Tomb Robber: I have golden eyes

Second update

: These things are like telling stories, coming from Lu Zhaozhao's mouth.

From this moment on, he finally felt relieved about his son. After all, he didn't understand anything in his family.

How to carry on the family lineage in the future, even though things are disgraceful.

After hearing everything, Lu Ming felt something was wrong.

He looked tentatively at his father

"That's not right, Dad, wasn't my grandfather a bandit? You have no culture.

How did our antique shop open?"

According to logic, it would be good if a bandit doesn't go around shouting and killing. He is actually involved in the antique industry. It is indeed a boar cutting off the balls. It is absolutely impossible.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhaozhao didn't think about it for a while, and finally remembered one thing

"When your grandfather and I went to Kyoto, we met two capable people. I don't know their identities.

I only remember that one of them had Buddhist beads in his hand, and he looked like he was dressed as a monk.

The other one, because your grandfather asked for directions, it turned out that both of them were bandits, and they immediately fell in love with him.

In addition, your grandfather liked to brag to everyone when he was young, so the four of us walked together for a while.

That senior felt that it was too late to meet your grandfather, so he left behind a very, very simple antique identification book."

Listening to this, Lu Ming had to admire him. His grandfather walked from south to north with just one mouth. He was indeed a clever little ghost.

As for the identity of the two of them, Lu Ming did not remember. After all, there were so many capable people in the world of ghost blowing lanterns..

In addition, he had no time to recall in the past few years, so he simply ignored it.

However, he was very interested in the book.

So he stretched out his hand and handed it to Lu Zhaozhao.

This sudden move made Lu Zhaozhao confused.

"What does it mean? Want money? Go get it from Lao Zhang and ask me what I'm doing!"

Looking at his father, he still doesn't understand.

Lu Ming got straight to the point.

"Books, what I want are books, not money. Am I still short of money?"

After being reminded, Lu Zhaozhao's old face dropped slightly.

He felt a little embarrassed, but it was nothing. His son and wife behaved differently from the ones he knew.

He had long been used to this way of getting along..

Turn around and come to a grid and take out a book from it

"No, this is what the senior gave to your grandfather.

Everything above is the best."

Looking at the worn and yellowed book, Lu Ming used his eyes to take a look.

He found that it was an ordinary thing, but he took it and opened it.

When he saw the first page, he was shocked.

Because there were no words on it. , but some pictures, very vivid and vivid

"As expected of a bandit, he used pictures to express himself without words. He was so smart!"

Although it looks very simple, the meaning expressed in this book is very complete.

For example, how to identify true and false porcelain.

Generally speaking, the easiest way to identify porcelain is to look at the edges of the porcelain.

The porcelain of the royal aristocrats all has different characteristics. When people take care of themselves, due to habits, certain parts will be touched frequently.

This will cause these parts to be rounder and smoother.

Finally, it depends on the style. If something is too similar to the real thing, it is fake, and if it smells too earthy, it is fake.

Because too many people have taken over the real thing, the earthy smell has long since disappeared. The fake product was just taken out of the humid cellar and sold directly. The mud smells as strong as shit, so it is definitely fake. There are several kinds of soil left.

The method is also similar to the picture.

Not to mention, if you are really good at learning, you can definitely beat 80% of the people in the literary and entertainment market.

After closing the book, Lu Ming immediately admired the bandit senior.

No wonder he can rely on bandits to become an expert. Designated with special abilities.

After finishing, Lu Ming began to observe the things around him seriously.

Just now he just looked briefly and did not use the ability of his eyes to inquire.

"Why! What are you doing? Are you ready to eat?"

Finding that his son still didn't want to leave, Lu Zhaozhao immediately reminded him that it was already dinner time.

How could Lu Ming, who was so excited, leave? He declined and continued to watch.

"Dad, do you know that there are some awesome antiques in this world?"

These words that his son suddenly said made Lu Zhaozhao confused.

He was worried that the other party was sick.

"No, son, don’t scare me. This antique is just an antique. What else can you do besides selling it for money?"

The father's response let Lu Ming know that Lu Zhaozhao has not yet come into contact with the field of Lingbao.

It is normal to think about it. After all, he was born as a bandit, and he can already learn how to distinguish the authenticity of antiques. It is already considered powerful. If he has a deeper understanding of Lingbao, I am afraid that Only those with more than three generations of inherited families like Jiu Men have the qualifications to understand.

As he was talking, Lu Ming quickly saw a good thing.

A sword, an ancient sword that looked dark and mysterious.

【Item name: Thunder Fire Sword

【Item level]: Xuan level low-grade (broken)

【Item abilities: Yin thunder, fire burning, exorcism

【Item description]: The weapon of the Three-dong Taoist in the Southern Dynasties was made of lightning-struck wood. After years of tempering, the wood was half-turned into iron. It dates back to 1470.

The hilt plus the sword blade are approximately one meter in total, and they look like burnt wood.

"Taoist sword? This thing is a good thing. It must have been a weapon of a highly practiced Taoist priest during his lifetime.

It's perfect for self-defense if you go to fight upside down."

Opening the grid, Lu Ming stretched out his hand and took it to the middle of the sword body to take a look.

The weight was okay, and when he flicked it up with his fingers, there was a crisp sound.

No wonder it is made of half-meter-half iron, as special as metal.

"Dad, this stuff is good stuff."

Hold the sword to show off in front of Lu Zhaozhao, but Lu Zhaozhao is obviously not interested in this sword.

Not only that, he also said proudly

"What's so fun about swords? Your father used to play with nine-ring swords!"

Glancing at Lu Zhaozhao, Lu Ming had nothing to say.

Because this old man was a bandit when he was young, and it was normal for him to play with knives.

Then he continued to look down, and soon saw several bundles of bamboo slips.

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