The old man disturbed the sparse gray hair. "Then see for yourself, the things on the left of my store are all just collected from the countryside, and the ones on the right are some good things that are old. After he finished speaking, he continued to look down and study the little thing in his hand.

Garon looked at it, the old man was wearing white gloves in his hands, holding a pale gold pocket watch, the back cover of the pocket watch was opened, and he seemed to be looking at the structure inside.

Retracting his gaze, Garon scanned the entire store, slowly starting from left to right.

On the leftmost wall, there is a rectangular oil painting depicting a siege battle under a white castle, with a large number of silver-armored warriors flocking to the castle holding red flags, trebuchets constantly throwing boulders, and fire oil pouring on the walls. Blood, water, stumps and corpses were everywhere.

Below the oil painting hangs a dark gold circular metal plate. It is more than half a meter in diameter, and a smiling human face stands out in the center.

"What is this?" Garon reached out and touched the material of the metal sheet, which was hard and had a fine, rough surface similar to copper paper.

The old man under the bookshelf glanced up. "The sun god totem of the Red tribe three hundred years ago, that's a good thing. Each time, the tribal wizards would melt the newly obtained gold ornaments and mix them with brass, and except for the human face in the center, the rest of the place was poured with the accumulated gold and brass. If you're interested, 35,000 can be sold to you cheaply. The old man took off his glasses and wiped them with a soft cloth, "After all, there are not many people who know the goods now, if it was placed in the hottest antiques a few decades ago, this thing would have sold for at least hundreds of thousands." ”

"Sun God Totem" Garon's mouth twitched, he didn't need to look at it to know that this must be fake, not only did his ability not move, but the main thing was that if this totem could really be sold for so much price, it was still made of gold, and it would not be sold here at all, such a large one, he could exchange more than 100,000 yuan for any jewelry store, and he sold 30,000 yuan to him now, and he didn't have a total of more than 20 yuan on his body now.

He turned left to look at another tall red table, on which lay a fuchsia medallion, a bottle of clear wine, and a silver-white glass.

Reaching out and touching the three things foolishly, when Zuihou touched the purple-red medallion, the percentage of potential under Garon's field of vision jumped suddenly.

"Hmm?!There's a movement here!" he turned slightly sideways, his back to the old man, and his face was faintly nervous.

Pick up this fuchsia medal and take a closer look.

It is a medal made in the shape of a cross, which is purple-red and surrounded by a dark golden ear of wheat. Garon noticed that in the center of the medallion, there was a small black circle, the size of a fingernail, with a white letter engraved on it: P.

He could feel that there was a strong and intense cold aura in this medallion, many times stronger than the Black Pearl and Fenitine's Ring of Doom Crystal. I just don't know why, I can't draw this breath out of the medal, there is only a very thin small channel, and it flows out like toothpaste little by little.

"In the past, I was able to absorb all the potential by direct contact, but this time I can only absorb a little breath in my hand, and at this rate, if I want to absorb it all, at least it will take days to calculate the time. A hint of surprise and confusion flashed in Garon's eyes.

"This thing costs six thousand. The old man with glasses didn't know when he was standing on Garon's right side, and he spoke coldly.

"Six thousand" Garon frowned slightly.

The old man, dressed in black, looked at the medal and whispered, "This bronze cross medal was purchased by me from the home of a retired officer. Your vision is good, and this medal is a rare fine product in this batch of acquired goods. From the once powerful Republic of Montia one hundred and fifty years ago, at that time, Montia's will was a powerful country that the entire Shijie trembled, and there were hundreds of colonies within the Shijie range alone, and at that time, nearly half of our Yalu Federation was colonized by Montia. This medal is a product of that time, and it is said that it was awarded to commanders of the second class for combat merit. ”

"I'll take a look, don't rush yet. Garon suppressed the desire to buy, he knew that if he could quickly absorb the air flow in the medal, it was estimated that he would be able to add more than two attributes at a time this time. It's a pity that he has no money now

A week's pocket money is only twenty, and the distance is six thousand, and there is still a long distance between them.

The old man noticed Garon's reluctant movements, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. "Moreover, there was an officer who wanted to collect this medal last time, but he didn't have enough money with him at the time, and maybe he will come and buy it again soon. Don't miss this opportunity, if you want to, kids."

Garon's face twitched. "I'll take a look at the others first. ”

"Okay, you can watch it. The old man had a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face.

Garon glanced at the old man. "This guy obviously saw that I wanted to buy it, and deliberately made up a reason to urge me, but he was not afraid of 10,000 just in case. Maybe there are people who like it just as much. But don't worry, maybe you can find something else where you can draw on your potential. ”

He settled down a little, and began to wander around the walls of the other tables in the store, and soon, in ten minutes, he was touching everything.

He regretted that only that medal had the potential to absorb it, and everything else was just ordinary objects.

After a moment, he returned to the table where the medal had been placed and picked up the fuchsia bronze cross. I checked it repeatedly for more than half an hour.

"I don't have enough money with me right now, boss, can you keep me behind me to buy it?" Garon looked up in the direction of the old man.

The old man sat down in front of the bookshelf again, and was carefully wiping the dust from the antique objects with a soft white cloth, and when he heard this, he turned his head with a smile. "Of course you can, but I can't stay long, don't think that what I just said is urging you, that someone really wants to buy this thing. It was three weeks away from the time of booking. ”

"Three weeks," Garon frowned, "Okay, I'll try to get the money." What's the least you can offer?"

"For the sake of you as a student, give you the price of five thousand, absolutely no less. The old man lifted his glasses.

"I'm not going to bargain with you now, I'll talk about it then. Garon didn't say much, and Zuihou glanced at the bronze cross and put it back on the table. Then he walked over to the old man's table. "My name is Garon, can I ask the name of the boss?"

"You can call me old man Geguo, what do you want to ask?If it's a sensitive question, I won't be free~~"

"I would like to ask you, where did you get that medal?" Garon asked with a frown.

"I can tell you this," the old man recalled, "but," he smiled and stretched out his hand.

Garon watched speechlessly as he spread his skinny paws, and pulled out a ten-dollar bill from his trouser pocket and put it down.

"Stingy" the old man muttered, putting away the money. "That place was a ruined ancient castle in the countryside more than sixty miles away from Huaishan City. The owner of the castle was originally a viscount, but later it was not as good as the next, and now it only has a knighthood, and many years ago it was impossible to maintain the castle. After years of selling, almost all of the contents have been scraped clean, and if it weren't for the dilapidation and poor location, it is estimated that the castle itself would have been sold long ago. The name of the castle seems to be Silver Yarn Castle. ”

"Silver Veil Castle. Can you give me a specific roadmap?"

The old man smiled and spread his hands again.

"Rub!" Garon couldn't help but curse, and took out a ten-dollar bill from his trouser pocket and put it down. "Hurry up!"

"No problem!" the old man put away the banknote, quickly pulled out a piece of pale yellow paper from under the table, picked up the white curband pen and dipped it in ink, and after a few strokes on it, he drew a simple map, and then handed it over.

Taking the map, Garon glanced at it roughly. "Then I'm sorry for you. Wait for my news. ”

Without waiting for the old man to reply, he rolled up the map, turned and strode out of the antique shop.

After walking some distance down the street, he reached out and touched his empty trouser pocket, and felt like he wanted to cry without tears. "Don't talk about buying medals, I just want to go to this silver yarn castle to see, the light road fee is fifty or sixty, and now even the pocket money for the next week is all put in. ”

As he walked, Garon kept thinking about how he could get five thousand. He had a faint feeling that the Bronze Cross seemed to be hidden by something, and he couldn't get in touch with it completely, so he couldn't absorb all of its potential. In order to fully absorb it, it is necessary to grind away the hidden layer on the surface and see what is really hidden in it. It's just that if you don't buy it and polish it yourself, it's completely useless just to look at it and touch it.

I looked at the reddish data below my field of view. In the time just now, the potential has broken through to 101%, and a cool air flow lingers in the mind, which can be increased to any attribute at any time.

"Don't worry, I've been standing there for so long to absorb that little bit of potential, if I want to absorb a little attribute from the Bronze Cross, I'll have to stand for at least half a day. Old man Geguo is such a money fan, he will definitely not allow it. Galleria solemnly estimated the total potential of the Bronze Cross, and it was at least five points, which made his heart even hotter.

"While pooling money, I can come here every day to contact and absorb potential, I accumulate a lot, I don't believe that I can't absorb it!" he secretly made a decision in his heart.

Walking to the entrance of Pennington Street again, Garon had just looked up at the location of his uncle's house.

Just then, the arched window was open, and a chubby middle-aged man was standing at the window looking down. "Is it Garon?" The man's face was ordinary, except that his eyebrows were thick and dark, giving him a sense of strength and toughness. "I haven't seen you in a long time, come up!"

Garon didn't expect to understand his uncle directly, so he nodded and walked through the stone pillar from below into the half-open wooden door of the corridor.

Entering from the entrance of the stairway, there is a spacious hall with a black carpet on the floor and a white stone angel statue in the middle, which is a gesture of fluttering wings.

Garon entered through the staircase on the left, trotting past a few people who had gone upstairs in front of him, and soon came to the red metal door on the left side of the fifth floor.

Knock knock.

He reached out and knocked on the door.

There was a click, the door opened, and Uncle Tyre stood in the doorway, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers. "Hurry in, the fireplace is still burning. ”

"Oh. Garon entered, changed into slippers, and followed his uncle into the inner room.

The room was covered with pale yellow wallpaper, and on the walls hung various oil paintings, most of them either by his uncle himself or by his wife, Windsor.

A few minutes later, Garon stood by the window, listening to his uncle chatting with a bearded guest about recent city events.

While they were chatting, Uncle Tyr suddenly turned his gaze and fell on him.

"O Garon, if you want to make a difference in the future, you have to remember one thing. Listen more, watch more, think more, talk less and do more is fundamental. Uncle took off his cigar and flicked it gently in the ashtray. "You're in high school now, you're going to college later, and then you're going to work. Whether it's studying or working, keeping this in mind will benefit you in everything. ”

"Also, I usually play with Lombas and Filia, you are all brothers and sisters of the same generation, and you are all peers of the same age. What kind of war game have they been playing lately, and they have been not doing their business all day, you have to persuade them well. ”

My uncle has been in business for a long time, and the relationship between black and white is extremely complicated, and he is just an ordinary businessman on the surface, but in fact he has a strong potential shili, and even has his own license to carry a gun.

Garon bowed his head and nodded constantly, but he knew that his uncle looked gentle on the surface, but in fact he was a very stubborn and paranoid person in his bones, and he would not allow others to disobey his will and arrangement, and he was extremely self-willed.

The bearded man smiled as well. "This is your nephew? The conditions of young people now are really good, I think when we were young, how could we have such haode living conditions. ”

"It's true, it's just that the conditions are too good to know how to cherish it. The uncle shook his head and laughed helplessly, and chatted with Hu Hu about some business matters again.

Garon stood aside, listening to the two adults chatting and discussing, and his heart was thinking about how to get the five thousand dollars. Usually, every time his uncle Tyre saw him, he would give him more or less of those pocket money, as many as a few hundred, as little as eighty or ninety, but it was still too far away from five thousand.

He didn't plan to start with his uncle, after all, this was only the first time, and there might be a second or third time that could be imagined in the future, once it might be, and even if his uncle liked him again, he wouldn't give in.

"So you still have to figure out your own way" Garon thought of the martial arts hall, "If the Baiyun martial arts hall is successfully assessed and selected, then a little bonus will be given every month as a reward, usually two thousand yuan, which is a sum of money." In addition, there are a lot of scholarships in the school, which are 100,000 yuan, but it is impossible to get them at my current level, and there are two months before the end of the term. Unless there is a stat point bonus. Except for Chinese Studies and History, the minimum required intelligence in other subjects has not been met. Only when you reach it can you memorize it all at once and understand it smoothly. If you can't reach the intelligence, you can only learn slowly and step by step. ”

Suddenly, a message flashed through Garon's mind. "There is also an archery competition and a sword fighting competition! These two Ying'er have to participate in one, and if she wins, the third place will have a prize of 10,000 yuan. I don't know how Garon's bow and swordsmanship are?"

As soon as this doubt flashed in his heart, he immediately saw that under his field of vision, the symbols showing the subject items were slowly changing, and they were replaced by three attributes: swordsmanship, archery, and basic fighting.

Swordsmanship: Beginner. Archerry: Elementary. Basic Fighting: Beginner.

"I don't know if I can add attributes to these skills," Garon suddenly had an idea.

He tried to focus on the first sword technique, and the air in his mind jumped violently, and he wanted to gush out.

"You can!!" he quickly stopped the flow and looked away, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart.

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