Chapter 138: Hiking Prices While Seated
Chapter 138 Jacking Up the Price
Mengyu looked nervously at Old Sir Wu’s expression. Did he take a liking to it? Does he have the money to buy it? How much would he offer?
What if the offered price is too low?
She glanced at the two strong men behind Old Sir Wu. If the price offered wasn’t too low, she would sell it; but if it was far too low, she would have to stand firm.
Old Sir Wu asked Cheng Jiuhe again, "Brother, how do you plan to sell this bronze sword?"
Cheng Jiuhe glanced at Mengyu, who held up one hand. Cheng Jiuhe then said, "Fifty—fifty thousand!"
Mengyu’s eyes widened as she looked at Cheng Jiuhe; she had intended to say 1,500.
She remembered, in the future following Jiang Huaiyu, she had seen such a bronze sword auctioned off for less than one million.
"Fifty thousand? That’s too expensive, isn’t it?"
Datong hadn’t expected this father and daughter to call out such a high price.
The stall owner who had wanted rice fruit earlier came over and chuckled, "Their things, they are outrageously expensive. I just wanted to buy one of their fruits, and this young lady actually quoted me 1,500 for one. Tell me, is there such a thing in the world as a fruit sold for 1,500 each?"
Mengyu gave him a glance and stepped out from behind Cheng Jiuhe, addressing Old Sir Wu: "This bronze sword is perfectly preserved, buried underground for over two thousand years without a trace of rust, and is extremely sharp.
If you don’t believe me, try it with paper, it can definitely pierce through more than a dozen or twenty sheets. My—my father’s price of fifty thousand is actually too low, in reality I think it should be worth at least fifty thousand!"
Fifty thousand? She really dares to ask for that!
"Oh, really?"
Old Sir Wu suddenly became very excited. He only knew that the Yuewang Goujian Sword unearthed in 1965 from Tomb No. 1 at Wangshan in Jiangling, Hubei, was this sharp. If this sword was really that good, then this young lady’s asking price of fifty thousand was not too high at all.
"Bring some paper!" Old Sir Wu said.
Mengyu felt a bit guilty, as she had just said it off the top of her head. Who knew that this old man would actually want to test it.
Aren’t these bronze swords only assessed for their historical research value? He really wants to test its sharpness?
Someone brought over a stack of paper, and Old Sir Wu personally picked up the bronze sword and unsheathed it.
As the sword came out of its scabbard, a cold light flashed and Old Sir Wu exclaimed in admiration at the sight of such a fine sword!
He stabbed down at the stack of paper with the sword and then sliced it, and the twenty-plus layers of paper were cut open just like that.
Even Mengyu was startled by this scene. Was this really a bronze sword?
Cheng Jiuhe was even more shocked; the bronze sword was so sharp? He regretted it; he couldn’t sell the sword!
Xiao Tao’s voice sounded in Mengyu’s mind: "Master, this is a Low Grade Magic Artifact."
Mengyu was taken aback: What, a Low Grade Magic Artifact?
"Why didn’t you say so earlier?"
Xiao Tao said somewhat gloomily: "Master, I thought you knew. I wouldn’t even dare to absorb the Sun and Moon Essence from this sword. Who would have thought you would choose this one to sell?"
"This—" Mengyu was gloomy. It was a Magic Artifact, and she had just taken it out to sell it.
"Are there any more Magic Artifacts among those antiques?"
"There aren’t any more, Master," Xiao Tao said. "But Master needn’t regret it. There are quite a few such Magic Artifacts in the Artifact Pavilion. Master can get them for just a few points."
"How many points for a Magic Artifact?"
"Er, it would be ten points—"
"Ten Essence Value points, that’s not expensive." Mengyu said.
But wait, one Learning Value point is worth fifteen thousand, and one Essence Value point can be exchanged for one hundred Learning Value points, which is equivalent to one hundred and fifty thousand, and ten Essence Value points would be fifteen million!
My God, am I really trading a Magic Artifact worth fifteen million for just fifty thousand?