NOVEL WEB Chapter 128
"You kid is really a talent!" Seeing
Zhou Bin take the iron rod out of his clothes, Wang Heng gave him a thumbs up speechlessly.
He finally knew why the security guards were so cautious in dragging someone over today.
Who has nothing to do with a hardcore behind his back to play with a friend?!
And just this kid's posture of pumping irons, I don't know and think I'm here to seek revenge and fight
!"No way, be careful to sail a 10,000-year-old boat! This is a treasure that has been passed down from our ancestors for several generations!"
In order to prevent his bad luck, Zhou Bin also knew the truth that wealth was not exposed, and hid the baby.
It's just....
After this is hidden, it is even more concerning, and he is not even regarded as a good person!
"Okay, show me something!"
Wang Heng took the iron rod from Zhou Bin's hand.
The moment the white cloth was torn apart, a rusty jet-black iron rod came into Wang Heng's eyes.
The system is very user-friendly and the identification results are displayed in front of you.
Item: Whip
of the King Details: Tang Taizong Li Shimin gave the weapon of the founding general Wei Chi Gong, the upper beat the unconscious king, and the lower beat the minister, which can be called the Tang Dynasty version of the Shangfang sword!
Material: Steel
Age: 626 Quality: rusty, seriously damaged
Summary: Valuable, not white
Reference price: 6666-99.99
million yuan
Recovery price: 88.48 million yuan
Source: Unknown
"Fog Grass?!"
Looking at the identification results of the system, as well as the recovery price of the ghost animal, Wang Heng's heart was galloping.
Good guy, Wei Chigong's iron whip can still be preserved to this day!
Didn't this thing be broken when he beat Li Shimin's son
?!!" "I said Old Zhou, are you sure this thing is your family's ancestral thing? You're not joking with me?"
Wang Heng looked at Zhou Bin and asked suspiciously.
After all, if an old object is an ancestral heirloom, either the ancestor was bought and collected by a wealthy person, or it was taken over by relatives.
But Zhou Bin, the old boy's background, Wang Heng couldn't be too clear, in the last century, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is five generations of poor peasants!
Just this battle scumbag, it shouldn't have anything to do with someone like Wei Chigong who can fight.
"Of course no kidding! This thing has been passed down in our family for generations! I still remember when I was a child, my grandfather said that this thing hit my grandfather's grandfather and there was it!"
Good horn!"
Listening to Zhou Bin's serious explanation, Wang Heng could only believe this fact.
Because he also thought of a possibility.
That is Zhou Bin's ancestor, and he may also be a master of inverted fighting.
After all, this kind of treasure granted to individuals, even if it is not buried in the tomb, should be inherited by the descendants of the family, and there is no reason why it will fall into the hands of a person with a foreign surname.
Wang Heng looked at Zhou Bin, shook his head and said, "Brother, let me tell you the truth, you can't sell this thing at all when you get it on the scene, or in a regular place, you can't sell it at all!"
Something that has been passed down
from my ancestors for several generations can't even be sold at a price?! Not to mention that it is an object that can be traced back to the Republic of China, even if it is a broken porcelain jar, it can be worth a little money!
"No, Lao Wang, have you looked at it carefully? This is really an old object inherited from our ancestors!"
"I know, I didn't say that you were fake."
Looking at Zhou Bin's anxious look, Wang Heng hurriedly explained, and then said: "It's just that I said that regular places and channels, you can't buy and sell this thing, it's not legal, do you understand?" "It's not legal
?! What's illegal about this? It's just a very hardcore, not a gun barrel!"
Hearing Wang Heng say that it was illegal, Zhou Bin was extremely puzzled and jumped to his feet on the spot.
If it weren't for the excellent relationship between the two during the school period, and Wang Heng was an authority in this area, it is estimated that he would have already burst out of his mouth with a little cute
! And Wang Heng looked at him so anxiously, and he didn't bother to play him a dumb riddle, so he approached Zhou Bin and whispered: "The law stipulates that antiques before the Song Dynasty are called Gaogu, which belong to the state protected cultural relics, and are not allowed to be bought and sold, let alone personal collections!
So my broken pole is a pre-Song Dynasty object, is it a priceless treasure?"
"That's right, it's a thing that cannot be traded by law. "
Wang Heng bites the three words 'legally' very hard.
It is intended to remind Zhou Bin of the seriousness of this problem.
But as the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and this Zhou Bin is not a good buddy who graduated from a school with Wang Heng.
As soon as Wang Heng's reminder fell, he asked with a wicked smile: "Then if I deliberately say that this is the whip used by the Song Dynasty general Hu Yanzan, can I trade it?!"
You've listened to a lot of storytelling, right, but it's not impossible to try.
Listening to Zhou Bin's brain circuit, which was as outrageous as himself, Wang Heng couldn't cry or laugh.
If it is in the auction house, this trick may be able to try, after all, this thing was an extremely unpopular existence in ancient times, and there are very few people who have studied it, let alone those collectors.
But if it is sent to a special place for peddling or identification, it will be a bit of a meat bun beating a dog, and it will feel like throwing yourself into a net.
"Then what should I do?"
Wang Heng said that he could try.
But Zhou Bin looked at Wang Heng's strange expression, and his years of classmate experience told him that it was better not to try this matter.
"Otherwise, what do you think this thing is worth, if I can accept it, I will buy it, and then think of a way to make a move.
"But if it doesn't work out, or if you can't trust me, then I'll find someone to take you to the hanger auction, but how low the price is, how much the final transaction amount, is not something I can say."
"Anyway, it's up to you to choose, and that's the safest way I can think of."
Wang Heng looked at his classmates and friends for many years who were so embarrassed, and he couldn't help it, so he opened his mouth and made a move for Zhou Bin to choose.
But Zhou Bin is not a person who loves to gamble, when he said: "Then I'll sell it to you, you are a knowledgeable person, anyway, my family has been passed down for several generations, and it can be regarded as an heirloom, what is the price... 1 million!"
!!
listening to Zhou Bin's offer, Wang Heng was overjoyed.
Although I really wanted to respond refreshingly, thinking that it would be easy to make Zhou Bin suspicious, he paused for a while before nodding and saying, "Cheng! Give me your bank card number, and I will transfer money to you."
Wang Heng's voice was very flat, as if he was making an ordinary deal.
But Zhou Bin asked: "Lao Wang, I... Is the offer too high?".