Chapter 196

Mo Shutong transferred two million yuan in front of Liu fan, admiring Cui Zhigang.

He has been in the antique industry for more than ten years, and his income is not enough to compensate. Liu Fan just bought a jar casually and made a net profit of two million yuan!

They all blame themselves for their lack of culture, Cui Zhigang thought.

The end of the transaction is the time to taste tea. The strong aroma of tea permeates the whole wanqiantang hall. Mo Shutong and Li xishen are intoxicated and enjoy it.

Wang Fu can't help licking his lips. He is indignant. Why does Cui Zhigang have to stand when he can drink?

"Little brother, I don't drink this tea for nothing. Recently, a good thing came into the shop. Mo Lao is also here. Today I'll show it to you."

Li Xi suddenly said mysteriously, which immediately aroused the interest of Liu Fan and Mo Shutong.

"Come and see."

Don't connect with others.

Soon, Li Xi came out of the back hall with a four foot long lacquer black box in his hands. Li Xi's expression was dignified and cautious.

"This is the sword box?"

Liu Fan took a look and was shocked.

The ancient swords usually used scabbard as the shell, but if the weapons were too many or too expensive, they would also be wrapped in a sword case.

The golden ring reappeared in his eyes. Under the golden pupil, he saw the things in the sword box.

In the sword box, there is an ancient bronze sword, which is dark. It gives Liu Fan the intuition that it is not a sword, but a black eye.

It seems that the material of this sword is not only bronze, but also some rare metal materials.

Mo Shutong was also surprised. He didn't expect Li Xi to take out a sword box. "What famous sword is inside?"

Li Xi nodded with a smile and said: "the old man guessed it well. This sword is in my hand because of the chance. Please have a good look."

Then he put the sword box on the table and opened it slowly.

A black sword, three feet six inches long and one inch eight minutes wide, appeared in front of everyone.

It's three feet and six inches. It implies the number of days. It's one inch and eight minutes. It fits half of Tiangang.

"This sword is invincible and without the slightest lethality. It's deep and dark. It seems to be an integral whole without any trace of carving. Good sword, good sword!"

Mo Shutong's eyes were filled with exclamation and praise, but he said: "although it's a good sword, it's too generous and kind. It doesn't agree with me."

He shook his head and sighed, and the color of appreciation disappeared.

Li Xi was shocked when he heard Mo's words, and his eyes were full of respect: "the old man's eyes are as bright as a torch. Just one look, he has already guessed 7788. Little Li Zi admires him!"

Mo Shutong shook his head, looked at Liu Fan and said, "I'm afraid I'm not the only one who can guess the origin of this sword."

Li Xi's vision then falls on Liu Fan.

"Little brother, can you see that too?"

Li Xi naturally did not know Liu Fan's ability, but Mo Shutong understood that such a young doctor of archaeology with excellent eyesight could not be regarded as ordinary people.

Moreover, with his insight into people, he had already seen the subtle changes in Liu Fan's expression.

Liu Fan frowned and had the answer in his heart. He hesitated and said, "is it the ancient sword that has disappeared for thousands of years, Zhanlu?"

It is said that Zhanlu was made by master Ou Yezi in the spring and Autumn period. It is the head of the famous sword in ancient times. It changed its owner from generation to generation. It was once held by Xue Rengui and Yue Fei, but disappeared after Yue Fei.

Now, this ancient sword appears in front of my eyes?