Chapter 7
Unfortunately, Chen Fengmian did not receive their envy, jealousy and hatred at all.
Qin Qingyue helped him and walked forward slowly.
"stop."
He heard her cold voice and a low reminder, and before he could react, a pair of slightly cool, weak and boneless hands were placed on his wrist and gently placed on the table: "Here."
"hiss--"
Everyone's eyes were about to pop out, and Tong Hao turned his head to look at Qin Xuewu.
The accusation in his eyes was obvious: Why didn’t you tell me earlier if there was such a good thing?
If I had known this would happen, why would I try it? What treasure would I guess?
He would rather be considered a fool by everyone, as long as he can hold his hands like Qingyue and get so close to him!
Chen Fengmian couldn't see anything, so he gently picked up the small ornament touched by his fingertips without distraction.
It is slightly heavy and the touch is warm.
He gently turned the whole ornament in his hand, and Chen Fengmian roughly outlined its shape in his heart.
This is a relatively small Pixiu ornament, with a simple and neat knife technique, and a sense of opening and closing.
"This is Hetian jade." Chen Fengmian nodded with certainty, walked along all the patterns with his fingertips, thought for a moment, and handed it to Qin Qingyue: "This is left."
that's all?
So stay?
Everyone was a little surprised and speechless.
There is a lot of preliminary preparation work that needs to be done in the appraisal of treasures.
Even the master does not dare to be arrogant. At least he has to check the information and confirm it several times before he can truly draw a conclusion.
But Chen Fengmian actually touched it like this, thought about it, and then...
With such a fast speed, is his judgment correct?
Everyone didn't say anything. The previous ones were all things from the Qin family. They looked at Qin Xuewu and wanted to find an answer.
Qin Xuewu held the teacup and savored it slowly, looking at them with a smile, with a clear look in her eyes.
Knowing that there was no response from him, everyone turned their heads and stared at Chen Fengmian.
At this time, Chen Fengmian had already touched several play pieces, and Qin Qingyue divided the play pieces into two rows.
He said he stayed in one row, and he smiled and said he didn't look good.
Every time I change one, Qin Qingyue has to hold his hand to change it to the next one.
Seeing this scene, everyone was even more upset: If I had known, I would have been the last one to join!
I originally liked Qin Qingyue and felt the inner angina pectoris. I regretted it and wished I could use my body to substitute Chen Fengmian.
Everyone else was watching the fun, but Tong Hao keenly discovered that the fifth brother hadn't had tea for a long time.
He looked at Qin Xuewu, who was staring at the table with tea, and his heart skipped a beat.
Could it be?
Tong Hao stared at the two rows of play pieces with a small number, and felt a little panicked.
No, how could it be...
The more you distinguish the Chen Fengmian, the more you become, the more frightened you become.
The Qin family has a lot of collections...
Just a small event between young people, I actually brought so many good things out...
It's just a game, just such a big deal, can the Qin family be hidden?
In fact, as more and more things separate on the table, fear was in the eyes of everyone around him.
Qin Xuewu put the teacup on the table and stood up slowly.
The others also got up and walked to the front of the stage.
Just as Chen Fengmian thought, it is really impossible for the Qin family to take out so many good things at once for such a small event.
Even if Qin Xuewu is willing, the old man of the Qin family will not agree.
So at the beginning, Tong Hao said that he also gave a part of it.
But as soon as Tong Yao said something tentative, especially when she knew that they were going to make this blindfolded treasure, everyone else was thinking.
After all, it would be embarrassing if I didn’t guess any of them in front of so many people!
So, everyone has a share of the real things on this table.
They consciously thought very thoughtfully: even if others can’t guess what they are, they are always sure of what they are.
Before coming, I was unsure and even studied all my things in my house over and over again.
But now.
All of them remembered clearly were divided into one side.
What this means, everyone understands.
"Damn it was deliberately trying to kill me!? He picked out all mine, and I'll pick one..."
"So too?" Another man whispered: "Mine too..."
"Tong Hao..." Someone gritted his teeth: "Where are you looking for this god?"
Tong Hao was sweating coldly on his forehead: "Just, the newly opened shop in the corner of the street...Zhenpinzhai..."
He had a good relationship with him, so he slapped him on the shoulder: "If I hadn't known that you were Tong Hao, I would have really suspected that you were here to advertise for Zhenpinzhai."
When they were chatting, Qin Xuewu had already made up her mind.
He thought about it, called someone, and said this.
The man looked up at him in surprise, nodded again, and quickly turned around and left.
Tong Hao, who took this scene into his eyes, thoughtful.
Finally, Shen Fengmian had "read" all the things on the table.
He handed the wood carving in his hand to Qin Qingyue, his voice a little dull: "I can't see this one well."
Qin Qingyue put this piece on the table and said, "It's gone, don't move, I'll untie it for you."
"Okay, thank you." Shen Fengmian tried to lean back as much as possible to facilitate her operation.
A warm wind approached, and Qin Qingyue's nails accidentally stroked gently behind his neck.
Shen Fengmian felt his hair standing up all over his body, and then he felt a dazzling light in front of him.
He raised his hand and covered it for a while before he felt used to such brightness.
There was a silence around. Did they leave?
He slowly opened his eyes and looked back.
"..." Everyone looked at him speechlessly.
Shen Fengmian looked back with a confused look on his face and said, "What's wrong?"
Fading on the cloth? Dyeing his face?
So what is this called? Yin Tang is black?
"This is really." Qin Xuewu saw it from the left and right and smiled helplessly: "Wait a moment, there are a lot of things, I'll take the order to check it out."
"good."
Although others already knew the result, they had no objection.
Shen Fengmian did not stay and waited, and he felt that his throat was about to smoke.
I found a cup and drank several cups in a row before I felt more comfortable.
At this moment, naturally, he didn't say that he had no taste and was chewing peonies.
Because everyone's attraction is on the field made up of those tables.
“1, right, 4, right…15, right…”
Every authentic product was pointed out, and the atmosphere on the scene was a little more solemn.
Because, without exception, these are all ranked in a row.
It was exactly the row that Shen Fengmian said to stay.
One thing can be said to be luck.
What about three, five, and ten?
Besides, it’s luck, what about coaxing ghosts?
If all these things today came from the Qin family, everyone might not be so depressed.
It was precisely because they themselves participated and provided the authentic products, so they were even more shocked.
Because they only brought the things today, even Qin Xuewu didn't know what they would take in advance, and even if they wanted to cheat, they couldn't do it.
Moreover, some things, the shapes and materials of the new and old are quite similar. If they had not learned about them in advance, they would not be sure to accurately distinguish them.
But just now, just under their noses, Chen Fengmian all came out with results as soon as he touched them.
The order has exceeded half, and the accuracy is 100%.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Chen Fengmian like a strange thing: Who is this person?
The smarter ones had a thought in their hearts: If they could get him back to their home...
Oh, no, please!
Chapter completed!