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"Don't rush to complain, these things are actually pretty good..."

At this moment, Wang Guan carefully looked at the weapons on the fight and turned around to advise Cai Peng. He did not speak against his conscience. These weapons were really good. Although there were some rust marks, each weapon was generally intact. Compared with the broken antique weapons in some antique shops, the quality of these weapons was not very bad.

"What's good?" Cai Peng frowned into the character "Chuan" and kept shaking his head: "If I took something like this, I would definitely be laughed to death by the guy named Hu."

"This is also..." Wang Guan nodded gently.

Things have two sides. Compared with the antique swords in antique shops, the weapons on this shelf are indeed better, but considering Mr. Hu’s careful layout, the Japanese swords on his hand must be a fine product. Compared with the fine product, it is naturally a matter of hitting the stone with eggs, which makes it boring to make it.

"Actually, I think... that sword seems good." At this moment, Cai Peng suddenly pointed his hand at the center of the room, where a small glass cabinet was placed.

A long sword was placed in the glass cabinet. Unlike other weapons, the sword body and scabbard were separated and misplaced, forming a cross, which had a bit of charm.

Of course, the most important thing is that even if there are glass cabinets separated, through transparent glass, everyone can clearly see clearly that this sword emits a shiny light under the reflection of the light, giving people a sense of danger that is full of sharpness and unstoppable.

"Mr. Cai, you don't have to worry about it."

At the right time, Lao Meng smiled bitterly and said, "You will know when you look at the placement. That sword must be Mr. Xin's treasure. Even if you want to buy it, he is not willing to sell it."

"It's true, you can't make money even if you have money." Cai Peng was very upset and turned around and said, "Can't you think of a way?"

“It’s not a matter of money.”

Sha Qingfeng and others shook their heads one after another. As art agents, they often deal with all kinds of collectors. Of course, they have met people like strong men. They cherish something very much and do not intend to take action at all. It is useless to just spend money. They even think that you are vulgar and will not welcome you to the door in the future.

Wang Guan is completely understandable in this mood. After all, he also has many treasures that others care about. Naturally, he is most annoyed by those who think about his treasures, so he fully understands the mentality of a strong man who cherishes his own self-deprecating.

"What else can it be if it's not money." Cai Peng was naturally dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice: "When I... just bring 100 million cash over and fill the whole room, and see that he can't move."

"Stop talking nonsense." Wang Guan waved his hand and said casually: "When you have inherited your family business, you will be qualified to say this."

It hit Cai Peng's life, leaving him speechless. Although he waved the check book just now, he looked like a wealthy person, in fact, his account deposits were also limited. Anyway, there was definitely not 100 million.

Cai Peng stumbled and said helplessly: "What do you think you should do? Even if I admit defeat, I can't use these rags to joke with Hu..."

"Cold salmon. The weapons here are not very good anyway."

At this time, Wang Guan's voice became a little louder and he said carelessly: "In the entire warehouse, except for the Longquan Sword cast by Mr. Zhou, the Zhengwu Hall, placed in the middle, is worth seeing. The other things are all average goods, and it doesn't matter whether you buy them or not."

"Just just said that the thing is good, why did you suddenly change your words?" Cai Peng was a little confused.

However, a knowing smile flashed in Lao Meng and others' eyes, and they obviously understood what Wang Guan's sudden change was intended. This is a provocation method, and the provocation method is an open conspiracy. Even if you know that the other party is provoking him, sometimes the stimulated person will be fooled.

For example, now, after hearing Wang Guan’s comments, the strong man couldn’t help but retort: ​​“If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense, my collections are of the best quality…”

"Does the best quality also include these things?" Wang Guanxiao asked, and swept it up next to it, then picked up a long knife covered with rust spots. His wrist swayed, and the gray rust on the long knife fell, silently rejecting the praise of the strong man's high-quality quality.

Seeing this, the strong man suddenly had nothing to say.

"But it is, too."

At this time, Wang Guan continued to smile and said, "If you take a modern sword as the treasure of the warehouse, you can also know how high the 'gold content' of the cold weapon in this warehouse is."

"Who told you that the sword is the treasure of the warehouse?" the strong man snorted: "That was specially set up to watch. I will change a different weapon there every few days so that it is convenient for me to enjoy it."

"Is that true?" Wang Guan smiled, his face full of obvious suspicion.

"snort."

The strong man stopped talking and took action directly, walked to a wall, reached out to a dazzling array of weapons, gently took off a dagger, and handed it to Wang Guan without saying a word.

However, when Wang Guan took the dagger and looked carefully, he found that this thing was more of a scimitar than a dagger. It was a small and exquisite scimitar with sharpness.

"Zheng!"

Wang Guan pulled out the weapon and saw that the shape of the things was quite strange. Of course, the so-called strangeness was compared to the Chinese dagger. A crescent shape formed between the head of the handle and the blade, and the head of the knife was relatively wide. This shape was undoubtedly a foreign knife.

Wang Guan weighed it a little and found that the weapon had a heavy head and light feet, wide front and narrow back, thick back and thin blade. When swung, it had a lethality like an axe, and it should be a powerful weapon for close combat.

"Do you know what this is?" At this time, the strong man sneered: "Don't look small, but if you really cut down with one knife, you will definitely cut off a person's head."

Wang Guan didn't doubt it, and then looked at Lao Meng and others, intending to ask for advice humbly.

"I seem to have seen this thing somewhere." At the same time, a middle-aged man pondered and thoughtfully said: "It should be a relatively famous thing..."

"Gurkha!"

At this moment, someone called out the name of the weapon and explained slowly: "This is the national sword of Nepal and one of the world's famous swords. However, before the 19th century, people were still unfamiliar with this kind of sword. Until 1814, Britain sent 30,000 troops to fight in Nepal. The combat effectiveness of the Gurkha soldiers left a deep impression on the arrogant British soldiers."

"Especially, this Gurkha scimitar made some British soldiers afraid of seeing it, and from then on, it also made the Gurkha scimitar famous all over the world. If I read it correctly, this scimitar should be the spoils harvested by British soldiers back then. It has a history of two hundred years, but the blade is still so shining, which is very rare..."

After that person's explanation, everyone suddenly realized.

At the same time, Wang Guan felt a little uncomfortable. Whether it was the Malays in Malaysia or the Gurkha scimitar in Nepal, they all made the invaders suffer a lot and became famous at home and abroad. However, what else could be done when the foreign coalition forces invaded?

No wonder so many people hate the Qing Dynasty now. The pride of the five thousand years was smashed to pieces because of the ruling class at that time. Until now, they have not completely recovered. Who would you not be so bad?

Of course, as a loser, at least there are things that people respect, at least weapons that can be used to show off. China, which is the origin of the technology of casting troops, can only prove itself through commemoration. This is also a kind of sadness.

Just as Wang Guan sighed, Cai Peng's eyes lit up and hesitated: "I want this, how much does it cost?"

“Not selling.”

The strong man waved his hand and said with a cold face: "Apart from those in the corners, everything else is not sold."

"There is no non-selling product in this world, it's just a matter of how much money it costs." Cai Peng didn't believe it, and he waved the check book habitually and said, "Is one million enough? Or two million enough..."

What a sucker. Those who open a store like to meet such customers the most.

Lao Meng and others wanted to agree to the strong man, but unfortunately he was unmoved. Instead, he reached out to Wang Guan to ask for the things back, then wiped them carefully, and then hung them again on the wall.

"You think about it again."

Cai Peng didn't give up and continued, "How about you quoting a price, and if it's right, I'll buy it directly."

"snort."

The strong man curled his lips and waved his hand, "I said, don't sell it! In addition, do you want the things in the corner? If you don't, you can leave. Don't disturb me to rest."

This was a ban on expelling guests, which naturally made Cai Peng angry and his face became very ugly. However, compared to the strong man's physique, Cai Peng was also very wise to sulk and did not dare to curse.

Besides, everyone is also civilized, and they refuse customers, and they are embarrassed to stay away. They have to look at me and I look at you, and for a moment they are helpless.

"Since that's the case, everyone... keep looking at those things." Wang Guan smiled, turned around and walked to the corner, picked up the weapons on the rack and looked at them slowly. Of course, this time, he looked at them, but he didn't look at them with his naked eyes.

In order to gain time, Wang Guan directly opened his special ability to scan. For a moment, all the weapons on the wooden frame came into view, but then he was very disappointed. Most of the dozens of weapons on the wooden frame had no reaction, and only seven or eight swords had a faint white light flow. However, this situation is enough to show that the quality of these weapons is not good.

Sure enough, I can't always expect to pick up treasures in the garbage dump...

Wang Guan sighed in his heart, and his special ability continued to spread, covering the entire house. He went straight to screening, and immediately saw a piece of gorgeous treasure light floating, either strong or weak.

"There are many good things."
Chapter completed!