The next morning, Fang Yong rented a safe in the bank to store the collected items and jadeite rough he bought.

As soon as he finished handling business at the bank, He Dakai's phone called.

"Xiao Yong, where are you?" Fang Yong picked up the phone, and He Dakai asked on the other end of the phone.

"Brother He, I'm getting ready to go to the convention and exhibition center!" Fang Yong replied.

"Xiao Yong, if you don't have anything urgent, come with me to Xicheng to see something. It was a client who asked our auction house to auction his collection, and Lao Tan happened to be on a business trip, so let's take a look first. He Dakai explained.

"Okay! Where do we meet? ”

"Go to your hotel! I'll pick you up! ”

Fang Yong and He Dakai agreed on a time and place, and when Fang Yong returned to the hotel, He Dakai's car just stopped.

Fang Yong got into He Dakai's car and followed He Dakai to the west city of Spring City.

Walking into a community, according to the address provided by the other party, Fang Yong and He Dakai came to Building 3 of the community.

The two went up to the fourth floor and walked to the door of the 401 household, and He Dakai knocked on the door gently. After a while, the door of the room was opened, and it was opened by an old man, about fifty or sixty years old, who was already slightly bald.

He Dakai first introduced himself, and when he heard He Dakai say that he was the owner of Hanhai Art Auction House, the old man opened the door for Fang Yong and the others.

The old man's name was Zhou Yuanchao, and after enthusiastically letting He Dakai and Fang Yong into the living room, he talked about auctioning off his collection.

After the old man's narration, it turned out that the old man's children wanted to buy a house in Tianjin City, and they were still short of a sum of money. The old man wanted to auction off a piece of his collection that he had collected for many years, so as to exchange some money to support his children to buy a house.

After a conversation with each other, the old man got up and walked to the back room, taking out the collection he was about to auction.

Soon, Zhou Yuanchao brought a box more than one meter long, and looking at the long box, Fang Yong guessed that it might be a device such as a sword.

Sure enough, when Zhou Yuanchao opened the box, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a bronze sword.

There are also a variety of bronze swords for sale in antique markets all over the country, with prices of hundreds, thousands, and even tens of thousands, and all kinds of bronze swords at different prices are also uneven.

At first glance, He Dakai thought it was an imitation of this well-preserved sword, and there was still a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, most of the more ancient imitations were imitated before the Republic of China, but there are also modern new imitations. If you occasionally sell a genuine product, it can be said that it is rare, and you can make a lot of money by buying it.

Fang Yong probed it with his consciousness, it was really a good sword. The red mist on it is filled, and the aura inside is surrounded and flowing, dotted with stars, very beautiful.

Immediately, Fang Yong used his mind magic to absorb the aura inside.

Swords with heroes, men, who doesn't want to have a good sword. Seeing such a well-preserved bronze sword, Fang Yong suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement and excitement.

Although Fang Yong had seen the genuine bronze sword in the Palace Museum, he had never touched or played with it with his own hands.

In front of him was a real bronze sword, and thinking that he would have the opportunity to play with it later, Fang Yong's heartbeat continued to accelerate.

"Mr. He, take a look, how do you feel about this bronze sword of the Qin Dynasty?" Zhou Yuanchao put the sword on the coffee table in the living room, and then said to He Dakai.

"Choke!" He Dakai picked up the sword and pulled out the sword body slightly, and the sound of the sword rubbing against the scabbard immediately remembered.

He Dakai carefully observed this sword at this time, this sword was identified by He Dakai, and it turned out that this well-preserved sword was not an imitation, it should belong to the Qin Dynasty.

The length of the sword is about eighty or ninety centimeters, the blade is thin and narrow, it looks like the shape of a willow leaf, and the blade is not completely straight, and there is a "girdle" at a distance of six centimeters from the head of the sword, that is, it is an arc adduction, which increases the speed and power of the piercing.

The sword body is completely cast, and the polishing process is used to polish the sword body to be bright and smooth. It's amazing how much processing technology has been raised to such a level more than 2,000 years ago.

After He Dakai saw it, he put the sword on the coffee table and motioned for Fang Yong to take another look.

The moment Fang Yong held the sword in his hand, he was very excited in his heart, and sighed secretly. Gently stroking the scabbard with his hand, pulling out the sword, he immediately felt a murderous aura, it seems that this baby has been on the battlefield more than 2,000 years ago!

At this time, He Dakai said to Zhou Yuanchao: "Mr. Zhou, if your sword is auctioned, it will take about a month, and the estimated transaction price is between 180,000 and 250,000. If you have a special interest in this type of collectible, the price may be higher. The auction fee is 5% of the sold price. ”

Hearing He Dakai say this, Zhou Yuanchao's brows tightened a little, and he looked worried. said: "Mr. He, the price you said is appropriate, but can you hurry up, the child is waiting for the money now?" ”

At this time, He Dakai smiled and said: "Mr. Zhou, I think you should not be in a hurry first, this matter cannot be done in a hurry." The company will also have to carry out some preliminary publicity about your collection and inform some of our specific customers about the company, which will take some time. ”

Although Fang Yong was interested in this sword, if he was asked to pay more than 200,000 yuan to buy this sword, he would always feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, which might have something to do with his constant leakage.

In the end, He Dakai and Zhou Yuanchao negotiated, and He Dakai invested 200,000 yuan to buy the sword to solve Mr. Zhou's urgent need.

On the way back, Fang Yong asked He Dakai, "Brother He, how do you feel about this bronze sword of the Qin Dynasty?" ”

He Dakai said: "Very good, the bronze swords of the Qin Dynasty are often significantly longer and more atmospheric than similar bronze weapons of the previous Warring States Period. From the terracotta warriors and horses of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, we can see that the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty are all tigers and bears, and their thick arms make them very handy in using such bronze swords. This sword must have been through a lot of battles. ”

Fang Yong said: "Yes, when I pulled out the sword just now, I already faintly felt that the murderous aura brought by that edge was condensed on the battlefield!" ”

"Xiao Yong, you are too godly, why didn't I feel it?" He Dakai said with a smile.

Fang Yong said seriously: "Brother He, look at the charm on this sword, you can feel it with your heart, it's really a good sword!" ”