Wang Biao's idea was different from Hu Yuan's; he wanted to go into hiding.
As a result, Hu Yuan was taken to the antique market by Wang Biao that very evening.
The newly opened hotel was also cancelled, and Wang Biao found Hu Yuan a small room of about ten square meters for him to stay in temporarily, saying that it was safe there.
The next morning, Hu Yuan went out shopping.
The antique market here is indeed quite large, and the selection is very diverse.
There were also many items from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China period, but most of them were very ordinary and not very valuable.
"Take a look if you like, these are all good stuff."
A street vendor greeted Hu Yuan and Wang Biao warmly as they approached.
"This dagger is pretty good, isn't it? It's quite heavy, but the blade seems to be worn out too much."
Wang Biao disliked everything else; he was only interested in weapons.
"This gentleman has a good eye. This is the Seven Star Blade that Cao Cao used to assassinate Dong Zhuo. It not only has high collection value, but it is also a rare and excellent blade."
Seeing that Wang Biao liked it, the shopkeeper immediately began to explain the origin of the dagger.
However, this description is clearly too fake.
"How much?"
It's unclear whether Wang Biao didn't hear what the boss was saying at all, or whether he didn't know who Cao Cao was or what the Seven Star Blade was for, but he still asked about the price.
"This number."
The boss held up four fingers.
"Forty? Isn't that a bit expensive?"
Wang Biao said unhappily.
"What forty? I meant four thousand. This antique isn't worth more than a few dozen dollars."
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