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Chapter 213 Boss Qiu

Hearing this, the woman couldn't help laughing, her voice was like a yellow oriole hitting her hooves. When she smiled, her lips looked like a quiet crescent moon, and her smile was like a star.

"What are you talking about?" The man glared at He Sheng, pointed at the woman and said, "This is the owner of our store. Boy, be kind!"

The woman waved her hand and chuckled, and the man stepped aside tactfully.

"This gentleman has unique eyesight and looks like he is not an ordinary person at first. You can go back first. I'll receive this gentleman." The woman said to the man.

The man nodded: "Yes, boss."

After saying this, the man glared at He Sheng, then slowly walked behind the curtain.

The woman turned around and looked at He Sheng: "Hello, sir, I am the owner of this store, my surname is Qiu."

He Sheng nodded: "Hello, Boss Qiu."

"I heard from the gentleman that I want to buy a gift?"

He Sheng nodded: "Yes, but... I don't like the things on the cabinet shelves on both sides, so I asked to see the treasures of your store."

"Sorry, sir, our store's treasure is not a product for sale." Qiu Ruixue smiled politely.

He Sheng frowned: "Then... look at it, right?"

Qiu Ruixue thought for two seconds and nodded with a smile: "Of course, it's OK, but this thing has never been popular. The sir can only see it, not touch it."

"No problem." He Sheng answered readily.

Qiu Ruixue didn't say anything anymore. She turned around and walked to a cabinet shelf. In the center of the cabinet shelf, there was a drawer. She stretched out her white fingers and gently pulled open the drawer.

However, the drawer was empty.

At this time, Qiu Ruixue gently pressed her finger on the drawer board, and a dark square popped up below, and a long sword lay in the dark square.

The sword body was blue, and there was a touch of copper rust on the hilt of the sword. The sword body had lost its edge, so it was probably difficult to even slash a piece of tofu.

However, the drawer was not completely pulled out, only one-third of the sword body was exposed.

"Sir, look," Qiu Ruixue said politely.

He Sheng narrowed his eyes and stood aside without looking closer. His expression seemed to be thinking about something. After looking at it for a while, he didn't say anything.

Qiu Ruixue smiled, her smile like a blooming flower: "It has been seven years since our store opened. There are 24 people who have seen this sword, but no one can tell the origin of this sword. It is normal for the gentleman to not understand."

Qiu Ruixue is quite confident about the treasure of her store.

Although this young man's eyes were vicious and could tell at a glance that he was an expert, his sword was quite good and could not be seen by ordinary people. Even some experts could not tell the year of the sword through his naked eyes.

"What a treasure for the store!" He Sheng grinned and nodded: "This thing should be something from the Spring and Autumn Period, right?"

Hearing this, Qiu Ruixue was stunned, with a little surprise in her beautiful eyes: "Sir, did you see it?"

"It's a barely forceful thing. This thing should be a product from 600 to 500 BC. As for the source, the shape of the sword hilt and the sword edge made of iron graphite should be made by famous craftsmen in the land of Wu and Yue in the Spring and Autumn Period."

"To put it more generally, this sword should be the ancestor of Longquan Sword." He Sheng smiled and looked at Qiu Ruixue: "Boss Qiu, am I right?"

Qiu Ruixue was completely stunned. She never expected that this person could tell the origin of the sword just by looking at one-third of the sword body. Although there was a guess in it, everything he said was correct!

"Sir, it's true that sir is not an ordinary person. You're right. This sword is indeed a product of the Spring and Autumn Period. As for which everyone created it in the hands of the Spring and Autumn Period, I don't know very well."

He Sheng didn't say anything, his eyes were still looking at the sword.

This sword is indeed a good thing, because this sword has no value at all. If classified, this thing can be considered a first-level cultural relic.

"The things from Chunqiu can be preserved so well. The treasure of the store is indeed worthy of its reputation." He Sheng raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Qiu Ruixue: "Boss Qiu, do you really not take action on this sword?"

"Sorry, we have a rule above that the treasures of every store are not sold."

He Sheng nodded thoughtfully and did not say anything.

Qiu Ruixue kept staring at He Sheng, with a slightly strange look in her eyes.

Such a young man has reached the level of master's understanding of antiques. It is not easy for him to tell the year and origin of this sword.

"But if sir likes this sword, I can apply for a rental offer for you." Qiu Ruixue seemed to be thinking, and she was thinking that such a young master in the industry might be a famous figure in China. If this person is willing to join Taishan Pavilion, the commercial value of Taishan Pavilion will naturally rise.

"Oh?" He Sheng looked at Qiu Ruixue unexpectedly: "Can you apply for renting a job without selling products?"

Qiu Ruixue chuckled and replied: "Ordinary people are naturally not allowed, but Mr. Hun is not an ordinary person. Our old boss likes to make friends with treasure appraisers like Mr. Hun. Maybe this sword is destined to Mr. Hun."

He Sheng couldn't help but smile: "It's so good, so please boss Qiu ask for instructions. I really like this sword."

"Sir, please wait."

After saying this, Qiu Ruixue walked into the inner room, and the drawer for the sword was still open. She didn't seem to worry that He Sheng would steal the sword and run away.

He Sheng looked at the room and a funny curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I thought I was just visiting an ordinary antique shop, but I never thought that I could still encounter such an interesting store.

This Taishan Pavilion is not simple!

"Boss, how much is this sword worth?" The little fish behind him looked at him with his head.

When abroad, Xiaoyu often saw He Sheng fiddling with things of vintage, but Xiaoyu was not interested in these strange things. Because He Sheng liked them, she also thought about them, which was a little superficial way.

This sword looks too ordinary and has nothing special at all.

"Priceless." He Sheng replied: "This thing has a high collection value, but to put it bluntly, even experts can't tell that it is a treasure at home, let alone an ordinary person."

"What else does the boss want to do?"

He Sheng smiled and said, "You don't understand this. As the saying goes, it's a treasure that is hard to get. I want to see what the whole body of this sword looks like."

"Will you just open the drawer?" Xiaoyu was about to pull the drawer.
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