Chapter 13: Maoshan Ritual Vessels
"It seems that the little brother should have an understanding of the market, so Cai will not bargain, how about a total of 90,000?"
Unlike porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, the prices of these things sold in Xia Yang are transparent on the Internet, and 90,000 yuan is real.
"Ninety thousand is ninety thousand, I don't know if Boss Cai, do you have any good Dao Sect magic weapons here?"
Xia Yang's heart price was about 85,000, but he didn't expect it to be sold for 90,000.
"It turns out that the little brother is a member of the Daomen, and he happened to receive a batch of magic weapons from the end of the Qing Dynasty some time ago, so I brought it here."
The old magic weapons are naturally antiques, and because of the long time they have been used, the frequency is high, and the power of the old magic weapons will become stronger, so many rich people who believe in ghosts and gods will pay a lot of money to buy these magic weapons and put them in their homes.
But they don't know that magic weapons can't be indiscriminately invited, and it's okay to have a gossip mirror or something, but the peach wood sword and money sword are not placed in the right place at home, and the feng shui of the whole house will be broken, which will not only fail to have the effect of the town house at this time, but also affect the health of the elderly and children in the family.
"It's all here, little brother, come and see!"
Cai Youwei walked out of the back room carrying a hemp bag, and the whole sack was a magic weapon he collected from the countryside.
When I opened the bag, the first thing I took out was seven or eight peach wood swords and jujube swords of different colors and lengths.
Xia Yang was the first to pick up the magic sword of this door, stroking the mottled sword body, the breath of history came to his face, spanning a hundred years, Xia Yang seemed to see that in that stormy dark era, the Maoshan disciple held a three-foot peach wood magic sword, slashing demons and demons, and clearing the majestic figure of the universe.
This sword is related to him, spanning a hundred years, the Maoshan disciples who used to guard the peace of the party have long been gone, but today this sword can still fight side by side in the summer and yang, eliminating the demon world.
"In addition to these magic swords, there are also Lei Ling, Sanqing Ling, and Bagua Mirror, all of which are real guys."
Poured all the remaining things in the sack on the coffee table, Cai Youwei said, but Xia Yang knew more about these things than him.
In addition to the peachwood magic sword in his hand, Xia Yang picked another Five Emperor Qian Sword with a red rope that was already a little rotten.
Xia Yang looked at it, this sword has a total of forty-nine coins, respectively, Emperor Shunzhi, Emperor Kangxi, Emperor Yongzheng, Emperor Qianlong, Emperor Jiaqing during the Tongbao money, none of them are missing and none of them are fake, as long as the red rope is re-arranged to regain the prestige of the past.
Unlike the Peachwood Magic Sword, the Money Sword can break the enemy with a sword, and that's right, it's a ranged attack in the game.
Qingyangzi has a Qiankun magic sword made of one hundred and eight copper coins, which is secretly combined with thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two earthly evil techniques, the power is amazing, of course, the consumption is also quite amazing, and it cannot be driven by a non-real human realm.
Therefore, with the current path of Xia Yang, forty-nine pieces are just right, and any more will become a drag.
"Little brother, how good you look at Sanqingling, you can't see any rust."
Cai Youwei picked up a three-clear bell with the best quality and was about to shake it in front of Xia Yang, but Xia Yang directly grabbed his wrist, and he shook his head and said.
"Boss Cai, you also know, these three clear bells can't be shaken casually."
"It's reckless, I'm also a lover of antiquities, but I forgot that they are magic weapons in the first place."
Cai Youwei, who came to his senses, said with a smile, "Shangqing Lingbao Dafa" has a saying, "Vibrate the law bell, gods and ghosts Xianqin." "You can't shake it.
"Everything I want is here, I don't know how much it is?"
Picking out the peachwood magic sword and the Five Emperors Qian Sword, Xia Yang took a rusty gossip mirror and a Sanqing bell that was a few sizes smaller.
Lei Ling should be used with Lei Fa, and Cai Youwei's Lei Ling here is not in the same vein as Maoshan, so Xia Yang did not pick, I believe that after the award, the master will definitely pass on his Maoshan Lei Fa, at that time, he was a real Maoshan mage who held the Lei Ling to call the wind and rain and the summer Yang.
Thinking of this, Xia Yang couldn't help but smile, but someone seemed to talk to him in his ears again?
"Little brother? Brother? ”
"Huh? What's wrong? ”
I accidentally lost my mind for a while, and when I came back to my senses, I found that Cai Youwei had wrapped everything he wanted in a yellow cloth.
"Chenghui 15,000 yuan, what do you think, little brother?"
Fifteen thousand? Cai Youwei didn't make a random price, not to mention the magic weapon, just the things at the end of the Qing Dynasty were worth this price, and if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and this ten thousand five summers are out.
"Okay, fifteen thousand is fifteen thousand, and you can transfer the rest of the money directly to this bank card!"
Xia Yang took out a bank card, although he had his own bank card for a long time, the money in his card never exceeded three digits, so he had been lying in a drawer and eating ashes, and he turned it out when he went out this time.
Taking the bank card in Xia Yang's hand, Boss Cai used his mobile phone to operate a few times, and 75,000 yuan was transferred to get the bank card back, Xia Yang only felt that the thin plastic card was a little heavy.
With this money, it seems that the days ahead will not be too much to search, and I can't say that I can still talk about a love without breaking up?
No, thinking of this, Xia Yang's old face came to his mind.
"Poor, the master is not afraid of your early love, although our Maoshan does not prohibit marriage, but our Maoshan Lei Fa is Yang Wu Lei, and if you break the child's body, you can't practice!"
The thought of not being able to practice the thunder method is even more uncomfortable than asking for Xia Yang's life. Although there are still Yin Five Thunder, it is the secret of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain.
So don't you, my little sister of black silk, don't go, my beautiful black is long straight.
Walking out of Bogu Zhai, the corners of Xia Yang's eyes were faintly filled with tears, and he said okay, he wanted to be the personal Taoist priest of the school flower, but there was no school flower in No. 1 Middle School, and he couldn't be close.
Thinking of this, the joy brought by money was diluted a lot, but it was not to be a living eunuch for a lifetime, and everything would not be a problem when he became a real person and achieved the realm of real people.
It seems that he still has to work hard for happiness, but Xia Yang, who is full of energy, turned around and walked to the other side of the antique street, but Xia Yang stopped when he passed by the last antique stall.
"Boss, how do you sell this paper umbrella?"
Different from the ordinary antiques on other stalls, there are a lot more real things in this house, and they are also a lot more rare, which should be the old objects that the boss has collected from the countryside, such as the old paper umbrella that Xia Yang holds in his hand.
The painting on the dark oil paper seems to be full of stars, but the handle of the umbrella seems to be folded, revealing the hollow umbrella bone.
This umbrella should be from the Republic of China, and it looks like a paper umbrella used by a young lady from a large family.
"No matter how damaged the old umbrella is, it will be 300 yuan, no bargain!"
The boss lying on the recliner was lazily basking in the sun, and his face was covered with a copy of "Postpartum Care of Sows".
Yo, this stall owner has a lot of personality, but this price really shouldn't be a counteroffer, the counter-offer is ignorant, Xia Yang's cash is just three hundred left, and now he has all taken it out.
"Give!"
Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Xia Yang left the antique street with this old umbrella without a handle. It wasn't a whim that he bought this umbrella, but that this umbrella was a magic weapon.
Speaking of umbrella magic weapons, we have to mention the four heavenly kings magic red hybrid umbrella, in mythology, when this treasure is opened, the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark, and the sky and moon are shaking, not only can collect the opponent's magic weapon weapon, but also collect the living beings together.
Of course, the paper umbrella in Xia Yang's hand cannot be the legendary mixed yuan umbrella, but the starry sky painted on this oil-paper umbrella is the starry sky of that week.
Thirty-six Tiangang, seventy-two earth evil a lot, so this umbrella is a Taoist umbrella for collecting yin, specially used to collect fierce ghosts, as for the broken umbrella handle, hehe.
Xia Yang, who came to an alley, took out the peachwood magic sword in the package and inserted it directly into the hollow umbrella bone.
"Click~~"
The snap slips into place and fits seamlessly.
That's right, the umbrella handle is the magic sword, the sword handle is the umbrella handle, the craftsman skillfully combines the two magic weapons together, this umbrella was produced in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, it is owned by a Maoshan disciple who travels abroad, usually able to shelter from the wind and rain, and when you encounter demons, you can kill demons and demons, and attack and defense are integrated.
It's really ingenious, but without the magic sword, this umbrella is used as a general oil-paper umbrella, and it has been sold as an old object on the stall for a hundred years.
Xia Yang took back his words before, there were still good things on this stall, and now that the two magic weapons were combined into one, he no longer had to worry about attracting attention.