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Chapter 347

By the way, after getting on the boat, Wang Guan kept carrying a duffel bag, with a wooden stick behind him, which was a bit like a knight. Of course, this was just his own thoughts. In the eyes of others, it seemed out of place.

At this time, when he heard that Mr. Anderson was going to see the wooden stick, Wang Guan hesitated for a while before taking it down and handing it over.

"A piece of wood, just carved some patterns, very ordinary things." Yu Feibai shook his head and said, "It is said that it has a history of hundreds of years, so it must be fooling people."

"This may not be." Wang Guan smiled, but said nothing more.

Seeing this, Yu Feibai felt a little more suspicious. He didn't notice it just now, but now he realized something was wrong. He knew that Wang Guan's temper was just an ordinary thing, and he would never pay so much attention, even to the point of carrying it with him.

"Can't it be said that the wooden stick is a very precious wood?" Yu Feibai guessed and looked closer. Judging from the texture of the wooden stick, the wood was not the familiar red sandalwood, yellow rosewood, and boxwood, and the texture was hard, so it was even more impossible to be

Agarwood...

Just as Yu Feibai was thinking, Mr. Anderson seemed to have finished reading it, and he raised his head and smiled: "Mr. Wang, if I read it correctly, this should be a Malay thing."

"Huh."

Wang Guan was very surprised and asked in surprise: "How did you know Mr. Anderson?"

“Decoration.”

Mr. Anderson pointed to the pattern on the handle of the wooden stick and smiled: "Although I don't know much about Malay culture, I have seen the same patterns on some Malay items, so I guess.

I thought I guessed it right."

"Mr. Anderson is really knowledgeable." Wang Guan said sincerely. After all, you have to remember some things to guess accurately. Otherwise, even if you guess a hundred times, you may not be able to be correct.

"If you see too much, you will always gain something." Mr. Anderson smiled and accepted Wang Guan's praise. It can be seen that although he understands Chinese, he is not a Chinese after all. He has not learned that kind of Chinese modesty.

Of course, when people are telling the truth, Wang Guan will naturally not be disgusted. Instead, he nodded and agreed: "Indeed, just like the old saying we often say, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Only by seeing more can you know a wide range of knowledge."

At the right time, Mr. Anderson pointed to his head and smiled and said, "In addition, this is also wisdom!"

Wang Guan suddenly smiled. Perhaps Mr. Anderson refers to his age or experience, but seeing his somewhat sparse hair, Wang Guan thought of a very clever joke.

Mr. Anderson may not understand what Wang Guan is laughing at, but it did not prevent him from showing a friendly smile and gestured to the wooden stick in his hand. Then he asked: "Wang, I want to collect this wooden stick, can you give it to me.

?”

"No, I want to collect it myself."

Wang looked at Mr. Anderson, and without thinking, he shook his head and refused.

"Wang. Don't rush to refuse."

Mr. Anderson was stunned and said quickly: "You should listen to the price I gave first, and then decide whether to agree or not. Friends who are familiar with me know that I have always been very generous to the items that touch me, and will definitely let you

Feel satisfied.”

"Mr. Anderson. I'll say something that may make you unhappy." At this time, Wang Guan looked around at the gold and silver utensils around and spread his hands and said, "Nothing here satisfies me."

"You don't sell it, you want to exchange it?" Mr. Anderson was very smart and immediately understood what Wang Guan meant, then frowned and said, "I offer a price of 100,000 US dollars, don't you want it?"

According to the current exchange rate, 100,000 US dollars is equivalent to more than 600,000 Chinese coins. A scepter with ordinary wood and simple patterns can be worth so much money, which is already a sky-high price.

However, Wang Guan was unmoved and continued to refuse, "Mr. Anderson, I'm sorry. I also like this thing very much and I don't want to transfer it."

"Wang, please consider it again." Mr. Anderson stretched out his hand and said, "I can increase the price and offer $500,000!"

"Five hundred thousand US dollars, more than three million Chinese coins!" Yu Feibai immediately said as soon as he converted: "Malay scepter is so valuable. When I look for a few pieces of wood to cut, wouldn't it be immediately 100 million yuan when I turn around.

A rich man.”

Of course, Yu Feibai was just joking, but he was sure now that this wooden stick was not simple. At that moment, he reached out to pick up the wooden stick and looked at it carefully, hoping to crack the mystery.

At the same time, Wang Guan chuckled: "Mr. Anderson, you are really sincere. If you are sure that you only have a wooden stick, then I agree to buy it for you for $500,000."

For a moment, Mr. Anderson was obviously hesitant and smiled and said, "The wooden stick is a whole, there should be no difference."

"Is there really a difference?" Wang Guan laughed, knowing that Mr. Anderson must have discovered something.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, a crisp sound rang out, and Wang Guan and Mr. Anderson quickly turned their heads to look. In an instant, the handle of the wooden stick and the body had been divided into two pieces, but a flash of light flashed in the middle, which was extremely exquisite.

Blade.

"Hehe, I said you are so excited about robbing. It turns out that you are hiding the sword in the stick." Yu Feibai looked proud and slowly pulled out the sharp blade.

This sharp blade is about fifty centimeters, with a very unique shape, a very delicate surface, and a beautiful texture, which is as clearly visible as a relief. In addition, the blade body is a bit curved, as if it is in the form of a snake.

Just as everyone was looking at the sharp blade, Yu Feibai wrinkled his nose and said in confusion: "Where does the fragrance come from?"

"What fragrance?"

Wang Guan was stunned, and immediately felt the faint fragrance floating in the air. He originally thought it was the perfume sprayed by Mr. Anderson's room. After all, in his impression, Westerners should use perfume more frequently.

However, the next second later, Wang Guan discovered that Xiangyuan actually came from the sharp blade in Yu Feibai's hand.

"Malays Scented Blade."

At this moment, Anderson said in surprise: "It's actually the fragrant blade."

"Malays!"

Yu Feibai reacted and said in surprise: "Is this the Malay blade, one of the three famous swords in the world?"

"The world's three famous swords?" Wang Guan asked curiously: "It seems that I haven't heard much."

"If there is no share in China, it is naturally not very popular." Yu Feibai said casually: "Besides, it was selected by the Western world, and many people are very dissatisfied."

"What do you mean?" Wang Guan asked.

"The so-called three famous swords in the world refer to Damascus sword, Malayan sword, and Japanese samurai sword." Yu Feibai felt a little uncomfortable: "Now you should understand why everyone doesn't promote it and don't accept it."

"There is no way to be unwilling to accept it."

Wang Guan suddenly realized and smiled bitterly: "When he was in line with the world, China's national strength was already very weak and backward. In this case, who would be interested in understanding the historical origins of a weak country. Besides, I want to let others take the initiative.

Understand the situation, you should show something convincing yourself.”

"That's true." Yu Feibai nodded and said, "As far as I know, the casting technology of Malay blades has basically disappeared now. However, when the Netherlands invaded the Malay Islands, their musket and steel pipes were often erected.

The horse-drawn blade was cut off, and the sharp tip of the knife could pierce their bodies in one go."

"What's even more terrifying is that some of the exquisite patterns on the surface of the Malay Blade are venom-tempered. Once they are slashed, they will kill people. This naturally impressed the Dutch, and they regard the Malay Blade as a devil's weapon."

Yu Feibai said in a daze: "However, no matter how powerful the cold weapons are, they are not as good as muskets and cannons. In the end, the Malay Islands were conquered, and the extremely sharp Malay blades became trophy. Ironically, the horses

The people who came lost the war, but the acrys won honor. Unfortunately, after Western countries ruled the Malay Islands, Malays were forbidden from wearing acrys. This casting technology naturally declined and was gradually lost."

"Of course, there may be someone who has mastered this craft, but we don't know."

Yu Feibai added, and sighed a little, "No matter what, whether it is the Damascus knife, the Malay blade, or the Japanese samurai sword, the sharpness of it has been truly seen by Westerners.

And admit their power. Only Chinese swords are worse than each generation. I guess only we ourselves know, how can others know it?"

Wang Guan deeply agreed. According to the history of China's sword development and the bronze sword making craftsmanship in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it was the best in the world. However, when Qin unified the world, it immediately sold out the world's soldiers and forged twelve bronze men.

Fortunately, in the Western Han Dynasty, the Eastern Han Dynasty recovered its vitality and even made great progress. However, after the Three Kingdoms, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the Five Barbarians invaded China, etc., all the messy things came and the vitality dispersed again.

Fortunately, the next step was the Tang Dynasty's Modao, sweeping the world, and the blade pointed out, and it was invincible. It was an exciting and heroic era. Unfortunately, after the Anshi Rebellion, it immediately declined from prosperity and then passed after the Song Dynasty.

The world of righteousness and the situation where several households in the Yuan Dynasty shared a kitchen knife, the martial artist's sword culture was basically in an interruption stage.

Needless to say, in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang was originally a small peasant, and started his rebellion and took over the world, so he was particularly afraid that others would rebel, so he implemented the national policy of emphasizing literature and suppressing martial arts.

Finally, there is the so-called Kangxi and Qianlong prosperous era, which is known as the last glory of the feudal dynasty. There is no need to slander it. In fact, the national strength, including military power, was ranked among the best in the world in that period.

However, it was the so-called enlightened monarch, the emperor who had come into contact with Western civilization, immediately realized the harm of these ideas, and then closed the country without hesitation, believing that learning the mindset of an ostrich can lead to long-term stability.

Moreover, after the Emperor of Eternal Relief on the Red Cannons brought by Western missionaries to quell the Three Feudal Rebellion, he immediately sealed the cannons and exiled the official staff who mastered the art of casting artillery. He must have sighed.

Muskets and cannons killed countless people, which hurt the heavens. In fact, it was just a fear that the Han people would pick up muskets and cannons to drive out Tatars and restore China.

Thinking of this, Wang Guancai lamented that the history of ancient weapons was simply a process of self-severance... (To be continued)
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