"I've never bought a saber." Thoughts turned in Li Long's head, but his expression stayed unchanged. "To tell you the truth, several people sold me the pieces of this tack. I put them together myself afterward, and I don't even know if I got it right. None of those people brought a saber, so I don't know whether there was one."
"That really is a shame." Ye Quanfeng saw no change in Li Long's expression and felt a little disappointed. "Of all the things you have here, this tack is the only set that caught my eye.
"If I'm not mistaken, this tack was used by a nomadic noble. If we really looked into it, we might even find a documented line of ownership.
"Unfortunately, without the saber, it's incomplete. With the matching saber, I could give you five thousand yuan for the set. Without it, I can only offer a thousand."
"Then forget it." Li Long waved a hand. "It cost me eight hundred and sixty just to collect all these pieces. There's no way I'm selling them for a thousand."
Ye Quanfeng was a little surprised to hear that. He took another careful look at the gilt horse tack and discovered that the larger pieces actually had engraved marks.
So it really did have a traceable provenance.
He had missed that-of course, it wasn't quite a case of overlooking it. He had come with a purpose in the first place and used the tack as a pretext to bring it up, without examining the tack carefully.
There was a story behind this set!
Now that he had looked, Ye Quanfeng genuinely wanted to buy it.
"Then give me your honest price, Brother Li. How much would you sell it for?" Ye Quanfeng thought Li Long was a fool.