Chapter 627: Junk in the Antiques Trade

Chengzi took the iron box from Lao Zhang and was overjoyed!

He couldn't even say that his eyes were shining, he was just in a state of ecstasy.

He didn't say a word for a long time!

Han Xu saw this and shouted, "Chengzi, don't stand there like an idiot, get in the car, let's go back and talk."

However, Chengzi still stared at the iron box in his hand, as if he didn't hear anything at all.

Li Le, who was grimacing in pain, was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene. He had known Chengzi for so long, but he had never seen this guy show such a serious side.

Lao Zhang took the time to say hello to Captain Qin Fen in front of him. Perhaps curiosity was greater than anything else. He wanted to see how Chengzi tinkered with this iron lump, so he simply sat in the back seat of the Raptor and waited for Chengzi to use his ultimate move.

However, Chengzi looked at the iron box in his hand and sat in the passenger seat woodenly without saying a word. He seemed to be completely immersed in his own world and even forgot to fasten his seat belt.

It was only after Han Xu reminded him that Chengzi came back to his senses and fastened his seat belt like a zombie.

Han Xu didn't care about him, started the car, followed Qin Fen's Grand Cherokee all the way out of Putaoshe Village.

Li Le, who was in the back seat, saw Han Xu and Lao Zhang in the car, and didn't pay any attention to Chengzi at all. He asked curiously if he had gained anything in the village.

Han Xu was driving the car, and his driving skills were not very good, so Lao Zhang answered the question.

Lao Zhang told him everything he saw and heard at Chu Tianhe's house.

When Li Le heard that the iron lump was a relic left by Chu Yuntai, he was very excited!

"Good fellow, we have been investigating for so long, and finally have some clues. Han Xu, what do you think is in this iron lump?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it's related to the skeleton case. Before Chu Yuntai died, he told Sister Li that this thing might help Chu Tianhe in the future. As for how to help, it's not clear." Han Xu focused on the driving condition of the car in front and replied casually, which was really a two-pronged approach.

"Who said it wasn't," Lao Zhang took over the conversation, "but what exactly is this thing? Han Xu, you seemed to say it was a mechanical lock before?!"

"Well, it seems to be such a thing," Han Xu nodded, and glanced at the mysterious Orange in the co-pilot seat.

It seemed that this guy didn't hear anything, and the whole person was still immersed in his own world, completely turning a deaf ear to it.

"Heh, Orange's concentration is great. He doesn't treat us as human beings at all!"

Li Le was served too "comfortably" by Orange before. Now he wanted to tear this guy alive, so he naturally didn't have much good words.

However, even so, Orange, who always refused to suffer a loss, did not move.

Just sat there, "playing" with the iron box.

It was like holding a black hole in his hand, sucking all his thoughts into it.

"Don't worry about him, I guess this guy is just getting an epiphany," Old Zhang smiled, but he had never seen Orange perform his special skills, so he was still a little unsure of how capable this guy was. He couldn't help but say, "Han Xu, can Orange do it? This piece of iron has a keyhole under its butt, and there is no key or anything. Can it be opened?"

This question hit the point. Although Han Xu had seen the magic of Orange, this piece of iron was too weird.

To be honest, it didn't look like a lock at all!

Even the hole under the buttocks, in fact, can't be called a keyhole!

A general keyhole should be able to insert a key!

But this keyhole is only slightly larger than a needle hole. Let alone a key, it's a bit difficult to insert a needle!

The reason why Han Xu thought it was a mechanical lock was because he had seen some related documentaries before!

In the early years, there were many old craftsmen in Xia country!

And mechanical locks are a craft that has been passed down for thousands of years.

In fact, some magical mechanical locks don't even have a keyhole. If you want to open it, you have to rely on wisdom!

Of course, there are some things called inheritance!

Really powerful things are not something you can see casually.

For example, the iron lump left by Chu Yuntai is absolutely extraordinary. Just looking at Chengzi's absent-minded look, you can infer that this thing is rare.

"Hey, Han Xu, what is a mechanical lock?" Li Le, who has never come into contact with such things, asked.

Han Xu had no choice but to rack his brains and spill out what little ink he knew.

"Locks, I remember there is a sentence in the Ciyuan, 'Locks, in ancient times, were called keys, and now they are called locks.'

Its other meaning is actually very simple, it is a kind of torture device made of iron rings, and the extended meaning is used to restrain and bind."

"Oh, I've learned something new, this thing was also a torture device in ancient times?"

Li Le opened his mouth in surprise when he heard this, he had never heard of this meaning.

Old Zhang also heard it for the first time, and couldn't help but pat Li Le's red and swollen ankle, "Don't interrupt, let Han Xu continue, it's quite interesting."

Now Li Le is like a fish on a chopping board, he can only let it be slaughtered, but surprisingly, Old Zhang's slap looks heavy, but it doesn't hurt that much when he slaps his feet.

But it's still enough for Li Le to drink a pot.

"Brother Zhang, please be gentle, it hurts!"

Han Xu ignored him and continued to drive, saying, "In ancient times, locks were common daily necessities among the people, so there were many types, but most of the materials were divided into silver locks, wooden locks, copper locks, iron locks, etc. etc., and the shapes are diverse.

In fact, there is only one purpose, which is to open it easily without the key!

But now there are very few of these ancient locks, mainly because their value is not very high, so there are not many people who specialize in collecting this kind of locks. To put it bluntly, in the antique industry, this kind of locks are called junk goods and belong to miscellaneous items. A category of items.

In the past, no one wanted them, let alone collecting them. "

"Okay, Xu, let's get down to business and talk about something useful. You've said a lot, but none of it is the key point." Li Le said again, but when he saw Lao Zhang's unkind eyes , and immediately closed his big mouth.

Han Xu smiled and said, "There's still a long way to go. I'll speak slowly and you listen slowly. Why be in a hurry!"

After that, without waiting for Li Le to react, he continued to talk, wandering around, "A long time ago, many old locks were made of copper, so it was relatively easy to preserve, and most of them They are old objects handed down from the folk, but don’t underestimate these old objects, maybe there is some amazing art hidden inside.”