Metropolis: I Can Modify The Production Date Of Everything!

Most people's impression of the Mongolian golden sword comes from "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Inside, Guo Jing killed two birds with one stone. Temujin was overjoyed and gave Guo Jing a golden knife.

Let Guo Jing be the Prince Consort with the Golden Sword.

In fact, there was indeed a tradition of golden swords in the Yuan and Meng Dynasties.

It's just that the gold knives unearthed are all gilt, gold-plated, and inlaid with gold.

The handle of a real gold sword from the Yuan and Mongolia periods was unearthed in Shanbei Province. It was hollow and the wood inside had decayed.

It is made using the lost wax method.

But that thing was taken to Dai Ying's brother country by some bastard and kept in Dai Ying Museum.

The knife shape of this knife is made according to the scabbard.

The handle of the knife is made according to the handle of the golden knife.

But Lin Xuan didn't know that. Lin Xuan only knew that the knife itself was new.

"This knife of yours is new."

Middle-aged man: "The knife is newly made. Take a closer look at my scabbard. It is an old item."

When the middle-aged man said this, he felt very heartbroken.

Back then, after he obtained the golden sword scabbard, he did not sell the scabbard.

Instead, he made a golden knife and prepared to package it and sell it.

But the golden knife is new, and others can tell at a glance.

Others only want the scabbard.

The blade of this golden knife weighs eight kilograms, and six kilograms of gold alone were used.

That year, the material cost alone cost 630,000 yuan.

Including the labor costs of the production master, the cost is as high as one million.

Now that he only sold the scabbard but not the knife, he couldn't figure it out.

So I never took action.

Whenever you meet a wealthy tourist, sell them.

"Three years ago, experts offered me a scabbard of three million, and the cost of making my knife was one million."

"Now the price of gold has doubled, from two hundred to three hundred and seventy."

"Two million isn't too much, right?"

"If you pay five million, I will sell you this knife."

Lin Xuan: "Let me take a look."

Lin Xuan took the golden knife and pulled it out.

This guy actually made a real golden sword.

Completely decorative items with no practical value at all.

If it were just a gold handle and keel, and the blade was made of steel, and then engraved with patterns from the Yuan and Meng periods, and inlaid with gold, it might be easier to sell.

Lin Xuan thought for a while: "Three million for your scabbard is a bit too much, so I'll take it in a package of 4.8 million."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed: "I told you first that the scabbard is a real antique and the knife is made of gold, but it is a modern handicraft."

"If it's a real deal, don't say I deceived you."

Lin Xuan: "We sign a contract and trade in the name of art. We absolutely cannot rely on you in the contract."

The middle-aged man is also a veteran in antique trading: "Okay!"

After more than ten minutes, the transaction was completed.

Lin Xuan put the knife into the bag given by the middle-aged man with a smile.

Middle-aged man: "Haha, cool off, I'll give you another baby."

The middle-aged man held out a jar of wine.

"This is real mare's milk, not the kind of mare's milk-flavored liquor."

"Mare's milk-flavored liquor is impure and cannot be stored for long."

"This kind of real kumiss can be stored for a long time. I have had this jar for six years. Although it is not expensive, it is rare."

Lin Xuan: "Haha, you're welcome."

Middle-aged man: "I specialize in antique business in Mongolia. If you come to Mongolia again next time and come to me, maybe I will have something new."

Lin Xuan: "Okay, I will definitely come if I have the chance."

After leaving the yard, Lin Xuan said: "System, change the production date of this golden knife to 1210."

【Ding! In 2013, the golden sword was changed to 1210 golden sword. 】

After leaving the yard, Wang Ruoya said: "It's been so long, what did you buy?"

Lin Xuan handed the bag to Wang Ruoya.

Wang Ruoya took one look and directly covered the mouth of the bag.

He put it in his bag and hid it before whispering.

"No, is it possible to buy such a national treasure?"

"The golden sword from Temujin's time eight hundred years ago?!!"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows: "How do you know it was eight hundred years ago?"

Wang Ruoya: "This is too simple."

"In the beginning, Yuanmeng's own sword was a small scimitar. Later, he attacked Daijin with the Song army and learned the characteristics of the Song sword."

"It became a full fixed blade."

"Later, I learned the characteristics of the Arabian sword when I attacked Central Asia."

"Every time the Mongolian army conquered a place, it would absorb the advantages of locally manufactured weapons. Therefore, in just over two hundred years in Yuan and Mongolia, the style of swords changed six times."

"This style is characteristic of Temujin's era!"

Lin Xuan laughed: "What if it's a fake?"

"Impossible!" Wang Ruoya said: "The eight-hundred-year-old wood is embedded in the golden knife, and there are no traces of recent ironing."

"There are also various gemstones on the scabbard, including organic gemstones."

"Take it for a test and you'll get the results."

"It was said that it has been tested. People in the industry can tell at a glance that this thing is a real treasure that has experienced eight hundred years of ups and downs!"

Lin Xuan smiled: "How much do you think it is worth?"

Wang Ruoya thought for a while: "In the foreign collection community, the ancient swords of the Dragon Kingdom are very popular."

"The top quality modern imitations can be sold abroad for US$100,000."

"This sword from the late Song Dynasty costs hundreds of millions."

Lin Xuan said cheerfully: "Put it away. Don't let others know about this before you leave here."

Wang Ruoya: "Nonsense, don't say this is an antique knife. Just such a big piece of gold cannot be seen by others."

The two returned to camp.

At this time, He Meng was collecting some local specialties, as well as food and other things.

Next, it will take three days to go to Abreu's hometown along the direction parallel to the national border.

There are not many supply points along the way.

Because of the uninhabited area, the driving time is fixed every day.

There is no way to travel more, and there is no way to travel less.

So prepare some food and drink items.

Seeing the two people approaching, He Meng said, "This bow is pretty good. It's an old ox-horn bow."

"Abreu went to find someone to buy food. He said that they are good at roast beef and horse meat sausages."

Zhuang Tong got out of the RV and closed the mosquito-proof screen door.

"Hey, did you buy a bow?"

Lin Xuan handed the forty-pound compound bow to Zhuang Tong: "Let's play with this."

Zhuang Tong: "Well, yours is more beautiful. I want to play with this one."

Lin Xuan and He Meng looked at each other, and He Meng laughed: "You can't pull this horn bow."

A sixty-pound bow requires more than fifty kilograms of pulling force on both hands when it is opened.

It doesn't sound like much, but on the other side of the line, more than fifty pounds of tension will be borne on the knuckles.

It is impossible to pull it by force.

"No, it doesn't look heavy. Let me pull it." Zhuang Tong insisted on trying.

Lin Xuan handed over the horn bow.

Zhuang Tong tightened his strength for a second and then loosened his fingers: "This..."

He Meng: "Zhuang Tong, it's a bit difficult for you to pull a 40-pound compound bow. I'll teach you archery this afternoon."

“You can’t deadlift without technique.”

Zhuang Tong was speechless: "Okay..."