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"What?" Old Master Yan was even more puzzled.

"Old Yan, if you think this thing is bad luck, why not give it to me."

Elder Song's eyes were shining brightly, he held the dagger in his hand as if protecting a baby, and refused to let go.

"How about I exchange the inkstone of Han Qiufeng from Ming Dynasty at my house with you?"

Elder Song's words shocked everyone.

what?

Song Lao actually wanted to exchange the inkstone of Han Qiufeng, a great calligrapher of the Ming Dynasty, for a broken dagger?

This is too exaggerated, right?

Mr. Yan looked at Mr. Song who was full of excitement, and didn't understand why this humble dagger made his old friend so happy.

"Old Yan, didn't you just want the inkstone in my hand before, let's take this opportunity to exchange it."

Seeing that respected Mr. Song holding a dagger, Xu Tian was as happy as a child, but also looked dazed.

He bought this dagger from that naughty woman for only 1 yuan. No matter what, it can't be compared with the inkstones of everyone in the Ming Dynasty, right?

"Old Yan, since you have no objection, then it's settled. I'll have someone bring that inkstone over to you tomorrow." Song Lao held the dagger firmly in his hand, and wanted to take the inkstone directly after the banquet. Things to take away.

Although Mr. Yan didn't know what the name of this dagger was, he was not stupid. He immediately realized that this dagger could make Mr. Song pay so much attention to it. It must not be an ordinary object, so he immediately said:

"No change."

"You don't like it, why don't you change it?"

Song Lao refused to return the dagger: "Why don't I give you the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in my family?"

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

There were bursts of gasps all around again.

For a dagger, Mr. Song even exchanged Han Qiufeng's inkstone and the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

How much is this dagger worth?

No matter how slow the surrounding guests were, they could still react at this time. This seemingly ordinary dagger is definitely not simple.

"Old Yan, don't be fooled by old man Song. He is a man who picks up leaks everywhere, but he has never opened his eyes. This dagger has hidden secrets."

An old man on the other side of Mr. Yan suddenly reminded him.

"I won't change." Mr. Yan's face was expressionless, and he didn't know if he really didn't want to change, or because of the reminder from the old man next to him, he was vigilant.

"Really not to change?"

Elder Song was very regretful: "Can you think about it again?"

Mr. Yan said righteously: "This is a gift from my grandson, and I won't exchange it for anything."

The corner of Xu Tian's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the words, and he thought to himself that Mr. Yan seemed very worried that Mr. Song would be snatched away by this dagger, so he actually came up with such a reason that the other party could not refute.

He and Mr. Yan met for the first time today, and there was no friendship at all. He didn't believe that the other party would cherish the gift he gave so much.

The reason why Mr. Yan is so determined not to exchange with Mr. Song now is because Mr. Song's desire for daggers is too obvious, and a smart person can understand at a glance that there must be another reason.

No matter what old master Yan's real purpose is, his words are a recognition of Xu Tian's identity to other guests.

When they looked at Xu Tian again, their eyes were a little more envious.

Song Lao originally wanted to fight for it, but after Mr. Yan said so, he couldn't say anything more.

In the end, he put the dagger back into the box with regret.

Afterwards, the old men around Mr. Yan rushed to pass on the dagger that Xu Tian had given them.

But no matter how much they researched, they didn't see any tricks.

This is also reasonable, after all, among these old men, only Song Lao has the highest cultural attainments and knows the most about antiques.

The second is Mr. Yan. Although Mr. Yan also likes to collect antiques, but his experience is not as Mr. Song told him, he can't see the mystery of this dagger, let alone the others.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Mr. Song couldn't help smoothing things over.

"Old man Yan, this kid gave such a big gift for the first time we met. How can this be a grandson? He treats you better than his own grandson. Why can't I meet such a sensible junior? You refuse to give up the dagger. Why don't you give this kid to me?"

"You have a good plan."

Mr. Yan glared at Mr. Song, but there was a little smug expression on his face.

"Old Song, don't be fooled, what's the secret of the dagger Xu Tian gave you?" An old man next to him asked curiously.

Elder Yan pricked up his ears when he heard the words, waiting for Elder Song's answer.

Not only these old men, but even the guests present today are very curious about the origin of this dagger.

Seeing that everyone looked thirsty for knowledge, Mr. Song turned his back on him. He took off his presbyopic glasses, picked up the teacup in front of him, and sipped tea leisurely.

"Old Song, you really said it!"

The old man was impatient, he snatched the teacup from Song Lao's hand, and asked.

"This dagger is from the Warring States Period."

Elder Song was not annoyed at being robbed of his teacup, but mysteriously glanced at the old men around him, and then deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard of General Jinjia?"

"Golden armor general?"

A thin old man with white beard spoke.

"I heard that it was a general of Zhao State in the Warring States Period. He was famous for his bravery and skill in fighting. This dagger is one of the favorite weapons of General Jinjia."

"At the European auction before, a Chinese took out an ancestral treasure as the finale auction, which was the dagger of General Jinjia, but according to the Chinese's recollection, the ancestral daggers were a pair, and one of them was accidentally handed down because of the war. lost."

"I was at that auction at the time, and I was lucky enough to identify the real thing. It is exactly the same as the one in Lao Yan's hand. This is a peerless treasure!"

Mr. Yan's eyes moved slightly, and his fingertips trembled a little.

He is an antique collector, but because of his limited experience, he has bought a lot of fakes. The most precious genuine ones in his home are only a few porcelain vases from the late Qing Dynasty. But not big.

He looked at the dagger in his hand again. At first he thought it was a bad luck, but now he thought it was the best gift he had ever received in his life.

On the other side, Zhang Yuzhen and Su Weixin stared blankly at the broken dagger that made them disgusted, but they didn't expect this piece of broken metal to be such a treasure.

"But, didn't Xu Tian just say that he didn't send this thing? Could it be a mistake?"

Zhang Yuzhen didn't want Xu Tian to show off, and wanted to argue, but was dragged back by Su Mingli.

After she finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly fell into a momentary silence.