Chapter 28: How the Artifact Is Forged (2)

The mansion has seven entrances and seven exits. Surrounded by trees. Very ancient.

"Yoxi. This place is good. If this grass scallion sword is a real artifact, then it is acceptable to keep it here." An appraiser beside Miichiro looked at the surrounding environment. He nodded in praise.

Fan Wubing shrugged his shoulders. This place was originally a mansion owned by a local rich man, but later it was taken over by the people's commune. It was distributed to several families, and they were separated by walls. Later, Fan Wubing fell in love with this house, so he discussed it with Boss Wang. Let him show up. Use the real estate elsewhere to exchange with several residents. Break through the wall again. The house was refurbished. As a place of relaxation in Rock.

It's relatively secluded here. The surrounding vision is very good, and there are few vehicles passing by. The yard is startled by large shade trees. Best for escaping the heat right now.

But Yokoto Miichiro scolded the appraiser, "Baga! The Grass Scallop Sword should only be enshrined in the shrine! Any other place can only pollute it with a filthy atmosphere!"

After the appraiser was reprimanded by Yoshito Miichiro. He didn't dare to make a sound in the atmosphere, he could only nod his head and bend over there. He was scolded like a gray grandson.

Fan Wubing glanced at that Crossing Miichiro. smile slightly. But he didn't say anything.

Take a few steps. Someone came out from the courtyard. A total of six bodyguards in black. They are all tall Americans, surrounded by a donkey who is about the cost, but the donkey is wearing a pair of crystal eyes at this time. The hair was maintained and made smooth, and the clothes on the body were also made of very elegant fabrics, which looked a little rich and noble. With a slightly reserved demeanor, one feels that this is a very tasteful collector.

After watching a serious donkey. Fan Wubing couldn't help but sigh for it, it turned out that he could not only create fakes that could look like real ones, but also pretend to be garlic himself. It is also methodical.

"This is Mr. Hengdu Miichiro from Japan, and this is Mr. Zhang, my local collection appraiser." After introducing the two parties, Fan Wubing said straight to the point, "The grass scallion sword is inside the house. Let's go in and have a look." Just look at it."

"Please wait a moment." Crossing Miichiro first stopped Fan Wubing's actions, and then took out his divine robe and divine crown from the carry-on suitcase. Sprayed himself with incense again, then dressed neatly, burned incense and cleaned his hands. Said to Fan Wubing. "Please ask Fan Sang to lead the way. We need to verify the authenticity of the Cao Xie Sword."

Several appraisers in other places are not so troublesome, they just clean their hands. Obediently following behind Miichiro Watari, everyone entered the house together.

Two bodyguards guarded a long metal box. After seeing Fan Wubing and others coming, he retreated to both sides.

Make way for everyone.

Fan Wubing quickly tapped on the combination lock with his fingers, and after opening the three combination locks respectively, Lushan's true face was revealed. It is a sword in the middle of overloaded thick silk. The whole body is dark and cold.

"Hiss—Ta Te—" Yokoto Miichiro couldn't move the sword after seeing the sword for the first time.

As the high priest of Caisang Shrine. The education that Wanwa Miichiro received since he was a child is basically the kind that has been fully brainwashed. The worship of the so-called Amaterasu Omisami can be said to have surpassed everything.

So when he saw the "grass scallion sword" for the first time. I feel that this thing is almost the same as the description of the grass scallion sword handed down from generation to generation! Especially the sword body hidden in the scabbard. It can still exude a bone-piercing cold air, and a gloomy bloody aura.

"I-Yi-sai-uh-" Crossing Miichiro, who had lost his language function, threw himself on the box and choked up as he touched the "grass scallion sword", not knowing how to express his inner excitement .

Crossing Miichiro was heavily influenced by theocracy. But the other appraisers are relatively calm. Immediately took out all kinds of equipment that he carried with him. Prepare to screen this "grass scallion sword".

"What kind of equipment do they have? Does it work?" Fan Wubing watched them busy. He grabbed Wuzhi Xiaoji who was at the side and asked.

Wu Zhi Xiaoji also stared at the "grass scallion sword" intently. Hearing Fan Wubing's questioning. He replied, "These are the most advanced measurement and control equipment imported from the United States, and they will definitely work." Then he said excitedly. "Fan Sang. If the result of this appraisal confirms that this sword is the Grass Sorrel Sword, I will take up a priesthood position in the shrine. This is really my dream!"

American product! Fan Wubing felt a lot more confident immediately. You must know that the raw material of his grass scallion sword was obtained from the United States, a very rare piece of meteorite. The value was more than two million U.S. dollars, and the people from the Ministry of Mines at that time promised him swearingly. It is said that the material contained in this piece of meteorite is definitely not found on the earth. That's why he bought it and prepared to make this thing.

After that, another donkey was found to further process this "grass scallion sword". The internal and external craftsmanship have basically reached the level that can be identified as ancient authentic products. Now that the Japanese actually took the American equipment to test it, it is naturally impossible to find any problems in it.

It is estimated that the only person who can detect the problem is the geologist who provided this piece of meteorite to the Ministry of Mines, but unfortunately, he has been dead for several years. Otherwise, the officials of the Ministry of Mines would not dare to quietly sell this piece of meteorite.

So Fan Wubing sat down very firmly. After brewing a pot of tea, I leisurely sipped the tea in the rattan chair, and looked at them with a slight smile, tossing around in a hurry. Don't have some fun.

Zhang Maolu is also quite confident in his old-fashioned craftsmanship, especially for the shortcomings of the isotope identification method. After using the infiltration method to add some small things that can prove the length of time in the sword, he is even more convinced that there is no one or someone. The instrument can identify the true year of manufacture of this work of art.

Yes, this place is indeed a work of art. A work of art that can fool most people. Even the bodyguards in the house don't know what they guard day and night. It turned out to be an out-and-out fake.

Even Fan Wubing and Zhang Maolu himself. Also subconsciously regarded this work of art as a treasure Cao Chujian.

That's right. Only fooled myself. To deceive others. They really did.

Two and a half hours later. Several appraisers finally finished their intense appraisal. They gradually straightened their tired backs for a long time, and looked at each other seriously for a while. Then nodded vigorously.

After waiting for a long time, Wanwa Miichiro saw the result. Excited to the extreme. Finally he fell headfirst on the ground and passed out completely. He felt very happy. He finally witnessed the reappearance of Cao Xie Sword with his own eyes.

"Fan Sang, as your most loyal partner, I hope you can hand over the ownership of the Caoxie Sword Land to Japan in return. We can fully meet your requirements." Wuzhi Xiaoji saw everyone After confirming the identity of Cao Xiejian, he said to Fan Wubing excitedly, "Of course, I believe you will not cross the bottom line and give me a price that makes me unable to step down."

After being pinched and pinched by everyone, Miichiro Miichiro, who regained consciousness, stared closely at Fan Wubing. Lest he utter a word that he refuses to transfer.

But it's okay. Fan Wubing shook his head and said with a smile. "Well, I originally planned to collect it myself. But because of your sincerity, it is not impossible to transfer it, the price. You think that one of the three major artifacts in Japan can best symbolize the bravery and fearlessness of the Yamato nation. Should the spirit grass scallion sword be sold at a low price?"

Several Japanese people including Wuzhi Xiaoji were immediately dumbfounded. That's right! This is Japan's national treasure! Don't you have to bargain with others. It’s like going to the vegetable market to buy radish and cabbage. People can’t afford to lose this person!

Especially Fan Wubing added sourly. "It's fine as usual. But now the Japanese are the richest people in the world! I heard that Sony has bought Hollywood for $6 billion. Could it be that you think it symbolizes Yamato's national bravery?" The value of the Spiritual Grass Scallion Sword is not even comparable to that poor place where third-rate small movies are made?"

Wu Zhi Xiaoji had worked with Fan Wubing for many years, so he naturally knew his tricks of trying to get him, but he was too embarrassed to bargain with Fan Wubing face to face. If Fan Wubing gets annoyed if he can't stand his ground, maybe the Grassy Sword will not be transferred!

Because he knows. Fan Wubing is not really short of money. Billions and tens of billions of dollars can be withdrawn at any time. This time he wanted to sell the Cao Chu Sword, probably because it was useless to him, but it was very important to Japan.

Annoying Fan Wubing will do no good.

Wu Zhi Xiaoji swallowed and spit. Just when he was about to have a tactful communication with Fan Wubing, Miichiro Miichiro, who was half lying down, suddenly yelled hysterically. "The symbol of the Yamato nation cannot be underestimated! Mr. Wuzhi, ten billion! Ten billion dollars! We are willing to pay this money! Ten billion dollars!"