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A place like the bridge of the nose can make people cry.

Qi Chen was probably in pain, and he still frowned when Longya opened his hand and blinked a few times quickly, trying to relieve the pain, but he didn't care about Longya's words.

"Don't keep curling up with your watermelon worm? I'll see how it's going to hit you-" Long Ya said, pulling Qi Chen's arm around the back of his neck, then let go of the hand holding Qi Chen's wrist bone, pinch Qi Chen's chin and lifting his head up, and then gently touched Qi Chen's nose bridge with his fingertips.

"Hiss--" Qi Chen took a breath, and said in a weak way: "Is it broken?"

"It's broken, it's red, a little swollen." Long Ya answered angrily, and picked Qi Chen up and threw him on the bed against the wall with a bath towel.

He shook the quilt without saying a word and wrapped Qi Chen, blackened his face with the coffin, and taught him a lesson: "Anyone who is not that 250 people slipped or fell accidentally will be supported by their hands. Your cerebellum must shrink to the size of a raisin to not be able to do such a feat of supporting the ground with their faces."

Qi Chen had recovered from the severe pain at this time. He was pumping the tissue at the head of the bed to block the nose bleeding. He blinked his eyes and accepted the personal attack of Mr. Longya with a calm expression.

Long Ya, who was hiding an invisible treasure bag, once again used his barefoot doctor's ability. He took out a pill like a dog skin plaster from somewhere when his wrist trembled, and raised his hand to pat Qi Chen's face: "Okay, don't block it, lift your face!"

"..." Qi Chen raised his face in cooperation, paused for two seconds and couldn't help but say, "Team Leader Long, has anyone told you that your habitual small movements are a bit unsuitable for men?"

Long Ya was tearing off the medicine sticker and pressing it on the red and swollen place of his nose. He heard this and said lazily: "No. I will do whatever I do. Who is desperate to do so much to deal with me?"

Qi Chen silently shut up and decided to be happy with this ancestor...

It turns out that although Longya is a barefoot doctor, his medicine is still reliable. At least Qi Chen, who arrived at the venue the next day, was still smooth and straight, and there was no sign that he had suffered a devastating blow the night before.

The only thing that was a bit unsatisfactory was that he slept too late, so that Qi Chen, who woke up early this day, was not very energetic.

It is the first time for Qi Chen to participate in this kind of folk treasure appraisal conference, and it is a very fresh experience.

He thought that although there would be no fewer people coming, he would not be too concentrated. After all, there were far and near, and after time was disconnected, he would not seem too busy. Nearly ten experts on the scene could withstand it.

As a result, when he really arrived at the scene, he found that he was still too naive -

The enthusiasm of those collectors is really not something he can imagine. The queues are almost at the grand occasion of ticket sales at the major popular exhibition halls of the World Expo.

This treasure appraisal conference was placed by the organizer in a large art exhibition hall in Ling City. There was a row of consultation desks in the museum, each with name tags written on it, with experts' names and specialized categories written on it.

Qi Chen and his team were on par with other experts, but the distance between them was about two tables, making it clear.

However, their consultation desk was not negligent at all. Even the little character without a name was taken care of, and the names were respectfully made into famous brands, marked with the word "expert" and placed on the table in front of him. However, none of them indicated the identification category, but hung a sign in front of the stage - a special invited expert.

These days, no expert who cannot tell a specific name is easy to trust.

Therefore, the crowded venues present a strange but understandable state -

The other experts, no matter what category, were lined up in front of them, but the trio sent by Guanghe Company was extremely deserted and there were no doors.

Qi Chen looked at the long dragon-like team. The people in the team were holding things in their hands, including small items, large items, some with only ones, and several, with various types... In short, everyone was holding treasures they thought were worthwhile, packaging them very finely and carefully holding them, for fear of knocking or touching them.

He looked at the Long Ya and Shan Xiao sitting next to him again--

A real antique is leaning against the back of a chair, crossing his legs, lazily flipping through the brochures of the treasure appraisal club.

Another real monster is holding his elbows on the table, holding his cell phone and playing games leisurely.

Both old men looked as if they were eager to reach the last moment... I don’t know if the organizer would have a heart attack after seeing it.

But obviously, they couldn't really stay idle all the time. Some collectors were discouraged in the face of the long dragon, and finally chose to go to the "Special Expert Consulting Desk" to ask. So, after 10 o'clock, there was a lot of people coming to the venue, and the three-person group finally lined up a small team here.

Longya's personality and speaking style have always been straightforward, without any concealment. After getting along for a long time, you can find that he has no bad intentions. However, in this kind of occasion where he is all strangers, his stick is so exquisite that his stick is so vivid and refined-

The collector standing in front of the consultation desk opened the black silk cloth in his arms, and a bronze wine jue was exposed. The face of the jue was engraved with rough animal face patterns, and the red spots and green rust looked very well preserved. In short, it looked like a very good bronze wine utensil.

After the man opened the silk cloth, his eyes swept over Shan Xiao who was playing games, and then Qi Chen, who looked like a college student, and finally said to Longya: "Well, this... Dragon Expert, can you help me see how my bronze wine jue is? Where is the estimated price?"

I can only say that this person probably didn’t read the almanac when he went out today. He picked the deadliest of the three people.

Qi Chen turned his head to look at Long Ya, and saw that he didn't even put down the magazine in his hand. He just raised his eyes and glanced at the bronze lord, then withdrew his gaze without any interest, moved his mouth, and two words popped out: "Fake it."

Concise and to the point, one blow will kill.

Qi Chen: "..." So Director Dong sends this ancestor to smash the situation every year...

The middle-aged collector immediately felt upset when he heard the word Longya!

Qi Chenxin said that he would not cause any problems to stimulate the situation, so he quickly spoke to smooth things over. Naturally, he would not be as straightforward as Longya, but looked up and asked the collector: "Will I pick it up and see it?"

The man nodded: "Yes, you can see."

After hearing this, Qi Chen took the bronze lord in front of him with the black silk cloth, carefully looked through several corners, and then pointed at Longya and said to the man: "He spoke a little straight, don't mind. However, he was not wrong with what he said. You, the wine lord, really... You see these places, the pan line was handled too deliberately, and it would not be exposed in these places. The gaskets were also deliberately imitated. And here..."

The collector looked at the places where Qi Chen pointed, his face became worse and worse, and his expression became a little depressed. Obviously, after being pointed out, he looked at these places more and more and more, and felt that the craftsmanship was too unnatural. He was not in the mood to waste it here, so he thanked him briefly, put away the fake bronze jungle in a few seconds and turned around and left.

After reading the collection for half an hour, the trio has basically been doing this in two processes -

1. Longya glanced at the collection and said firmly: "Fake it." Then the collector was full of resentment and was about to burst out. Qi Chen quickly pulled the person over and explained with a kind explanation before sending him away with a smile.

2. Shan Xiao looked away from the mobile phone screen, looked at the collection, looked up and said with a smile, "I lost money when I bought it, it was fake." Then the collector was full of resentment and was about to burst out. Qi Chen quickly pulled the person over and explained with a kind explanation before sending him away with a smile.

After a few dozen minutes of turn, the people who were queuing behind finally learned their lessons. They no longer found the two ancestors in abusive way, but rushed to Qi Chen directly. They hesitated for a while, and finally decided to change the queue - wait for a long time, and they would always be caught up with experts who cheated.

So for Qi Chen, although there were two teams around him who were not doing serious business at all, he could handle it even alone. From time to time, he could still watch the scenes of others.

The table closest to Qi Chen and others was sitting at the bronze appraisal expert Professor Zhao. The collection in the hands of the middle-aged man in front of him was a bit special -

It was a double-edged long sword, the surface had been oxidized, full of wind and frost and traces of time. It was probably very heavy to buy, and Professor Zhao was still a little difficult to hold.

Qi Chen saw that the knife looked like a Mo Dao of the Tang Dynasty, but it was not buried with him, so he had not been unearthed yet. He didn't expect that he could see such a weapon similar to a Mo Dao at such a folk treasure appraisal conference.

However, Qi Chen couldn't take a closer look, and he didn't know if it was real or imitated.

Professor Zhao naturally also liked this knife. Although it was not a bronze ware that he was specialized in, it did not prevent him from making a preliminary identification of this knife.

The old man was thinking about the details of the knife inch by inch, and touched the blade of the knife with his fingers, and the identification was particularly detailed...

Of course, the items presented at this treasure appraisal conference are both true and false, and the quality levels are not uniform. There are still a few treasures that really make people covet. Even the remaining items are at the medium level, and more are imitations.

Correspondingly, the collectors at the conference also have all kinds of personalities.

Some people heard that their babies were imitations and their faces were very responsive, and their tempers were so anxious that they wanted to argue with the experts immediately. After all, they were things that cost a lot of money. Some people were more open-minded and found that they were imitations, but they didn't show any particularly disappointment. After knowing the specific situation, they clapped their hands and went home.

Now, when Mr. Zhao was thinking about the Modao, a collector from the miscellaneous experts found that the treasure he cherished was imitated by later generations, and was not so afraid of being bumped and bumped. He immediately blew twice at the beast-shaped horn-shaped utensil with a very unique personality.

He blew very casually and didn't sound, but his tone was very heavy, with a sense of distant simplicity, which easily reminded people of the sound of horns on the ancient battlefield.

However, the scene was not quiet. In addition to the idle "experts" like Qi Chen, some people waiting in line looked around, and most of them just laughed it off.

Professor Zhao, who was trying the blade, was startled by these two sudden sounds. I don’t know if it was his hand shaking or what happened. He actually cut a long hole in the belly of the finger by the Modao, which had not been oxidized to a sharp end, and the blood beads leaked out like money.
Chapter completed!