In the end, Zhang Jiayong picked out a pair of off-white cropped pants and a white T-shirt, but a black lotus flower was printed on the chest of the clothes, Zhang Jiayong himself couldn't understand why he fell in love with such a dress in the first place, it was too stupid.

Zhang Xian also put on Zhang Jiayong's clothes, and then Zhang Jiayong was ready to put away Zhang Xian's clothes and hide them, after all, this is also an antique, the ancient general's battle suit, hehe.

Zhang Jiayong suddenly thought of something, immediately looked at Zhang Xian with a smile, and asked, "Brother Zhang Xian, do you have any antiques?"

"I'm an incorruptible soldier, I never play with antiques, they make people lose their minds. Zhang Xian said with a righteous face.

"Eh, did you misunderstand, did you have anything else on you besides this suit?" asked Zhang Jiayong.

You know, Zhang Xian is from the Southern Song Dynasty, so whatever he has on him can be regarded as an antique, right? Even Zhang Xian himself, loosely speaking, is also an antique.

"There is a generation of silver, and a jade pendant, the jade pendant was given to me by Marshal Yue, if you don't say it, I almost forgot it, give me the jade pendant." Zhang Xian said.

Zhang Jiayong took out a jade pendant from his clothes, it was really a good jade, but this was given to Zhang Xian by Yue Fei, which was the only thing he was close to in this era, and Zhang Jiayong was embarrassed to let him contribute the jade pendant.

As for the silver, it seems that it can't be sold for a few dollars, at most it can be exchanged for ten thousand pieces.

However, just when Zhang Jiayong was depressed, he suddenly found that there was a small dagger with a beautiful shell in the black boots.

"Brother Zhang Xian, what is this?" asked Zhang Jiayong holding up a small dagger, which was only the length of his two palms.

"Oh, you say this, I took it from a golden general, and that general seems to be a prince's son, if you like it, I'll give it to you. Zhang Xian said very casually, he was studying the clothes on his body at the moment, and felt that it was very simple to wear, roll it up, drill his head in, and then just set it, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Jiayong looked delighted, this thing, to say the least, can it be worth hundreds of thousands, right? And look at the jade inlaid on the shell, they are all very exquisite, they must be genuine, and they can increase the price by hundreds of thousands. This dagger, a million, that's not to mention!

Suddenly, Zhang Jiayong was shocked to find that the entire handle of this dagger was not forged from bronze or other metal at all, but was actually a blue-green gem!

A piece of blue-green rare gem the size of half a palm, how much is this worth? Zhang Jiayong's eyes are straight, there are hundreds of millions of people willing to buy this thing, right?

Later, Zhang Jiayong learned that this was an emerald!

However, Zhang Jiayong became a little depressed, he didn't seem to know anyone who bought antiques, how should he sell them? Sell them to the state? This idea was quickly vetoed by him, so who can he sell them to? He doesn't know any celebrities.

After thinking about it and hesitating for a long time, he took out his mobile phone and called his friend Li Longhei, Li Longhei's family background is still a little bit, maybe he can know someone who buys antiques.

"Hey, who's it?" Li Longhei was sleeping soundly, when he heard the phone ringing, he thought that he had overslept and his parents were calling downstairs to urge him to get up, but when he looked at the time, it was only one o'clock in the morning, and he suddenly got up.

Zhang Jiayong also heard Li Longhei's resentment, so he said: "It's me, Jiayong, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late." ”

"Oh, it's you, it's not in the way, what's wrong?" When Li Longhei heard it, it turned out to be Zhang Jiayong, and he was immediately not so angry, after all, they were good brothers.

"That's right, I want to ask you if you know anyone who buys antiques, I have something to sell. Zhang Jiayong said that he did not hide that he owned antiques, because he had absolute trust in Li Longhei and believed that he would not have any bad thoughts.

"Buying antiques? It seems to be, but I have to ask you tomorrow, it's past one o'clock in the morning, and most people are sleeping, what about you kid being a thief?

"Robbing the tomb of a ghost, it's my family's ancestral treasure, thank you, go to sleep." After Zhang Jiayong finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then he could only wait for Li Longhei's reply tomorrow.

After tossing for so long, Zhang Jiayong actually found that he was not sleepy at all, it was more than one o'clock in the morning, and after asking Zhang Xian, he found out that after they became martial artists, in fact, even if they didn't rest, they would be fine, and they could recover their spirits through a short period of cultivation.

Zhang Jiayong was a little pleased, this is a good thing, doesn't he have more time to use than ordinary people?

However, Zhang Xian quickly poured a basin of cold water on him and warned him that it was best to sleep and rest every day, because he had been recovering his spirit through cultivation, and there would be some side effects, and his spirit would recover, but the potential fatigue of his body could not be recovered, and he would slowly accumulate into illness.

Zhang Jiayong nodded helplessly, indicating that he knew, and at the same time asked Zhang Xian if he wanted to go to school, because Zhang Xian's age was actually very young, at most fifteen years old, but for the ancients, fifteen years old was already an adult.

And because Zhang Xian is a martial artist and a general, he looks more mature, like a young man in his twenties.

Zhang Xian shook his head, saying that he didn't need to learn those, he was already familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, he hoped to study more art of war, and he hoped to return to the battlefield.

Zhang Jiayong gave him a big look, where to go to return to the battlefield? Now is not a war era, now is a peaceful era!

However, Zhang Jiayong felt that he couldn't let Zhang Xian stay at home all the time, first, Zhang Xian himself would definitely not be able to hold back and feel bored, and second, if such a good resource was not used well, wouldn't it be too wasteful? Zhang Xian said that he was a general-level existence, and his strength must be very strong if he had a force index of more than 1,000.

Zhang Jiayong has begun to plan secretly, since he has the strength, he should also do a career, and Zhang Xian is definitely a big help, of course, he doesn't want to use Zhang Xian, after all, Zhang Xian is also kind to him, bring him on the path of cultivation, he will find a suitable route for Zhang Xian to survive.

Sleeping suitably, Zhang Jiayong made a bunk and gave the bed to Zhang Xian, but Zhang Xian refused to sleep in the bed, saying that he should not occupy the bed in the master's house, which was rude.

In desperation, Zhang Jiayong simply took off the bed cover, and the two of them made a bunk together, which made Zhang Xian's heart moved, thinking that Zhang Jiayong was a very affectionate person.

Early the next morning, Li Longhei's phone called, because it happened to be a weekend, so he didn't have to go to class, but when Zhang Jiayong answered the phone, he looked at the time and found that it was only half past six in the morning.

"Jiayong, I have already helped you get in touch, it is an old professor, you can rest assured of your character, there is absolutely no problem, you can trust, the old professor has been doing research in the Academy of Sciences, and today I just went home to deal with some things, is it empty at one o'clock in the afternoon? I will take you directly to the old professor's house." Li Longhei said.

"Empty, free, let's meet at the school gate at twelve o'clock at noon. Zhang Jiayong hurriedly said, a little overjoyed, he didn't expect Li Longhei's work efficiency to be so high, and he really found it.

At noon, Zhang Jiayong and Zhang Xian cooked some noodles to eat together, hurriedly dealt with a bite, and then went straight to the gate of Wuzhen No. 2 Middle School, when they arrived, Li Longhei was already there.

Li Longhei looked at Zhang Xian beside Zhang Jiayong, couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and threw Zhang Jiayong an inquiring look.

"This is a friend of mine, named Zhang Xian, who, like you, is my iron buddy. Zhang Jiayong introduced.

Li Longhei heard that he was Zhang Jiayong's iron buddy, so wasn't it his iron buddy, so he said hello to Zhang Xian very familiarly, and asked very eagerly, Zhang Xian couldn't cope with it, after all, he was a person who crossed over from the Southern Song Dynasty, and he didn't know how to answer some questions.

"Let's go find the old professor. Zhang Jiayong came out to the rescue in a timely manner, and if he continued to ask like this, it was estimated that Zhang Xian would not be able to hold on.

Li Longhei looked at his watch and found that it was half past twelve, so he took a taxi and took Zhang Jiayong and Zhang Xian straight to the old professor's house.

The old professor's surname is Yang, his name is Yang Zhongguo, he is a very loyal and patriotic professor, who has devoted his life to the study of history and humanities, and also has a great prestige in China, and enjoys a good reputation in the archaeological community.

Soon the taxi drove into a special area, which Zhang Jiayong knew was built at the expense of the state, for some scholars and dignitaries in the country, and was guarded by the army.

What is most important in the 22 nd century? Undoubtedly, knowledge and science and technology! Who can create knowledge and science and technology? Undoubtedly, it is talent! Therefore, the state must properly protect talent.

When they arrived at the main gate of the community, Zhang Jiayong and their taxi were stopped without accident, Li Longhei quickly called Yang Zhongguo, and handed the phone to the guard, who let them go.

Yang Zhongguo's home was still a little far from the gate, and the taxi drove for five or six minutes to reach the destination, and the group paid the fare and got off.

After Zhang Jiayong got out of the car, he was a little apprehensive in his heart, after all, the things he was carrying in his arms now were antiques, and they were priceless.

Although Li Longhei has emphasized many times that Yang Zhongguo is trustworthy, but Yang Zhongguo is a person of the country, Zhang Jiayong is really afraid that Yang Zhongguo will let him contribute antiques to the country for research for free for some reasons, then it will be fucked.