The World of Martial Arts Begins with the Ability of Quicksilver

In the room

"Father" Zhao Xuan went in and saw Zhao Shanglu holding a sword and observing carefully.

"You're here." Zhao Shanglu glanced at Zhao Xuan, and then looked at the pattern on the sword in his hand.

"Father, Mr. Jing just agreed to let us auction off the painting he gave me," Zhao Xuan said happily.

They had expected this result last night.But I didn't expect it to be so smooth, even Zhao Xuan's surprise, after all, even Sedum's profit after the auction is only [-]%.

Hearing Zhao Xuan's words, Zhao Shanglu put the sword on the table and said with a slight smile, "Just agree, after all we don't want to be bad guys."

"Does he have any explanation or anything else to say?" Zhao Shanglu couldn't help asking.

"Young Master Jing specifically explained that it's fine not to take away the two paintings he gave to Xiaolu and Xiaoyu, and he has no objection to letting us put them all up for auction."

Zhao Xuan said to Zhao Shanglu.

"He has a heart." Zhao Shanglu smiled.

"I told him about the profit that you told my father last night, but what puzzled me was that Mr. Jing said that he only wanted [-]% of the profit and didn't want the rest. Father, what did you mean by that?"

Zhao Xuan still can't figure out what Sedum is doing. Is anyone willing to make trouble with money?

After Zhao Shanglu heard this, he pondered for a while, and then he laughed, "My daughter, Mr. Jing is a smart person."

Zhao Xuan wondered, "What does father mean?".

Zhao Shanglu first took a look at Zhao Xuan, and then said to her, "Mr. Jing is here for the first time, first of all to thank us for saving him, so he doesn't want to take too much money."

"Secondly, although we saved him, he obviously doesn't know us well, and he doesn't want to offend us because of money. After all, shopping malls are like battlefields, and many people have one thing in the open and one in the dark. It shows that he is wary of us."

"Although you have been with your father since you were a child, you are pure-minded, and you are still a little immature about these things."

"Thirdly, I think Mr. Jing is also trying to see how much his paintings can be auctioned. If the money is low, there is not much difference between the ninth floor and the first floor. If there are more auctions, he can still buy more." When the time comes, it will depend on whether he chooses to cooperate with us.”

"It turns out that's the case, what my father said is reasonable." Zhao Xuan also understood a little after hearing what her father said.

She couldn't help but admire Sedum's wit.

As a newcomer, try to give as much as you can without asking for anything in return, so that you will not offend others, and as long as you are useful to others, even if the other person is a bad person, they will not treat you for a while.

It turned out that the other party not only had a heart like a child, but also surpassed himself in wisdom.

Zhao Xuan sighed in her heart.

Although he heard his father say that Mr. Jing was still a little wary of them in his heart, anyone who came to an unfamiliar environment would be a little wary in his heart.Zhao Xuan still had some understanding of this.

"You go write a letter to your sister first, tell her that it is related to her winning the championship, and ask her to find time to come back within a month," Zhao Shanglu said to Zhao Xuan.

"good father"

"I will write invitation letters for the owners of other firms, and the auction will be set in seven days." Zhao Shanglu confirmed the specific time for the auction of Sedum paintings.

Then the two of them sat at the table and began to write with ink.

Zhao Xuan quickly wrote the letter to her sister, Zhao Qin. She glanced at it and found that her father had already written several invitation letters on the table, but she was still writing.

Instead of disturbing her father, she walked to a side door, opened it and walked in. There was a small corridor behind the door, and there was a small yard outside the corridor. There were many birdcages in the yard, some pigeons stayed inside quietly, and some pigeons were in the yard. walking around.

Zhao Xuan walked to a special cage, opened the cage, and gently grabbed the pigeon inside.

cuckoo cuckoo~

Although the pigeon was held by Zhao Xuan, it was very quiet and did not struggle. Its head moved from side to side flexibly from time to time, and its eyes blinked.

Zhao Xuan stuffed the rolled letter into the steel ring under the pigeon's feet, and then touched the pigeon's small head.

"Send it early, but remember to watch out for eagles~"

Zhao Xuan smiled, then held the pigeon with both hands and threw it into the sky.The pigeon fluttered its wings and quickly flew towards the sky, before disappearing in front of Zhao Xuan's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xuan went back the same way and saw that her father was still writing the invitation letter.

If possible, Zhao Xuan is willing to help her father write, but her father's handwriting is different from hers, and it shows sincerity that her father wrote it himself.

Zhao Xuan didn't bother her father, but walked to the table where the sword had just been placed, and then picked up the sword that her father was holding on the table before and looked at it.

The Zhao family owns three businesses: 'Treasure Pavilion', 'Pawnshop' and 'Auction House'. Zhao Xuan has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she has the ability to identify treasures.

Holding this long sword that her father had carefully appraised just now, Zhao Xuan could tell with just one glance that this sword was considered a treasure among swords.

The sword body is about four feet long, and the whole sword weighs about three catties. The body of the sword has natural scale-like lines, but the lines are denser and thicker than usual, and the handle of the sword has protruding grains.

If it is a famous sword, the name of the sword and the unique mark of the blacksmith who made the sword should be engraved on the body of the sword, but Zhao Xuan couldn't find it after searching for a long time.This made her feel a little strange.

Could it be just an ordinary sword, but judging by the appearance of this sword, the natural fish scale pattern, and the green light on the blade, it shouldn't be just an ordinary sword.

"What do you think of this sword?" At some point, Zhao Shanglu walked to Zhao Xuan's side.

"It's a sword".Zhao Xuan nodded.

"Give it to Mr. Jing, what do you think?" Zhao Shanglu asked suddenly.

Chapter 15 Wu

Zhao Xuan couldn't help being a little surprised after hearing this.

Zhao Shanglu smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you say that Mr. Jing is very interested in martial arts, and he will naturally need a weapon to practice martial arts in the future."