The richest man starts from the treasure hunt in the container

Chapter 92 Tang Dao?impossible?
The destination is a small farm.

The yard here is quite large, without fences, a one-story house, and there are garages, warehouses and the like.

Hearing the sound of the car, two dogs ran out barking, barking at the pickup truck, and then an old man with gray hair and a somewhat thin stature came out of the yard.

When Zhu Yu got out of the car, a dog rushed over to bite him. Zhu Yu subconsciously wanted to kick his foot, but the old man yelled:
"Max, come back!"

Unwillingly, the dog barked at Zhu Yu again, and ran back.

Zhu Yu stepped forward with a smile and stretched out his hand:
"Is that Mr. Downer? I was introduced by Old John. My name is Zhu Yu."

"Hello, young man." Donna said to Zhu Yu while comforting the dog, "Are you here to see my treasures?"

"Yes."

"Come on, come with me." Tang Na probably saw too many people looking at the collection, so he didn't say much, and took Zhu Yu to a warehouse next to the yard.

The warehouse should have been remodeled from the original garage. There is only one big iron door with a big lock on it.

Tang Na took out a large bunch of keys from his belt, found a big one, opened the lock, opened the door and said:
"I've been collecting these treasures for decades, and now that I want to sell them, I'm really reluctant, but my son doesn't like them, and he's not here, so it's a pity to throw them away...Forget it, take your pick!"

Zhu Yu helped Tang Na open the iron gate, and then he saw a pile of stuff!

The warehouse is about twenty square meters, and there are shelves on three sides of the wall, all of which are full of things.

There are also a lot of "collections", or sundries, piled up on the middle floor.

A veritable warehouse!
Zhu Yu glanced over, and there were various styles of things here, such as an old-fashioned motorcycle that was popular in the 70s and [-]s in the middle; there was a wooden table beside the motorcycle, and a very simple saddle was placed on it. Leaning against the saddle was a roll of rugs.

On the shelf on the left are wood carvings, old-fashioned discs, record players, etc., and on the right...huh?

Zhu Yu saw a bundle of samurai swords at a glance!

He stepped forward and took down the bundle of katana swords, and put them on the small table beside the saddle.

There are eight samurai swords in this bundle, seven of which are about the same length, about one meter; the other one is shorter, almost fifty centimeters apart.

Habitually scanned with the eyes of the sky, Zhu Yu stayed there at that time!

Of the seven samurai swords, six are very ordinary swords with nothing.

Another handle is engraved with the words "Yagyu Fengzuo" on the handle.

Is this a masterpiece?
At least it's custom made, right?Not the kind that refers to production!

This handle should be worth a lot of money!

Of course, that's not the point!

The point is that the short one, the blade inside the scabbard is so rusty that the blade is no longer visible.However, there are six golden small seal characters faintly inside the wooden handle: "Tianbao Eight Years of Qianwen"!
Isn't Tianbao the year name of Tang Xuanzong?

This can't be Tang Dao, can it?
Zhu Yu felt that his heart was about to jump out!

Hold on!

Regardless of whether it is or not, just looking at the rust on this knife, it shouldn't be too long!
If you want to come to those professional rust manufacturers in China, you can't get Tang Na to come here, right?

But just to be on the safe side, Zhu Yu casually picked up a samurai sword and drew it out, while looking at it, he asked:

"Mr. Donner, where did you get these knives? How much do you sell them for?"

"I used to be a veteran of World War II." Donner looked at those samurai swords, and said with a look of reminiscence:
"At that time, we captured several RB officers in Ryukyu. Some of these were found from their residences, and some were picked up from the battlefield."

With a high probability, Zhu Yu understood that these things should be genuine.

He could see that Donna didn't lie, and there was no need to lie.

"Then the price..."

"One hundred dollars each." Tang Na looked at the rusty knives and said, "Actually, I still like these knives. It's just that they are useless."

"make a deal!"

Zhu Yu was ecstatic, but he didn't show it. He took out a wad of money, counted out eight hundred dollars and handed it over.

Then he went out with the knife in his arms and put it in the back seat of the pickup.

Tang Na followed, but Zhu Yu came back again:
"Mr. Donner, I want to take another look."

"Okay, okay!" Tang Na thought that Zhu Yu wanted those knives, and was a little disappointed.Although [-] dollars is not a small amount, but with so many "collections" of his own, the people who came to see them in the past two days were not very interested.

When will it be sold out?

Is it really disposed of as waste?

It is also a good thing for Zhu Yu to buy more.

Zhu Yu entered the warehouse, his eyes fell on the saddle.

The workmanship of the saddle is not very fine, but it looks like it has a kind of original beauty, probably due to the lack of maintenance, the edge of the cowhide is already a little curled.

He put his hands on it to see that the traces of the saddle were very obvious, and it was very smooth.

The entire saddle is made of wood, cowhide and copper.

With a sweeping eye, Zhu Yu found that the wooden frame inside the saddle was branded with very beautiful patterns, and there were cursive characters underneath, which he couldn't recognize.

"How much is this saddle?" Zhu Yu asked.

"Two hundred dollars." Tang Na said.

"I want it." Zhu Yu thought that if he took it out and maintained it, he should be able to sell it for thousands of dollars.

Zhu Yu looked at the old motorcycle again.

Judging from the container auctions during this period, Zhu Yu knew that there were a lot of second-hand goods, especially things like motorcycles, the older they were, the more marketable they were.

Although this motorcycle can no longer be ridden, as long as it is repaired, someone will definitely want it.

"How much is this thing?" Zhu Yu asked again.

Tang Na didn't expect Zhu Yu to buy so many things in today's grand opening.

"Two... $150." Tang Na actually took the initiative to lower the price.After all, Zhu Yu had bought a lot of things, and he hadn't negotiated the price all the time, so he was also a little embarrassed - he left room for bargaining when he made the quotation.

"Okay, I want it!"

Zhu Yu looked around again, but didn't find anything particularly conspicuous and liked, so he put it away.

After paying the money, they put the saddle and motorcycle into the compartment of the pickup truck, and after they were tied firmly, Zhu Yu said goodbye to Tang Na.

"Young man, let's have a cup of tea before leaving!" Tang Na warmly invited Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu was not polite either, and followed Tang Na into the yard.

There are some furniture, tools, and wooden shelves in the yard.

Downer explained as he walked:
"It's going to be cleaned up and sold here, so it's quite messy."

Zhu Yu nodded to express his understanding.

In Tang Na's yard, after drinking tea for a while and listening to Tang Na's reminiscence of the glorious years on the battlefield, Zhu Yu got up to leave.

When they left, Max and another dog had already wagged their tails at Zhu Yu.

The car drove a long way, and Zhu Yu could still see Tang Na's figure and the two dogs scurrying around beside him.

Is it lonely?

never mind.

What matters now is the knife!

(End of this chapter)