"What are you talking about bamboo slips?" Bai Song asked as soon as he didn't understand.

"I blamed me for this. The mouth was too quick." Ren Xu first blamed himself, and then said: "I just looked at it and couldn't tell the authenticity of these bamboo slips, but it feels like even if it is not true. It's very professional. If you read it right, it should be Chu Jian.

The southern Hunan area belonged to the Chu State during the Warring States Period. A large number of Chu Bamboo Slips were unearthed here. Because of the age, these things cannot be circulated casually on the market. "

"Wait a minute, isn't it?" Bai Song asked subconsciously, "Isn't the capital of Chu State in the northern part of Hunan Province? Bamboo slips are not currency. In those days, not only the places where the King of Chu stayed would use these things? "

"No, this thing is similar to a book. At that time, the culture of Chu was very developed, and many literati and polite people also used this. But you are right. Ying is indeed in northern Hunan Province, but in 278 BC, Qin Jiang Bai was born. In the attack on Yingdu, Chu State was very worried about the safety of the capital, so they moved their belongings and documents, which are bamboo slips, on a large scale.

In addition, after the fall of Yingdu until the fall of Chu State, the southern Hunan area was not the key attack area of ​​the Qin State for 50 years, and the Chu army defeated the Qin army in southern Hunan many times. At that time, Be regarded as one of the areas that persisted to the end.

Until the end, I really couldn't hold on, and many bamboo slips were buried, destroyed and buried, so there are a lot of Chu slips here. "Ren Xu briefly told everyone.

Several people couldn't help but look at Ren Xu high. When you have a talent that no one else has, you will always win respect.

"That said, a lot, why are you still so expensive?" Wang Liang didn't understand.

"A lot, and it's just relative. After all, there have been collections in a few museums for more than two thousand years. Seven years ago, at the Hong Kong City auction, a set of more than 2,000 bamboo slips was auctioned for 1.5 million. Say, if this person’s more than a dozen pieces are true, the price must be over 10,000. After all, the price of the collection has risen very fast in recent years.” Ren Xu said: “But this thing is too old after all, and it’s not in circulation. I don’t know if it’s worth a sky-high price."

"Bai Song, are you going to check this? Is there something out of the question?" Sun Jie was puzzled, Bai Song is not a person who ignores the overall situation.

"Don't you think that when we came, there was such a case, isn't it a bit too suspicious?" Bai Song said: "As Ren Xu said, there are many sets of these things, how can there be a reason to sell them separately? It’s just a matter of finding a rich person to pack a set of things. Isn’t it easier to find them if they are sold separately?"

"It makes sense." Ren Xu also nodded: "Sold separately, the value is greatly reduced. Because the characters on the Chu bamboo slips, ordinary people can't analyze it at all, I am definitely not good, even our professors are not in this area. Expert. This thing needs to be analyzed systematically, and then roughly arranged in a row, slowly deciphering. I don't believe that the seller can distinguish the order, so if it is sold separately, it cannot be connected.

There are less than ten characters on a bamboo slip. In other words, this item is sold separately and only has a collection value, and the literary and historical value is basically zero. "

"I just heard about a place. It might be the place where he bought bamboo slips. Why don't we go and see?" Bai Song recalled it carefully and said a name.

"What dialect is this?" Everyone was a little dazed: "How did you write it down?"

"The girl first asked where her dad was, and then her dad said the place, and I remembered it subconsciously." Bai Song shrugged, "Take a taxi, the driver must know. Because I look at the girl's appearance. , Girls know this place."

...

The driver really knows.

This place is a bit far from here, but not far from the town where everyone parks. It should be a town, but it's more prosperous.

The name of this town is Dashi Town, and there is a forest park nearby. It is a place where both land and water meet.

And the destination, on the side of Dashi Town, is a place for training stalls.

It's four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and there are not many people. This kind of place is usually crowded at night. The most important reason is really not afraid of being caught by the police, mainly at night... Counterfeit products are not easy to be found by buyers as fake...

The six people turned around separately, and Liu Shuyuan really saw someone holding a bag and ran out anxiously with something long inside.

Chu Jian is not long, but it is more conspicuous when it is wrapped and taken.

In fact, there are everything on this market, even Buddha heads, which is almost blinding, but they are basically modern industrial products.

"Ren Xu, come here." Bai Song found Ren Xu: "I saw a stall selling bamboo slips, come and take a look."

"Put it on the street?" Ren Xu immediately followed Bai Song. After arriving at the stall, he turned around and called Bai Song to the side: "His stall, the oldest one, should be the old man selling goods himself. ."

...

After all around, everyone understands that the sellers of bamboo slips are indeed here, but they are not openly sold. It is estimated that they are bought by people who have a little understanding, such as Ren Xu. However, there are not many people who can tell the truth. Ren Xu is not sure whether he can tell the truth.

Several people left the area in batches, and Bai Song saw two familiar shadows.

Policemen.

This looks like the local police ~ lightnovelpub.net~ Although they are plainclothes, the police have a strong smell, which is different from the disguised ones like Bai Song and others. They came to investigate the case at first glance.

"This place is a bit big, isn't it?" After everyone got together, Bai Song said about the situation, "The police came so soon, it means that the buyers are not one or two."

"Well, there is a taste of conspiracy in it." Wang Huadong said: "According to the probability, we have all met and seen several, which means that it is probably not sold by one person. It is estimated that they are sold to hundreds of people. , How else could it be so coincidental?"

"It's not likely to be fake, right?" Wang Liang was a little puzzled: "I think the people who buy it are all experts."

"When our professor gave a lecture, we mentioned a sentence,'The insider deceives the insider, and it is more good at deceiving.'" Feng Xu said: "This thing is purely for the outsider and no one believes it, but it is because it is an insider. If I met it, I might also think it was true. After all, I haven't actually touched the real thing... Of course, I am not an expert."

"Well, withdraw, hurry up and drive to the other side. Tonight, it is estimated that this place will become a place of right and wrong." Bai Song said to everyone: "We watch the fire from across the bank."