As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in a slight uproar.

They seemed to have never believed that Liu Zhenying had such ability from the beginning.

But now...

The man who gave the gift looked even more embarrassed, and his lips moved twice, as if he wanted to say something.

But he apologized: "Mr. Qu, I was also deceived. I sent such a worthless item to you. I..."

"Who said this isn't valuable?"

A sudden voice interrupted the man's words.

I just looked at Liu Zhenying with his soft cheeks raised and smiling freely: "Although this Taibai Zun is a replica, it was also made by people during the Republic of China. Although it is not as valuable as the Kang Dynasty, it is still worth collecting."

"Everyone's hand during the Republic of China?"

Ren Jiajia frowned, she didn't notice any of this.

"That's right." Liu Zhenying pinched the bottle and pointed at it casually: "The master's signature is hidden here, and it is blended with the Tuan Chi pattern, making it difficult to distinguish."

Ren Jiajia didn't believe it, so she took it over and looked at it carefully for a long time before she saw the name Liu Zhenying mentioned in the Tuan Chi pattern.

He was indeed a master who was good at imitation during the Republic of China.

Instantly, her eyes darkened when she looked at Liu Zhenying. It was an expression that was difficult to describe, mixed with countless complex emotions.

You know, she is the most proud disciple of Mr. Guan. In terms of eyesight and judgment, not to mention her repair skills, she is the best among her brothers.

But even so, she still couldn't match Liu Zhenying's ability to take a look from afar.

"Who do you study under?"

Following Liu Zhenying to the corner, Ren Jiajia couldn't help but ask.

But Liu Zhenying was focused on the newly added pastries on the counter, his eyes sparkling, and he didn't hear it.

It wasn't until Ren Jiajia spoke again that she turned half of her body and said with a cool side face: "I don't have a teacher."

"No teacher?"

How is this possible?

Solid basic skills and precise vision.

Ren Jiajia didn't believe it: "Then how did you know that Taibai Zun was a forgery?"

"I've read about it in books. It's very simple."

Liu Zhenying responded naturally.

At first, when there were no distractions on the mountain, she liked to go to her master's study to read.

This knowledge...

It's all in the book.

Ren Jiajia was stunned, with a slight look of disbelief on her face, but after such a short period of contact, she roughly understood...

The girl in front of me didn't bother to lie.

Under the light, Liu Zhenying's facial features were slightly green and warm. He held a delicate dessert in his small white hands. Every time he took a bite, he squinted his eyes happily and smiled. He looked harmless and innocent, as if he was very touchable.

.

But if you look closely, those eyes, no matter who they look at, are cold and lifeless, and cannot reflect any emotional fluctuations.

Rubbing their fingers together, Ren Jiajia asked tentatively: "Sorry, can I add your contact information?"

Hearing this, Liu Zhenying's eyes stared over, speechless, and somewhat puzzled.

Ren Jiajia quickly explained: "You are very talented in identifying cultural relics, and I happen to be engaged in related work. If there is a chance, we can communicate with each other." After a pause: "Of course, if you don't mind, I can, too.

I’ll help you introduce my teacher.”

But Liu Zhenying was full of doubts: "Contact information?"

"Yes." Ren Jiajia nodded: "It's WeChat ID."

WeChat ID?

What is that?

Thinking like this, Liu Zhenying said this.

What she got in return was a stunned look from Ren Jiajia. She thought it was Liu Zhenying who didn't want to give it to her, so he said angrily: "Take out your phone, I don't believe you don't have WeChat."

"Give."

Liu Zhenying didn't seem to mind at all whether Ren Jiajia would peek at the contents of her phone. After handing it over, she raised her eyes and stared at the towers of transparent goblets not far away. The coquettish red color rippled out in the glass.

Brilliant color.

Liu Zhenying pursed his lips.

That looks delicious.

After Ren Jiajia got the phone, she realized that Liu Zhenying had not told lies.

The phone does not even have a lock screen, and the desktop is clean and empty except for a few applications that cannot be uninstalled.

"Don't you even use your mobile phone?"

"I'm not playing."

For mobile phones, Liu Zhenying will most likely use the built-in video calling function.

Oh, she seems to have learned how to search online.

Ren Jiajia never expected to encounter such an old antique in the 21st century.

And she is still a young girl of about twenty years old.

She sighed, spent some time helping Liu Zhenying download the software, register and log in, and taught her step by step how to use it.

"This is a video call. It only requires a certain amount of traffic. It is more convenient than the video call function that comes with your phone."

After saying that, Ren Jiajia also dialed out as a demonstration.

Liu Zhenying looked at himself who appeared on the screen after the call was connected. Under the light, his fair skin was rendered with a thin layer of blood.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened in shock: "This looks fun."

Ren Jiajia nodded. He was originally going to demonstrate the payment and other functions, but the lights around him dimmed, and a beam of follow-up light shone directly in the center of the high platform.

The banquet officially begins.

Although this was Liu Zhenyi's first time attending a banquet, he found the formulaic opening remarks extremely boring.

While everyone's attention was on the high platform, she sneaked out.

Before leaving, I didn’t forget to take away a piece of cake.

In midsummer, the light in the courtyard was dim, and the night wind was slightly cool, but it was not very comfortable when it blew on my body.

At least that's how Liu Zhenying feels.

She randomly picked up a pavilion and sat down, but before the cake was put into her mouth, she saw two people coming side by side not far away.

The man is in a suit and a crisp white shirt, with one hand in his pocket. He is young but carries the arrogance unique to the upper class.
Chapter completed!