Shengshibaojian

Shen Qiu's voice stunned everyone on the sidelines.

He fixed his eyes on the old lady, showing unexpected surprise, "Old lady! Now your son's medical expenses should be settled!"

"Master Shen, what do you mean? I... What did I do? What did you see? How did my son's illness come to an end?"

"Shen Qiu? I didn't understand either..."

Xie Jingwen was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, so it stands to reason that the sign that Shen Qiu said this was that she had noticed something, and the first thing she thought of might be that the old lady was wearing some special jewelry or something.

But if you take a closer look, the old lady is poor and white, and she has nothing but an ordinary silver bracelet on her wrist, and that silver bracelet is not considered a valuable item. It is a bracelet of modern craftsmanship, an extremely ordinary thing.

"Shen Qiu, what did you see?" Xie Jingwen turned to Shen Qiu and asked.

Shen Qiu smiled and changed the subject without saying a word: "Old lady, may I ask, how much does Jiang Hao's illness cost? I'll help you out a little bit!"

The old lady said cautiously with a hesitant expression on her face: "The doctor said that it will take about five years to recover intermittently, and the recovery cost will cost more than 200 million..."

More than 200 million?

"There shouldn't be any problem! Old lady! Jiang Hao's illness has been settled! It's the thing in your hand! 200 million is more than enough, at least 500 million as a base!" Shen Qiu said, pointing to the thing in the old lady's hand.

what?

After Shen Qiu's words fell, several people in Xuanbaozhai opened their mouths at the same time, the object Shen Qiu mentioned was nothing else, it was the old lady's dustpan for shoveling peanuts just now!

A dustpan is worth 500 million?real or fake?

"Brother Shen? Are you sure you're not joking? A dustpan? It's worth 500 million? Where did you find it out!" Zhu Xiaogang asked, pointing to the plain dustpan.

I saw that the dustpan was flat, less than one meter long and fifty centimeters wide, with cardboard inserted on both sides. The bottom of the basket was an iron plate. Especially inconspicuous.

For such an ordinary dustpan, Shen Qiu actually asked for 500 million yuan?

"Master Shen! Don't make fun of my old man! Such a dustpan is worth 500 million yuan? How is it possible? This kind of thing is thrown on the street and no one picks it up. How is it possible..."

"Brother Shen! Are you comforting the old lady!" Qiqi tried to ask Shen Qiu, "But you're taking too much of a joke, right?"

Shen Qiu calmly gestured at Xie Jingwen, signaling Xie Jingwen to withdraw money from the account: "Old lady, I'm not joking with you, let Boss Xie give you a guarantee of 500 million now, I don't know exactly how much I can sell it for." , the profit of more than 500 million will be shared equally with Xuan Baozhai, right?"

"Ah... this... is this true? Shen Qiu, you... Master Shen, you... I... I can't figure it out! No! My dustpan... oh, stop making trouble! I'm leaving! I I won't tell you any more!"

The old lady couldn't believe this sudden surprise, Xie Jingwen put the 500 million check in her palm, she still had a nightmare expression: "Old lady! You keep the money first, since Shen Qiu said If you don’t, then you can’t go wrong! It’s not just you! We also want to know what’s so special about this dustpan of yours! You keep the money and let Shen Qiu explain it to you!”

The old lady was dripping with sweat, and caught the check anxiously, feeling that the money was a bit hot, and returned it to Xie Jingwen in a tangled state: "I still don't want to take the money, Shen Qiu, tell me what's going on first, if you don't Knowing that I am not at ease in my heart, I dare not take this money, no matter how much money I have, I will not take it!"

Shen Qiu couldn't help admiring the old lady. Although the old lady urgently needed money now, she didn't bow down in front of the money. Looking at the whole Jiangcheng, how many people can do this.

"Old lady! Then I'll just say it straight!" Shen Qiu stepped forward to take the dirty dustpan from the old lady's hand, removed the cardboard pieces on both sides, and peeled off the woven bamboo basket. The remaining iron plate rested on Shen Qiu's palm.

"This iron plate is the most important thing, it's not an ordinary iron plate!" Shen Qiu put the iron plate aside, and he could clearly see that the thickness of the sticker was less than five centimeters. The edges are rounded and rounded, and there are some traces of polishing if you look closely, and you can still see the carvings in relief.

"Oh, I know!" Zhu Xiaogang patted his forehead and reacted: "So the real treasure is this iron plate! Brother Shen, your eyes are too poisonous! You can see such tiny details in your eyes! Quickly tell me what kind of rare treasure this is!"

Shen Qiu stuck the iron plate and continued: "Actually, I felt that this iron plate was unusual at first glance. Looking carefully at its uneven surface, although the front and back sides were covered with mud, I could still vaguely see that it was uneven. It is the prototype of the marching inscription!"

What is the marching inscription? Before the ancient soldiers went to war, the general would write the corresponding inscription to encourage and ignite the morale of the soldiers. To put it bluntly, it was the mobilization work before the war. This was called the marching inscription in ancient times.

"The person who can write the marching inscription is at least a general, and it may even be the inscription written by the current emperor to boost morale! So it comes to a point, but anyone who can write the marching inscription, more or less It can be regarded as a celebrity in history, so it has a certain collection value in itself! But what I never expected is that the person who wrote this marching inscription is a famous and important person in history!"

Shen Qiu specially revealed the inscription on the front, from the front it is basically impossible to see the content of the inscription on the inscription, but he can see the name of the person who signed the inscription at the end, Yueju!

A marching inscription written by a man named Yueju?

"Yueju? What kind of fairy name is this!"

As a top student in the archeology department of a prestigious university, Zhu Xiaogang knew hundreds of famous people, large and small, in the past 2000 years, but he didn't expect that Yueju was named by a master.

Obviously this must be a relatively famous person in history, otherwise Shen Qiu would never have offered 500 million to buy it.

In history, there are only a few people who can have a gold content of 500 million in calligraphy and painting, but those people are either literary giants, poets, or masterful painters. It is impossible for these people to write marching inscriptions.

Another possibility is that it has something to do with the current emperor. Even though Zhu Xiaogang scratched his head, he still didn't know which emperor's name Yueju was.

"Brother Shen! I really can't think of it this time! Can you tell me who's name is this Yueju?" Zhu Xiaogang raised his hands and surrendered to Shen Qiu.

Shen Qiu smiled slightly and said: "Since you can't guess, let me give you a hint. This person is from the Southern Song Dynasty! The circle should be much smaller!"

"From the Southern Song Dynasty?" Xie Jingwen couldn't help repeating. Looking at the entire Song Dynasty, that is, those few emperors could have the skill of 500 million inscriptions. It seems that there was no celebrity named Yueju in the Southern Song Dynasty.

"That's enough, that's enough! Big Brother Shen, don't go around in circles with us! Tell me, who is this month's celebrity?"

Shen Qiu smiled mysteriously, pointed to the inscribed name on the sticker and said: "I never said that this person's name is Yueju, and it is what you call Yueju from the beginning to the end!"

While speaking, Shen Qiu scratched the soil layer on the patch with his fingernails, and as a result, the displayed name instantly changed to another person's name.

Yueju was hung off the soil layer and turned into Pengju!

Peng Ju!

Now Zhu Xiaogang came to his senses in an instant, and slapped his thigh and shouted: "Oh, my brother Shen! I was really confused by you this time. It turned out to be Pengju! Pengju is none other than the Southern Song Dynasty's great name of……"

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