Although even Que'er didn't know what kind of magic weapon it was, Qin Shaojie was certain that it was definitely not a powerful magic weapon.
Similarly, no matter how poor a cultivator is, he will not sell his own magic tools - of course, he cannot say for sure what others have.
What practitioners pursue is the way of heaven, a kind of eternity that transcends heaven and earth. To them, money and other things are usually like seeing a mangy dog. They can't be said to be very annoying, but they don't want to get them either.
The only thing that is certain is that the owner of the magical weapon has been completely destroyed. Only the trace of breath that still exists on the magical weapon is felt by Que'er.
The three of them walked through the crowd and came to a stall, where Que'er stopped.
"Brother, that breath comes from here." Que'er said softly.
Qin Shaojie nodded calmly and took a look at the stall. The stall owner was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He was not tall, had a shaved head, and was slightly fat, but his eyes revealed everything.
A burst of shrewd energy.
Before Qin Shaojie and others arrived, they happened to see him seeing off a customer. It seemed that something had been sold for a good price, and his shrewd little eyes narrowed with laughter.
"Guys, let me tell you what you are interested in." When the middle-aged man saw Qin Shaojie and others coming over, he felt that he was going to make money again.
First of all, he is different from others. When others see Qin Shaojie and others, they first look at their appearance. After all, the combination of handsome guys and beautiful women is very common, but the combination of one handsome guy and two super beauties is not common, and it still appears in the antique market.
place.
What he was looking at was the clothing and temperament of Qin Shaojie and others, so that he could judge whether they had money based on this aspect.
Qin Shaojie nodded, squatted down and looked at the stall.
Like other street stalls, most of them are coins from various dynasties, as well as some porcelain bottles and the like, and there is also a cigarette pot and pot. According to the stall owner, it was used by Ji Xiaolan, a famous bachelor in the Qing Dynasty.
Que'er pulled Qin Shaojie's sleeve and said, "Brother, look."
Qin Shaojie looked along where Que'er was pointing, and found a silver disk similar to a plate placed among a pile of coins. The size was about the same as his King of Qin's bone mirror, but there was something on the King of Qin's bone mirror.
It is brass-colored, and the shadow of a person can be clearly illuminated inside, but this thing is like a silver plate. There is nothing strange on it, and no one can be seen in it. Except for the decorative pattern around it, Qin Shaojie
I can't see anything special about it.
However, this thing reminded him of the sterling silver dinner plate he used for breakfast at Lindsell's house.
"This thing is the magic weapon you mentioned? What era is it from?" Qin Shaojie asked Que'er through his voice.
"I don't know either," Que'er said. "But it must be it. I can feel a trace of breath remaining on it."
"What about you? Can you tell?" Qin Shaojie asked Dou Ruomei again.
"I don't know." Dou Ruomei also didn't understand. "But it's definitely not something from modern times. The patterns on it are not the patterns used for decoration in modern times. I can't feel the atmosphere on it, but I can't rule out that it's something from modern times.
Possibility of counterfeiting.”
Qin Shaojie nodded, looked at the stall owner, and asked, "Boss, my sister likes this thing. What is it?"
"Oh? What do you mean?" The stall owner's face darkened a little. He didn't expect that these handsome guys and beauties actually valued his plate that had not been sold for several years.
"This is a mirror holder," the stall owner said. "It's just that the mirror on it is broken. If you like it, I'll sell it to you cheaper."
"I want it," Qin Shaojie said with a smile. "But you have to tell me what dynasty it is from. If we want to buy a mirror, we can buy it anywhere. The main thing is to see if it has any collection value."
"Well..." The stall owner was a little embarrassed for a moment.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me that you in this business don't know the origin of this thing." Qin Shaojie asked strangely.
"No, no." The stall owner quickly shook his head and said. "Brother, to be honest, I really can't tell the origin of this thing. I also collected this thing by chance. I can only tell that it is
It’s not a counterfeit, but I really can’t tell what year it is from.”
"You dare to accept it even if you can't tell? You're not afraid of being punished to death." Qin Shaojie asked in surprise.
"Hehe." The stall owner smiled awkwardly and said, "This thing is cheap. It was only five thousand yuan when I bought it. Because I couldn't tell the year, I paid it according to the price in silver."
"I have also asked some experts." The stall owner continued. "The patterns on this thing are similar to the carvings of the Pre-Qin period. However, you must know that the Pre-Qin period belongs to the late Bronze Age, and bronze carvings have become very common.
, mostly with dragon and phoenix patterns as the main theme of carvings. However, this thing looks very much like it is made of silver, but the carvings on it are not representative of the Qin Dynasty. Those experts said that maybe this thing is from a older age.
Earlier. But, I don’t think it’s possible.”
"Oh? How come it's impossible?" Qin Shaojie also became interested. He didn't expect that the stall owner was talking quite sensibly.
"Brother, to tell you the truth, if you think about it, if it was earlier than the Qin Dynasty, unless it came from the outside world, how could it be made of silver? Another thing is, this thing looks like a mirror
A mirror holder was used, but at that time, the technology of refining glass had not yet appeared, so I think those experts are talking nonsense, but I think this thing is just a plate."
"Yeah." Qin Shaojie nodded and asked. "Okay, no matter what it is, since my sister likes it, I want it. You can set a price."
"Ah?" The boss was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly. "Brother, I told you the truth. I paid 5,000 yuan for this thing, and it's been three or four years since I put it away. If you want it sincerely.
"
As he spoke, the stall owner stretched out two fingers and said, "Give me the number."
"Two thousand?" Qin Shaojie asked in surprise.
The stall owner's little eyes almost bulged out of his eyes when he heard Qin Shaojie's quotation. "Brother, are you kidding me? I said 20,000. If it were 2,000, I would really pay to my death."
"
"Oh, twenty thousand." Indeed, he nodded clearly and said, "Okay, I'll take it."
After saying that, Qin Shaojie put his hand into the Qiankun bag and fumbled for a while, took out two stacks of red bills, handed them to the stall owner, and said, "Let's take a look."
"No, no, I can trust you." The stall owner smiled so hard that he could hardly see his eyes.
After seeing off Qin Shaojie, the stall owner laughed evilly.
He originally got this thing from a beggar on the roadside for 200 yuan. He sold it for 20,000 yuan, which was a hundredfold, and he made a lot of money.