Chapter 982: Pure Jun Divine Sword (I) (2)

"This sword cuts the butt and doesn't bleed, if it costs me 100,000 yuan, it's too much, you kid don't play sloppy with your brother, hurry up and tell how much this object costed!" Tang Dashao pursed his lips, and put the ancient sword in his hand into the sheath with great interest.

Xu Qing shook his head unhurriedly and said, "I spent two million and eight hundred thousand yuan on this sword, and it was originally a friend who bought it, and I bought it with a pleasing look." ”

"Two and eight million?" Tang Dashao frowned, and his eyes suddenly flashed two points of light: "Tell me, you kid, what is the magic of this sword?" ”

Xu Qingshen smiled and said: "It's magical, it's true to look at it, anyway, it's painful to be idle today, or I'll go with you to participate in some antique sword appreciation meeting, maybe there are experts who can identify this treasure." ”

Tang Dashao smiled: "Brother, if my brother didn't know that you would have called you to join in the fun when you went to school, as long as the Longyuan Sword came out, those ancient swords would have become broken copper and iron, but forget about this treasure, the connoisseurs might still think it was something that stabbed the stove, or I would drive you back to get the Longyuan Sword?" ”

Xu Qing shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Pull it down, I'll use this baby to make a scene, maybe I can earn a golden shark skin sheath or something." ”

Tang Dashao only thought that this kid was joking, stepped forward and put his shoulder on the shoulder and said: "Okay, if my brother earns a golden shark skin scabbard and gives it to you, there is no problem with the village knife in the top three, I heard that there will be a little devil collector today, what kind of gimmick to meet friends with a knife, and let him see what a real treasure knife is." ”

"Friends with a knife?" Xu Qing had a bad feeling when he heard this word, if it was an exchange between Chinese Tibetan friends, it would be fine, and it would always feel a little mixed with conspiracy when it came to a little devil collector.

Tang Dashao nodded and said: "Whatever, anyway, I'm not afraid of someone playing yin on my brother's territory, let's go, let's take a good position first." After speaking, he stretched out his arm and grabbed Xu Qing's neck and walked directly to the elevator.

The two brothers hooked their shoulders and carried them into the elevator, Tang Dashao stretched out his hand and pressed a number, and the elevator began to go up, Xu Qing understood now, and dared to love that this antique sword appreciation meeting was the same as the previous private auctions, which was held in the conference hall on the top floor, no wonder Tang Dashao said what he was on his own turf just now.

Antique swords originally had the meaning of a bit of contraband, including many bronze objects, this kind of appreciation will be mostly private in nature, only held in a specific circle, choose a hotel with a high security factor is the most appropriate, the circle of people know it well.

When you get out of the elevator door, you can see several tall security guards in charge of security standing in the corridor on the top floor, just like the scene of holding private auctions in the past, and there is a bearded man who is Qiu Huzi, the captain of the security team in heaven and earth, who immediately greeted the brothers with a smile when they saw their arrival.

Tang Dashao waved his hand and said: "Take us in and sit, and by the way, inform the manager of the catering department to ask someone to make a pot of Longjing before Ming, and say that I want it." ”

Qiu Huzi smiled in response, and led the two young men to the easternmost hall of the corridor, where Xu Qing is no stranger, and still remembers that the second pot of gold in his life was earned when he participated in a private auction here, the first pot of gold is the big dragon stamp with an elephant for ten thousand years, and he came here again today with a little joy of revisiting the old place, but now he is no longer the hairy boy of the year.