Chapter 1: The Mysterious Tiger Talisman
Ah, this thing seems to be quite similar to the one that the king gave me back then! I, the general, used such a tiger talisman to conquer the six states back in the day!" A netizen named Wang Jian immediately replied.
What is so special about the Tiger Talisman? Tomorrow, I will bring out the nuclear button I found at a stall in Red Square last time to show you all! The subsequent replies turned into a bragging contest
Take away two thousand!
Oh, the items at this street stall seem quite interesting! If the prices aren't too exorbitant, I might pick one! Whatever I think of comes to mind, Li You turned around and just saw an old man setting up a street stall by the roadside, where most of the items displayed appeared to be antique and rusty.
The argument continued until midnight, and only after several netizens had their spirits shattered did Li You finally feel satisfied enough to turn off the lights and go to bed, soon drifting into dreams.
The Eastern Han Dynasty's five-zhu coins are excessively abundant in existence, and their prices indeed cannot rise. This particular copper coin does not appear to be a rare treasure, and a price of twenty aligns with the market conditions.
One hundred is the maximum!
He then engaged in a heated debate with netizens on this point. He does not genuinely believe that one hundred thousand Mongolian cavalry could defeat the German army; he simply enjoys the thrill of such nonsensical arguments
This is the Eastern Han Dynasty's Wuzhu coin, nothing particularly rare. If you like it, consider it as twenty-one pieces for you
The young man has good taste, he immediately recognized my store's treasure! The old man gave a thumbs up, "This is the tiger talisman that Lord Xinling used to rescue Zhao back in the day. I just dug it up from my backyard last month. It's yours for only 8,000 yuan!"
That is Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival". The one in the Forbidden City is a fake; the real one is here, priced at 6,800 with no negotiation!
What about this painting
Li You cheerfully opened the military fantasy section to engage in some casual discussion. Oh, this post is interesting! The thread titled "Who Would Win: A First-Class World War II German Division or 100,000 Elite Mongolian Cavalry?" quickly caught Li You's attention, as he has always favored such chaotic military confrontations across different time periods.
Immediately click in to start replying, 100,000 elite Mongolian cavalry began to charge towards the German army from beyond the effective range of 1,000 meters! During the charge, the German army used all their firearms to fire, but due to the flat terrain, it is estimated that only the front-line German soldiers could shoot; if the soldiers in the back fired, they would inadvertently hit those in front. Therefore, while the Mongolian army did suffer casualties, I estimate that at least around 50,000 cavalry could still break into the German positions. If the German army does not have tanks at that time, the outcome is truly uncertain, because in close combat, the use of machine guns is ineffective and can easily result in friendly fire... During the charge, the German army used all their firearms to fire, but due to the flat terrain, it is estimated that only the front-line German soldiers could shoot; if the soldiers in the back fired, they would inadvertently hit those in front. Therefore, while the Mongolian army did suffer casualties, I estimate that at least around 50,000 cavalry could still break into the German positions. If the German army does not have tanks at that time, the outcome is truly uncertain, because in close combat, the use of machine guns is ineffective and can easily result in friendly fire...
Li You left with the tiger talisman, and the old man happily stuffed the banknotes into his wallet, feeling quite lucky today; he could enjoy a couple of drinks in the evening! After a while, he looked at the items on his stall with confusion, wondering, "Hmm, I have never had a tiger talisman before? Where did this thing come from?"
Oh, let me take a look at something else!" Li You put down the five-cash coin and picked up a small bronze Buddha statue beside it, "How much is this?
Today, Master Li, you have certainly struck it rich! Li You's forum ID is Master Li, and those who know him like to call him Master. If you manage to cash in, remember to treat us brothers to some health care!
one thousand
"Sir, how much is this item?" Li You picked up a five-zhu coin and inquired about the price. He was not naive enough to believe that everything displayed here was genuine; the legendary notion of stumbling upon a treasure seemed unlikely to happen to him. However, he felt that these items were quite in line with the style of the city of Chang'an. If the craftsmanship was decent and the price was reasonable, he thought it would be nice to buy one or two pieces to take back as decorations.
Just as Li You began to snore, the tiger talisman placed on the computer desk suddenly emitted a faint white light, gradually spreading and enveloping Li You in its glow... The intricate seal characters on the bronze tiger also lit up accordingly, and this high-tech style suddenly appearing on the ancient talisman seemed particularly mysterious...
This is an item excavated from the Famen Temple, a Buddha statue worshipped by the Tang Dynasty royal family. If you really want it, take it for five thousand! The old man's response nearly made Li You kneel. It sounded reasonable at first, but how did it turn into a scam? If this really is something from the Famen Temple, do you believe I will call the Cultural Relics Bureau and have them give you four hundred directly to take it away?
This precisely hit Li You's psychological price point. Every time he goes out traveling, he always sets a limit of 200 yuan for himself. If the price is below this amount, he considers it just a bit of fun; if it exceeds this price, he won't buy anything, no matter how good it is! The tiger talisman, an ancient imperial command symbol for mobilizing troops, is particularly appealing to a military enthusiast like him. Thus, in the end, he still took out his wallet, pulled out two 100 yuan bills, and stuffed the tiger talisman into his backpack.
"Sir, I may not be well-read, but don't try to deceive me! The Duke of Xinling was from the State of Wei! From your accent, you must be a local from Chang'an, right? How did the tiger tally of Wei end up in your backyard?" Li You was amused by him, "Alright then, seeing how hard you are working at your stall in this hot weather, I'll take this item for fifty bucks!"
Five hundred
At 10 PM, Li You had already returned home from the airport. Without taking the time to shower, he took out his phone and snapped a few photos of the tiger talisman, then opened his computer to upload them to the military forum where he often posted. "Let me broaden your horizons. Today, I found this tiger talisman in Chang'an. It was exactly this thing that Lord Xinling used to command troops and save the State of Zhao!"
One hundred and six
Then, Li You disappeared from the room
After a round of haggling, the old man stubbornly held firm at the price of 200, refusing to budge no matter how eloquently Li You spoke
"Hey, what happened to the State of Wei? In the end, wasn't it destroyed by our State of Qin? Ultimately, didn't this thing fall into the hands of us Qin people?" You can't deny it, the old man's argument is well-reasoned and substantiated. After speaking, he took a puff from his dry tobacco pipe, his cunning little eyes scanning around Li You's clothes, "If you really want it, I can count it for you as three thousand!"
I am flying home tonight! It is not easy to come to Chang'an, so I should buy some souvenirs, right? Outside the Chang'an History Museum, Li You scratched his head in distress. He had such a great time climbing Mount Huashan and visiting the Terracotta Army of Qin Shi Huang a few days ago, but only when it was time to leave did he remember that he hadn't bought any souvenirs.
One hundred five
Li You was already too exhausted to complain. After several attempts, he finally reached for the item he had been eyeing for a long time, asking, "How much is this thing?"