The Heavens: Civilization Cultivator

Morning and evening pavilion.

Wen Dao opened the door for business as usual, and then lay leisurely on the Taishi chair.

But today, a familiar guest came to Zhaoxi Pavilion.

"Ding ding dong dong!"

The bronze bell on the beam of the door swayed slightly, making a clear and pleasant sound, reminding the owner of the house that guests are coming.

"welcome."

Wen Dao, who was lying on the teacher's chair, said casually, while raising his head to glance at the door.

Through the hollowed-out screen, he saw a young man wearing a mask, a black peaked cap, and holding a black bag in his arms, pushing open the carved door and entering.

Although this young man is wearing a mask, it can be seen that he is not very old, not much different from Wen Dao, only in his early twenties.

"Guests, please feel free to take them away if you like them."

Wen Dao took a sip of his tea, and his tone was extremely casual, letting the young man walk around in the morning and evening pavilion.

In fact, the moment the young man entered Chaoxi Pavilion, Wen Dao recognized his identity.

He is Guteng!

It is said that one of the traversers who pay more attention to in Zu Xing.

It's just that I heard that I knew Gu Teng, but Gu Teng didn't know him.

Gu Teng's behavior today looks a little sneaky, pretending to be an ordinary customer, looking at the antiques and curios in the store.

The antiques placed on several mahogany antique racks near the gate, after a careful inspection, Gu Teng judged that they were a group of handicraft imitations, which were no different from most of the antique shops outside.

Gu Teng was a little disappointed, thinking that this antique shop, like the others on the street, was an ordinary shop with no knowledge of goods.

Just as he was about to leave, he glanced at the antiques placed on a shelf inside the house, and his heart was shocked.

As a top student majoring in archeology at Chang'an University, Gu Teng has a wealth of experience with antiques.

The porcelain, bronze, jade and other antiques placed on this antique shelf, he can see at a glance that they are very different from other imitations.

These are the real thing! !

"And it's an authentic cultural relic that hasn't been unearthed for a few years!" Gu Teng added this sentence in his heart.

Thinking of this, Gu Teng's eyes lit up.

Gu Teng looked around and saw that there was no one coming and going near the Chaoxi Pavilion, and no one paid attention to this place.

Gu Teng hesitated, thinking whether to sell the things in his arms.

"Guest, is there anything you like? If you are destined, how about taking it away?"

At this time, a gentle voice came from behind, waking up the pensive Gu Teng, and turned around to look.

The owner of the voice is the owner of Chaoxi Pavilion.

When he saw Wen Dao for the first time, Gu Teng couldn't help admiring in his heart: "What a handsome man! His temperament is as ethereal as a banished fairy!"

I heard that he was lying on the chair behind the counter. Gu Teng only knew where the boss was, but he didn't know that he was so young and handsome.

Hearing Wen Dao's inquiry, Gu Teng finally made up his mind and decided to trust his intuition.

He came to Wen Dao's side and asked, "Boss, do you collect antiques?"

Wen Dao opened his eyes and looked at Gu Teng with great interest: "Accept it, no matter whether it is legitimate or not, or the source is unknown, I will accept it."

"What? Do you have an antique in your hand that needs to be sold?"

Hearing Wen Dao's words, the last worry in Gu Teng's heart finally dissipated, and he whispered: "That's right, boss, I have an ancestral Tang Sancai here, take a look."

As he spoke, Gu Teng opened the black bag in his arms, revealing the contents.

Wen Dao took a closer look: "Yo, it really is."

"However, whether it is genuine or not, you still need to palm your eyes."

Then Wen Dao took out the brightly colored horse-shaped porcelain inside, and took out a magnifying glass to examine it carefully.

After more than ten minutes, Wen Dao put down the porcelain vase, nodded and said, "It is indeed a genuine Tang Sancai, with bright colors, well-preserved, and almost no defects."

A smile appeared on Guteng's face.

As the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties, Chang'an has many ancient objects buried underground.

Over the years, during the construction of Chang'an City, ancient tombs were dug out eight out of ten times, and the construction site became an archaeological site in an instant.

During the three years in the university, Gu Teng followed the teachers of the college and carried out several on-site archaeology.

He personally excavated several Tang Sancai pottery fragments from the soil.

Of course, this Tang Sancai was not stolen by Gu Teng from the archaeological site.

There are a lot of surveillance at the archaeological site, and there are staff everywhere. Even if Gu Teng is practicing now and his skills are faster than ordinary people, he can't steal antiques from them.

This Tang Sancai was obtained by Gu Teng from a group of tomb robbers! !

As the saying goes, there is no book without a coincidence.

There are many ancient tombs around Chang'an City, and naturally there is no shortage of desperate tomb robbers.

When Gu Teng went to the mountains to practice again, he happened to meet a group of tomb robbers.

Relying on his eyesight and hearing far beyond ordinary people, he knew their identities and that they had just dug out an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty not long ago.

Therefore, Gu Teng, who was in short supply and needed a lot of money to maintain his cultivation, followed them back to their lair, and obtained several antiques.

Anyway, these antiques were obtained by tomb robbers, and they were also smuggled abroad for sale.

It's better to help him, a poor man.

As for the tomb robbers who were blacked out, they probably didn't dare to call the police.

When it came out today, Gu Teng wanted to use these few antiques to make some money.

As a student majoring in archeology, Gu Teng knew that he would be sentenced to a high prison term if he was caught buying and selling antiques of unknown origin.

But there is no way, Gu Teng might as well say clearly that the money he earns from shooting some martial arts videos on the Internet is too little to support his daily training needs.

And there are no evil forces in Chang'an City to make him black and white.

Gu Teng could only choose to sell these antiques.

Otherwise, his cultivation will stagnate.

You must know that Mingyan became the first level of Heavenly Blood Qi Realm a few days ago.

As for Gu Teng, his current blood strength is only more than three hundred catties, which is still a long way from the first heaven.

This is the gap brought about by resources.

Of course, when making the move, Gu Teng also carefully screened it, and saw that there were many antiques in Wen Dao's place that were suspected to be of unknown origin, so he asked Wen Dao whether he would buy antiques.

After getting Wen Dao's clear answer, Gu Teng was sure.

Gu Teng said: "Boss, my Tang Sancai statue is brightly colored and can be regarded as the treasure of the town store. How about I sell it to you at a price?"

Wen Dao smiled and stretched out five fingers: "Five million, how about it?"

Gu Teng's eyes were fixed, a little surprised: "Really?"

In fact, the price is a bit inflated.

Some Tang Sancai, the auction price at the auction can indeed reach tens of millions of RMB

But for this kind of antiques of unknown origin, ordinary antique shops will lower the price to keep the price to a minimum. At most, the price will be more than one million, or even only a few hundred thousand.

But who told Gu Teng to make a great contribution to Wen Dao—although he himself didn't know it.

Wen Dao naturally wouldn't treat him badly.

What's more, Wen Dao didn't value this small amount of money at all.

Giving it to Gu Teng will allow him to practice faster and help Wen Dao to spread martial arts in the ancestor star.

Why not do it.