Although the value of these two pieces of gold is not high, they are in very good condition, and it can be seen at a glance that they are objects from the Ming Dynasty, which also adds a weight to the authenticity of this temple.

Zheng Shaoqiu sat quietly on the threshold, holding a half-lit cigarette in his mouth.

Old Man Wu's attitude towards him still did not change, he glared at him from time to time, and scolded and said Turtle son, turtle grandson, delay the time of the expert.

Zheng Shaoqiu turned a deaf ear to these words, his face was as calm as ever, and even a little indifferent.

After a pause, he glanced at Old Man Wu with slanted eyes, and said in a deep voice: "When you were asked to sell me something, you didn't listen." ”

"Otherwise, how can there be such a thing. ”

Hearing this, Old Man Wu's face immediately turned red with anger, and he picked up his crutches angrily and poked Zheng Shaoqiu twice in the leg.

"Whew!"

"Dream your big spring and autumn dreams!"

He raised his hand, pointed at Zheng Shaoqiu's nose, and scolded: "Traitor!"

"Don't think I don't know anything, these objects in the temple were already in the days of my grandfather's grandfather. ”

"I know very well that these are antiques!"

"Are you thieves trying to take advantage of the opportunity?"

After a pause, he snorted heavily: "I'll contact the auction company later, let them estimate the price, even if it's sold, it's not cheap for you to collect rags." ”

When the words fell, Huang Pujun and Yan Jinsong's faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly took two steps forward, shouting loudly: "Can't sell, can't sell......"

"Old man, can't you hand it over to the auction company......"

Huangpu Jun hurriedly said: "That's it, that's it, old man, this is a national treasure...... A proper national treasure......"

At this time, Lin Shiyou also walked over, patted the old man on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Old man, you really can't sell it, and you have to protect it well." ”

"There is also this temple, which is also built during the Ming Dynasty and has a high historical value, which is unique in Heikyoto. ”

Hearing this, Old Man Wu took two steps back and shook his head indifferently: "This is an item that has been passed down from my ancestors for generations, why can't I sell it?"

"What research value, what is unique, don't give me these bullshit logic, I don't understand, and I don't want to listen. ”

"Get out of the way. ”

Lin Shiyou was reprimanded a few words, his old face was a little unbearable, he laughed twice, his lips moved, he wanted to say something, and finally swallowed it back.

At this time, Huangpu Jun took two steps forward and said with a smile: "Old man, you can't say that." ”

He played with the bronze mirror and exclaimed: "This mirror, but it was in the Tang Dynasty, it must be more than a thousand years from now, and I estimate that there is a great possibility that Tang Xuanzong used ......."

"Even if you look at the whole country, you can only find two sides of this mirror. ”

"One of them is in the ruins, and the other is in your temple. ”

"What makes people sigh is that half of the side in the ruins is missing, and yours is in good condition, a proper national treasure......

"Well deserved......"

After a pause, he raised his head, glanced around, and sighed twice: "Old man, you see, this temple is clearly in the style of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"There are also these beams and pillars, but it is an extremely rare golden silk nanmu, just this head, but it is a rare big material, a big material in a big material. ”

"Even in the whole country, there are only a handful of ancient buildings in the Ming Dynasty style. ”

The words came into his ears one after another, and Old Man Wu said lightly: "Okay, I know, if this thing is sold, what price can it be sold for?"

Hearing this, Yan Jinsong's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, and said with a smile: "Old man, you can't make a move, these are priceless treasures, you can't sell them." ”

"Not only can it not be sold, but it also has to draw a circle to focus on protection, and every brick and tile has a high historical value. ”

Old Man Wu's face turned cold when he heard this, and he said unceremoniously: "I can't sell it, what about the debts I owe!"

"I'm just waiting for the lion to open his mouth, and when the time comes, it's time to make a good mistake!"

"With this money, my old man is so dashing and chic......"

When the words fell, Huang Pujun, Yan Jinsong, and Lin Shiyou were slightly stunned, and said in unison: "Old Wu, your idea is probably going to fall through, this time, it shouldn't be able to be demolished." ”

Old Man Wu was suddenly unhappy when he heard this, his face was flushed abnormally, he walked up to the third old man, and scolded: "Can't dismantle it?"

"I've been looking forward to it for so long, and you can't tear it down and it's over?"

"You guys are cutting off my old man's wealth, and do you have a little bit of humanity?"

"Just like you, or an expert professor?"

After a pause, he waved his hand impatiently: "I'm phew!"

"Get out, get out of here!"

When the words fell, the three old men were embarrassed, but they couldn't say anything serious, so they had to smile cautiously.

"Old man, this is a cultural relic, and it should be protected. ”

"The Law on the Protection of Cultural Relics clearly stipulates that if anyone causes irreversible damage to cultural relics, he will have to bear legal responsibility. ”

Hearing this, Old Man Wu's face changed greatly, he gasped, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he regained his normal color and snorted coldly: "Lao Tzu doesn't care at all, he has lived for more than eighty years, even if he is shot, it doesn't matter." ”

"Get out!"

"Get out of here!"

"And you little thief who picks up rags, in the future, Lao Tzu will see you once and beat you once. ”

Several old men laughed twice, but they didn't move under their feet, no matter what the old man said, they all smiled at each other.

At this time, a staff member of the Cultural Protection Bureau walked to the statue of Emperor Wenchang wrapped in red cloth.

Seeing this, Zhang Lin's face suddenly changed greatly, and he hissed: "Don't move!"

"Can't move!"

"That sword is the royal Tang sword, and it must not be moved!"

"It was given to the ancestors by Tang Xizong, you put it down for me!"

These words exploded directly in the ears of the two old men, Huangpu Jun and Yan Jinsong, like thunder.

"What?!"

The Huangpu army changed color and was full of horror.

Zhang Lin ignored his words, took two steps forward directly, jumped on the idol, snatched the treasure knife, raised his head, pointed at everyone, and shouted: "You are not allowed to move!"

"These are the ancestral objects of my Zhang family...... Grab one and try it!"

"Whoever dares to move, I will give up this life, and I will also discount his leg!"

He always carried the knife in his hand, and it was a Tang knife in the late Tang Dynasty.

There is a trace of gold all over his body, and even after the passage of time, he can still clearly see the gold wire inlaid on the sword grid.