My life of martial arts training

After playing two sets of Rainbow Stone Boxing and resting for about an hour, Shen Yuan rushed to the inner city.

"Xiaohu, Uncle Lu, are you back?"

As soon as they closed the courtyard door, they saw Lu Xiaohu and his family returning home with farm tools and mud still on their clothes.

"Brother Yuan, are you ready to go out?" Lu Xiaohu put down the farm tools and asked with a smile.

Lu Jingfu nodded, not daring to look directly at Shen Yuan.

"Well, has the land been plowed today?"

"Okay, these few months of martial arts training are not in vain." Lu Xiaohu raised his thick arm.

"You eat first, I'll go out first."

"Okay." Lu Xiaohu nodded, looking at Shen Yuan's leaving figure, he was stunned for a moment.

"If you had followed me to catch Qingling Fish last time..." Lu Jingfu was interrupted by Lu Xiaohu before he could finish his sentence.

"That's enough."

Lu Xiaohu growled, with anger on his face; "Brother Yuan not only saved you last time, but also didn't ask for that green fish. Wouldn't it be shameful if I still went with him?"

Although Shen Yuan spent money relatively secretly during this period, the Lu Xiaohu family who lived next door to him didn't know why.

The aroma of soups and dishes coming from time to time proved that he had gained a lot last time.

"Besides, I can't catch it even if I go there." Lu Xiaohu murmured in his heart. The day after Shen Yuan caught the blue spirit fish, he went to the river to take a look.

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Soon, Shen Yuan arrived at the Antique Street. There were many pedestrians on the street, picking at various stalls.

Quickly stepping into [Lin Ji Antique Shop], Shen Yuan met an acquaintance as soon as he entered.

Lin Yuanwu held a silver hairpin in his hand, and the waiter explained in a low voice.

Hearing someone coming in, Lin Yuanwu glanced at it and frowned. Wang Sanfu had already told him about Shen Yuan's rejection.

Lin Yuanwu was naturally unhappy when he heard that a man with muddy legs rejected him, but he had other things to do here and didn't want to affect his image.

"Why are you here again?" the waiter said helplessly.

"Um?"

Lin Yuanwu was not prepared to pay attention to the other party at first, but when he heard that the waiter recognized the other party and looked familiar, he asked, "Does this person come here often?"

"Yes, this person always makes some strange requests, and the lady agrees every time. The most disgusting thing is that this person just refuses to buy them every time."

A sharp light flashed in Lin Yuanwu's eyes, he rolled his eyes slightly, deliberately amplified his voice, and sarcastically said, "Why don't you drive away this kind of person? It will affect the image of the antique store."

After Shen Yuan walked in, he ignored Lin Yuanwu. Instead, he glanced at the store and found that Lin Yueling was not there. A look of disappointment flashed across his face.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a mocking sound.

Shen Yuan glanced at the other party and didn't want to pay attention to it. Some verbal stimulation was meaningless to him.

"Lin Yuanwu, why are you here again?" Lin Yueling had just entered the antique store when she heard the taunting voice. She frowned slightly with a trace of disgust in her eyes.

A trace of anger flashed in Lin Yuanwu's eyes, but he quickly greeted him with a smile; "Yue Ling, I heard that you are coming over today. I specially asked someone to buy this."

Lin Yuanwu took out an exquisite wooden box. After opening it, there was a rusty bronze sword inside.

"This is..." Lin Yueling's face showed joy, and she took the wooden box. Just when she was about to go to the counter to identify it, she saw Shen Yuan standing aside;

"Is it you? The antique you asked for last time is too precious and I can't take it out."

"Thank you." Shen Yuan sighed in his heart, thanked him, and walked outside.

"Huh?" Shen Yuan paused. He felt a familiar aura, but it quickly disappeared. "Could it be that bronze sword?"

Seeing Lin Yueling take the bronze sword, Lin Yuanwu was happy, but found that the other party ignored him and talked to the mud-legged man instead. His face suddenly darkened, and his hands in his sleeves were clenched.

Lin Yuanwu took a deep breath, forced a smile on his face, looked deeply at Shen Yuan, and then walked towards the counter.

"This seems to be something belonging to Lin Yuanwu. Why should I find a reason to touch it?" Shen Yuan's eyes were gloomy. He was not ready to leave the antique shop for the time being. He stood aside and thought about a solution.

Lin Yueling took out some tools for identifying antiques from the counter and applied a little potion on the bronze sword from time to time.

Lin Yuanwu knew nothing about this, but there was no trace of impatience on his face as he stood aside and waited.

After half a cup of tea.

Lin Yueling put down the bronze sword, a look of disappointment appeared on his face, and said lightly: "Objects that are about thirty years old at most have no collection value at all. You won't be cheated."

The smile on Lin Yuanwu's face froze. He was not interested in appraising antiques to begin with. Now when he heard Lin Yueling say that the antiques were fake, he subconsciously shouted, "No way, I bought this at a high price from the black market. "

"That means I lied to you?" Lin Yueling raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

"I..." Lin Yuanwu's lips squirmed and he quickly responded and apologized; "Yue Ling, if you say it's fake, it is fake."

"What do you mean I said it was fake? It is fake!" Lin Yueling directly criticized Lin Yuanwu and was speechless.

Shen Yuan watched the two people arguing over there, his face unmoved, and he kept thinking about how to go up and touch it.

"Come here and tell him whether this thing is fake. Since you also like antiques, you should be able to see some clues after such a long time." Lin Yueling pointed at Shen Yuan who was standing aside.

"Me?" Happiness came too quickly. Shen Yuan was stunned at first, then pointed at himself and asked.

"Are there any other people here besides you?"

"Okay."

In Lin Yuanwu's murderous eyes, Shen Yuan gently picked up the bronze sword, put it in his hand and stroked it carefully, as if it was not a sword, but a peerless beauty.

The 'power of chaos' in the bronze sword began to slowly flow into his body, but the two people next to him were close, but they could not find any.

"Can you do it?" After waiting for a while, Lin Yuanwu asked impatiently.

"My identification skills are not as good as Miss Lin's, and it takes a little longer. Don't worry, it will be done soon." Shen Yuan touched the bronze sword, and his whole body showed a comfortable expression.

Another half cup of tea came over.

"You..." Just when Lin Yuanwu was about to explode, Shen Yuan finally sucked the bronze sword in his hand dry and obtained 28% of the source of chaos.

"Brother Lin, Miss Lin didn't lie to you. The collection value of this bronze sword is indeed not high." Shen Yuan reluctantly put the bronze sword back into the wooden box, and asked with a thought in his mind;

"Brother Lin, where did you buy this sword?"

"Wait for the deserted stone fortress, do you dare to go there?" Lin Yuanwu showed a trace of disdain in his eyes. He didn't want to say it at first, but he said it deliberately when he remembered that the waiter said that the other party liked antiques very much, almost to the point of obsession.