House Management Chapter 2525: Difficult to make a price

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"But... it didn't reach 10,000 yuan..." the little girl said with her mouth flat.

"The whisk of 10,000 yuan..." The blue-robed man shook his head and said, "It's rare to see a whisk that can exceed 5,000 yuan. If you want a whisk that is worth more than ten thousand yuan, it is estimated that the material of the whisk must be Rare objects...The materials on your whisk are still not qualified..."

Speaking, the blue-robed man returned the whisk to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu's heart is also lost, but he is also very clear. Just as the people in Lanpao said, whiskers worth more than 5,000 yuan are already rare. If you want to be more precious, bare years is not enough. You have to ask for the material of the viewer.

The materials of my four magical artifacts worth over ten thousand yuan are relatively precious, and this is where the value lies. The material of this whisk is not precious.

Actually, what is the main material of the whisk? To put it plainly, it is the pony tail. What kind of pony tail can be invaluable, obviously there is no, unless there are other auxiliary materials. But in this world, no matter it is metal or anything, it is impossible to make a whisk, and perhaps some precious silk thread can replace it. However, precious silk threads are often used to make vestments. Who can make the whisk?

Zhang Yu said: "Thank you for your appraisal..."

Following, he picked up an iron sword again.

To be honest, now Zhang Yu doesn't have much confidence in this iron sword. Because of the black market, the iron sword is not a rare artifact. It is rarely worth more than a thousand, just like Fuchen. This is also the reason why the Lanpao people questioned before.

But Zhang Yu is very curious about the value of this iron sword.

Although the appraisal fee is 400, he also decided to try.

Zhang Yu handed the iron sword to the chief steward. After the chief steward took over, he only glanced at it and couldn't help being speechless.

"It's not ordinary...It's not ordinary..." The chief steward followed in praise.

"Is this iron sword like whisk..." said the blue-robed man beside him.

"Yes, it's really extraordinary..." The chief steward said, and handed the blue-robed man the iron sword.

The blue-robed man took a few glances and couldn't help but nodded again and again. He went on to say, "This iron sword is also a magic weapon of the Song Dynasty...The spiritual energy on it is rich and extremely rare... But the same reason, this iron sword Iron sword materials are average, and the estimate I can give is 4000 yuan."

The price also disappointed Zhang Yu and the little girl.

The little girl kept her mouth flat, she could only look at Zhang Yu's other magical artifacts, hoping that there would be a few more expensive items among these things.

However, many things are often counterproductive.

Among the remaining artifacts, there are also the money sword, the gossip mirror, the steel whip, and the three clear bells. Zhang Yu asked two people in blue robes to appraise them.

These four artifacts are similar to the previous two. The materials are average, but the aura is strong, so the value is discounted. Every year is several thousand yuan, no one can be worth more than 10,000 yuan.

This is so, and it has already surprised the two blue-robed executives. After all, ordinary materials can be refined into this extraordinary magic weapon, which shows the skill of the person who refines it.

The little girl saw that none of these six artifacts were worth more than ten thousand, and her disappointment was already beyond words. She knew that Zhang Yu needed precious magical instruments to save his life, otherwise, he really didn't know if the things on his body were enough to exchange for the panacea.

The Lanpao people returned the last three Qingling bells to Zhang Yu for identification, and then said: "Do you still have any magical artifacts that need to be identified?"

"I...I still have..." The little girl looked at the contents of the suitcase and took it out. In a hurry, she stretched out her hand into her arms and prepared to take out her own net.

"No need!" Zhang Yu naturally knew that the little girl was just such a magic weapon, and quickly raised his hand to block it.

Because Zhang Yu understands very well, Zhang Yinling's nets must be of high value. If this is confirmed, the little girl will definitely use it to save his life. Zhang Yu didn't want to save his life with Zhang Yinling's magical instruments.

His hand grabbed the little girl's wrist and pulled Zhang Yinling's hand gently down.

The little girl flattened her mouth and whispered: "Our magical items are not of high value...Look at mine..."

"I have something else..." Zhang Yu said, loosening Zhang Yinling's wrist, then reaching into his arms, and took out a delicate little box.

Zhang Yu gently opened the box, which contained a round bead. The bead was white all over, emitting a soft light.

The little girl had already stared at the box, saw the beads in the box, and curiously said: "What is this?"

Zhang Yu pretending to be mysterious, just smiled, then handed the box to the chief steward in front of him, and said, "Thank you for identifying this."

The manager had already seen that this thing was unusual, and after receiving the box, he carefully took out the beads inside.

There is no aura on the beads, but a solemn aura.

"This...this is... the relics of the Buddhist monks..." The Chief Manager couldn't help but cried out.

"Relic..." When the man in the blue robe next to him heard this, he couldn't help exclaiming. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to take the ball from his companion. Take a look.

But he still stopped his hand, and said slightly stammered in his mouth: "You...are you sure...really a relic..."

"That's right! It is indeed a relic!" The Chief Manager said in a positive tone.

After that, he put the relic in the box and handed the box to the man in blue robe.

The blue-robed man took the box and took out the relic carefully. He held it in his hand and measured it for a long time, his face was full of dignity.

Finally, he nodded and said: "It really is a relic..."

"Two big stewards, don't know how much my relic is worth?" Zhang Yu asked.

"It's hard to say!" The blue-robed man said seriously.

"It's hard to say...how hard to say..." Zhang Yu said puzzledly.

"The relic is a priceless treasure of the Buddhist school. It is not a magical tool. The Buddhist school seems to be used only for worship. As for...what is the purpose, presumably only Buddhist monks know... We black market, never I have traded this kind of stuff, so it is difficult for people to give him an estimate..." The man in blue said sternly.

"Then there can be no price...we will participate in the auction tomorrow..." Zhang Yinling said anxiously.

"Although I can't give it the correct price, this kind of treasure is naturally used for auction...whatever price can be photographed, it is worth as much..." said the Lanpao man.

"Even for auctions, there should be a reserve price, right..." Zhang Yu said.

"This reserve price..." The blue-robed man hesitated for a while, and then said after a while: "I will report this relic to the top. Please don't worry, you will definitely give a suitable reserve price..."

"That's good, you two will be in charge." Zhang Yu said.

"You are welcome." The blue-robed man returned the relic to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu picked up the box and said, "My six artifacts are not worth less than 10,000 yuan. According to the black market, each item must be paid a secret appraisal fee of 400 yuan. Where is the money? "

"You don't have to hand it in." The man in blue said calmly.