Driving into New York City, Zhu Yu parked the car in the parking lot, and then carefully picked up the short-handled knife that was suspected to be a Tang knife.

I gently pulled it out, but found that it could not be pulled out.

It should be rusty.

However, he could feel that it was moving, and Zhu Yu used his strength again, but he didn't dare to use his strength, and he pulled out the knife with a lot of effort.

The blade is relatively straight, with only cut corners at the tip.

It looks like an iron knife, but there is still no rust on the blade, and it feels like a steel blade.

The handle of the knife is wooden, and I don't know what kind of wood it is, and it clamps the iron bar that is integrated with the blade.

The six characters of "Tianbao Eight Loads of Qianwen" are on the handle of the knife, and each word is a little bigger than a soybean.

Zhu Yu slowly put the knife back into the sheath and began to search on the Internet.

He thinks this "Tianbao Eight Loads" is a bit unpleasant, usually not in such and such a year, why is it carried?

As a result, I checked it on the Internet, hey, I really changed "year" to "load" at that time!

Is this a real hammer?

Searching for Tang knives again, I found that there seemed to be more than a dozen of them, and most of them were in RB.

The preservation of this knife in his hand is not very good, and it is worse than the surviving ones.

But Zhu Yu was already very satisfied. If this is really a Tang knife, even if it is not a national treasure, at least it is very rare!

Mei Zizi put the knife in the co-pilot's seat, and Zhu Yu pulled out the RB katana with words on it.

The knife is relatively well preserved, and there is almost no rust on the knife body. The silk thread wrapped around the handle of the knife had decayed, revealing the copper clip inside.

The blood groove on the blade is still black, I don't know if it has been stained with blood. Looking at the iron scabbard, although there is some rust, it is not serious.

The other handles are only rusted to varying degrees, and they are generally in good condition.

Zhu Yu called Old John and told him about the saddle, katana, and motorcycle.

Old John muttered for a while, and said:

"I remember that there seems to be a Chinese collector who collects these things, but I don't know him very well, here's the contact information, you can contact him yourself.

As for motorcycles, I'll give you a shop that sells thrift goods, you go over there and have a look, and that saddle should be able to sell there as well. ”

After Zhu Yu got the phone, he dialed it.

This person's name is Tang Hailiang, and he belongs to a personal collector.

"Hello." On the other side came a gentle voice, English.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, my name is Zhu Yu." Zhu Yu said, "I have a few RB katanas on hand, I don't know if Mr. Tang is interested?" ”

"Chinese?" Tang Hailiang's voice raised slightly.

"Yes." Zhu Yu used Mandarin this time.

"Hahahaha, that must be interested!" Tang Hailiang said in Mandarin with a southern accent, "When is Mr. Zhu free?" ”

"Now." Zhu Yu smiled and said, "If Mr. Tang is free......

"Definitely free!" The other party reported an address, and Zhu Yu wrote it down.

Driving to the place where Tang Hailiang was, Zhu Yu found that it was a private museum.

Tang Hailiang is tall. Zhu Yu is seven or eight meters tall, half a head lower than Tang Hailiang. When he saw Zhu Yu get out of the car, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

Zhu Yu held the seven katanas, and it was difficult to shake hands, so he nodded at Tang Hai.

Entering the museum, Zhu Yu found that no one was visiting at this time.

"Put it here." Tang Hailiang pointed to an empty table in the middle, "I'll take a look." ”

Zhu Yu put down the knife, then glanced around, and found that there were really a lot of old military supplies such as katanas, rifles, and kettles in this museum.

Tang Hailiang explained to Zhu Yu while wearing gloves:

"My museum mainly collects old objects from the Second World War. There are a lot of things that can be collected here in New York, but the ones in China are very difficult to collect. ”

Zhu Yu nodded in understanding.

Tang Hailiang looked at these katana swords carefully.

Among the seven, six belong to that kind of system, which does not have much collection value, and Tang Hailiang quickly put it aside.

The katana with the inscription, Tang Hailiang picked it out and looked at it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, he simply found a tool and said to Zhu Yu:

"Mr. Zhu, I'm going to remove this handle and see the specific inscription - don't you mind? By the way, I'm definitely going to take this knife. This kind of knife with inscription is really rare. ”

Zhu Yu smiled and said:

"Tear it down, you're an expert."

"Then let's say so, I'll calculate the price according to the inscription." Tang Hailiang didn't do it directly, and first said the price, "I'll pay three hundred dollars for these ordinary katanas." As for this ......"

He pointed to the one with the inscription and said:

"It's supposed to be private. Knife makers were not big or small celebrities at that time, and there were circles.

So, the price is higher, a thousand dollars a word, and this knife gives you four thousand dollars, how about it? ”

Zhu Yu nodded and agreed.

These katanas are considered to be an addition, and they have already earned several times more money, and they are worth it.

Seeing Zhu Yu so simply, Tang Hailiang was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything more, paid the money, and began to dismantle the handle of the samurai.

Zhu Yu saw that Tang Hailiang was busy, so he said:

"Mr. Tang, then you are busy, I'll go first. There's still something to sell. ”

"Okay, I'll send you." Tang Hailiang put down the work at hand, sent Zhu Yu out, and asked as he walked:

"Do you have anything else that I can see?"

"An old saddle, an old motorcycle." Zhu Yu pointed to the car, "I don't think Mr. Tang will be interested." ”

Tang Hailiang was really not interested.

When sending Zhu Yu, Tang Hailiang glanced at the co-pilot, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said to Zhu Yu:

"Mr. Zhu, your knife ......"

"That knife is not for sale." Zhu Yu shook his head and said, "I haven't determined the date yet, so I plan to study it." ”

Tang Hailiang showed a look of regret on his face, but he still didn't give up:

"Can I take a look?"

Zhu Yu hesitated, took the knife and carefully handed it to Tang Hailiang.

Tang Hailiang looked at it carefully and said:

"The handle of the knife has been changed."

Then I gently pulled it out, but I didn't pull it out.

Zhu Yu said:

"Use a little force."

Tang Hailiang himself also wanted to, but he was worried that Zhu Yu would not agree, but now that Zhu Yu agreed, he used a little force and pulled out the knife.

As soon as the knife was pulled out, Tang Hailiang's eyes were staring at the blade, and he felt like he couldn't pull it out!

"This ...... Could this be Tang Dao? ”

Tang Hailiang's hand holding the knife trembled.

He looked up at Zhu Yu, as if asking him for an answer.

Zhu Yu smiled and said:

"Mr. Tang, you are an expert in this regard, I am also skeptical, I think it is a bit like ......"

"It's not a bit like that! It's exactly the same shape! Tang Hailiang looked down at the knife, "Look at this blade, look at this blade, look at the characteristics of this straight knife-"

Zhu Yu looked at Tang Hailiang's excited expression, and was already a little worried about whether this knife would be pinched by him?