This trip to Nanshui Street has gained a good harvest, but it is all gadgets, including a pair of small cups, the color is very bright, Qiuqiu saw this pair of small cups when the tail flicked very happily, should be more valuable.

Yan Mingshun saw that it was an official kiln in the Ming Dynasty, but he didn't know what it was.

"I took it back to show my mother, she understands it very well, my mother said that my grandfather used to love collecting old things, she has been with her grandfather since she was a child, and her eyesight has also been trained."

Meimei wrapped the cup with a cloth and put it in the schoolbag, most of the others were small gadgets such as copper coins, plates, pen holders, and so on, and her luck was good, she really found a good knife, but it shouldn't be an old object, because Qiuqiu was not too interested in this knife.

It's just that Meimei told it that she was looking for a knife, and Qiuqiu brought her to this stall, it seems that the knife should be a good knife, but it won't be too old.

The blade is very narrow and long, somewhat resembling a sword, but it is not a sword, and there is no scabbard, and there is a lot of rust on the body, which is obviously not well kept.

But as soon as you get close to this knife, you can feel the cold air on the knife.

"Twenty yuan, this knife is very sharp, and the original owner of the knife used it to chop wood!" The stall owner has a fixed price, and he will never say anything.

Meimei didn't make a price with him, so he bought it for a lot.

Yan Mingshun didn't agree with it, he could feel that there was a bad breath on this knife, which meant that the knife drank a lot of blood, if it was a blessed person, he wouldn't be able to stand it at all, but he would be hit by the evil qi, which was very bad for his body.

"It's okay, my brother is yang, he will definitely be able to stand it!"

Meimei looked determined, not that he believed that Zhao Xuelin was blessed, but that he believed in Qiuqiu, and Qiuqiu would definitely have a way.

Yan Mingshun also thought of Qiuqiu, couldn't help laughing, and didn't say anything more.

After returning home, Meimei didn't swallow the knife into his pocket, but showed it to Zhao Xuelin first, who knew that this guy didn't look at it.

"Don't sell this broken knife to waste collectors, you can't fool your brother like this!"

Meimei angrily took out the beef bones that Yan Xinya bought in the morning to prepare stewed soup from the kitchen, put them on the coffee table and pressed them, and said angrily: "Open your dog's eyes wide!" ”

Saying that, she raised the knife in her hand, and with just a slight wave, the big bone of the cow became two, neat, without any crumbs, and the other half fell to the ground, snapping on the ground, waking up the dreamer.

Zhao Yinghua was the first to react, and when he saw it, he took the knife from Meimei's hand happily, and also slashed at the remaining cow bone, which snapped and broke into two!

"Hey, Dad, let me get started!"

Zhao Xuelin was itching, snatched the knife and came to the knife, just like cutting tofu, the nearly half-meter-long cow bone let the two of them cut it into mahjong tiles.

"Good knife, really good knife, thank you baby for the gift to Dad, Dad likes it very much!"

Zhao Yinghua shamelessly took the knife for himself, and didn't even raise an eyebrow.

Eyebrows blinked, she seemed to have said that it was given to Zhao Xuelin just now, right?

Zhao Yinghua, why is his face so thick?

"Dad, this knife was given to me by Meimei, I can't be so shameless!" Zhao Xuelin yelled angrily.

"Didn't you look down on it just now, and said that this is a broken knife that you don't even want to collect rags, Dad doesn't dislike it, I'll take this knife to people to take good care of it, and then put it on the scabbard and hang it in my study, tsk!"

Zhao Yinghua gushed endlessly, completely ignoring the black face of his son beside him.