The middle-aged collector was startled and quickly took out a tissue from his pocket, apologizing to the professor while helping him stop bleeding.

"Hey--why are you sorry? I accidentally cut it when I touched it myself. The small hole is not in the way." Professor Zhao wiped the blood dripping from his fingertips in a few seconds. Seeing that the hole was always leaking blood beads, he simply held it with a tissue and continued to look at the knife.

Qi Chen noticed Longya's gaze and said curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Hmm?" Long Ya responded casually, his eyes swept over Professor Zhao and landed on the Mo knife.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then quickly let go of his eyebrows, and said to Qi Chen, "It's nothing, just look." After that, he lazily withdrew his gaze and continued to flip the booklet in his hand.

"Oh, I thought you took a look so far away and wanted to say that the knife was imitated." Qi Chen said.

Longya raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and snorted: "Who told you that I was judged by my eyes? Do you think I am you, and you have to analyze a lot of them? When those things are swayed in front of me, you will know which era it is from. The qi from different eras is different. The longer the age, the more you become, the more you can see it at a glance."

Qi Chen thought about it for a few seconds and felt that such an abstract thing was probably not something that he could feel with his naked eyes, so he had to compliment: "Well, it's true that it's not a human."

"..." Long Ya was speechless and looked at Qi Chen's serious face. He didn't know whether this guy was really praising him or scolding him blatantly. Finally, he turned a page of the album angrily and said, "Besides, that knife is not an imitation."

"Is it true?" Qi Chen was a little surprised. After all, he had never seen the real version of the Tang Dynasty Mo Dao.

Before Longya could speak, he heard Professor Zhao beside him say to the middle-aged collector: "Your Mo Dao is the authentic one."

The collector probably thought that his treasure was not fake, so he didn't seem very excited after listening to Professor Zhao's words. After a few simple conversations with Professor Zhao, he thanked him, and carefully wrapped the Modao, turned around with the expert's appraisal certificate signed by the expert.

However, when Qi Chen saw him leaving the crowd and heading out of the door, he paused for a moment, as if he wanted to turn around and say something, but for some reason, he hesitated for a while, and finally continued to step away from the venue with a knife in his arms.

The treasure appraisal conference cleared a venue at noon and left two hours for the experts to have a meal and rest. It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that the exhibition hall was re-queued again.

Qi Chen found that the scene at the opening of the morning appeared again - the Guanghe trio was still ignored, and it seemed particularly deserted.

However, there were two happy and leisurely old men around him, so Qi Chen was naturally not embarrassed. He glanced at the entrance of the venue and saw that there were no large waves of collectors coming in for the time being, so he simply lowered his head and took out his mobile phone and talked to Xu Liang on WeChat.

The guy was thrown in the back seat of Longya last time and pulled Guanghe directly to him. While he was unconscious, he asked Shan Xiao to deal with it and clean up all the things he shouldn't remember.

In fact, Shan Xiao not only dealt with Xu Liang, he dealt with all the normal people who were related to the Jade Bracelet incident, and it was said that the aftermath was very thorough.

So Xu Liang, like other relevant people, thought that the person who stole the jade bracelet had been arrested and the case was successfully concluded. As for Sister Qin who was cheated, she had completely forgotten the strange things and had now returned to the museum to continue working.

Because of the case of theft of jade bracelets, the museum has re-inspected and upgraded the anti-theft and surveillance facilities of the entire museum, and replaced all the aging equipment with new ones, so the exhibition originally planned was postponed to today.

Xu Liang complained to him for a long time, saying that he had been giving commentary and never stopped talking. He received students from two middle schools and one elementary school, and they were almost thirsty.

Qi Chen asked, "How is the effect?"

Xu Liang laughed and replied with a voice: "It's pretty good, especially the gold-inlaid white jade bracelet. The gold-inlaid buckle made of three white jade joints is very exquisite? You know the kind that can open and close. Those little ghosts probably think that it was amazing to be able to make such high-end and clever things in ancient times. They were sick from the second-tier and were placing glass covers over there and talk nonsense. I have heard two groups of naughty kids making different versions of stories for it, one of which is martial arts style, and the other is the court battle style. My mother's mind is not ordinary!"

Qi Chen replied with a laughing and crying expression. However, he remembered the old lady's wrinkled face, scattered and white hair, and her deeply hunched shoulders...

He was a little dazed when he heard a slightly hoarse male voice ringing in front of him: "Uh... three experts? I saw the organizer's brochure that if the collection is not convenient to bring to the scene, you can ask an expert to come to the door for identification. Is it really OK?"

"Oh, hello!" Qi Chen put down his cell phone and raised his head, but was stunned when he saw the person standing in front of him.

The man in front of him looks about forty years old, with a medium figure, a thin cheek, a bad complexion, and a little unintelligent. He has nothing special about his appearance and is not easy to remember, but he just saw Qi Chen more than two hours ago-

This man was the middle-aged man who took the Tang Dynasty Modao to Professor Zhao in the morning to identify him.

Qi Chen opened his mouth and was stunned for a while before saying, "Didn't you have already identified it in the morning? We also looked at the Mo Dao next to you. It's true that it's authentic. Do you have any questions?"

Qi Chen didn't see it very clearly when he was not close in the morning. At this moment, the middle-aged man stood in front of him. Qi Chen realized that there were deep bags and shadows under his eyes, and his face was a little dark. At first glance, he saw someone with poor sleep quality.

The man explained: "That's right. There are actually some things in my house, which are too big and heavy, which is not convenient to bring them over. Before coming to participate in this treasure appraisal conference, I saw on the official website that it was inconvenient to invite experts to come to the door for appraisal. I only brought a Mo knife to find out the bottom first, so I also thought about it. Because the things were collected together, if the knife was fake, I wouldn't have to mobilize you to trouble you. Didn't this be Zhao's morning and the expert said that the knife was real? I went back for a noon and thought that I would come over and ask you to help me see the other things. Are you convenient to see?"

Qi Chen hesitated for a moment when he heard this.

If it is convenient, he must be convenient himself. Anyway, he is idle. However, he is just a person who has just graduated and has not worked for a long time. He lacks experience. The basis for judging genuine or fake products comes from the knowledge of cultural relics restoration, and it is from the perspective of processing methods. However, this method is too single after all, and even experienced old experts can sometimes mislead, let alone him?

The key is to see if Long Ya or Shan Xiaole is not happy to go, so he did not take it rashly, but turned his face and looked at Long Ya habitually... After all, this person is the real one? Master.

Longya looked up from the brochure, swept the middle-aged man from top to bottom, then glanced at Qi Chen again, lazily put down his legs, threw the brochure at the table, stood up and threw it straightforwardly: "Go!"

The middle-aged man could tell from Qi Chen's actions who had the final say. When Longya agreed, he immediately looked relieved and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you! Please trouble you! My car is on the parking floor outside the exhibition hall, I will pour it out first and wait for you at the entrance of the exhibition hall."

As soon as the middle-aged man left, Shan Xiao rushed to Qi Chen and picked his chin and said to Longya: "You can go, why are you pulling him? Don't tell me that you didn't see that the man was speaking incorrectly, obviously he was hiding something."

While patting Qi Chen on the back of his head, Long Ya patted him to move his hips and stand up and set off, he whistled unceremoniously and said to Shan Xiao: "It's your business! Leave him as a mascot? If something happens, even his body can't escape with eight feet, he is a turtle."

Qi Chen, who became a turtle again, said: "..."

Shan Xiao sneered: "How easy is there to be a problem?"

Long Ya: "Ha, come on! There have been four accidents in the fifth session, and our company's front desk is here to collect it. Are you the first time you come back?"

Qi Chen: "..." What the hell!

Shan Xiao pointed his nose: "Even if something happens, I'm still here."

Long Ya glanced at him with disgust: "I believe you, a shit guy, will have a ghost! Then your mind is full of your fat leopard, and you are just showing off. When you think of this guy, maybe he will be on the spot."

Qi Chen, who was silently caught in the attack, felt that Mr. Long’s nonsense skills were getting better and better.

As a result, Shan Xiao listened to his mockery, spent two seconds thinking, and nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."

Qi Chen: "..."

So Qi Chen followed Longya out of the venue in a confused manner, and was also worried for the collectors of the afternoon venue - those who did not look through the almanac to find Shan Xiao for identification did not know if he would have a myocardial infarction.

When the two walked outside the gate, the middle-aged man happened to park his car in front of them. He got off the car and said apologetically: "Two experts, you probably have to sit in the co-pilot. There is a Mo Dao in the back seat. Don't panic when you sit two people, it's not very comfortable."

Long Ya didn't say anything nonsense, turned around and opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. Qi Chen sat in the back seat, and the Mo knife was carefully wrapped into a dark strip, quietly placed beside him.

"How far is your home from?" Longya asked.
Chapter completed!