My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

Chapter 424 Thunder King Cauldron

Zeng Jing carefully identified the font on it.

As a college student majoring in history, Zeng Jing is very interested in the origin of writing.

So I studied it for a while.

There are three large characters on the ancient tripod, which are not ancient oracle bone inscriptions.

Zeng Jing thought it was engraved characters.

The engraved characters appeared earlier than the oracle bone inscriptions.

For example, the Jiahu carved talisman is 500 years earlier than the oracle bone inscriptions.

The other type is the double-pier engraved talisman. The emergence of oracle bone inscriptions is about 500 years later than the double-pier engraved talisman.

Because they are all symbols, writing experts from all over the world do not recognize it as the original writing.

Isn’t the cuneiform writing of the Western Sumerians symbols?

Even English, which later gradually formed a complete system, is still a symbol.

Therefore, Chinese engraved characters are the original form of writing.

Zeng Jing looked at it carefully and always felt that the character in the middle looked like "王".

You can guess the last word, it is definitely tripod, because the symbol looks like a pillar.

The first word is curved, like shining light.

Maybe not the light.

Zeng Jing had a flash of idea, thunder, could it be thunder?

Thunder King Cauldron.

That's it.

It seems to be good stuff.

Zeng Jing was still secretly happy that Mo Qiuhen had already quoted the price.

"1000 taels."

"Dan Wuzong bids 1000 taels."

"One thousand five hundred taels."

"Lingdan Pavilion offers one thousand, five hundred taels."

"2000 taels."

"Yaowanggu offers 2000 taels."

Zeng Jing quickly raised her sign, "Two thousand, five hundred taels."

"Uncle Da offered two thousand, five hundred taels."

People were talking a lot, "Who is Uncle Da?"

"never heard of that."

It doesn't seem wise to fight against the sect alone.

Mo Qiuhen saw that it was the person who was against him again, and he raised his sign again without hesitation. "3000 taels."

"3000 taels. Danwuzong bids 3000 taels. Is there anyone who wants to increase the price?"

"Three thousand, five hundred taels." Zeng Jing raised her sign again.

Mo Shangfang grabbed his son and said, "Enough is enough, it won't be worth it if you add more."

Mo Qiuhen's face was full of anger, "Dad, I can't swallow this breath. I will fight him again no matter what."

"Three thousand and four hundred taels."

"Dan Wuzong offered three thousand, eight hundred taels."

Mo Shangfang sighed. His son's personality was too extreme. It would be even harder to expect him to be mature and stable.

It's easy to change a country's nature, but it's hard to change it. Can people feel reassured if the sect passes it on to him?

"4000 taels." Zeng Jing bid again.

Mo Qiuhen glanced at Zeng Jing again and saw that his father's face was not good-looking, so he sat down angrily.

"Uncle Da bids 4000 taels. Is there anyone who wants to increase the price? 4000 taels for the first time, 4000 taels..."

"5000 taels, our weapon refining sect bids 5000 taels."

As soon as this statement came out, the Haixing Sect and Danwuzong all gave up.

In addition, the price is sky-high. Spending thousands of taels of silver to buy an unusable piece of junk is either a lunatic or a fool.

"The Refining Sect bids 5000 taels, 5000 taels for the first time, 5000 taels for the second time, 5000 taels..."

"I will pay five thousand and one hundred taels." Zeng Jing stood up.

Mo Qiuhen cursed angrily in a low voice: "Turns out he is an idiot."

Everyone thinks Zeng Jingren is stupid and has too much money.

I have never heard of a rich man named Uncle Da. Where did this guy come from?

Fang Tang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway, which was unexpected.

The Weapon Refining Sect only gave him 5000 taels of authority, and he couldn't spend even a penny more.

"Five thousand and one hundred taels for the first time, five thousand and one hundred taels for the second time, five thousand and one hundred taels for the third time, deal done!"

"Congratulations to Uncle Da for buying the ancient tripod at a high price of five thousand and one hundred taels."

Zeng Jing didn’t even look at the remaining auction items.

I ran directly to the backstage to hand over.

One-handed payment and one-handed delivery.

When he was done, he stuffed the ancient tripod into his storage bracelet and immediately slipped out of the back door.