Shen Qiu's voice stunned everyone on the sidelines.

His eyes were fixed on the old lady, revealing an unexpected surprise: "Old lady!

"Master Shen......, what do you mean? What did I do? What did you see? How did my son's illness come to an end?"

"Shen Qiu, I didn't understand ...... either."

Xie Jingwen was also the second monk who couldn't touch his head, it stands to reason that Shen Qiu's sign of saying this was that she had noticed something, and the first thing she thought of might be what special jewelry the old lady was wearing.

But take a closer look, the old lady is poor and white, except for an ordinary silver bracelet on her wrist, there is nothing else, and the silver bracelet is not a valuable object, a bracelet of modern technology, an extremely ordinary thing.

"Shen Qiu, what did you see?" Xie Jingwen turned to Shen Qiu and asked.

Shen Qiu smiled and changed the subject: "Old lady, take the liberty of asking, how much does Jiang Hao's illness cost? I'll help you with a little bit!"

The old lady said cautiously with a hesitant expression: "The doctor said that it will take about five years to recover intermittently, and the cost of recovery will be more than two million ......."

More than two million?

"There shouldn't be any problem!Old lady!Jiang Hao's money for this illness has been settled!It's this thing in your hand! Two million is more than enough, at least five million is the foundation!" Shen Qiu said as he pointed to the thing in the old lady's hand.

Yes?

Shen Qiu's voice fell, and several people in Xuan Bao Zhai opened their mouths wide, the object that Shen Qiu said was nothing else, it was the dustpan that the old lady had just shoveled peanuts!

A dustpan is worth five million?

"Brother Shen, are you sure you're not joking? A dustpan is worth five million, where did you see it?" asked Zhu Xiaogang, pointing to the unremarkable dustpan.

I saw that the dustpan was flattened, less than one meter long and fifty centimeters wide, and cardboard was inserted on both sides, and the bottom of the basket was an iron plate, and the surface of the iron plate was rusty and muddy, and it was particularly inconspicuous at first glance.

Just such an ordinary dustpan that can no longer be ordinary, Shen Qiu actually offered five million?

"Master Shen, don't make fun of my old man! Such a dustpan is worth five million? How is it possible? How can this thing be ...... if no one picks it up on the street?"

"Brother Shen, are you comforting the old lady!" Qiqi tried to ask Shen Qiu, "But you're making too much of a joke, aren't you?"

Shen Qiu indifferently gestured to Xie Jingwen and motioned for Xie Jingwen to withdraw the money from the account: "Old lady, I'm not joking with you, now let Boss Xie give you a guarantee of five million, I don't know how much it can be sold for, and the profit of more than five million will be divided equally with Xuan Bao Zhai, right?"

"Ah...... This...... Is this true? Shen Qiu, you ...... Master Shen, you ...... I...... I don't understand! No, I'm going to be a dustpan...... Oh, don't make a fuss! I'm leaving! I'm not going to tell you!"

The old lady couldn't believe this sudden surprise, Xie Jingwen put the check for five million in the palm of her hand, she still had a nightmare expression: "Old lady! You take this money first, since it is Shen Qiu's words, it will definitely not be wrong! It's not just you! We also want to know the special features of your dustpan! You take the money, and then let Shen Qiu explain it to you!"

The old lady was drenched in sweat, hesitantly took the check, felt that the money was a little hot, and returned it to Xie Jingwen in a tangled way: "I still don't take this money, Shen Qiu, you tell me about the situation first, if you don't explain it clearly, I won't be sure, I don't dare to take this money, even if there is more money, I won't ask for it!"

Shen Qiu couldn't help but admire the old lady a little in his heart, although the old lady was in urgent need of money now, but in front of the money, she didn't bend down and bow her head, looking at the entire Jiangcheng, how many people can do this job.

"Old lady, then I'll be straight!" Shen Qiu stepped forward to take the dirty dustpan from the old lady's hand, removed the pieces of hard paper on both sides, peeled off the basket woven with bamboo strips, and finally left only an iron plate on the palm of Shen Qiu's hand.

"This iron plate is the most important thing, but it is not an ordinary iron plate!" Shen Qiu put the iron plate on the side, and he could clearly see that the thickness of this paste was almost less than five centimeters, and the edges were rounded and measured, and there were some polished traces if you looked closely, and you could vaguely see the carving of the relief.

"Oh, I know!" Zhu Xiaogang patted his head and reacted: "It turns out that the real treasure is this iron plate! Brother Shen, your eyes are too poisonous! You can see all such tiny details! Tell me what kind of rare treasure this is!"

Shen Qiu stuck the iron plate and continued: "Actually, I felt that this iron plate was not ordinary at first glance, and if you look carefully at its uneven surface, although the front and back sides are covered with mud, you can still vaguely see that it is the prototype of the marching inscription!"

What is a marching inscription, that is, before the ancient soldiers went to war, the general would write the corresponding inscription to encourage the ignition of the soldiers' morale, to put it bluntly, it is the mobilization work before the battle, which was called the marching inscription in ancient times.

"The person who can write the marching inscription is at least a general, and it may even be the inscription written by the emperor of the current dynasty in order to boost morale! So it can be concluded that anyone who can write the marching inscription is more or less a celebrity in history, so it itself has a certain collection value! But what I never expected was that the person who wrote this marching inscription was a famous figure in history!"

Shen Qiu specially revealed the inscription on the front, and from the front, he basically couldn't see the content of the inscription, but saw the name of the person who signed the inscription at the end, Yueju!

A marching inscription written by a man named Yueju?

"Yueju, what kind of immortal name is this!"

Zhu Xiaogang, as a top student in the archaeology department of a famous university, is familiar with hundreds of famous people in the past two thousand years, but he didn't expect that Yueju was the name of a big name.

Obviously, this must be a relatively famous figure in history, otherwise Shen Qiu would never have offered five million to acquire it.

In history, the calligraphy and paintings that can have five million gold content are none other than those few people, but those people are either writers and poets, or painters of the world, and it is impossible for these people to write the marching inscriptions.

There is also a possibility that it is related to the emperor of the current dynasty, let Zhu Xiaogang scratch his head, and he still didn't know which emperor's name Yueju was.

"Brother Shen, I really can't think of it this time! Tell me whose name is this month?" Zhu Xiaogang raised his hands and surrendered to Shen Qiu.

Shen Qiu smiled slightly: "Since you can't guess, then I'll give you a hint, this person is from the Southern Song Dynasty!

"Southern Song Dynasty?" Xie Jingwen couldn't help but repeat, looking at the entire Song Dynasty, that is, those emperors could have the skill of five million inscriptions, and it seems that there were no celebrities called Yueju in the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Okay, okay! Brother Shen, don't go around in circles with us! Tell me who is the celebrity this month?"

Shen Qiu smiled mysteriously, pointed to the font size on the patch and said, "I never said that this person's font name is called Yueju, from beginning to end, it is what you said about Yueju!"

As Shen Qiu spoke, he used his fingernails to cut through the soil layer on the patch, and as a result, the font size that appeared instantly became another person's name.

Yueju was hung off the soil layer and became Pengju!

Pengju!

At this time, Zhu Xiaogang reacted instantly, slapped his thigh and shouted: "Oh, my big brother Shen! This time I was really confused by you, it turned out to be Pengju! Pengju is no one else, it is the ...... of the famous name of the Southern Song Dynasty."

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