The guest who came in this time was a scholar in a long gown. Although the gown was washed clean, it had several patches on it. However, the patches were patched with great care, so you wouldn't notice them unless you looked carefully.
This scholar was about forty years old and well-mannered. He looked around curiously as he entered the room, but when he saw Yin Rourou, his face turned red and he lowered his head, but he no longer looked at her directly.
From that look, he should be following the rule of not looking at what is inappropriate.
"This is the Tiandi Pawnshop. What do you want to pawn here, or what do you want to get?"
Zhang Fan did not neglect such a scholar, but just asked a routine question. There had been no customers in Tiandi Pawnshop for such a long time, and there must be something special about this person who was chosen by Tiandi Pawnshop as a customer.
"Pawn something? My family is already broke, so what can a pawnshop find attractive? I have an ancestral axe at home, it's quite old, and there's a legend that it was used by an ancient god. If you like it, please accept it..."
Chen Liangcai gave a bitter smile. In fact, the axe was indeed passed down from his ancestors.
But because the records of the ancestors were too bizarre, saying that the axe flew here by itself, but their family had been guarding the axe for many years and didn’t see anything strange about it?
As a result, when Chen Liangcai's family fell into poverty, he pawned everything that could be pawned in the house.
Chen Liangcai once pawned this axe because his family were all scholars and having such an axe at home was of no use at all, so it was better to pawn it and exchange it for some pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
If he's luckier, he might be able to earn some money to take the exam.
Unfortunately, when Chen Liangcai took the axe to the pawnshop, the pawnshop clerks all laughed at him and said he was crazy. He would pawn an old axe?
In the end, a pawnshop accepted the axe but was only willing to give him ten copper coins. This made Chen Liangcai ashamed and angry, so he took the axe back home. When he lay down at night, he was in a daze and had this dream.
Then Chen Liangcai came to the Tiandi Pawnshop, where someone asked him if he had anything to pawn.
"If I have to pawn it, it can only be this axe. Hey, it's this axe. Sir, can you take a look at it..."
Chen Liangcai was puzzled in his heart. He had such a strange dream that he could even bring this family heirloom axe into the dream.
That's really strange.
Chen Liangcai touched his head and quickly handed the axe that suddenly appeared beside him to Zhang Fan.
This axe is really plain. The black axe handle looks dirty, and the axe head is also covered with rust. It looks like an ordinary axe.
Zhang Fan picked up the axe, but saw several oracle bone characters on the handle of the axe.
After he carefully identified it, it turned out to be: the Axe of Creation!
"Axe of Creation, what a big mouth you have!"
Zhang Fan suddenly laughed. This was the first time he saw such an arrogant axe. It was actually called the Axe of Creation?
Moreover, no matter how you look at this axe, there doesn't seem to be anything surprising.
Zhang Fan remained calm and looked at the axe again, but saw Chen Liangcai below, who was now smiling apologetically with a bit of embarrassment.
"It is recorded in my family tree that when we were offering sacrifices to our ancestors, this axe came uninvited and lay on the sacrificial table. At that time, someone recognized the three words 'Axe of Creation', so it has been enshrined in the ancestral hall ever since. It has been around for two or three hundred years..."
"Some people say that our ancestors were gods, and this axe was originally a sacred object of our ancestors. However, our Chen family has been living in poverty over the years. We haven't had a civil or military official in our family for hundreds of years..."
"Now that my descendants are unfilial, they can only make a living by selling off their ancestral property to collect the money for the exam. This axe has been worshipped by our family for hundreds of years. Regardless of whether it is a sacred object or not, it should have some spirituality. So if you want it, take it..."
Chen Liangcai smiled bitterly. The axe that his family had been worshipping for hundreds of years was only sold for ten copper coins in the pawnshop.
Since I had this strange dream, someone was actually willing to take the axe. It really shows that when people dream, anything can happen.
Zhang Fan held the axe and stared at it. Suddenly, he felt that the axe seemed to have become heavier. He didn't say anything, but took a deep breath. Then he found that the axe had become heavier again. This time he narrowed his eyes.
This axe must be a treasure.
A mortal holding this axe would most likely not know its value, which is why he would say such things.
"I'll take this axe. What do you want to exchange it for? You can exchange it for whatever you need most..."
As Zhang Fan spoke, he weighed the axe again and found that it had become heavier again. And this time the weight was not light. This inconspicuous axe weighed at least several hundred pounds.
It only took a few breaths.
If its weight were to increase infinitely, it would probably be tens of thousands of pounds, or even hundreds of thousands of pounds. In this case, it could indeed be called the Axe of Creation.
"Whatever you need, I'll exchange it for. My family hasn't had a top scholar or general for hundreds of years. My family's literary luck seems to have been cut off. If I can pass the imperial examination this time, or if the Chen family can rise again in the future, I'm willing to exchange this axe..."
Chen Liangcai gave a bitter smile, feeling that he had spoken too arrogantly. Fortunately, he was just dreaming.
Only in dreams do I dare to say such unreliable words.
At any other time, he definitely wouldn't dare to say this. Even if he did, who could change someone else's literary fortune?
Can he graduate from high school and get a job?
If anyone had this ability, there would be no need to open a pawnshop. That person would be a god.
"I understand. I do have a family of literary fortune here. If you want it, you can exchange it with your Axe of Creation..."
Zhang Fan suddenly remembered that there was indeed a piece of family literary fortune in the warehouse of Tiandi Pawnshop, which should be of use to Chen Liangcai.
"Is it true or false? Can I really exchange it for this broken axe? I am not dreaming, am I? I, I..."
As Chen Liangcai spoke, he became excited and incoherent. He couldn't understand it anyway, but he loved this dream so much. It was such a beautiful dream!
But when Zhang Fan took out a parchment scroll and signed a contract with him, Chen Liang was completely stunned again. He was completely confused and signed his name according to Zhang Fan's instructions and pressed his bloody fingerprints.
After seeing Chen Liangcai finish all this, Zhang Fan naturally picked up the golden seal in his hand and pressed it down. A golden light flashed, and the contract came into effect.
However, the originally dark and inconspicuous Axe of Creation suddenly underwent an extremely obvious change when the golden light of the parchment scroll flashed.
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