After Zhang Jian finished speaking, Song Shuhang's expression changed. Although 10 million wasn't a lot in his eyes, giving it away for no reason was still painful.
"Master, how about this? You identify all the fakes here, and we'll transfer you money according to each item.”
Song Shuhang was a sly old fox. He rolled his eyes and revealed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Hmph, old thief, you want to kill me? You must be joking!"
Zhang Jian smiled slightly." Uncle, let me tell you this. You have two things that are even more embarrassing than this one. Since you are not sincere, I will not appraise it for now."”
After saying that, Song Shuhang's face showed some hesitation. Zhang Jian's performance made him feel a little uncertain.
"I'll give it to you."
At this moment, Song Ruobai spoke. Zhang Jian frowned when he heard this. Was this girl's brain really damaged? Can't you tell that I'm disgusting this guy?
Zhang Jian winked at him, but it was useless.
Ding…A certain person has transferred 10 million yuan…。。
True meant that he would do what he said.
"F * ck, awesome!" A rich woman who could transfer ten million just like that?”
Big Blame: " I'm guessing that he must have embezzled the company's money. Otherwise, he would be worth at least a few hundred million!”
Young Master Wang replied,[All the expenses in the livestream today will be paid by the master!]”
Young Master Zhang: " This is the first time I've seen Miss Song so lavish. Isn't she usually very stingy? Isn't she alone?"”
Young Master Liang: " Phew, I'm happy to see the host angering them.”
Some people in the live broadcast room admired Song Ruobai, while others were happy.
At this time, Song Shuhang's expression became even more bitter. He was actually not as generous as his daughter. Wasn't this just slapping his face?
"Alright, since Miss Song is so generous, let's not talk about it anymore. I'll start with this first. I'll save the best for later.”
Zhang Jian nodded and walked towards another problematic item. At the same time, he also dropped a small bomb on Song Shuhang and the netizens in the live broadcast room.
"There's more?"
Song Ruobai was stunned. There was a strange look in her eyes. If Zhang Jian really identified a house full of wrong things, then wouldn't she be bankrupt? Moreover, there were millions of people watching!
It was also because these millions of people were watching that Song Ruobai would never give ten million. Zhou Xuan was also gone.
Cannon Fodder B: " Streamer, the Song family has so many fake goods. Does that mean that this family is selling fake goods?”
I'm Rich,"It looks like I can't buy the Song family's jewelry anymore.”
"I still have a piece of jewelry from the Song family. I'll smash it when I get back."”
Fei Yangyang: " Don't say it. My mom seems to have one. I'll smash it when I get back."”
" I'll beat you up!!!"
Some people in the live broadcast room were confused about the authenticity of the Song family's jewelry.
Song Ruobai looked at the live broadcast room and frowned slightly. This was not a good sign.
Zhang Jian also saw the discussion in the live broadcast room. He did not plan to say anything for the time being.
He walked up to a fake and spoke.
"Everyone, look at the thing in front of me. This is a sword from the Shang Dynasty. It's an imitation bronze.”
"Bronze artifacts are very special, especially sword-like bronze artifacts. Ordinary people in ancient times would definitely not be able to forge such swords because they did not have the right.”
"Look at this pattern. It's extremely smooth and natural. This kind of sword is the kind that belongs to royalty and nobles.”
"Look at the blade. Even though it's been around for thousands of years, it's still incomparably sharp.”
"From the rusted state of this sword, its appearance, weight, and so on, it does look like a bronze artifact. This bronze artifact was made perfectly, but it's also this perfection that makes it feel even more fake!”
Zhang Jian said tirelessly.
Song Shuhang looked at the sword in front of him, and his brows slightly furrowed.
"Impossible. This is a gift from a good friend of mine. It can't be fake.”
he said.
"I also think it's impossible. This is a gift from my uncle.”Song Ruobai also spoke.
Song Shuhang heard his daughter speak, and he was stunned for a moment. His daughter was actually defending him one day?
He looked at his daughter and felt like tears were about to fall. As expected, his daughter was still on his side.
Zhang Jian looked at the two of them and slowly shook his head.
"Miss Song, I didn't want to discourage you, but I didn't expect it. I know bronze artifacts too well.”
As Zhang Jian spoke, he raised his sword and walked over.
Song Shuhang also stood up. He was a little nervous about what would happen if Zhang Jian broke his sword.
"Treasure friends, look at this sword. Can you see any clues?”
"What are you looking at? Isn't it just an iron sword?"”
Green Prairie: "I guess it must be the Sword of the King."
Wang Fugui said,"Just call me by my name!"”
"I think it's a Tang Dynasty sword."
Master Wang: " The Royal Sword of the Shang Dynasty. Only the powerful families have it. Its value is very high and immeasurable.”
Looking at the bullet comments, Zhang Jian nodded slightly. He did not expect that there was actually a real guy in his idiotic live broadcast room.
"Master, is there a problem?"
" Please don't check for fakes anymore, I beg you!"
Song Ruobai walked over and whispered into Zhang Jian's ear.
Zhang Jian looked at Song Ruobai when he heard this. He also moved closer to the other side's ear.
"Don't worry, I'm just angering your dad!”
Zhang Jian said nothing more after he finished speaking. Song Ruobai rolled her eyes.
"What a stingy person, actually bickering with an old man!”
Although she thought so in her heart, she still heaved a sigh of relief. If this ruined her business, the two of them would be enemies, not to mention working together.
"Kid, why do you think this is fake?”
"Come, let me tell you."
"Take this!"
Zhang Jian handed the phone to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang was somewhat puzzled, but he still took it.
"Good fellow, killing people is killing their hearts! You leaked dirt on him and even asked him to help you get the tools for the crime!”
"Wouldn't this old man be furious if he knew?”
"Pfft, I'm dying of laughter. This Song Daxiao actually took it.”
The people in the live broadcast room teased.
When Zhang Jian passed the phone to Song Shuhang, he didn't turn on the screen, so Song Shuhang naturally didn't know.
Zhang Jian held the sword and placed it on a rope.
The sword was hung up. Zhang Jian held the sword head with one hand and said,
"This kind of super imitation sword is very difficult to see. I'm sure that even if a national second-class appraisal master came, it would be difficult to see."
"This sword should be made with the most advanced technology in the country. It hasn't even been circulated yet.”
"What craftsmanship?"
Song Ruobai was puzzled.
"The latrine pit."
Zhang Jian spat out these two words, and the two of them suddenly widened their eyes.
He couldn't believe it. This latrine pit had been in his room for so long?
"The latrine pit is extremely corrosive. The corroded paint has a unique smell, the smell of decay.”
"You can use your tongue to identify the corrosion on a bronze artifact. You can lick it.”
Zhang Jian said. Song Shuhang hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes and licked his lips. A rotten smell and the smell of rusty iron spread out.
"That's right, it's rotten."”
"No, this is the rotten smell of the manure pit."
"If I'm not wrong, this sword has probably been abandoned in the latrine pit for a year. But I have to tell you that these things are fake.”
"If you remove a layer of this embroidery, you might be able to see something.”
"Get me a bowl of water."
Song Ruobai did as she was told.
"And listen!"
Zhang Jian tapped the sword in front of him, and a slightly turbid buzzing sound was emitted from the sword.
"This sound is not right."
"I don't believe it. The expert also licked this paint back then. There's no problem.”
Song Shuhang said firmly.
"I didn't expect that expert to like to lick this kind of thing.”
Zhang Jian smiled faintly.
Soon, the water was brought over. Zhang Jian placed the small bowl in front of him.
"Uncle, how about scraping off a layer of paint?”
Zhang Jian looked at Song Shuhang. After all, this thing belonged to someone else, so he had to ask.
At this moment, the live broadcast room was flooded with bullet comments. That guy was about to catch up with the Northwestern invasion.
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