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Early in the morning, I went to work and walked out of the courtyard, and came to the small shop at the mouth of the alley to buy breakfast.

It's a pity that there is no smoke behind the bicycle, and it is more leisurely than those who crowd the car. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info through the streets and alleys of Beijing is changing every day,

What remains unchanged is the habit, living in a new house to talk about old things, and listening to old dramas.

Donglaishun's shabu mutton is greedy when I think about it, the temple fair is not as good as the factory now, and there seem to be more people in Dashilar than things.

If you come to Beijing, you will immediately feel nostalgic in your heart.

Walking in the lively market of Panjiayuan, listening to the songs of old Beijing, Zhuang Rui's heart is very satisfied, isn't life just to live, his own small life, can be regarded as having a good time.

The old city of Beijing is the political and cultural center of the country, and the strong cultural atmosphere is incomparable to many cities.

Zhuang Rui is going to get the seal from the old man today, but the time he made an appointment with the old man is in the afternoon, which is nothing, so he simply comes to Panjiayuan in the morning, although there are not many real things, but maybe you can meet them.

Qin Xuanbing has also been busy these days, she has used a wing room in the backyard as her studio, and is now preparing to design some jewelry styles according to a few pieces of jade provided by Zhuang Rui, of course, he just doesn't use the paper, after drawing the pattern, he has to hand it over to Luo Jiang in Pengcheng to carve.

If it weren't for the fact that Luo Jiang was from Pengcheng and didn't want to leave there, Zhuang Rui would have wanted to find another place to settle him in Beijing, because he had to send a batch of finished jade jewelry from Pengcheng every month, which was a bit troublesome.

Of course, Zhuang Rui didn't care about these things, Zhao Guodong asked Zhou Rui to send them to Tai Ruilin, and Manager Wu handled them, the trouble Zhuang Rui was referring to was afraid that something would go wrong on the road, and every time the jade sent over was worth millions of dollars, if it wasn't for Zhou Rui's delivery every time, Zhuang Rui was really not at ease.

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In the past few days, Pan Jiayuan seems to be engaged in activities, everyone is dressed very strangely, even those small stall pigs who set up scattered stalls are all dressed in uniform clothes, some wear Tang costumes and some wear robes, anyway, none of them are dressed normally.

went to "Xuanrui Zhai" and was an idler, Zhuang Rui simply wandered around the stalls, and walked to a stall selling swords, Zhuang Rui stood still.

"Hey, boss, you're here, come and see, I have everything from the Tang Dynasty's Mo knife, ritual knife, outline knife, horizontal knife, to Emperor Qianlong's Dayue saber, it's everything......"

The stall's business doesn't seem to be very good, and the location is also in the corner, and few people stop, as soon as the stall owner sees Zhuang Rui, the intimacy makes Zhuang Rui very unbearable.

"Tang Dynasty, obedient, and Qianlong's? buddy, don't tease me, you have that thing early, and you still use it to set up a stall here?"

Zhuang Rui was also idle, squatting down and teasing the stall owner, but his eyes were looking at his stall, to be honest, there are really not many stalls selling swords and antiques in Panjiayuan, Zhuang Rui has been here many times, and this is the first time I have seen it.

The sword collection has been hot in recent years, but because most of the unearthed swords are made of copper and iron, they are easily corroded in the soil, and there are not many good ones.

"Hehe, there are antique swords too, but I'm afraid you won't look down on ......"

The stall owner smiled wryly and pointed to the stall.

"Oh?"

Zhuang Rui followed the man's fingers and looked, but there were six or seven broken copper and rotten irons in his eyes, and there were still rusts on them, and he couldn't tell that it was a sword Moyang at all, but it was a bit like a burning stick on a rural stove.

"This ...... You dare to sell this thing?"

Zhuang Rui was dumbfounded, this can't be said to be good or bad, it's just no quality, but Zhuang Rui knows that these may really be antique swords, but the difference in quality is like this, and it basically doesn't have much value.

"This big brother, look at your words, you are also an expert, these things are unearthed things, buried under the ground for a long time, they are like this, otherwise they would have been taken away by someone a long time ago, you see, if you like it, I will give you a cheaper ......"

After the stall owner heard Zhuang Rui's words, until the other party was also a player, these words were very true.

"Hehe, I'll just take a look, I really don't have any research on antiques like swords......"

Anyway, he was in a panic, although he didn't have a good appearance, but it was indeed an old object, Zhuang Rui calmed down and looked at these seven or eight pieces of broken copper and iron.

In recent years, in the international antique auction market, the price of antique swords has risen very rapidly, and the Qing Dynasty swords, which were originally only worth a few hundred yuan, were auctioned at a recent auction in the United Kingdom at a price of more than 10,000 US dollars, which made the domestic sword collection become hot all of a sudden.

"Huh? Kind of interesting...... I just swept the "swords" with my eyes, but now they all have aura, but the aura is weak, and a few of them can't be seen if they don't sense it carefully. Zhuang Rui estimated that it was only caused by the destruction of the antique and the overflow of aura.

However, there is a broken stick about two feet long and covered with patina, but it contains abundant purple gold aura, and it is very thick, and there is no phenomenon of the aura of several other swords overflowing.

Zhuang Rui paid all his attention to this object that should be a "sword", and the aura instantly seeped into it, but it was layer by layer, starting from the patina, and seeping into it little by little.

"Good stuff, really good stuff......"

When Zhuang Rui's eyes passed through the patina, the body of the sword was covered with exquisite and fine lines, like spider webs, as if clouds and mist were entangled, and he thought that it was a mountain and flowing water. Straight to the tip of the sword, there is still a faint cold light at the edge of the wind, which shows that in the past, it must have been a sharp weapon to kill.

"Boss, how do you sell this iron bar?"

Zhuang Rui is also a frequent visitor to the antique market, for the doorway here, it is too clear, but if you want to buy something, then you must not pick it up directly and ask, otherwise the other party will definitely give you a sky-high price.

"Hey, this boss, if you don't buy it, forget it, this is an antique sword I received from Hebei, it's not an iron bar......"

After the stall owner heard Zhuang Rui's words, his face was ugly as if he had died of a relative. But his eyes didn't mean to be angry, and when he saw Zhuang Rui standing up, he hurriedly said: "Look boss, you are an expert, I don't want much, the 2ooo yuan in your hand, if you fall in love, take ......"

"2ooo yuan is not much, buddy, come on something, if I go to dig the old house by myself, I will definitely not spend 5o yuan a handful." If you sincerely want to sell, give a real price, and I'll buy a few more......"

Zhuang Rui quietly put down the object that was supposed to be a knife. Although the wooden handle at the handle has long since decayed, there is a hole in the back of the blade. Of course, the holes had long been blocked by rust.

However, Zhuang Rui could see that it should be a hole in the iron ring. And this knife Zhuang Rui, if you are not mistaken, should be an iron ring knife in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

This thing is a good object, but the quality is too poor, and although the aura contained in it is slightly more than the others, it has almost dissipated. Zhuang Rui wanted to buy it back together and take care of it, and do a small experiment to see if the aura would increase after maintenance.

"This boss, 5o yuan was the market a few years ago, and now there is no 5oo yuan, others ignore you, and they are buried at home as a baby......"

When the stall owner spoke, he looked at Zhuang Rui's face, saw that he had no expression, and knew that he had really met someone in the industry, and it was useless to cheat him, and finally said simply: "6oo yuan a handful, I earn 1oo yuan of hard work, this is the reserve price......"

"6oo, okay, I want two, wrap this one for me too......"

Zhuang Rui Zhuang Rui pretended to be silent for a while, and finally nodded in the expectant gaze of the stall owner. I counted out 12oo dollars from my bag and handed it over.

"Brother Zhuang, how did you buy things here?"

As soon as Zhuang Rui turned out the two swords wrapped in newspaper by the stall owner, the voice of a monkey sounded in his ears, and he didn't know where this kid came from.

"Hey, monkey, leave me alone, which one are you singing?"

When Zhuang Rui saw the monkey like this, he couldn't help but think of the first time the two met, but the material of this dress was much stronger than the yellow coat at the beginning.

"Brother Zhuang, Panjiayuan is engaged in a cultural month, and we must carry forward the traditional culture of our country. All stores are required to wear this kind of clothes, don't you say, just this torn clothes, and one person charged 2oo yuan......"

The monkey didn't want to wear it like this, because as soon as he came out, he designated some foreign friends to pull him to take pictures, and Nobita just joked that putting up a sign behind the monkey and writing the words "take a picture of fifty" would be a good business.

There is a saying that wearing a dragon robe is not like a prince, and a monkey wearing this dress is not at all like a guy in ancient times, but it has a very dramatic effect. Just as Zhuang Rui was talking to him, many tourists were pointing.

"Hehe, you dare to run around wearing this, be careful that the chengguan catches you. Just bought something, let's go, go back to the store......"

Zhuang Ruile joked with the monkey. Of the two objects in his hand, one of them is a baby, and he picked up a leak early in the morning, Zhuang Rui will be in a good mood.

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