The fifth section of the cabinet is a great guy

  More than 200 yuan a bottle of Xifeng wine is already considered a good wine.

  The shop had just opened, and there were no customers inside. The old man was sitting at the counter, smoking a tobacco pouch.

  The wine was placed on the table, but Lao Hua didn't even give it a glance, his gaze fixed solely on the knife handle exposed from the cloth bundle.

  "Old Master! Recognize!" Li Yuanxing used the tone he usually joked with Lao Huazi at night. In fact, in this antique market, whoever saw Lao Huazi would respectfully call him "Old Master". This old man was a connoisseur, and there was nothing he couldn't understand.

  The old man slapped his tobacco pouch on the edge of the table a few times and then stretched out his left hand: "Hand it over!"

  "A real Tang knife!" Li Yuanxing was still very respectful to Guizai, because Guizai was a man of great skill. Decades ago, he had fought on the battlefield with Li Yuanxing's grandfather and later moved to Beijing to live. In recent years, he had grown old and returned to his hometown, but was attracted by this black shop, so he considered it home.

  "A bit of eye power, the Tang Dynasty horizontal knife. What a pity! The cabinet master shed tears, stroking the blade while crying: "It wasn't kept well, the blade is injured, it's injured!"

  Li Yuanxing was startled. If anything happened to this old man, his own grandfather would jump out of the grave and slap him.

  "Master of the cabinet, master of the cabinet. This is just a sample, there are two more good ones, truly good ones."

  "It's true!" The cabinet master's eyes changed, with a hint of murderous intent. Although the aura couldn't compare to Qin Yong's ferocity, it still sent shivers down Li Yuanxing's spine.

  Li Yuanxing's mind was racing, and he immediately had an idea: "There are two more, one of which the other side said has a history. Legend has it that during the Xuanwu Gate Incident..." At this point, Li Yuanxing hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether to get one from Li Er or Qin Qiong after returning to the Tang Dynasty, rather than using an ordinary soldier's sword.

  "Shut it!" Cabinet Master roared, pointing at the big gate. Wang Wu immediately ran over to close the door.

  "At the time of Xuanwu Gate, Qin Qiong was carrying a knife with Li Yuanji's blood on it. That knife is well-preserved!" Li Yuanxing's words made Guiziyu's eyes dazed and lost. Li Yuanxing continued: "Guiziyu, can that knife be sold for a good price?"

  Bang!

  A loud slap landed on Li Yuanxing's face: "You good-for-nothing, you're a waste of space."

  Gui Ye picked up the Tang knife and was about to chop Li Yuanxing, but it scared the other three people out of their wits. Before they could stop him, Gui Ye put down the knife and picked up a bottle of 300-yuan wine, intending to smash it on Li Yuanxing's head, cursing: "Using a knife would damage the knife!"

  It was not easy to persuade Guizi down, Li Yuanxing put on a pitiful look: "Guizi, you know that. Xiaoqi's injury needs to be treated, otherwise I'll be worried for the rest of my life if it leaves any sequelae."

  "Follow me! Money is nothing!" The shopkeeper got angry.

  Wang Wu drove the car again, this time directly taking five people to the Provincial Museum. Gu Ye held the long knife in both hands, his face heavy, and none of the four young men dared to say a word along the way.

  "Go find the curator!" After getting off the car, Guan Ye finally spoke up, and his gloomy face also relaxed a bit. Xiao Hou immediately ran quickly to the gatekeeper's place.

  The office area of the provincial museum is there, Wang Wu doesn't know, so they chose a parking lot facing the visitors.

  The doorman was about to drive them away when he saw an old man carrying a long knife walking towards him. The old man's demeanor was that of a big shot. The doorman had seen thousands of people, but still had some discerning eye and immediately picked up his pen and paper: "Please state your reason so I can report it to my superiors!"

  "Tell Chang Hong to arrange for someone to prepare for identification and get tea ready, the old man's surname is Li!"

  The old man spoke, and the gatekeeper didn't dare to be slow for half a moment, immediately making an internal call. Director Chang, who had just sat down in his office with a newspaper, heard the secretary's report, threw the newspaper on the ground, and hurriedly walked out while saying to the secretary: "Immediately ask Director Zhang to arrange the appraisal room, open the small guest room, take out my collection of good tea. Quick."

  The secretary was stunned for a moment, and Director Chang had already walked out.

  Chang walked to the door and turned back to shout: "Faster, must be faster, must be good!"

  The secretary hastened to set off at once.

  The gatekeeper did not receive any response and didn't dare to urge him, he just told the cabinet master that someone had already gone to find the director.

  Before long, a fat man rushed out of the inside, panting and gasping for breath, completely disregarding everyone's astonished gaze. He ran to the front of the cabinet master and bowed deeply: "Chang Hong came out too slowly, lazy Master!" His attitude was as respectful as possible, and the people around him changed from astonishment to admiration.

  Those who can come to the museum early in the morning are mostly people with deep culture and cultivation.

  "Tan Hengdao!" The old man handed over the knife, and Chang Hong respectfully received it with both hands, taking only one glance: "It looks real, and after verifying the era, it will be even more reliable!"

  "Go!" The cabinet master remained icy cold.

  At this time, the old man Guizai made Li Yuanxing and others stare blankly, they were all stunned. Is this still the same old man who could joke around and laugh heartily? The director of a provincial museum personally came to welcome him, respectfully addressing him as "teacher". What did this old man used to do in Beijing? It seems that from now on, he dare not call him "old flower" again, but should call him Guizai!

  "A few younger brothers are also invited!" Director Chang said with a smile when he learned that Li Yuanxing and Gui Ye had come together.

  The results of the appraisal drove the museum staff crazy. A Tang Dynasty sword that was preserved so well can absolutely be classified as a cultural relic.

  The old man said at this time: "Sell it, sell for a good price. My grandson needs money and wants to use it to buy another one!"

  "Another one?" As soon as Chang Hong heard that it was going to be sold, he had planned to persuade his teacher. How could such a thing be easily said to be sold? But the teacher's patriotism and love for cultural relics were famous throughout the country, and when he heard about another one, Chang Hong's heart became unsettled.

  "Xingwa is my grandson, I trust what he says. And another thing, the one used by Qin Qiong during the Xuanwu Gate Incident, give it to him! The rest, let my grandson clean them up!"

  One sentence washed away all his doubts, and Li Yuanxing secretly praised the cleverness of Gui Ye.

  The broken Tang sword is sold, but it was used by Qin Qiong during the Xuanwu Gate Incident, that's a cultural relic. Donating it to the museum is the safest way, and with the help of Director Chang in the future, the more I think about it, the better it sounds.

  At this time, Li Yuanxing opened his backpack again.

  Gui Ye and Chang Hong are experts among experts, not those pseudo-experts, but real experts. They can tell that this is an antique at a glance. Especially that lacquerware, in the Tang Dynasty, it wasn't something that could be used just because you had money, it was truly a utensil for the aristocracy.

  "This must be mine!" Chang Hong stared at the wooden bowl.