that it was excavated in the ancient battlefield of Donggu village.”

At this time, an old man called to Shanzhu. In front of his stall, there were some rusty knives, swords, compasses, porcelains and so on.

Among them, this bronze sword is rusty and looks like it has been for some years.

Donggu village is an ancient battlefield. Shanzhu knows that this is another village in Linchuan county. It is said that the song and Jin Dynasties fought there a thousand years ago, and there is also the legend of Yang LIULANG guarding the border and so on.

Shanzhu just smiles.

Although this rusty bronze sword is rusty, the pillar can feel that its age is not long, but for decades, it was buried in the ground after chemical treatment.

If the bronze swords unearthed from the ancient battlefield are real, they are worth more than 100000 yuan at least. Moreover, the ancient battlefield in Donggu village is the place where the song and Jin Dynasties fought. Iron ware was popular in the Song Dynasty. What bronze swords were popular there.

”How much is your iron sword? Is it so rusty? ”

Shanzhu can't help asking the old man?

”Well, you can give me 300 if you want. This iron sword is broken. Moreover, when I went to the countryside to collect it, it seemed that it was dug out of a villager's dung pit. It was stinking at that time.” The old man couldn't help saying that he still said the bronze sword to the pillar.

This bronze sword, the old man intends to do 58, this rusty iron sword, only 300.

”OK, three hundred. I'll take it.”

At this time, Shanzhu couldn't help but take out three hundred yuan bills and give them to the old man. Just now, Shanzhu was holding this rusty iron sword, and he had already penetrated into it with a golden spirit. What's more, he felt that this iron sword has a history of at least one thousand years, although its appearance was rusty.

However, its interior is cold, and it's as cold as wrought iron. It should be a top-grade antique, just what the pillar needs.

”Take it, young man. Don't you want this bronze sword? Well, we're predestined. How about forty-eight for you? I can't do less. I spent four thousand on it. ” The old man still didn't forget to sell the bronze sword to Shanzhu, as if he didn't give up if he didn't sell it.