Chapter Seventy-Two: To?
Liu Sheng said that it was preparation, in fact, there was nothing to prepare at all, how to arrange the manpower was a matter for Ouyang Bing and Nan Li, if it was to prepare, Liu Sheng thought that he lacked a Tang knife, because the kung fu in General Pei's hands was all on a Tang knife, even the sword could only take a back seat, of course, the fist and foot kung fu was not impossible, and the kung fu of the Tang Dynasty martial arts could not be worse.
Today's Tang knife has long been a treasure of the country, if Liu Sheng really has to take a Tang knife out to swagger through the market, those old experts are not allowed to drown him with spittle stars, not to mention that it is a controlled device, Liu Sheng had no choice but to go to Chaotian Palace to buy a Taiji sword, although the lethality is a little low, but it is not a weapon.
Liu Sheng walked gloomily in the antique city of Chaotian Palace, which used to be as famous as the glaze factory in the capital, and now it has been thrown off more than eight streets, but it is still a giant in the Yangtze River Delta region, Liu Sheng found a sports equipment store in a corner on the first floor.
"Boss, how did you sell this Taiji Sword?" Liu Sheng entered the store and saw that the boss on the counter was dozing off and asked in a loud voice.
"Well, you said Tai Chi Sword, it's all 200." The shopkeeper said impatiently.
"Then I'll pick." When Liu Sheng heard this, he began to pick and choose.
Usually, when he buys things, Liu Sheng doesn't know what to bargain for, and he has completely lost his shrewdness in the antique market, and besides, one or two hundred yuan makes no difference in his eyes, what he cares about is the quality of things.
"It's all the same."
The shopkeeper looked at Liu Sheng with contempt, the Tai Chi sword is all over the street, it is not a magic weapon at all, and it is produced on an assembly line in one place, what is the difference, a Tai Chi sword is just a big deal.
"Okay, I'm going to ask for this." Liu Sheng took one out of the Tai Chi sword pile seemingly casually.
Liu Sheng fully accepted his martial arts from General Pei, and at the same time inherited one of his extraordinary skills, which was Xiangjian. In ancient times, there was a profession called Xiang Jianshi, which could distinguish the quality and character of a sword, such as Xue Zhu gave Yue Wang Gou Jian Xiang Chunjun, Zhan Lu, Hao Cao, and Juque four peerless famous swords, but unfortunately since the Song Dynasty, the profession of Xiang Sword Master has gradually declined, and even lost. In addition to being the first swordsman in the Tang Dynasty, General Pei is also the first swordsman, and his sword skills are incomparable, almost comparable to Xue Candle.
"200 pieces." The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said impatiently.
Liu Sheng smiled, didn't say anything, paid, walked out of the store, Yan Que An knew the ambition of the bird, how could an ordinary shop owner know the existence of the Xiang Sword Master, the means of the Xiang Sword Master, and the argument was undoubtedly against the cow.
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Liu Sheng always likes to take a turn when he comes to the antique market, whether he can find a treasure or not, he always has a sense of satisfaction in his heart, just like a woman rarely buys clothes when she goes shopping.
The first floor of Chaotian Palace Antique City is basically set up with stalls, rows of stalls are orderly, not as messy as the open-air market on the side of Panjiayuan, the spacious hall on the first floor can accommodate more than a dozen rows of stalls, the bustling crowd seems to be lively, and the dialects of Tiannan and Haibei come and go one after another, so that Liu Sheng is somewhat familiar with the taste.
"Third child, you're not authentic, do you just fool me with these?" There was an angry quarrel in Liu Sheng's ears.
"Lie to you, where does this start?" A voice of grievance immediately remembered.
Hearing this, Liu Sheng couldn't help but have an idea, following the prestige, it turned out that the voice came from an antique shop called Zhong Dingzhai, Liu Sheng didn't expect that he actually walked to the second floor of Chaotian Palace Antique City, Chaotian Palace started from the second floor, and the antique business was basically some large and small antique shops.
It's no wonder that Liu Sheng is not interested in the things on the first floor, as the antique art market continues to heat up, the phenomenon of mixed antique market is becoming more and more serious, fakes have long become the mainstream of the market, even large auction companies have also flowed out of fakes, not to mention these stalls, more than ninety percent are fake, making it difficult for real connoisseurs to mobilize their appetites.
Liu Sheng walked into this antique shop with curiosity, and sure enough, the store is as its name suggests, the small shop is not large, only fifty square meters, the shelves are almost all bronze, rusty looks ancient, and of course there are a small number of porcelain, jade, this is a more popular category.
One of the two people who quarreled was dark and thin, with a face full of wind and dust, and the other was dignified, with a Chinese face, a gray cloth robe, and a shrewdness in his small eyes, which made Liu Sheng feel a little like he had traveled to the Republic of China, and when the two saw someone coming in, they immediately stopped arguing.
"Sir, what do you want, we have bronze mirrors, weapons, coins, and ritual utensils from all eras here." Seeing Liu Sheng's appearance, Guozi immediately greeted him with a smile.
In the eyes of these shop owners, in addition to foreigners and wealthy nouveau riche, the most popular are those young people, who enter the industry late, have less than half a bottle, like to pretend to be experts, and are easy to be impulsive once fooled. He immediately classified Liu Sheng as this type of person, how could there be a reason not to slaughter the fat sheep, and decisively disputed with the black and thin man, and greeted Liu Sheng warmly.
"Oh, I'll take a look, by the way, boss, what are you arguing about?" Looking at the two of them, Liu Sheng couldn't help but show a little curiosity, stopped looking at the objects, and began to talk to the boss.
"Hmph, I have everything from any dynasty here, you can take a look at it." The boss's face immediately became gloomy, and the enthusiasm just now disappeared without a trace, and he responded coldly.
"Why is the boss angry, I'm just asking casually, I'm also attracted by your quarrel." Liu Sheng said with a smile.
Liu Sheng knows that there are some things in the antique shop that are listed as taboo and cannot be inquired about casually, for example, now that the two of them are talking about business, Liu Sheng came over and inserted a bar, obviously breaking the rules, no wonder the boss is unwilling.
"It's Lao Zhang, the little brother is right, what are you doing with a dead face, no wonder you have no one here, even someone is scared away by you, come and see my thing, little brother, you just need to let my brother earn a little bit of money, it is definitely much cheaper than in their antique shop." The black and thin man, who was called the third by the shopkeeper, saw that Liu Sheng was a little moved by what he brought, and immediately took care of it.
The third child is actually a shovel of land, all day long in the wind and rain all over the country to search for old objects, and then sell to the owners of these antique shops, the picture is to quickly return the funds, and then continue to buy, you let him open a store, one is no funds, the other is no supply, you can't let him collect a batch, buy a batch, as for the burden of Zhai, that is the most cowardly choice, they are who buys and sells to whom, some of the rules in the antique shop, for them is not very binding.
"Third child, this is my shop, if you want to do business, it's better to go elsewhere." The shopkeeper looked at the third child with a gloomy face and said as if threatening.
"Hehe, Lao Zhang, don't be like this, can't we buy and sell benevolence, you don't like my things, this little brother is interested, of course I want to communicate with the little brother." We've had a relationship for so many years, but borrow your place, don't be so stingy. The third child smiled and said a little wryly.
"Hmph." Lao Zhang snorted coldly, turned around and took a feather duster to sweep around the non-existent dust.
This Lao Zhang actually used to shovel the land, but by chance he gained a firm foothold in the Chaotian Palace in Nan Liao and opened this small shop, but during this period of time, the economy was a little sluggish, the backlog of goods was serious, and it was simply unrealistic to purchase goods in a short period of time.
"Little brother, what do you like, even if it squeaks, let some people who can't see the treasure see it, brother, my baby." Unexpectedly, Lao Zhang gave in, but the third child still refused to give up, and began to provoke him again.
"Then brother, you're welcome." Liu Sheng also squatted in front of a large canvas bag next to the third child, and began to carefully pick it up.
"That's okay, little brother, you pick slowly, my brother will definitely give you a preferential price." The third child stood aside with a smile, looked at Liu Sheng with a smile, and didn't step forward to check.
"Yo, the third elder is capable, and he actually began to hire a support, it seems that you are also keeping pace with the times." Lao Zhang looked at Liu Sheng and the third child, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but sneer.
"Tuo, what Tuo, Lao Zhang, don't you know about me, is my third child that kind of person?" As soon as the third child heard it, he knew that Lao Zhang had misunderstood, and immediately retorted.
"Isn't it, you know it in your own heart." Lao Zhang smiled coldly, turned around and began to clean up the antiques on the shelves again, he made up his mind for a while, and let go of the third child, and he made up his mind that he would not let go easily.
"Hmph, are you going to know the Tao in a while, but I can remind you that the things I have here are all exchanged from Xianyang Tao, don't blame me for not reminding you when you leave." Looking at Lao Zhang's appearance, the third child was also angry, snorted coldly and stopped talking, and looked down at Liu Sheng, who was picking a baby.
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