"Going up the mountain again?" "You brat, are you going to live in the village now?" Uncle Zhu Zi asked.”
"Yeah, I'll be staying here permanently in the future.”
"What about your work?"
Yang Chen pointed at the drone.”
"What? Streamer? What's that for?"
"Uh... I just want to bring people to see the scenery.”
He really didn't know how to explain the broadcasting industry.
How to make money?
"I can."
"You young people know how to play. As for me, I can only farm.”
Uncle Zhu Zi shook his head and asked,""Why are you going up the mountain this time?"
"I'm going to see if I can find some mulberry and elm wood to make a bow.”
"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you have to go up the mountain?”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, do you have wood at home?”
"No, I didn't."
"I…"
What are you talking about?
"Pfft ~ Uncle Zhu Zi is an old crosstalk actor.”
"You're so funny! Uncle Zhu Zi is so funny! Old Master Chen, are all the people in your village so funny?"”
"If Uncle Zhu Zi was 20 years younger, I feel that Old Master Chen wouldn't have anything to do with him.”
"That's right. Even if I don't go up the mountain for a day and just listen to Uncle Zhu Zi speak, I can watch for a day.”
Uncle Zhu Zi said,"But I have ox horns at home."”
Yang Chen's eyes lit up.”
"Two meters." Uncle Zhu Zi said,"Moreover, this ox horn is a semi-finished product. You can use it directly on the bowstring."”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, are you selling it?" Yang Chen's heart was itching.”
"What's there to sell? If you like it, just take it and play with it. This is my grandfather's generation back then.”
Uncle Zhu Zi carried the hoe and went home."Follow me."
Yang Chen followed behind, feeling extremely excited.
He had originally planned to just make a bow that was about the same size.
Who would have thought that he would actually encounter the Oxhorn Bow!
"Why does Old Master Chen look so excited?”
"A bunch of bull horns…that can't be, right?”
"Old Master Chen, you've seen the world. Please maintain your image, okay? You're making me feel like I'm not in your shoes.”
[Jia Tian Xia: What do you know!] That was the Oxhorn Bow!
“？？？”
"Master Jia, although you are rich, handsome, and knowledgeable, how can you swear? No, I'm angry. I have to kiss, hug, and lift me up high to calm down.”
Jia Tianxia: "Sorry, sorry. I was too excited." But you don't play with bows, so you won't understand the value of a bullhorn bow. To put it simply, in the high-end archery industry, traditional bows were probably the most expensive. A few years ago, I bought a traditional bow made of purple wood for 70,000. However, this Purple Shirt Wood was like a younger brother compared to the Oxhorn Bow.
"F * ck, 70,000 for a bow? Boss, if you give me 700, I'll twist my body into a bow for you to play with.”
"The city knows how to play
…"
Jia Tianxia was really jealous.
Bull Horn Bow.
This thing was too rare.
With his capital, he would definitely be able to buy it.
But after so many years, he had never found one that caught his eye.
Firstly, there weren't many good ones. Secondly, even if there were good ones, they were all collected by other enthusiasts.
Finally, something that was truly worth collecting must have a certain historical background.
He wanted to know what Uncle Zhu Zi's bull horn bow was like.
However, he estimated that it shouldn't be bad.
After all, he was from Uncle Zhu Zi's era.
In that era, the Oxhorn Bow was the most common.
To be able to pass down to this day, the value of this inheritance was not easy to measure.
Yang Chen followed him to Uncle Zhu Zi's house.
The second floor of the house was made of cement, and the courtyard was made of stones and straw.
It looked very simple and ordinary.
There was an old motorcycle parked in the yard, and there was a faucet connected to the wall for washing clothes.
A woman with a wrinkled face was drying the cooked bamboo shoots on the ground. She was making dried bamboo shoots.
"Yang Yang is here?"
"Is this the big black snake? He had heard from Zhu Zi long ago, but he finally saw it today.”
When the woman saw Big Black, she was not afraid. Instead, she wanted to touch it.
"Big Black, this is Auntie."
"Hiss hiss ~"
Black took the initiative to let her touch its head.
"Good girl." Aunt 'er smiled and said,"This snake is good. You have to take good care of it and protect the family."”
"Definitely."
Yang Chen thought to himself that it was fine as long as they didn't tear down the house. Who knew who would protect who?
"Wait for me here. I'll go in and look for him.”
Uncle Zhu Zi entered the house and searched for a while before coming out with a huge bullhorn bow.
Yang Chen had a strong intuition when he saw the Oxhorn Bow.
This was it!
"How is this bow?"
"Good!"
Yang Chen took it and grabbed it.
It was very heavy in his hand. It was at least ten catties.
For a normal person, it would be considered pretty good if they could even lift the bow, let alone pull the bow and shoot an arrow.
Yang Chen carefully looked at it inch by inch.
Whether it was the workmanship or the other aspects, this bow could be said to be the best of the best.
"Good, really good!"
"Uncle Zhu Zi, I can't take this bow for free.”
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this bow was not ordinary.
If he met someone he liked, he would be willing to take out hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Even if it was sold normally, this bow would cost more than a hundred thousand.
"Why not? I watched you grow up. Let's not do this. If you like it, just take it.”
Uncle Zhu Zi forcefully stuffed the bull-horn bow into his hand and said unquestionably.
Yang Chen shook his head with a bitter smile."Uncle Zhu Zi, I really can't just take this bow. It's too valuable." Moreover, if you knew that this bow could be sold for more than a hundred thousand, you would definitely regret it.”
"What? Hundreds of thousands? Is that it?"
Uncle Zhu Zi and Aunt Zhu 'er widened their eyes.
"Yes, at least a hundred thousand."
"This..."
Seeing his serious expression, Uncle Zhu Zi immediately felt conflicted.
People were like that.
It's fine if you don't know how valuable this bow is.
But you knew, and you gave it away for nothing.
Furthermore, they were farmers.
Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?
But a man's face meant that he could not take back what he had said.
Uncle Zhu Zi waved his hand."Take it away quickly. Don't hang around in front of me. Otherwise, I'll really regret it."”
"Uncle, look at what you're saying. How can I let you suffer?”
"200,000. I'll buy this bow.”
"No! You don't even want a penny. Take it away quickly, or I'll chase you away with a shovel.”
"Pillar!"
Aunt Li tugged at him.
"What time is it? Why are you still so concerned about your reputation?”
"Our daughter is working alone outside. If we really have this 200,000 yuan, we can get her a down payment to buy a house.”
Aunt 'er blamed.
Uncle Zhu Zi stopped talking.
He was really conflicted. "Going up the mountain again?" "You brat, are you going to live in the village now?" Uncle Zhu Zi asked.”
"Yeah, I'll be staying here permanently in the future.”
"What about your work?"
Yang Chen pointed at the drone.”
"What? Streamer? What's that for?"
"Uh... I just want to bring people to see the scenery.”
He really didn't know how to explain the broadcasting industry.
How to make money?
"I can."
"You young people know how to play. As for me, I can only farm.”
Uncle Zhu Zi shook his head and asked,""Why are you going up the mountain this time?"
"I'm going to see if I can find some mulberry and elm wood to make a bow.”
"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you have to go up the mountain?”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, do you have wood at home?”
"No, I didn't."
"I…"
What are you talking about?
"Pfft ~ Uncle Zhu Zi is an old crosstalk actor.”
"You're so funny! Uncle Zhu Zi is so funny! Old Master Chen, are all the people in your village so funny?"”
"If Uncle Zhu Zi was 20 years younger, I feel that Old Master Chen wouldn't have anything to do with him.”
"That's right. Even if I don't go up the mountain for a day and just listen to Uncle Zhu Zi speak, I can watch for a day.”
Uncle Zhu Zi said,"But I have ox horns at home."”
Yang Chen's eyes lit up.”
"Two meters." Uncle Zhu Zi said,"Moreover, this ox horn is a semi-finished product. You can use it directly on the bowstring."”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, are you selling it?" Yang Chen's heart was itching.”
"What's there to sell? If you like it, just take it and play with it. This is my grandfather's generation back then.”
Uncle Zhu Zi carried the hoe and went home."Follow me."
Yang Chen followed behind, feeling extremely excited.
He had originally planned to just make a bow that was about the same size.
Who would have thought that he would actually encounter the Oxhorn Bow!
"Why does Old Master Chen look so excited?”
"A bunch of bull horns…that can't be, right?”
"Old Master Chen, you've seen the world. Please maintain your image, okay? You're making me feel like I'm not in your shoes.”
[Jia Tian Xia: What do you know!] That was the Oxhorn Bow!
“？？？”
"Master Jia, although you are rich, handsome, and knowledgeable, how can you swear? No, I'm angry. I have to kiss, hug, and lift me up high to calm down.”
Jia Tianxia: "Sorry, sorry. I was too excited." But you don't play with bows, so you won't understand the value of a bullhorn bow. To put it simply, in the high-end archery industry, traditional bows were probably the most expensive. A few years ago, I bought a traditional bow made of purple wood for 70,000. However, this Purple Shirt Wood was like a younger brother compared to the Oxhorn Bow.
"F * ck, 70,000 for a bow? Boss, if you give me 700, I'll twist my body into a bow for you to play with.”
"The city knows how to play
…"
Jia Tianxia was really jealous.
Bull Horn Bow.
This thing was too rare.
With his capital, he would definitely be able to buy it.
But after so many years, he had never found one that caught his eye.
Firstly, there weren't many good ones. Secondly, even if there were good ones, they were all collected by other enthusiasts.
Finally, something that was truly worth collecting must have a certain historical background.
He wanted to know what Uncle Zhu Zi's bull horn bow was like.
However, he estimated that it shouldn't be bad.
After all, he was from Uncle Zhu Zi's era.
In that era, the Oxhorn Bow was the most common.
To be able to pass down to this day, the value of this inheritance was not easy to measure.
Yang Chen followed him to Uncle Zhu Zi's house.
The second floor of the house was made of cement, and the courtyard was made of stones and straw.
It looked very simple and ordinary.
There was an old motorcycle parked in the yard, and there was a faucet connected to the wall for washing clothes.
A woman with a wrinkled face was drying the cooked bamboo shoots on the ground. She was making dried bamboo shoots.
"Yang Yang is here?"
"Is this the big black snake? He had heard from Zhu Zi long ago, but he finally saw it today.”
When the woman saw Big Black, she was not afraid. Instead, she wanted to touch it.
"Big Black, this is Auntie."
"Hiss hiss ~"
Black took the initiative to let her touch its head.
"Good girl." Aunt 'er smiled and said,"This snake is good. You have to take good care of it and protect the family."”
"Definitely."
Yang Chen thought to himself that it was fine as long as they didn't tear down the house. Who knew who would protect who?
"Wait for me here. I'll go in and look for him.”
Uncle Zhu Zi entered the house and searched for a while before coming out with a huge bullhorn bow.
Yang Chen had a strong intuition when he saw the Oxhorn Bow.
This was it!
"How is this bow?"
"Good!"
Yang Chen took it and grabbed it.
It was very heavy in his hand. It was at least ten catties.
For a normal person, it would be considered pretty good if they could even lift the bow, let alone pull the bow and shoot an arrow.
Yang Chen carefully looked at it inch by inch.
Whether it was the workmanship or the other aspects, this bow could be said to be the best of the best.
"Good, really good!"
"Uncle Zhu Zi, I can't take this bow for free.”
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this bow was not ordinary.
If he met someone he liked, he would be willing to take out hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Even if it was sold normally, this bow would cost more than a hundred thousand.
"Why not? I watched you grow up. Let's not do this. If you like it, just take it.”
Uncle Zhu Zi forcefully stuffed the bull-horn bow into his hand and said unquestionably.
Yang Chen shook his head with a bitter smile."Uncle Zhu Zi, I really can't just take this bow. It's too valuable." Moreover, if you knew that this bow could be sold for more than a hundred thousand, you would definitely regret it.”
"What? Hundreds of thousands? Is that it?"
Uncle Zhu Zi and Aunt Zhu 'er widened their eyes.
"Yes, at least a hundred thousand."
"This..."
Seeing his serious expression, Uncle Zhu Zi immediately felt conflicted.
People were like that.
It's fine if you don't know how valuable this bow is.
But you knew, and you gave it away for nothing.
Furthermore, they were farmers.
Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?
But a man's face meant that he could not take back what he had said.
Uncle Zhu Zi waved his hand."Take it away quickly. Don't hang around in front of me. Otherwise, I'll really regret it."”
"Uncle, look at what you're saying. How can I let you suffer?”
"200,000. I'll buy this bow.”
"No! You don't even want a penny. Take it away quickly, or I'll chase you away with a shovel.”
"Pillar!"
Aunt Li tugged at him.
"What time is it? Why are you still so concerned about your reputation?”
"Our daughter is working alone outside. If we really have this 200,000 yuan, we can get her a down payment to buy a house.”
Aunt 'er blamed.
Uncle Zhu Zi stopped talking.
He was really conflicted. "Going up the mountain again?" "You brat, are you going to live in the village now?" Uncle Zhu Zi asked.”
"Yeah, I'll be staying here permanently in the future.”
"What about your work?"
Yang Chen pointed at the drone.”
"What? Streamer? What's that for?"
"Uh... I just want to bring people to see the scenery.”
He really didn't know how to explain the broadcasting industry.
How to make money?
"I can."
"You young people know how to play. As for me, I can only farm.”
Uncle Zhu Zi shook his head and asked,""Why are you going up the mountain this time?"
"I'm going to see if I can find some mulberry and elm wood to make a bow.”
"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you have to go up the mountain?”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, do you have wood at home?”
"No, I didn't."
"I…"
What are you talking about?
"Pfft ~ Uncle Zhu Zi is an old crosstalk actor.”
"You're so funny! Uncle Zhu Zi is so funny! Old Master Chen, are all the people in your village so funny?"”
"If Uncle Zhu Zi was 20 years younger, I feel that Old Master Chen wouldn't have anything to do with him.”
"That's right. Even if I don't go up the mountain for a day and just listen to Uncle Zhu Zi speak, I can watch for a day.”
Uncle Zhu Zi said,"But I have ox horns at home."”
Yang Chen's eyes lit up.”
"Two meters." Uncle Zhu Zi said,"Moreover, this ox horn is a semi-finished product. You can use it directly on the bowstring."”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, are you selling it?" Yang Chen's heart was itching.”
"What's there to sell? If you like it, just take it and play with it. This is my grandfather's generation back then.”
Uncle Zhu Zi carried the hoe and went home."Follow me."
Yang Chen followed behind, feeling extremely excited.
He had originally planned to just make a bow that was about the same size.
Who would have thought that he would actually encounter the Oxhorn Bow!
"Why does Old Master Chen look so excited?”
"A bunch of bull horns…that can't be, right?”
"Old Master Chen, you've seen the world. Please maintain your image, okay? You're making me feel like I'm not in your shoes.”
[Jia Tian Xia: What do you know!] That was the Oxhorn Bow!
“？？？”
"Master Jia, although you are rich, handsome, and knowledgeable, how can you swear? No, I'm angry. I have to kiss, hug, and lift me up high to calm down.”
Jia Tianxia: "Sorry, sorry. I was too excited." But you don't play with bows, so you won't understand the value of a bullhorn bow. To put it simply, in the high-end archery industry, traditional bows were probably the most expensive. A few years ago, I bought a traditional bow made of purple wood for 70,000. However, this Purple Shirt Wood was like a younger brother compared to the Oxhorn Bow.
"F * ck, 70,000 for a bow? Boss, if you give me 700, I'll twist my body into a bow for you to play with.”
"The city knows how to play
…"
Jia Tianxia was really jealous.
Bull Horn Bow.
This thing was too rare.
With his capital, he would definitely be able to buy it.
But after so many years, he had never found one that caught his eye.
Firstly, there weren't many good ones. Secondly, even if there were good ones, they were all collected by other enthusiasts.
Finally, something that was truly worth collecting must have a certain historical background.
He wanted to know what Uncle Zhu Zi's bull horn bow was like.
However, he estimated that it shouldn't be bad.
After all, he was from Uncle Zhu Zi's era.
In that era, the Oxhorn Bow was the most common.
To be able to pass down to this day, the value of this inheritance was not easy to measure.
Yang Chen followed him to Uncle Zhu Zi's house.
The second floor of the house was made of cement, and the courtyard was made of stones and straw.
It looked very simple and ordinary.
There was an old motorcycle parked in the yard, and there was a faucet connected to the wall for washing clothes.
A woman with a wrinkled face was drying the cooked bamboo shoots on the ground. She was making dried bamboo shoots.
"Yang Yang is here?"
"Is this the big black snake? He had heard from Zhu Zi long ago, but he finally saw it today.”
When the woman saw Big Black, she was not afraid. Instead, she wanted to touch it.
"Big Black, this is Auntie."
"Hiss hiss ~"
Black took the initiative to let her touch its head.
"Good girl." Aunt 'er smiled and said,"This snake is good. You have to take good care of it and protect the family."”
"Definitely."
Yang Chen thought to himself that it was fine as long as they didn't tear down the house. Who knew who would protect who?
"Wait for me here. I'll go in and look for him.”
Uncle Zhu Zi entered the house and searched for a while before coming out with a huge bullhorn bow.
Yang Chen had a strong intuition when he saw the Oxhorn Bow.
This was it!
"How is this bow?"
"Good!"
Yang Chen took it and grabbed it.
It was very heavy in his hand. It was at least ten catties.
For a normal person, it would be considered pretty good if they could even lift the bow, let alone pull the bow and shoot an arrow.
Yang Chen carefully looked at it inch by inch.
Whether it was the workmanship or the other aspects, this bow could be said to be the best of the best.
"Good, really good!"
"Uncle Zhu Zi, I can't take this bow for free.”
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this bow was not ordinary.
If he met someone he liked, he would be willing to take out hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Even if it was sold normally, this bow would cost more than a hundred thousand.
"Why not? I watched you grow up. Let's not do this. If you like it, just take it.”
Uncle Zhu Zi forcefully stuffed the bull-horn bow into his hand and said unquestionably.
Yang Chen shook his head with a bitter smile."Uncle Zhu Zi, I really can't just take this bow. It's too valuable." Moreover, if you knew that this bow could be sold for more than a hundred thousand, you would definitely regret it.”
"What? Hundreds of thousands? Is that it?"
Uncle Zhu Zi and Aunt Zhu 'er widened their eyes.
"Yes, at least a hundred thousand."
"This..."
Seeing his serious expression, Uncle Zhu Zi immediately felt conflicted.
People were like that.
It's fine if you don't know how valuable this bow is.
But you knew, and you gave it away for nothing.
Furthermore, they were farmers.
Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?
But a man's face meant that he could not take back what he had said.
Uncle Zhu Zi waved his hand."Take it away quickly. Don't hang around in front of me. Otherwise, I'll really regret it."”
"Uncle, look at what you're saying. How can I let you suffer?”
"200,000. I'll buy this bow.”
"No! You don't even want a penny. Take it away quickly, or I'll chase you away with a shovel.”
"Pillar!"
Aunt Li tugged at him.
"What time is it? Why are you still so concerned about your reputation?”
"Our daughter is working alone outside. If we really have this 200,000 yuan, we can get her a down payment to buy a house.”
Aunt 'er blamed.
Uncle Zhu Zi stopped talking.
He was really conflicted. "Going up the mountain again?" "You brat, are you going to live in the village now?" Uncle Zhu Zi asked.”
"Yeah, I'll be staying here permanently in the future.”
"What about your work?"
Yang Chen pointed at the drone.”
"What? Streamer? What's that for?"
"Uh... I just want to bring people to see the scenery.”
He really didn't know how to explain the broadcasting industry.
How to make money?
"I can."
"You young people know how to play. As for me, I can only farm.”
Uncle Zhu Zi shook his head and asked,""Why are you going up the mountain this time?"
"I'm going to see if I can find some mulberry and elm wood to make a bow.”
"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you have to go up the mountain?”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, do you have wood at home?”
"No, I didn't."
"I…"
What are you talking about?
"Pfft ~ Uncle Zhu Zi is an old crosstalk actor.”
"You're so funny! Uncle Zhu Zi is so funny! Old Master Chen, are all the people in your village so funny?"”
"If Uncle Zhu Zi was 20 years younger, I feel that Old Master Chen wouldn't have anything to do with him.”
"That's right. Even if I don't go up the mountain for a day and just listen to Uncle Zhu Zi speak, I can watch for a day.”
Uncle Zhu Zi said,"But I have ox horns at home."”
Yang Chen's eyes lit up.”
"Two meters." Uncle Zhu Zi said,"Moreover, this ox horn is a semi-finished product. You can use it directly on the bowstring."”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, are you selling it?" Yang Chen's heart was itching.”
"What's there to sell? If you like it, just take it and play with it. This is my grandfather's generation back then.”
Uncle Zhu Zi carried the hoe and went home."Follow me."
Yang Chen followed behind, feeling extremely excited.
He had originally planned to just make a bow that was about the same size.
Who would have thought that he would actually encounter the Oxhorn Bow!
"Why does Old Master Chen look so excited?”
"A bunch of bull horns…that can't be, right?”
"Old Master Chen, you've seen the world. Please maintain your image, okay? You're making me feel like I'm not in your shoes.”
[Jia Tian Xia: What do you know!] That was the Oxhorn Bow!
“？？？”
"Master Jia, although you are rich, handsome, and knowledgeable, how can you swear? No, I'm angry. I have to kiss, hug, and lift me up high to calm down.”
Jia Tianxia: "Sorry, sorry. I was too excited." But you don't play with bows, so you won't understand the value of a bullhorn bow. To put it simply, in the high-end archery industry, traditional bows were probably the most expensive. A few years ago, I bought a traditional bow made of purple wood for 70,000. However, this Purple Shirt Wood was like a younger brother compared to the Oxhorn Bow.
"F * ck, 70,000 for a bow? Boss, if you give me 700, I'll twist my body into a bow for you to play with.”
"The city knows how to play
…"
Jia Tianxia was really jealous.
Bull Horn Bow.
This thing was too rare.
With his capital, he would definitely be able to buy it.
But after so many years, he had never found one that caught his eye.
Firstly, there weren't many good ones. Secondly, even if there were good ones, they were all collected by other enthusiasts.
Finally, something that was truly worth collecting must have a certain historical background.
He wanted to know what Uncle Zhu Zi's bull horn bow was like.
However, he estimated that it shouldn't be bad.
After all, he was from Uncle Zhu Zi's era.
In that era, the Oxhorn Bow was the most common.
To be able to pass down to this day, the value of this inheritance was not easy to measure.
Yang Chen followed him to Uncle Zhu Zi's house.
The second floor of the house was made of cement, and the courtyard was made of stones and straw.
It looked very simple and ordinary.
There was an old motorcycle parked in the yard, and there was a faucet connected to the wall for washing clothes.
A woman with a wrinkled face was drying the cooked bamboo shoots on the ground. She was making dried bamboo shoots.
"Yang Yang is here?"
"Is this the big black snake? He had heard from Zhu Zi long ago, but he finally saw it today.”
When the woman saw Big Black, she was not afraid. Instead, she wanted to touch it.
"Big Black, this is Auntie."
"Hiss hiss ~"
Black took the initiative to let her touch its head.
"Good girl." Aunt 'er smiled and said,"This snake is good. You have to take good care of it and protect the family."”
"Definitely."
Yang Chen thought to himself that it was fine as long as they didn't tear down the house. Who knew who would protect who?
"Wait for me here. I'll go in and look for him.”
Uncle Zhu Zi entered the house and searched for a while before coming out with a huge bullhorn bow.
Yang Chen had a strong intuition when he saw the Oxhorn Bow.
This was it!
"How is this bow?"
"Good!"
Yang Chen took it and grabbed it.
It was very heavy in his hand. It was at least ten catties.
For a normal person, it would be considered pretty good if they could even lift the bow, let alone pull the bow and shoot an arrow.
Yang Chen carefully looked at it inch by inch.
Whether it was the workmanship or the other aspects, this bow could be said to be the best of the best.
"Good, really good!"
"Uncle Zhu Zi, I can't take this bow for free.”
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this bow was not ordinary.
If he met someone he liked, he would be willing to take out hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Even if it was sold normally, this bow would cost more than a hundred thousand.
"Why not? I watched you grow up. Let's not do this. If you like it, just take it.”
Uncle Zhu Zi forcefully stuffed the bull-horn bow into his hand and said unquestionably.
Yang Chen shook his head with a bitter smile."Uncle Zhu Zi, I really can't just take this bow. It's too valuable." Moreover, if you knew that this bow could be sold for more than a hundred thousand, you would definitely regret it.”
"What? Hundreds of thousands? Is that it?"
Uncle Zhu Zi and Aunt Zhu 'er widened their eyes.
"Yes, at least a hundred thousand."
"This..."
Seeing his serious expression, Uncle Zhu Zi immediately felt conflicted.
People were like that.
It's fine if you don't know how valuable this bow is.
But you knew, and you gave it away for nothing.
Furthermore, they were farmers.
Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?
But a man's face meant that he could not take back what he had said.
Uncle Zhu Zi waved his hand."Take it away quickly. Don't hang around in front of me. Otherwise, I'll really regret it."”
"Uncle, look at what you're saying. How can I let you suffer?”
"200,000. I'll buy this bow.”
"No! You don't even want a penny. Take it away quickly, or I'll chase you away with a shovel.”
"Pillar!"
Aunt Li tugged at him.
"What time is it? Why are you still so concerned about your reputation?”
"Our daughter is working alone outside. If we really have this 200,000 yuan, we can get her a down payment to buy a house.”
Aunt 'er blamed.
Uncle Zhu Zi stopped talking.
He was really conflicted. "Going up the mountain again?" "You brat, are you going to live in the village now?" Uncle Zhu Zi asked.”
"Yeah, I'll be staying here permanently in the future.”
"What about your work?"
Yang Chen pointed at the drone.”
"What? Streamer? What's that for?"
"Uh... I just want to bring people to see the scenery.”
He really didn't know how to explain the broadcasting industry.
How to make money?
"I can."
"You young people know how to play. As for me, I can only farm.”
Uncle Zhu Zi shook his head and asked,""Why are you going up the mountain this time?"
"I'm going to see if I can find some mulberry and elm wood to make a bow.”
"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you have to go up the mountain?”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, do you have wood at home?”
"No, I didn't."
"I…"
What are you talking about?
"Pfft ~ Uncle Zhu Zi is an old crosstalk actor.”
"You're so funny! Uncle Zhu Zi is so funny! Old Master Chen, are all the people in your village so funny?"”
"If Uncle Zhu Zi was 20 years younger, I feel that Old Master Chen wouldn't have anything to do with him.”
"That's right. Even if I don't go up the mountain for a day and just listen to Uncle Zhu Zi speak, I can watch for a day.”
Uncle Zhu Zi said,"But I have ox horns at home."”
Yang Chen's eyes lit up.”
"Two meters." Uncle Zhu Zi said,"Moreover, this ox horn is a semi-finished product. You can use it directly on the bowstring."”
"Uncle Zhu Zi, are you selling it?" Yang Chen's heart was itching.”
"What's there to sell? If you like it, just take it and play with it. This is my grandfather's generation back then.”
Uncle Zhu Zi carried the hoe and went home."Follow me."
Yang Chen followed behind, feeling extremely excited.
He had originally planned to just make a bow that was about the same size.
Who would have thought that he would actually encounter the Oxhorn Bow!
"Why does Old Master Chen look so excited?”
"A bunch of bull horns…that can't be, right?”
"Old Master Chen, you've seen the world. Please maintain your image, okay? You're making me feel like I'm not in your shoes.”
[Jia Tian Xia: What do you know!] That was the Oxhorn Bow!
“？？？”
"Master Jia, although you are rich, handsome, and knowledgeable, how can you swear? No, I'm angry. I have to kiss, hug, and lift me up high to calm down.”
Jia Tianxia: "Sorry, sorry. I was too excited." But you don't play with bows, so you won't understand the value of a bullhorn bow. To put it simply, in the high-end archery industry, traditional bows were probably the most expensive. A few years ago, I bought a traditional bow made of purple wood for 70,000. However, this Purple Shirt Wood was like a younger brother compared to the Oxhorn Bow.
"F * ck, 70,000 for a bow? Boss, if you give me 700, I'll twist my body into a bow for you to play with.”
"The city knows how to play
…"
Jia Tianxia was really jealous.
Bull Horn Bow.
This thing was too rare.
With his capital, he would definitely be able to buy it.
But after so many years, he had never found one that caught his eye.
Firstly, there weren't many good ones. Secondly, even if there were good ones, they were all collected by other enthusiasts.
Finally, something that was truly worth collecting must have a certain historical background.
He wanted to know what Uncle Zhu Zi's bull horn bow was like.
However, he estimated that it shouldn't be bad.
After all, he was from Uncle Zhu Zi's era.
In that era, the Oxhorn Bow was the most common.
To be able to pass down to this day, the value of this inheritance was not easy to measure.
Yang Chen followed him to Uncle Zhu Zi's house.
The second floor of the house was made of cement, and the courtyard was made of stones and straw.
It looked very simple and ordinary.
There was an old motorcycle parked in the yard, and there was a faucet connected to the wall for washing clothes.
A woman with a wrinkled face was drying the cooked bamboo shoots on the ground. She was making dried bamboo shoots.
"Yang Yang is here?"
"Is this the big black snake? He had heard from Zhu Zi long ago, but he finally saw it today.”
When the woman saw Big Black, she was not afraid. Instead, she wanted to touch it.
"Big Black, this is Auntie."
"Hiss hiss ~"
Black took the initiative to let her touch its head.
"Good girl." Aunt 'er smiled and said,"This snake is good. You have to take good care of it and protect the family."”
"Definitely."
Yang Chen thought to himself that it was fine as long as they didn't tear down the house. Who knew who would protect who?
"Wait for me here. I'll go in and look for him.”
Uncle Zhu Zi entered the house and searched for a while before coming out with a huge bullhorn bow.
Yang Chen had a strong intuition when he saw the Oxhorn Bow.
This was it!
"How is this bow?"
"Good!"
Yang Chen took it and grabbed it.
It was very heavy in his hand. It was at least ten catties.
For a normal person, it would be considered pretty good if they could even lift the bow, let alone pull the bow and shoot an arrow.
Yang Chen carefully looked at it inch by inch.
Whether it was the workmanship or the other aspects, this bow could be said to be the best of the best.
"Good, really good!"
"Uncle Zhu Zi, I can't take this bow for free.”
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this bow was not ordinary.
If he met someone he liked, he would be willing to take out hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Even if it was sold normally, this bow would cost more than a hundred thousand.
"Why not? I watched you grow up. Let's not do this. If you like it, just take it.”
Uncle Zhu Zi forcefully stuffed the bull-horn bow into his hand and said unquestionably.
Yang Chen shook his head with a bitter smile."Uncle Zhu Zi, I really can't just take this bow. It's too valuable." Moreover, if you knew that this bow could be sold for more than a hundred thousand, you would definitely regret it.”
"What? Hundreds of thousands? Is that it?"
Uncle Zhu Zi and Aunt Zhu 'er widened their eyes.
"Yes, at least a hundred thousand."
"This..."
Seeing his serious expression, Uncle Zhu Zi immediately felt conflicted.
People were like that.
It's fine if you don't know how valuable this bow is.
But you knew, and you gave it away for nothing.
Furthermore, they were farmers.
Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?
But a man's face meant that he could not take back what he had said.
Uncle Zhu Zi waved his hand."Take it away quickly. Don't hang around in front of me. Otherwise, I'll really regret it."”
"Uncle, look at what you're saying. How can I let you suffer?”
"200,000. I'll buy this bow.”
"No! You don't even want a penny. Take it away quickly, or I'll chase you away with a shovel.”
"Pillar!"
Aunt Li tugged at him.
"What time is it? Why are you still so concerned about your reputation?”
"Our daughter is working alone outside. If we really have this 200,000 yuan, we can get her a down payment to buy a house.”
Aunt 'er blamed.
Uncle Zhu Zi stopped talking.
He was really conflicted.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。