Or Bianliang Chengdong City. The already lively East Market is even more prosperous during this time. There are many shops, many tourists, and even the hawkers pushing carts along the street are quite a lot. For a while, Zhao Ming, who had always been an otaku in his previous life, was very uncomfortable, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

But all of this is thanks to Zhao Ming's silver donation, and the pit he dug himself will wait for others to jump. Now businessmen from all over Dazhao have gathered here in advance in order not to miss the time, and some businessmen who are far away from Beijing set off immediately after receiving the official document, and they are afraid that they will miss this grand event and miss the opportunity to strengthen their own pattern. It's a bit too much time to get to the capital, what's the matter? Brother has money, so let's see how fast this big Zhao Jingshi spends money.

The bloated pedestrians made Zhao Ming and others walk on the street at all, although there were several of Wang Qinian's subordinates around to maintain the road, but there were too many people, quite the crowded situation of the famous tourist attractions of the Golden Week in later generations, Wang Qinian and others were already sweating profusely just to maintain a small space, unless they used privileges, they couldn't really get up. But without His Highness speaking, he didn't dare to reveal his identity at all, for fear of destroying His Highness's Yaxing. can only be like a cat, the hair stands up, and everyone is on guard.

No, with an exclamation, a thin pedestrian seemed to be squeezed by others and was about to fall on Zhao Ming, which made Wang Qinian feel excited, and his courage was quick to blow up his legs. It was still Zhao Ming who quickly held it up, but the man just leaned on Zhao Ming's body and didn't fall.

"Thank you, Childe, the little one accidentally bumped into Childe for a while, Childe forgive me." The tall and thin man stabilized his body and quickly made a loss.

"You're welcome." Zhao Ming looked at the man in front of him with a smile, as if he had encountered something funny, "This brother, you are also bold." Knowing that there are guards around him, he dares to make a move.,It seems that I'm very confident in my ability.。 ”

The thin man's face changed, and his eyes were a little flustered, "The little one doesn't know what the son said?" ”

"Huh." Zhao Ming smiled, since the opportunity was given to him, he didn't cherish it, so it had nothing to do with him. The man continued to hold the unknown sugar candy and led the second daughter to continue walking.

The man saw that Zhao Ming and his party ignored him and walked forward, and he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief. I felt that my body was vacated, and when I looked up, I saw two tall and strong men holding one hand, and I saw that one hand was about to go to the alley. There was a deep fear in his eyes, and he knew that he hadn't kicked the iron plate with his eyes today. Reach out where you shouldn't, and don't know if you can keep your hands.

Zhao Ming forgot about this matter in a blink of an eye, although he didn't realize what was touched away, but under the heavy guards of Wang Qinian, he could still find a hole and fall on himself, how could there be so many coincidences in the world? Thinking about it with his knees, Zhao Ming knew what it was. There is a guard hidden in the shadows, so you don't need to worry about it. Anyway, this time I didn't have a stolen decree on me.

It's hard to come out, and I can't really say if I don't buy some gifts for the two big and one small girl in front of me, but what to buy Zhao Ming has no experience, and he has a headache. What did girls like in ancient times? I really don't know about this, even if I don't have the experience of giving girls gifts in later generations.

Just when Zhao Ming was thinking hard, he felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled, and when he looked back, it was Lin Wanru, this chick was over Zhao Mingnunu's mouth, and Zhao Ming found that Feng Wu, who had been following silently, stopped in front of a stall at this time, and looked at the stall with his eyes intent.

Zhao Ming walked over to take a look, and couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. This is a stall for buying antiques, and the small stall is full of antiques, and what Feng Wu can't take his eyes off now is a bronze ancient sword.

Why are there girls who are so interested in these knives and swords all day long, they only received one yesterday, and they look at one again today. Zhao Ming picked up the bronze sword on the stall and looked at it, not only pouted, but also asked the honest stall owner: "How many taels is this sword?" ”

"Childe has a good eye." The stall owner first looked at Zhao Ming's clothes, nodded with satisfaction and replied with a smile on his face, "This ancient sword was purchased from an old farmer in the countryside by small chance, and the little one consulted the old gentleman who read poetry and books to figure out the origin." This is a rare treasure. ”

"Don't talk so much nonsense, just talk about the price." That's it? The thousand-year-old routine has not changed.

"Since Gu Jian and Gongzi are related, the small ones will not open the price randomly, and the price of one thousand taels should be a friend of Gongzi!" The stall owner also scratched his head honestly, and there was a trace of reluctance on his face, I have to say that this acting was explosive.

"One thousand taels, you are not as ruthless as you in robbing money, five taels."

"Childe, you're kidding." The stall owner was directly stupid, is there such a bargain, "It seems that the son doesn't know the inscription on it." It is no wonder that these inscriptions are all written in ancient times, as if they were written in the Spring and Autumn Period. The little ones are only understood by consulting the old gentleman. ”

"Alright, don't say it. Isn't it translated as King Goujian, the king of Yue, a sword that acts as its own? Zhao Ming looked disdainful.

Now the stall owner changed from stupid to stupid, "Since the son knows these eight characters, isn't it a troublemaker to make five taels of sons?" Gou Jian was the lord of a country back then! ”

"Troublemaker? Five taels are all based on the fine workmanship of this sword. ”

"Childe, does this mean that he is cheating?" The stall owner's face changed, and he was angry, "Does Childe have evidence?" ”

"Nope." This Zhao Ming is really hard to explain, can he say that this sword is still lying under the soil in Jiangling County, Hubei, and it was not until 1965 that it was able to see the light of day.

"Since Childe has no evidence, don't make trouble here, love to buy it or not!" Seeing that Zhao Ming couldn't come up with evidence, the stall owner's momentum immediately swelled, if it weren't for Zhao Ming followed by a few family members, I am afraid that he would have driven people directly a long time ago.

Zhao Ming gave the stall owner a roll of his eyes, and threw down the sword casually, causing the stall owner to look at him angrily but not dare to attack.

"Zhao Ming, how do you know that this sword is fake?" Seeing that Zhao Ming said that this sword was fake, Feng Wu immediately lost interest, but he was a little curious about how Zhao Ming was sure.

Zhao Ming couldn't explain, so he could only flicker from another angle: "Xiao Wu, Bianliang City here." Most of the top scholars of Dazhao gathered here, and it is the most lively east market in Bianliang City. What do you think, so many scholars who study history are hanging around here all day long, why haven't they found this Yue Wang Goujian sword? ”

"There is only one explanation, and that is that they found this sword and saw that this Goujian sword is fake, so the stall owner can't sell it. Otherwise, if you want to buy a sword recorded in the history books, you have to pose well in your dreams. "Just like the glaze factory of the later Jingshi, do you want to buy real goods at those stalls? Do you really think that the researchers of the Forbidden City will go to visit it if they have nothing to do, and deepen their inspiration for repairing ancient artifacts, waiting for you to pick up the leaks? "Otherwise, you can ask Miss Lin, how much silver did that Qingyu Sword cost her?"

Lin Wanru smiled slightly, and did not give Zhao Ming a face-saving answer. Zhao Ming didn't care, knowing the other party's concerns. I'm afraid it's a huge amount, and it's not easy for Feng Wu to accept it if he says it.

"Oh." Feng Wu nodded in recognition of Zhao Ming's statement, but he didn't understand Lin Wanru's smile.

"Hey, this copper hairpin is good. It's very special. Zhao Ming didn't take another look at the antique stall, but found a novelty in the jewelry stall next to him.

The copper hairpin in Zhao Ming's hand is not a valuable object, but the style is relatively special, which is completely different from the style of Middle-earth, and I am afraid that it is not something made by people from Middle-earth. It's either the desert or the Western Regions. The special hairpin head is not a common peacock or peony, but a goshawk that is about to pounce on its prey from mid-air, and its indomitable and unstoppable momentum is portrayed extremely realistically.

Zhao Ming couldn't help but feel sorry that the girl in the Central Plains would wear such a murderous headdress. Giving it to Feng Wu is in line with her temperament, but it's a pity that this thing is worth half a tael of silver at most, and she can't take it, and...

Zhao Ming tilted his head and thought for a long time before he realized, I went, I haven't found out that this guy has worn jewelry after knowing Feng Wu for so long! From head to toe, girls like to wear things, this guy doesn't have a single thing. Is this guy a woman?

Zhao Ming took Tangtang Candy, turned around and spread the hand holding the hairpin in front of Feng Wu's eyes, "How is it?" It's special, isn't it? ”

"Isn't it special?" Feng Wu asked with some confusion, his face was still dazed, he didn't know what Zhao Ming said in those places, "Is it particularly sharp and convenient for assassination?" Is hairpin head poisonous? Otherwise, no matter how sharp it is, it won't be very lethal. ”

Zhao Ming asked Cangtian speechlessly, the whole person was stiff there, I knew! Asking Feng Wu, a person who has never cared about jewelry, is simply self-deprecating!

However, Lin Wanru thought that he understood the situation that the two of them could not talk to each other by mistake, and the little man's waist was bent with a smile, without any ladylike demeanor.

Zhao Ming touched his nose helplessly, turned around and just wanted to put down the copper hairpin but heard Feng Wu's somewhat uncertain voice behind him, his voice was much quieter than usual, and he seemed to be trembling a little: "Are you going to give it to me?" Zhao Ming. ”

"Ahh Zhao Ming turned his head and thought for a moment and said tentatively, "I originally planned to give it to you, but this copper hairpin shouldn't be worth any silver, I estimate that it will be done for half a tael of silver." ”

Feng Wu looked at the other stall strangely, Zhao Ming couldn't see her face at all: "I like it a lot." ”

"Huh? Are you sure? "The eldest lady of the Guogong family likes a copper hairpin that is not worth half a tael of silver, which is a bit unscientific.

"Yes." This sound was as thin as a mosquito, which made Zhao Ming suspect that the one in front of him was still not Feng Wu.

"Oh well, how much does it cost to boss."

"Take it for two hundred Wen Gongzi. Anyway, I've been on the table for almost a year, and no one has taken a fancy to it. ”

When I go, it's really not worth half a tael of silver. Zhao Ming asked Xiao Guizi to pay, wrapped it in his handkerchief and handed it to Feng Wu, this is probably the cheapest gift he has ever given, and he is a little embarrassed, "Xiao Wu, this is not a gift, after a while, when I have money, I will come to shop again, and I will buy whatever I like without a counteroffer." ”

Feng Wu still didn't turn his head, his voice was still so small, the little Zhao Ming could hardly hear it in this noisy environment: "No, that's fine, it's just right." ”