Looking at the furnishings in the room, it seems that it is no different from before he left, but there is a smell of burnt in this small space, and the source of the smell is none other than the only modern high-tech he had before, his mobile phone.

"Haven't I been gone for long"?

Chen Feng touched the few stubbles on his chin with a puzzled expression.

Originally, when he left the Bright Sword World, Chen Feng thought of a problem, he stayed here for three or four years. How long has it been in the modern world, and you have to know that you have only paid three months' rent, if it is too long. As an iron rooster landlord, he may have already sublet his room to someone else, and if he suddenly appeared, would it scare people.

I've asked the system myself, but the system seems to be a little too arrogant and doesn't play a dick at all.

I stepped forward and picked up the phone on the bed, wanting to see the time on the phone, but no matter how I turned it on, I couldn't turn it on.

"Nothing".

Chen Feng's body was a little distressed, and he lay directly on the bed, looking at the roof that was only two meters high with his eyes open.

As for the mind, it is placed in the system space, before it was still full of ammunition space, after a few years of consumption, there is already very little left, and finally all the brains are left to Li Yunlong, at this time there is only a 38 big cover that he has used for three or four years, and a command knife that Li Yunlong gave him, which is practical for Yamamoto Kazuki.

"Do you want to sell this knife, after all, it doesn't seem to be useful to keep it in your own hands."

Holding Yamamoto Kazuki's command knife in his hand and waving it in the air a few times, Chen Feng secretly thought, knowing that he was penniless now, and if he continued like this, he would starve to death on the streets.

Kyoto's Liulichang is located outside the Peace Gate, west to the north and south willow lanes of Xicheng District, and east to Yanju Street in Xicheng District, with a total length of about 800 meters, and is a famous cultural street. It originated in the Qing Dynasty, when most of the people who came to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination lived in this area, so there were many shops selling books and pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, forming a strong cultural atmosphere. Most foreigners who come to Beijing to travel here have to come here, and the famous Beijing Liulichang Cultural Street at home and abroad.

Just as the so-called chaotic gold prosperous antiques, and since the Chinese people have become richer, the people have set off a collecting fever, and Liulichang, a place familiar to Beijingers, has also swept the country with a wave of treasure appreciation.

Chen Feng, who came to Beijing with a young and vigorous heart, liked to come to Liulichang the most, not for anything else, but to listen to these antique sellers boasting about themselves.

To put it in fashionable terms, it's all talented, and it's nice to talk to, and I love it here.

After going out and pouring three subways and 6 buses, through the dense crowd, through the red men and green women, Chen Feng, who had gone through a lot of hardships, finally came to the gate of Liulichang.

Ideals can never match reality, for the sake of his stomach, Chen Feng still decided to sell Yamamoto Kazuki's command knife, compared to commemoration, Chen Feng loves small money.

Find a public toilet and take out the command knife that was placed in the space.

"Sword Pavilion, it's really straightforward."

Chen Feng stood in front of a shop, looking at the plaque and thinking secretly.

Walking into the store gently, a cool breeze greeted me, which instantly made people feel a lot more sober.

The layout of the Sword Pavilion is very simple, but it is not untouchable. The neatly arranged knives, forks, axes and saws make this not too large space show the aura of an iron horse Jingo.

At the counter on the side, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties. Dressed in simple casual clothes, his hair is neatly combed and matched with glasses, which looks very quiet.

After seeing Chen Feng come in, the middle-aged man couldn't get enough of putting down the golden plum bottle in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

"This little brother is the boss of the Sword Pavilion, Huangfu Song."

Looking at Huangfu Song, who hugged his fists and saluted, Chen Feng could only follow the ancient etiquette of Huangpu Song, but he muttered in his heart.

"It's the 21st century, and these cultural people are really idle and have nothing to do."

"Boss, here is a command knife with the rank of Japanese Osa during World War II, you can take a look and give an estimate."

Chen Feng bluntly explained his intentions, and he really didn't want to have too much entanglement with these people.

"Japanese command knife".

Huang Pu Song repeated silently, his eyes rolling slightly. took the command knife handed over by Chen Feng and carefully inspected it.

Although Japan made a large number of command knives during World War II, they were not used by everyone, and some could not even be called command knives, but were called katanas.

Yamamoto Kazuki's sword is red on the inside, the handle is silver, and there are various ornaments on the hilt.

"Yamamoto"?

Huang Pu Song secretly thought in his mind about which Japanese officer in history was named Yamamoto, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a name to match.

"The knife is indeed the command knife of World War II, but your name does not seem to appear in history."

Huang Pu Song looked at Chen Feng with a puzzled expression, you must know that this is an adjutant knife, and according to the style, it is indeed only worn by people with the rank of Dazuo, and those who can serve as the rank of Dazuo are basically people at the level of wing captain, how can they be unknown in history?

Chen Feng pursed his lips, "If Lao Tzu tells you that this is used by Yamamoto Kazuki, you still have to drive me out."

Coughing lightly twice, Chen Feng looked at Huangfu Song with a sincere expression.

"This knife was left by my ancestor, and I don't know where I got it, so boss, you can look at it and give it a price."

Huang Pu Song thought for a while, "One hundred thousand." After all, it is not clear who used this knife, and if it was used by a famous person in history, the price might be a little higher."

"Okay, deal".

Chen Feng didn't say a word and directly opened his mouth to make a deal, which made Huangfu Song puzzled. I'm afraid that this knife is coming from the wrong way? Otherwise, why are you so anxious, and you don't even pay back the counteroffer.

Of course, Chen Feng knew that the price was much lower, after all, he used to come here often, and he still had some understanding of the price of some antiques, and he always thought that one day he could also pick up a leak.

However, this 100,000 yuan is also a huge amount of money for Chen Feng, and his savings have never exceeded 6 figures. What's more, even if you bargain there, the price will not be much higher, at most about 350,000, this is still your own strength, it is better to leave happily than this.

patting the bank card placed on his chest, Chen Feng had never felt that he was so down-to-earth.

I found a bank, took out a full 5,000 yuan, and found a high-end restaurant to have a delicious meal.

In the three or four years of the Bright Sword World, although his food treatment is basically much higher than that of others, it is still too scarce compared to the materials that modern society has.

After I was full of wine and food, I bought a high-end mobile phone for 2,000 yuan. As for why it is high-end, it varies from person to person, and for Chen Feng, 2,000 yuan is a high-end product.