The door was opened by an old woman in a thin sweater, although it was already summer, but the weather was still a little cool, nothing for the young people, but for the older generation, it was not so quick to adapt to the change of weather.

The old grandmother was very kind, and asked with a smile, "It's Xiao Li, right?"

"Yes, Grandma Yang, I am Xiao Li, Li Longhei. Li Longhei smiled and nodded.

Grandma Yang nodded slowly with a smile, stretched out her hand to invite Zhang Jiayong and them to sit inside, and told them that Yang Zhongguo was already waiting for them in the reception room.

When they came to the reception room, Zhang Jiayong and the others were first stunned by the scene in front of them, countless mahogany shelves were placed with all kinds of strange things, including vases, plates, short swords, helmets, and many other things that could not be named.

This should be Yang Zhongguo's studio!

"Old man, Xiao Li, they are here. Grandma Yang said to Yang Zhongguo, who was immersed in researching things.

"Oh, Xiao Li is here, come in. Yang Zhongguo responded kindly, put down the work at hand, and beckoned Zhang Jiayong and them to enter.

"Go ahead. Grandma Yang raised her hand forward, motioned for everyone to go in, and then left softly.

Zhang Jiayong recovered from the environment in the house, and then carefully looked at the old man in front of him, a light gray cardigan over a white long-sleeved shirt, wearing a pair of square gold-wire glasses, inside and out, there was an atmosphere of an old scholar, and it was easy to get close.

After actually walking to Yang Zhongguo's reception room, Zhang Jiayong understood why the old man didn't feel hot when he wore so many clothes, it turned out that the air conditioner was turned on, and the temperature was adjusted to 18 degrees Celsius, maybe it was for the needs of the working environment.

"Grandpa Yang, it's been a long time. Li Longhei took the lead in greeting Yang Zhongguo.

"Hehe, it's been a long time, and when I saw you that time, you were just so little, so big. Grandpa Yang gestured with his hand with emotion, and the height of the hand stayed at the knee.

This made Zhang Jiayong and Zhang Xian a little unbearable, the relationship between Li Longhei and Yang Zhongguo is really "long time no see", according to this height, it is estimated that they met more than ten years ago.

"Uh. Li Longhei scratched his head a little embarrassed, although he knew that Yang Zhongguo didn't really blame himself for not coming to see him for a long time, but he still felt a little embarrassed, because their Li family and the Yang family are actually world friends, it stands to reason that Li Longhei can still be regarded as Yang Zhongguo's godgrandson, and he hasn't visited the old man for more than ten years, which is indeed a little unreasonable.

"Sit down, sit down, I heard that you have a friend who wants to sell an antique, right?" Yang Zhongguo motioned for the three of them to take a seat, there were exactly four chairs there, it seemed that Yang Zhongguo had already prepared it.

Li Longhei nodded, pointed at Zhang Jiayong and said, "Yes, Grandpa Yang, it's my buddy who wants to sell an antique, but he doesn't know the market, and he wants you to give an appraisal first." ”

"Oh?" Yang Zhongguo raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Jiayong in front of him.

"Young people, money is very important, but sometimes you can't make mistakes because of money. Antiques are something that ordinary people don't have. Then Yang Zhongguo said with a questioning face.

"Oh, Grandpa Yang, what do you think, this is someone's heirloom, but because the family has encountered some difficulties, they have to take it out and sell it. As soon as Li Longhei heard it, he knew that Yang Zhongguo might have thought something crooked, and he might think that this antique was obtained by Zhang Jiayong through illegal channels.

Yang Zhongguo nodded, he temporarily believed Li Longhei's statement, he was born as a scholar, and he had the responsibility to teach young people, and it was also his duty to protect cultural relics from being plotted by lawbreakers.

Li Longhei saw that Yang Zhongguo believed his statement, and immediately motioned to Zhang Jiayong to take out his antiques for Yang Zhongguo to see.

Zhang Jiayong nodded, took out the dagger from his arms, and said, "Grandpa Yang, it's this antique, look at it, what price can it be worth?"

Yang Zhongguo received a call from Li Longhei this morning, and heard that he had a friend who wanted to bring antiques to him for appraisal, and he was a little excited in his heart.

But when he saw that the antique Zhang Jiayong took out was a dagger, he was immediately a little disappointed, the dagger is not too valuable for the study of the overall historical value, to be honest, because the dagger does not have great distinctive features that can represent the characteristics of the dynasty.

And the price of antique daggers is not very high, sometimes it is good to be able to sell for tens of thousands, unless it is a dagger of some royal family, which is beautifully made and inlaid with some gemstones.

Yang Zhongguo took the dagger, looked at it carefully, and found that the workmanship was still very shrewd, and there were a lot of agate inlaid on it, and it was estimated that it could be sold for two or three hundred thousand.

"Young man, your dagger should be able to sell for more than 300,000 yuan. Yang Zhongguo shook his head and said.

Zhang Jiayong frowned, he knew that Yang Zhongguo must not have looked carefully, and he had not yet discovered that the handle of the dagger was completely carved from a whole gemstone.

"Grandpa Yang, take a closer look. Zhang Jiayong said.

Yang Zhongguo frowned, but he still patiently studied the dagger upside down, and pulled out the dagger, and found that the entire dagger blade was very well preserved, and he was a little skeptical, is this only a few years old? Why is there no trace of history at all, but experience and intuition tell him that this is an antique.

"Huh?" Just when Yang Zhongguo held the entire handle of the knife with one hand, he finally discovered the strangeness of the handle like Zhang Jiayong.

"Is ......this? Impossible, right?" Yang Zhongguo was a little shocked, and carefully stared at the hilt of the knife to study.

"Xiao Zhang, is this really your family heirloom?" Yang Zhongguo had probably discovered the true value of the dagger, and immediately gasped.

Zhang Jiayong nodded seriously, Zhang Xian is now his brother, isn't it his heirloom? And Zhang Xian is also surnamed Zhang, maybe they were really a family eight hundred years ago!

"The handle of this dagger is actually carved from a single piece of emerald, which is simply too extravagant. Yang Zhongguo said incredulously.

As soon as Yang Zhongguo's words came out, Li Longhei's mouth opened wide in surprise, what is an emerald? It is a kind of the best emerald! How valuable is such a large piece?

"Xiao Zhang, I can't estimate your dagger, because the price of this kind of thing is not fixed, and it depends on how many people are willing to bid for it, but I think that if you really want to sell it, one billion dollars is the foundation. Yang Zhongguo said truthfully.

This time it was Zhang Jiayong's turn to be surprised, although he knew that this dagger must be worth a fortune, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable, a billion dollars! It was enough for him to squander it for several lifetimes! He couldn't help but look at Zhang Xian, feeling that Zhang Xian was his God of Wealth! If it weren't for someone at the scene, he would have wanted to hug Zhang Xian and kiss him!

"Xiao Zhang, how about this, you put the dagger here for me, let me study it for a while, and then I will help you sell it, how about it? and I will give you a million first, so that you can solve the affairs of the family. ”

Yang Zhongguo pondered for a while and said, not that he wanted to deceive Zhang Jiayong so that he could take this dagger for himself, but because he really wanted to study the origin of this dagger, who would be so arrogant and use a whole piece of emerald as the handle of a dagger.

Zhang Jiayong was a little uneasy, after all, this dagger was priceless, what if Yang Zhongguo was interested in seeing the wealth? But if Yang Zhongguo was sincere, then it would be a good way, because Zhang Jiayong really had no sales in this area, so it was better to let Yang Zhongguo help him find a way to sell it.

"Jiayong, don't worry, Grandpa Yang's personality is absolutely upright, I can guarantee you. Li Longhei said, but after finishing speaking, he felt unconfident, this thing is worth at least one billion dollars, how can he guarantee it?

Zhang Jiayong thought about it again and again, and finally made up his mind, nodded at Yang Zhongguo, and said, "Grandpa Yang, I believe in you, then I will trouble you." ”

Yang Zhongguo was immediately happy, don't think crookedly, he was happy because he was able to study this dagger, and he took out a check on the spot and filled in one million to Zhang Jiayong.

Zhang Jiayong was a little excited to take the one million check, this was the first time he had so much money in his hand, and when he thought that there would be at least one billion dollars in the future, the corners of his mouth grinned to the root of his ears, and he probably woke up laughing from a dream.

"This is Concubine Wen's stroke!" Suddenly, Zhang Xian's exclamation sounded, and at some point, Zhang Xian stood beside a mahogany shelf, pointing to a small scroll unfolding on it and shouted.

Zhang Jiayong and Li Longhei got up and walked over, they didn't understand why Zhang Xian was so excited. At the same time, they didn't notice that Yang Zhongguo showed a look of consternation.

"Young man, how do you know that this is the drawing of Concubine Wen of the Southern Song Dynasty?" Yang Zhongguo walked to the three of them with a puzzled look and looked at the scroll together.

Zhang Jiayong secretly said that it was not good, Zhang Xian was a person who crossed over from the Southern Song Dynasty, of course it is possible to know this picture scroll, but in Yang Zhongguo's opinion, it seems that no one should be able to recognize this picture scroll.

"This scroll is indeed a drawing of Concubine Wen of the Southern Song Dynasty, and it has only been studied by a few of our scholars recently, and no news has been released to the public, can you tell me how you know?" Yang Zhongguo stared at Zhang Xian and asked.

"Can I not know? When Concubine Wen raised the pen, it was when the emperor held a celebration banquet, and the poems on it still praised my Yue's army for their courage and good fighting. Zhang Xian said as a matter of course.

But Zhang Jiayong's forehead was already sweating, and my mother-in-law told Zhang Xian to keep his identity secret, but this guy didn't even say anything wary, what should I do now!