Lieshan

Oslo holds some large-scale auctions every year, and this kind of auction with strong professionalism and a relatively single field only attracts the attention of some people, so the venue is not crowded.Chu Min has been paying attention to this auction for a long time, and he has already made preparations in China before, and the meeting party also knows that this is a distinguished guest from China, so naturally it will be unimpeded once he enters.

There are many carvings in this classical European-style building. When Qi Huaiyuan came in, he caught a glimpse of the family crest on the wall of the venue, frowning slightly, but quickly looked away.

The auctioneer is a German, he looks very sophisticated, and his words seem to be full of experience, a few words can mobilize the atmosphere.

Since the government has given priority to salvaging some important cultural relics, most of these that appear today are missing items found by private salvage ships.After all, cultural relics salvaged or dug up by private individuals in many Western countries can be used as their own or even sold to the country, so this time it was also very loud, and the national museums of Finland, Sweden, Denmark, Iceland and other countries even sent representatives. , even if there is nothing to see in these seafood, there are still a few European collectors who have brought some precious collections.

At the beginning of the auction, there were all kinds of strange things. In addition to some weapons and daily necessities of the Vikings, someone even bought a stone called a dragon egg.

At most, it's a dinosaur egg fossil... Chu Min thought speechlessly.

Later, a beautiful sword with a golden hilt attracted everyone's attention. Although it was soaked in the sea for many years and made him covered with rust and salt crystals, it still couldn't hide its brilliance.The atmosphere in the auction room became lively for a moment, and the crowd raising cards frequently made invisible tension arise spontaneously. In the silent venue, only a few competitors were secretly playing games.In the end, the Norwegian National Museum got this cultural relic, and several other Nordic countries could only give up with regret.

"Okay, congratulations to this buyer," Chu Min heard the auctioneer's voice pretending to be excited to stir up the atmosphere through the simultaneous interpreting earphones, "Now please look at the next auction item!"

The hostess put the tray on the table.

"This item was commissioned by the Icelandic Emsund Salvage Company, and it came from an underwater Viking warship relic in the Mira Bay in southern Iceland. Among the many war relics, the salvage personnel found this pair of iron gloves, and the biggest miracle The reason is that these gloves, as iron products, have been immersed in the seabed for many years without any rust!"

Chu Shen squinted his eyes and leaned forward slightly, trying to see the auction item clearly, while the auctioneer was still trying to sell it in the earphones: "Even scientists can't explain the reason why this cultural relic is not affected by oxidation. In addition, this The double iron gloves are exquisite in shape, and the details are carved with runes as fine as a hair, which has extremely high historical and ornamental value."

After hearing the words, Chu Min looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly pressed Qi Huaiyuan's hand: "Buy it quickly."

Patriarch Qi had already been annoyed by the auction of these useless cultural relics, and was in the midst of his own thoughts. Suddenly, he was startled, and withdrew his hand to look at the auction platform.

A pair of dark and inconspicuous gloves, with sharp iron spikes on the knuckles, and a bluish-black gleam on the smooth parts.

"It may not be useful for us to have runes." Just now he vaguely heard the auctioneer mention the patterns on it.

"This thing is exactly the same as the description in "Eda"!" Chu Min stared at the gloves closely, feeling as if some wonderful charm was attracting him, "In Norse mythology, the iron gauntlet of the god of thunder is named Yasi Gripel, with sharp iron thorns, engraved with runes that show power."

"That's a myth..." Qi Huaiyuan said helplessly.

"Patriarch Qi still doesn't know whether the legend is a legend or not?" Chu Min turned to look at Qi Huaiyuan, "Patriarch Qi's own power is only found in myths and legends in the eyes of ordinary people?"

Qi Huaiyuan was momentarily at a loss for words, staring at the other party's dark but bright eyes for a long time.

"My intuition tells me that this thing is not simple." Chu Min said in a low voice.

Wool was listening, and just about to ask to pay for the auction, Qi Huaiyuan slowly raised the sign in his hand.

"A guest from the East has increased the price. It seems that the charm of this Nordic cultural relic has also attracted him. Can the Viking civilization collide with the mysterious oriental culture today!" The auctioneer continued to incite, "Our other buyers will Won't you just sit back and watch this auctioned item go to a distant overseas country?"

The Icelandic Museum was determined to win this, thinking that it would never be overwhelmed by the Norwegians again, but Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and there was another competitor.

A Chinese came to join in the fun, and the Icelandic agent was a little anxious, but he didn't show it on his face, and continued to raise his cards as if he was sure of winning.

Several other participants watched the Chinese continue to follow without changing his face, calmly, as if he didn't care at all, so they gradually became cautious and stopped following.

After all, this thing does not look very valuable, and the psychological price of most people is only a few hundred thousand at most.It's just that the Icelandic Museum is out of a mentality of wanting to take back cultural relics in the country, so the price has been increasing very quickly before, forming a strong competition.

Qi Huaiyuan glanced at the Icelander whose complexion was no longer good-looking, and raised his sign again.

In the end, the Icelandic side still felt that the psychological price was exceeded, so they did not pursue it any further and chose to give up.

"Your intuition had better be right." Qi Huaiyuan threatened Chu Chu in a low voice, got up and followed the auction house staff to go through the formalities.

Chu Chu shrugged, and continued to wait for the next collection, reckoning that the Dunhuang scriptures he most wanted to see were coming soon.

"Why are we begging this brat?" Mao Xian said indignantly, "Who doesn't have the money."

"Tsk, tell me about you, why are you such a prodigal?" Chu Min laughed sinisterly, "Why spend your own money when you can spend other people's money, we don't feel sorry for making a wrong bet like this, hahaha."

"Didn't you just swear by your intuition?"

"Pull it down, who can tell the truth about intuition, what if it's wrong?"

"I found out that you have been studying abroad for several years, and you are really full of bad things when you come back..."

"No way!" Chu Chu stared righteously, and then laughed again, "I've always been full of bad water, haven't I? Hahahaha."

As soon as Qi Huaiyuan came back, he heard someone's triumphant laughter, and he had a faint feeling of being calculated...

There were no disturbances in the next few items, and Iceland also got his wish and photographed a gold mask and war helmet.After the special auction of Viking relics ended, the collections of several European collectors began to be put on display one after another.

"Let's go." Patriarch Qi was not interested in the following things, and stood up to leave, but found that Chu Min refused to move as if he was glued to the chair.

"Wait," Chu Min looked at the booth intently, "I still have to wait for my Dunhuang scripture murals."

Boring and waste of time.Qi Huaiyuan slandered, but still had to hold back his temper and sit back.

Modern China has experienced a tragic history. In this chaotic era, there are not a few people like the gangsters who steal and sell cultural relics to foreigners.As an important cultural site, Dunhuang has not received much attention in modern times.When Taoist Wang was guarding the Mogao Grottoes, British archaeologist Stein only used 200 taels of silver to transport 24 boxes of ancient books, [-] boxes of paintings, and embroidery.Since then, foreigners from all over the world have come one after another, and the cultural relics have been scattered, and future generations can only watch them in foreign museums.

Stein's achievements as an archaeologist are undoubtedly great. This person has traveled all over the Middle East, India and the Gobi Desert in Northwest China, and has made important contributions to the study of Buddhist culture.After all, the late Qing government’s awareness of the protection of cultural relics was too weak at that time. It is hard to say whether Stein stole these scriptures or protected them and let them play a role.Although to the Chinese, he is completely a fraudster and a robber.

The scripture murals to be auctioned today were acquired by another British collector in the early years, and they have been hidden all the time.It's just that time turns, and his descendants have long lost interest in these incomprehensible oriental characters, so they are now put up for auction.

Qi Huaiyuan felt that when a sample of scriptures was put on the booth, the people beside him couldn't help but were about to stand up.

"So excited?" Qi Huaiyuan glanced at him.

"I'm patriotic, can't I?" Chu Min choked out angrily.

Qi Huaiyuan didn't care about the conflict in his tone, and looked at the booth: "Do you know why the loss of Chinese cultural relics was particularly serious 100 years ago?"

"The country's dynasty is old and stale, and the Qing court is incompetent, losing power and humiliating the country." Chu Min sighed.

Qi Huaiyuan shook his head.

"Why, does Patriarch Qi know any internal causes?"

"Whether it's Stein or the group of people your Chu family came into contact with, they are all Jews. They are all looking for something. It's just that China is a vast country with many historical sites. They have no way to start, and they don't know where to go. They can only cast a wide net. Get more fish."

"Jews?" Chu Min was puzzled, "Isn't it the British who traded with the gangsters?"

Qi Huaiyuan took a deep look at Chu Min after hearing the words: "It seems that the old Patriarch Chu really didn't tell you anything."

"Then Patriarch Qi, stop talking too much." Mao Xian said abruptly.

Qi Huaiyuan pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, and looked at Maoyan playfully for a moment.

Chu Min never cared about the affairs of the Chu family before, and Chu Xun seldom mentioned Xin Mi to him. Now he feels that he really knows very little about his own affairs.Although it was largely because I let go of family affairs at the beginning, it was too much to know more about wool than him!

I have to pry something out of the old man's mouth when I go back...

Several Nordic countries did not have much interest in these scriptures, and the most ruthless bids were made by several private collectors.An American has already defeated several opponents one after another, and he can hardly restrain the smug expression on his face. Now his only opponent is the young Chinese.As a well-known collector in North America, he didn't put others in his eyes at all, not to mention that the other party looked weak and weak, and didn't look courageous at all.

"That Yankee looks really annoying." Mao Xian pushed Chu Min's arm, "I hate him, I don't believe that the Chu family and the Chen family can't even beat a foreign devil."

"This Jefferson is very famous in North America," Chu Min said in a deep voice, "but his research on Chinese culture is really mediocre. The reason why I took these photos today is probably because other people are not interested, and the Dunhuang scriptures are famous outside. Just make a move, and won’t fight me to the death.”

The auction prices for Dunhuang cultural relics in the market have always been very high. The transaction price of a long scripture is usually around 60 yuan, but this time the consignor directly gave nearly a box of scriptures and five fragments of Dunhuang murals, and Statements are not auctioned individually.

The high low price is the reason why many people are discouraged. After all, a piece of Dunhuang mural has been sold for nearly [-] million yuan, and no one knows how it will end today.

Several European collectors tentatively increased the price in the middle, which did not cause any major fluctuations. In the end, it was the competition between Jefferson and Chu Min.

"Oh? Another gentleman has bid, and he is the current owner of the iron gauntlet! His friend also seems to be very surprised. We see that there may be competition among Chinese guests!" The auctioneer looked at the bidder.

"What are you doing?" Chu Min asked angrily, he didn't believe that Qi Huaiyuan was collecting cultural relics, this person obviously lacked interest just now.

"I'm also patriotic, can't I?" Qi Huaiyuan looked pissed off.

Chu Min choked and had to reconsider.He is still confident that he won against the American. After all, most of the opponents participating in the auction of these scripture murals are businessmen, and they will not make a loss-making business.But Qi Huaiyuan... This bastard was clearly trying to make him feel uncomfortable!

"Patriarch Qi is planning to fight me to the end?" Chu Min was not sure how much he would be willing to spend to make trouble for himself.

"I happened to see these things just now," Qi Huaiyuan said without any pressure, "Although Fourth Master Chu increases the price, our Qi family can still afford this amount."

Crazy... Chu Min cursed secretly and gave up the competition.

Once there is a deadlock in the auction, the price paid in the end often exceeds the value of the item, so he has no interest in burning money with the Qi family.

Anyway, it was returned to the Chinese people's pocket, Chu Min could only comfort himself in his heart.

Sure enough, after adding a few times, Jefferson felt that the price was beyond his mind, so he shook his head and quit.

An ignorant Chinese nouveau riche, Mr. Jefferson felt that his withdrawal was very wise, and by the way, he made some slanderous comments on his opponent.

Seeing that the things were about to go into the pockets of Qi's family, the woolen yarn was still a bit unwilling, and almost couldn't help holding up the card, but was stopped by Chu Min.

"Patriarch Qi helped the lost national treasure to return home, really, love, country, people, scholar." Chu Min said through gritted teeth.Thinking of the Qi family's house full of antiques and cultural relics and the Efang Palace, which is a priceless cultural relic, there will be more scriptures, Chu Min can't help but feel a little bitter.

"It's ridiculous," Qi Huaiyuan replied politely, "it's just a matter of duty."

Your mother... Chu Min rolled his eyes at him, got up angrily and walked out.

☆、Chapter 20

When Kong Zhao learned that Qi Huaiyuan actually went to take a pair of iron gloves and a pile of Dunhuang cultural relics, he couldn't help but feel confused. He is a violent person who only has power in his eyes, and has never taken Wenwan at home seriously.

Why did this suddenly take the collection route?

"What is this glove? Kong Zhao stretched out his head to study it for a while, but he still didn't see anything."

Qi Huaiyuan picked up the thing, weighed it, and put on the iron glove.The cold cortex fit perfectly with the skin of the hand, and the layers of black scales rose and fell with the flexion of the palm, as if all the power was stored in the scales, ready to explode with thunderous power at any time.

Chu Shen collapsed on the sofa and explained: "It is said that the iron gauntlet was made by the most brilliant dwarf craftsman in the world, and it was made of the scales of the black dragon and the pig iron of hell. Along with it are the Giant's Belt, Megingiod, and the Divine Hammer Miel, these three artifacts are the source of Thor's power."

No matter how Kong Zhao heard it, he felt unreliable...

"Then what's going on with these Dunhuang scriptures? Don't tell us that these things are related to Nordic mythology."

"I have to ask you Patriarch Qi about this." Chu Min didn't bother to mention it.

Qi Huaiyuan glanced indifferently at the boxes locked with priceless treasures: "Donate it to the Forbidden City when you go back."

"..." The corner of Kong Zhao's mouth twitched, wondering when this person became so enthusiastic about public welfare.

Chu Min did not expect that he would hand over things to the country. Originally, in his impression, Patriarch Qi should be arrogant, selfish, insidious, vicious, and plucking his hair... In short, he has no merits. .

Am I being too subjective?Chu Min was about to reflect on himself, when suddenly he saw a figure rushing in as a series of afterimages at lightning speed, and shouted excitedly: "Oh! It really is you, my dear Qi! "

As soon as Qi Huaiyuan heard the voice, Thor's gloves greeted him directly without even thinking about it.

"Ah! You actually hit my handsome face with something full of thorns!" The other party screamed, stopped his feet all of a sudden, and dodged swiftly.It was only then that Chu Shen saw clearly that he was a tall foreigner, with short brown-blond hair and blue eyes, he could be said to be a very standard handsome European guy.

"Throw him out." Qi Huaiyuan gave him a cold look and waved his hands in disgust.

Kong Zhao sighed, and grabbed the handsome but aggrieved foreigner: "Mr. Guderian, you should go back."

"What?" Chu Min looked the foreigner up and down, "Guderian? Heinz Wilhelm Guderian, the Eagle of the German Third Reich, the Chief of the General Staff of the German Army, and the father of the Armored Forces?"

"My great-grandfather." The other party raised his head proudly.

"Ah, it turns out they are the descendants of Nazi fascists."

"..." The German was furious when he heard that, "My great-grandfather was a great soldier! Hero of the empire!"

"Hey, you are a minion of a tiger, a representative of imperialist power politics?"

"Political mistakes have nothing to do with soldiers!"

"Is a soldier just obeying orders? Doesn't he need to think about whether the order is right or wrong?"

"Soldier, just obey!"

"madness."

"Are you two enough?" Qi Huaiyuan suddenly shouted angrily, interrupting the two who were arguing.

The air was suddenly quiet, and Chu Min saw the pitiful expression on the German guy's silence.

"get out."

"I don't." The German raised his head tragically, "My Qi, I love you so much, yet you drive me away cruelly again and again!"

I'm going, I'm actually a gay...Chu Min couldn't help feeling that the world's morale has declined.

Qi Huaiyuan's eyes turned cold when he heard the words: "Say it again."

The German swallowed, stretched out a finger to the back of the knife that was close at hand, and slowly pushed it away: "I was wrong."

"I say the last time, get out."

"I'm very sad, my dear Qi, you bought something at my auction, and I ran over as soon as I got the news..." The tall German had a melancholy look on his face, and he finally had a bit of the deep beauty of the Germanic nation.

"If I knew you were in Norway, I wouldn't go in today." Qi Huaiyuan interrupted him mercilessly.

"Oh, I, Heinz Meghan Guderian, with Germanic principles, so determined..."

Qi Huaiyuan couldn't bear it anymore and once again drew the knife, and warned with a protracted tone: "Get lost."

Megan raised her hand and moved backwards.

Kong Zhao sighed, closed the door, and began to distribute supplies: "Climbing picks, jackets, hiking shoes, flashlights, windproof lighters, electrodes, copper wire..."

"There's no wine?" Chu Min asked in surprise.

Qi Huaiyuan paused in unpacking the package, and Chu Min also remembered his wine, and smiled awkwardly: "I mean, the polar region is so cold, you have to bring high-grade spirits to keep out the cold, otherwise it's easy to get lost in the wild." Frozen to death."

Kong Zhao immediately felt that it made sense: "Hey, fourth master Chu has experience, and I will send someone to buy it later."

"Why do you still have guns?" Chu Min looked at it for a while and found some prohibited items.

"For self-defense." Kong Zhao took the gun back from his hand, "You two should stop playing."

"Why? Can't we defend ourselves?" Mao Xian was very dissatisfied.

"Well...then go buy it yourself." Kong Zhao spread his hands in embarrassment.

This Nordic country is unfamiliar, where do you go in the middle of the night?

Chu Chu grabbed Kong Zhao's wrist and tried to make a final struggle, almost crying: "You see, I have no strength to restrain a chicken. If I encounter a bad person and I can't fight back, it will be a dead end. My grandfather He is old, how can he bear to ask him to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person."

"Even if I give it to you, will you use it?" Qi Huaiyuan asked impatiently after being quarreled.

"Looking at what you said, of course it will," Chu Min blamed flamboyantly.

Qi Huaiyuan snorted, reached out and pulled out the gun from his waist and threw it over.

"Hey, thank you Patriarch Qi." Chu Min took the gun with a smile on his face, but he was aggrieved in his heart, you bastard, let's see if I don't find a chance to kill you next time...

Just as Kong Zhao was about to say something, a phone call happened to come, so he had no choice but to walk outside the door.

Maoxian secretly moved his steps, eavesdropped on a few words, vaguely heard something about Beijing... Chang..., his expression changed, and he quickly lowered his head to look at the equipment on the ground curiously.

After a while, Kong Zhao came back with a serious expression, and said a few words to Qi Huaiyuan in a low voice.

After Qi Huaiyuan listened, he narrowed his eyes, and sat for a while without moving, only rubbing his fingers lightly on the handle of the knife.

"Otherwise I'll go back and deal with it first?"

The air pressure seemed to drop a lot immediately, and even the air was a bit chilly. Qi Huaiyuan was silent for a while before nodding.

"What's the situation?" Chu Min poked Mao Mao's arm and asked in a low voice.

"Shh." Maoxian shook his head to signal not to talk too much.

When he woke up the next morning, Chu Min found that Kong Zhao had disappeared. Combined with the events of last night, he felt that there was probably something wrong with the Qi family or the Kong family, which made Kong Zhao have to go back overnight to solve it.

Amazing, who is so capable...

Near noon, the German came again yesterday, still pestering Patriarch Qi with a stern face: "I heard that you are going to Bergen? What are you going to do? Take me with you."

"Nothing to do with you."

"Ah, Qi, this really hurts my heart. We have been friends for eight years, and you actually said that it has nothing to do with me. Oh, my God, my father clearly said that our relationship is very good. Today you ignore the friendship of the world, Oh God."

"Who is your family friend?"

"I wonder if Xiao Kong has gone back? Although you have lost a right-hand man, it doesn't matter! This is in Europe, and I am more useful than him!" As a Caucasian, Megan is tall, about 1.9 meters, looks It was as strong as an iron tower, but at this moment, he wished that his whole body could lie on Qi Huaiyuan's body.

"I think I should notify Mr. Guderian to send someone to take you back to Germany." Qi Huaiyuan directly pushed the person away.

Megan screamed immediately when she heard the words: "Oh no, don't tell my dad that I am here!"

"Then get out."

"Looks like I have to tell you," Megan stroked her blond hair melancholy, "that gang of Jews came to me."

Qi Huaiyuan immediately stopped pushing away Megan who kept sticking to him, and turned his head to look over.

"Take me, and I'll tell you what they talked to me when I get back."

Qi Huaiyuan took a deep breath: "Don't move."

"Okay, okay." Megan smiled all of a sudden, "Don't worry, how could I get along with those Jews."

Master Guderian, who got his wish, looked around for a week, and once again saw the annoying Chinese who insulted his ancestors yesterday: "Hey, who are you from the Qi family?"

In fact, Chu Min didn't dislike Guderian at first. Although the Nazis and fascists had committed heinous crimes, Guderian, Manstein, and Rommel were undisputed military geniuses.Although they were politically on the wrong side of a mad Führer, the trio did not take part in the genocide and Gestapo brutality.Simply interpreted from the perspective of soldiers, they even gained the respect of the enemy country because of their military accomplishments. Guderian himself was acquitted after the war and served as a military adviser to the US military.

It's a pity that the arrogant attitude of this descendant of the Imperial Eagle made Chu Min a little unhappy.

Tsk, each of these individuals is more arrogant than the other. It's really not that family members don't come into the house.

"I'm asking you something." Megan looked at Qi Huaiyuan sadly, "Are all members of your Qi family so unruly now?"

"He's not from our Qi family, so I don't care about it." Qi Huaiyuan said it had nothing to do with him.

"Hello, Mr. Guderian," Chu Min stood up and stretched out his hand, "My name is Chu, Chu Min."

Being well-educated in etiquette, even though Megan was reluctant, she reached out to hold it, and looked suspiciously for a moment by the way.After a long time, Megan finally remembered from his poor understanding of China, it seems that there is indeed a family named Chu in southern China... the family his dream lover hates the most!

Chu Min didn't quite understand why the other party immediately turned hostile towards him after showing a sudden realization.

Could it be that the old man has such a wide range of enemies that he even offended the Germans?