Speaking of Yang Congcong, the old village chief was full Chinese of tears. I can't beat it, I can't be imprisoned, and I can't let it out, if I run to other people's villages and have an accident, I have to get rid of my black yarn.

Leaving such a scourge around is really a ticking time bomb. The old village chief even thought about finding an old man in his seventies to kill Yang Congcong, but none of the old people in the village dared to do it.

Yang Congcong was born with divine power, and he worked as a small worker on the construction site, and he was three and a half people. Even if he wasn't a psychopath, ten or eight young people were really no match for him.

Just wait for the time bomb to explode one day. As soon as I arrived at the cave compound, there was a horn sound in the distance.

When I heard it, it was a familiar sound of collecting rags. After a while, the electric tricycle drove into the compound, and a sturdy old man in his fifties got down from the tricycle.

The old man greeted the old village chief and spoke the local dialect. The old village chief brought out the beer bottles from his house, as well as a thick newspaper more than two feet high.

Jin Feng sat under the old elm tree at the entrance of the cave, smoking a cigarette and drinking earth tea, closing his eyes and taking a nap, enjoying a moment of tranquility and nature.

The old man took out the scales from the tricycle, and a light flickered. Jin Feng raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the three wheels from a few meters away, and slowly got up.

With his hands behind his back, he walked to the edge of the three wheels and pulled out a rusty and mutilated bronze sword in the pile of rags.

Unlike other bronze swords, this bronze sword has a long sword body, 70 centimeters, and a hilt of more than 20 centimeters, typical of the Qin Dynasty bronze sword willow leaf style.

You must know that the bronze swords of other countries during the Warring States Period were only fifty or sixty centimeters long, and they couldn't fight with the Qin State at all.

However, the bronze sword was very rusty, and the broad blade had several broken gaps.

Holding the bronze sword to test the weight, he held the sword with both hands and played with a few sword flowers and put it down.

"Where did this sword come from? It's like an antique. Jin Feng played with the sword with great interest, and also cut down the old elm tree next to him, and it took a lot of effort to pull out the sword.

Pressing his fingers on the blade of the sword and pushing it forward gently, he looked at some rust between his fingers, and he already had an answer.

The old king, who collected the tatters, was very unaccustomed to Jin Feng, a person who took other people's things without saying hello. With a straight face, he was about to speak, but he was grabbed by the old village chief and said a few words in a low voice.

The old king muttered secretly

"Tie a melon batch. Jin Feng pretended not to hear this and said with a smile

"Old man, this sword is an antique. I pay a high price. The old king shouted at Jin Feng

"One thousand, if you want to buy it, you can buy it, if you don't sell it, I'll leave. The old village chief immediately took a sip of the old king's head

"Fake Qin Jian. You are a melon critic when you are a person. ”

"I dare to accept a thousand yuan from others, and I will pay a lot of rice. The old king lost his temper and whispered

"Isn't he rich? ”

"If you are drunk and leprosy, can't you bake him more? At this time, Jin Feng took out a few red banknotes, his face was full of drunkenness, and he looked a little unsteady when he walked.

"Come, give you two thousand. I bought this sword. As he spoke, he threw the money on the ground casually, shouted in his mouth, brandished his bronze sword and kept chopping, and his mouth was very funny.

The old village chief and the old king glanced at each other and scolded together. The old village chief picked up the money and counted a few pieces to the old king, and put the rest in his bag and motioned for the old king's head to leave quickly.

Jin Feng, who had been playing with the sword for a while, fell asleep on the bluestone slab under the old elm tree, and did not wake up until five o'clock in the afternoon.

I felt strange with an extra bronze sword in my hand, and when I asked the old village chief, I realized that I was drunk and spent two thousand yuan to buy this sword.

Immediately, Jin Feng threw the sword aside, and shouted in his mouth

"If you break the sword, you will lose it if you play it. The old village chief hurriedly picked up the sword for Jin Feng and said with a smile

"I've been hungry and persuaded you for a long time, so I told you not to buy it. You just don't listen. ”

"Take it back and go to an expert to see it, maybe it's an antique. Jin Feng picked his head and nodded, slashed the ground several times in front of the old village chief, and said scoldingly

"The bronze sword breaks as soon as it is chopped, it must be fake. The old village chief will send you to forget it. ”

"I've got a lot of this stuff in my house. It's only a few hundred thousand, and even if it's true, it's not uncommon. The old village chief hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand

"The murder weapon, let it be angry at home. Yang Congcong's hammer was just picking up things indiscriminately to hit the Yin soldiers and kill his brother crazy. ”

"If you don't want to throw this thing away. Jin Feng snorted

"If it's an antique, I wouldn't want it. The condition is so bad that I'm embarrassed to put it out. Carrying the bronze sword, Jin Feng returned to school, put the sword in the car, picked up Meglia and went to the old village chief's house to finish eating.

Two of the cadres in the village continued to accompany the guests after they were drunk and sober, and Principal Feng also came over, plus a few old people in their fifties and sixties sat at a large table.

Dry fried beans, stewed three fresh, shredded cabbage, hot and sour cabbage, raw onion mixed with fungus, mixed cucumber with oil and splashed noodles.

Meglia is a foreigner, but she likes these vegetarian dishes very much, and she has eaten a bite of oily noodles at noon, and she is so spicy that she doesn't dare to try it again.

In order to welcome the angels from afar, the old village chief also cooked a rice cooker with rice that was almost past the expiration date.

After a day of playing with the children, Meglia was also a little hungry, and after eating a bowl of rice, she still looked a little full, but she was a little embarrassed to serve the rice again.

A place for Meglia has been arranged. If you come here, you have to live in a cave. There are many caves in the village that are sad, and a few of them are still empty when the famous program team came last time.

As for where Jin Feng lives? It must be a room with Meglia. This money is so hot that the two balls of the dog's day are too good to be lucky.

Japanese mother-in-law. Accompanied Meglia to the cave and checked it, Jin Feng was relieved.

Take Meglia out by yourself, and you will never let her have an accident. The cave is still very clean, the covers are new, the mosquito killers are open, and the gate is solid.

Let Meglia close the door and go to bed early, and return to the wine table to continue drinking badly. At the wine table, after Jin Feng was happy, he listened to the old village chief talk about the difficulties in the village, and without saying a word, he opened his bag and threw out a bunch of money.

"Take it and do something practical for the villagers. Nearly 100,000 oceans of soft girl paper were placed in front of him, which dazzled the old village chief.

And there are hundreds of thousands of cash in Jin Feng's bag, which makes the old village chief even more frightened and excited. Soon, the old village chief and Principal Feng were left on the wine table.

Both of them have the benefits of Jin Feng, and they also have eyes.

"Boss Jin, I heard that you have a lot of antiques. Do you also like to play collectibles?"

"Nonsense. Collects who don't like. Antiques of the golden era in troubled times. The money I spend on antique collections, not to mention too much a year, tens of millions of dollars is not a problem. ”

"Do you know what my foreign aunt does? ”

"I rely on her to get to where I am today. ”

"Money is a number to Lao Tzu. The old village chief and Principal Feng smiled on their faces and flattered their mouths, but they seriously despised Jin Feng in their hearts.

Relying on foreign mother-in-law to make a fortune and repay her mother's cow, two hammers.

"Boss Jin, there are some antiques here, can you accept them?"

"It's all old stuff. Jin Feng squinted his eyes with wine, blushing and sneering

"What antiques can you have in a place where birds don't lay eggs? The old village chief hurriedly said

"There are antiques, there are antiques, they are all still buried in the ground. ”

"If you don't believe me, I'll take you to dig up. Principal Feng was also on the side to help speak

"Good things, it's all bronze. Absolutely good object. Jin Feng waved his hand drunk and hazy

"Take me to dig it yourself? Ah......h

"When I'm stupid. ”

"This trick was ...... twenty years ago Just play the rest. "Laying mines. It is to bury the fake in the ground, and when it is over, the gold owner is fooled to come over, and the gold owner is brought to the scene in the name of discovering the tomb, and he personally digs it out in front of the gold owner, so that the gold owner can confirm that it is an old thing in the soil.

This trick has long been used in the land of Shenzhou. Later, an extended version of the mine was released. The mines on the ground can't bury people, so they go to the water.

It's better to go by sea. Buried mines! Buried mines are generally porcelain. After throwing a large number of high-quality fakes into the sea in advance and soaking them for a few months, the gold owner was invited over.

Take the gold owner to dive down to see the goods, saying that it is the export porcelain of a certain dynasty, which is generally the Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, which is valuable.

The ship sank here, and we found it, and after negotiating a good price with the gold owner, we began to salvage. Cat flutter Chinese