Although these bronzes cannot be traded in the market, it is easy to whitewash them. As long as they are not targeted by relevant state departments, Zhuang Rui has some ways to whitewash them. At most, he can only ask Ezkenner to sign a donation agreement.

However, if this object is too obvious, Zhuang Rui dared not want it, so he thought about looking at the things first.

"Damn, boss, what you said is true?"

Even though Zhao Hanxuan had been in the antique shop for twenty or thirty years, he was shocked by what Zhuang Rui said. Beijing is not without a private museum, but it is definitely the only one that can be as easy as he did.

Zhuang Rui nodded and said, "Of course it's true. The museum's sites are now renovating and installing anti-theft systems. They can open in one or two months..."

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Zhao Hanxuan thought for a while and said, "Boss, the transaction of this bronze ware is actually nothing in Panjiayuan. But if you like it, don't say anything first. I'll find an intermediary to buy it, so it's more stable..."

Although it is illegal to buy and sell bronze ware in private, the law does not blame the public. There are too many private transactions. Whoever is caught can only be said to be unlucky. There are "pits" items in the few bronze ware that Zhao Hanxuan bought when he was trapped before.

While Zhuang Rui was talking to Zhao Hanxuan, the monkey knocked on the door and walked into the compartment and said, "Brother Zhuang, Brother Zhao, I contacted that person and said I would meet in that teahouse in half an hour. Should we go there now?"

Zhuang Rui nodded and said, "Okay, Lao Zhao, let's go and have a look together. Hey, monkey, where does that person live? Can you get there in half an hour?"

"Brother Zhuang, how could anyone in this industry tell us where they live? But that person has been wandering around Panjiayuan for a while, so he might be here now..."

The monkey's words made Zhuang Rui laugh. His words were so naive. If the group of people told their residence when they saw anyone, they might not have sold the thing and they would have squatted in the prison.

"Nobita, look at the ordering shop, I will take Monkey and Manager Zhao out..."

Before leaving, Zhuang Rui greeted Nobita.

I don’t know if it’s because of my girlfriend. After Nobita came to Beijing, his work became more and more steady. Zhao Hanxuan was also very satisfied with him. Sometimes, Nobita dealt with things like purchasing goods alone.

"Boss, what's the name of your museum? At that time, some cultural relics such as calligraphy and painting will be printed with our Xuan Ruizhai's seal and can also be used as advertisements..."

The teahouse is just at the exit of Panjiayuan, not very far away, and a few people were chatting while walking.

"I call it China Dingguang Museum, and I took the name of the "Dingguang Saber" I got. As for the calligraphy and paintings that are covered with Xuan Ruizhai bell seals, let's forget it..."

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and the crowds were less frequent when Panjiayuan were coming and going. In a few minutes, the three of them arrived at the entrance of the teahouse.

Zhuang Rui and others who walked into the teahouse did not notice it. Just as they entered the door, their eyes were looking at the corner of the teahouse, and then looked around and looked around.

"I said monkey, these people are unreliable in doing things. When has it been time for them to come yet?"

Zhuang Rui and his friends ordered a private room, and they had to have snacks and tea. After waiting for forty or fifty minutes, the monkey made the appointment but still didn't show up. Zhuang Rui couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He said that he would go home for dinner today, but now it seems that he can't catch up again. Qin Xuanbing called to ask just now.

"Brother Zhuang, I'll call again to urge..."

The monkey took out the phone and called out. He had called two of them just now. The other party said he would arrive soon. The monkey was so angry that his teeth were itchy. Isn’t this a shame for him to lose face in front of Zhuang Rui?

"Here, Brother Zhuang, I'll go out and bring them in..." The monkey said to Zhuang Rui after putting down the phone.

"Brother Zhuang, this is Brother Ren, and he says he has a few ancestral things..."

After a few minutes, the monkey pushed open the door of the private room. Following him was a small man, only more than 1.5 meters away. Suddenly, Zhuang Rui thought that a child had come in.

However, looking at the man's eyebrows, he must be in his thirties and is very thin. As Zhao Hanxuan said, his whole body smells of earth and fishy smell. Just looking at his figure, he is definitely a good person to dig graves.

"Brother Ren, this is my boss. Let's show him this thing first..." The monkey introduced Zhuang Rui to someone again. Of course, he didn't say anything about his name.

"I don't know if the old objects passed down from home are worth it. This boss will take a look first..."

Although he knew that no one would believe this after saying it, the little man said something and put a round cake box on his hand on the table.

After opening the box, Zhuang Rui saw that there were two bronze lords placed inside the box.

The two bronze jacks are exactly the same size, both have round belly, with a flow groove pouring wine at the front end of one mouth, a pointed back, a column between the flow groove and the mouth, a handle on the side of the abdomen, and three long feet on the bottom as support points.

The two bronze lords have animal patterns and are carved with patterns in the middle of the animal patterns. The production is very exquisite and cumbersome. Although the objects are not big, Zhuang Rui can tell at a glance that this should be a ritual vessel from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

The function of ancient jue was the current wine glass. However, in ancient times, the jue was often sacrificed to the sky, and this jue was divided into two types: drinking utensils and ritual utensils. Wine utensils are used for daily life, while ritual utensils are used for sacrifice to the sky. Their exquisiteness and value are much higher than that of wine utensils.

Zhuang Rui put on gloves, picked up a bronze jue and started playing with it. The spiritual energy in his eyes accidentally wandered around the bronze jue. It was indeed the authentic one.
Chapter completed!