"Dad didn't say it right, it should be OK."

Xiaoke thought for a moment before answering cautiously.

But in fact, let alone taking pictures.

Everything here has been transmitted to the Internet through the camera.

Even if Xiaoke doesn't allow it, it's too late.

Of course, Teacher Huang knows this.

But he understood the preciousness of these agaric stomachs even better.

If the owner does not allow it, at least he will never leave any video information.

Fortunately, the owner has no taboos, so these worries no longer exist.

However, he didn't want to take photos to keep them.

He just opened the search software with the image recognition function and took photos to identify them.

After a while, the result came out.

"Infantry armor... The armor equipped by heavy infantry in the Song Dynasty is large in size and can protect the whole body almost perfectly."

"But it is also very heavy because of this. One piece of human armor reaches 60 or 70 kilograms, which is the heaviest armor in history."

"In the battle against the Jin Dynasty cavalry, the Infantry Armor played an outstanding effect."

"There is even an exaggerated statement that Burenjia supports the Song Dynasty for three hundred years!"

...

Teacher Huang said slowly.

When the history of these armors was revealed, everyone present no longer felt afraid.

They could only be solemn and sigh.

Bu Renjia supported the Song Dynasty for three hundred years without destruction?

It can't be nonsense, but it's also too exaggerated.

Because the aura here can illustrate this point.

No matter how thick and solid the auricular stomach is, it will be pierced.

No matter how solid the aura stomach is, it is just a tool.

Those who truly defend their country and drive away foreign tribes are the soldiers who support these armor-stomached stomachs!

They carried the national defense line with their flesh and blood!

It was them who used their bones to hold back the iron hooves of the Jin soldiers!

How can such a warrior not be admired?

a long time.

Only then did everyone break free from the solemn atmosphere.

But the discussion on the Internet has never stopped.

"These may be real!"

"Xiao Ke's ancestors were soldiers of the Song Dynasty?"

"Even if so, there will not be so many, aren't it?"

"Who did they pass through?"

"Who knows this?"

...

Who actually used these agaric stomachs?

Of course, the people on the scene were also curious.

This also includes Teacher Huang.

However, it is useless for Teacher Huang to be curious.

After all, Xiao Ke, as the master, is not as good as him to know these aura stomachs.

No matter how powerful the search engine is, it is impossible to infer the original owner through the style of A stomach.

What's more, these owners of the stomach may have been unknown in history.

I want to check, but I can't find it.

"Cook!"

Teacher Huang took the lead in walking out of the house.

It's already noon now, and they don't eat anything when they do the show, and they can't be hungry, right?

Although the materials are limited, Mr. Huang has extraordinary cooking skills.

Several kinds of mushrooms were alone under his cooking and eventually became four dishes and one soup.

There is no meat in the dish, but there are two fried mushrooms that look like fried meat, but they can taste the meat.

"Xiaoke, is the dish made by uncle delicious?" Teacher Huang looked at Xiaoke.

"Um... delicious! It's only a little worse than the dish my dad cooks."

Xiaoke answered while eating seriously.

"This kid..."

Teacher Huang smiled helplessly.

In their eyes, Yue Yang is simply a scumbag.

But in the eyes of the children, Yue Yang seemed to be able to do everything and was better than anyone else.

Teacher Huang now wants to meet Yue Yang from the bottom of his heart. Is it as excellent as Xiaoke said?

At this moment, the door suddenly became noisy.

"Sorry, Xiang is shooting, who are you?"

"We are from the county archaeological team. We saw a lot of antiquities here online, so come and inspect it."

"This...isn't it very convenient? This is someone's private home..."

...

"What's going on?"

Teacher Huang heard the sound, walked to the door and asked the staff who were negotiating with outsiders.

"Teacher Huang, the three of them said they were from the archaeological team and they were going to go in and inspect."

"But we don't have the final say."

Teacher Huang looked at the two men and one woman at the door.

The leading man is about forty or fifty years old, like a thin old man wearing reading glasses.

There are some scholarly temperaments.

Following him was a young man and woman carrying large and small bags, looking like his students.

"Hello, my name is Sun Zheng. I work in the county archaeological team and specializes in the Song Dynasty antiquities. Can I go in and take a look?"

The old man was very sensible. When he saw Teacher Huang, he took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Hello, Teacher Sun. What I said really doesn't count. Why don't I ask the owner of this house for you?"

"It's trouble."

When Teacher Huang saw that Sun Zheng was quite upright, he had some favors.

When I turned around, I was about to look for Xiaoke, but I found that Xiaoke had already arrived behind me.

"Teacher Huang, if they want to see it, let them come in. It's not a strange thing anyway."

Xiaoke said laughingly.

"Isn't that a rare thing? That's for you!"

Teacher Huang thought to himself.

How could Xiaoke know the preciousness of these aphrodisiacs?

Antiquities that are preserved so well and have historical research value cannot be measured by money at all.

But if it flows to the black market, every piece will definitely be a sky-high price.

You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must be careful of others.

Xiaoke is too kind to people.
To be continued...