Seeing Song Shuhang hesitate, Zhang Jian asked,""Uncle, paint scraping?"
Song Shuhang frowned. He was a bit reluctant to part with it. This was his treasure, after all. If the paint was scratched, what was he going to do with it?
However, he thought that it might be fake. There was no use in hanging it. Hanging other people's shit on the wall?
After the appraisal just now, Song Shuhang had some confidence in Zhang Jian's strength. At the very least, Zhang Jian had the ability to appraise treasures. He might even be a second or third rank appraiser.
"Scrape."
Song Ruobai didn't care. She remembered that she had a chamber pot before. She didn't expect her father to have such an embarrassing incident.
As expected, daughters were still domineering!
Zhang Jian sighed in his heart. He nodded and took out a small Nie Zi, scratching it on his sword.
Then, the dregs fell into the water.
After soaking in the latrine pit for a year, the sword was naturally stuck with some of those things. Those things combined with corrosion to form the current paint.
The moment the paint entered the water, the water began to react.
At first, it was impurities, and then the color of the water became turbid. It was a combination of soil and feces.
Then, the water became a little turbid, and there was a faint stench in it.
When Song Shuhang saw this scene, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he staggered a few steps. The sword he was worshipping was actually a sh * t sword?
What was even more infuriating was that he had just licked it lightly and hung it on the wall. At this moment, he only felt a salty taste in his mouth and a wave of disgust surged from his stomach.
"Uncle, how much did this sword cost?”
Song Shuhang covered his mouth and said," 12 million.”
"Puff!"
Zhang Jian almost spat out a mouthful of water. This guy must have nowhere to spend his money, right? Ten million to buy this lousy thing?
"Uncle, this is only worth ten yuan. It can't be any more. You put this in the house.。。”
Song Shuhang was a little confused. This, this, this…He finally understood what Zhang Jian meant. He had been a big shot his entire life, so how did he become a big idiot today?
He felt that the wisdom he had in his life had disappeared today.
Song Ruobai was also a little amused. She had thought that only a fool would buy something like a urinal. Who knew that her father was even more amazing, spending more than ten million to buy a sword in a manure pit.
Xiao Chou was by her side, and he was her father.。。
"Alright, give me your phone."
Zhang Jian took the phone. Song Shuhang still had a bitter look on his face. This was a huge blow.
In the live broadcast room.
"I wonder what this sword tastes like."”
"I wonder if it's salty or not."
Pleasant Goat: "?????"
I'm Sheep Village: " This is too awesome. The livestream is so good at sucking up to Olly. The livestream effect is amazing!”
"Awesome, awesome, awesome!"
"Big Boss Song's image is exploding!”
"As expected, offending the streamer will never end well. I remember that chamber pot. Why does it have the same effect!”
"I'm dying of laughter. Another literary lover has lost his shine.”
Zhang Jian looked at the bullet screen and found it funny. This was too much of a coincidence. One was a chamber pot, and the other was a sh * t sword. It was a bit of a coincidence.
Master, our sword is still..."
"It's rare. If you can throw it away, then throw it. It's unlucky."
Zhang Jian waved his hand.
Song Shuhang was furious after hearing this, and he waved his hand to pick up the sword.
Kacha!
With a cracking sound, Song Shuhang actually broke the iron sword with one hand!
"F * ck!"
Zhang Jian sucked in a breath of cold air. If this punch landed on his body, wouldn't it turn purple and red?
Zhang Jian was a little hesitant about telling him the last thing.
"What a crisp sound. Streamer, I can already see that your ribs are broken.”
"Damn, is this guy Superman?"
"It's over. The streamer is going to fall into the pit.”
The netizens in the live broadcast room were all shocked when they saw this scene.
"Well, my fellow friends, have you noticed that the imitations in the Song family's jewelry store are all toys? There's no jade at all. What does this mean?”
"It means that the jade here is real, so everyone can buy it without worry. The Song family's jewelry is a battle treasure among jewelry!”
Zhang Jian gave him a thumbs up.
"What a strong desire to live!"”
Young Master Wang,[The streamer is awesome. You can even do this?] However, the Song family jewelry is indeed not bad. I bought it last time and there was no problem with it.”
"F * ck, I just smashed my mom's jade pendant. Can I still go home tonight?”
Scumbag: [I suggest not going home.]
Handsome Guy: " Streamer, blink if you're kidnapped.”
Jiaqi: " Host, don't be like this. I'll buy it, alright?"”
For a moment, the live broadcast room was mobilized. Some people also bought jade for Zhang Jiangou.
"Did I scare you?"
Song Ruobai walked over with a smile. She found Zhang Jian's expression funny. Where did that awesome energy go?
"No, it's just our uncle. No, no, no. Your dad is quite amazing.”
"That's true. He's the one who's involved in the Myanmar rebellion nearby. Sometimes, it even involves firearms.”
"Are you saying that dad has shot before?"
"Yes, he has a Myanmar gun license."
"Hiss..."
Zhang Jian gulped. Good heavens, did I just circle around the muzzle of a gun?
Didn't he dance?
Zhang Jian originally thought that there would only be bodyguards and he might be able to run away. If he got some big pineapples to face him, he would be finished.
"Master, we... Do you still want to appraise the last one?"
Song Ruobai looked at Zhang Jian with a smile. She looked like a victorious little rabbit.
"Um, I saw it just now. Maybe I saw it wrong. Uncle Song, we have the last one.”
Zhang Jian waved his hands repeatedly. The last one was a little scary. If he said it, he would lose his life.
"Oh, I see. Then let's do a live broadcast.。。”
She winked.
"Live broadcast? I'm starting a live broadcast?"
Zhang Jian casually turned off the live broadcast. This was called a wise man who understood the times!
" F * ck, streamer, are you a dog?"
"The host is here again!"
"No way, so cowardly? He would definitely be a henpecked husband in the future!”
"Host, don't be a coward. Just f * ck him!”
"Sigh, the lowly streamer is begging for mercy online!”
" High EQ: Pretending to be dumb to win the rich woman. [Low EQ: I didn't turn on the livestream, I just turned it off!]”
The live broadcast room was extremely lively. Some of them had already cursed Zhang Jian's ancestral grave.
After Zhang Jian turned off the live broadcast, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
Who could withstand a bare-handed iron sword bending right after leaving the novice village?
"Kid, didn't you say there were three of them? Help me appraise the last one.”
At this time, Song Shuhang said. He casually threw the two broken swords at the guard.
He clapped his hands.
"Do you really want to see it?"
Zhang Jian didn't say much when he heard this and asked directly.
Zhang Jian also thought it through. Song Ruobai couldn't possibly let him enter the tiger's den, right?
"Kid, whatever you say. Oh right, I'll transfer the 10 million yuan from this appraisal to you.”
As he spoke, he picked up his phone and prepared to transfer the money.
"Uncle, don't. There's no need for that for now. Let's appraise it first.”
Zhang Jian waved his hand and walked straight to the collection area at the side.
Song Ruobai held back her laughter as she thought of the awe-inspiring Zhang Jian in the morning. Looking at her now, she felt like the plot had reversed.
"Hmm?"
When Zhang Jian walked to a painting, the two of them had a different expression on their faces.
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