"The little girl is so sensible." The people next to her also cast envious glances at Gu Junlin.
"Mr. Tang, have you finished reminiscing about old times? I'm still waiting to sell the knife."
At this time, the young man who claimed to be a descendant of Yang Zhi came over again and said with a smile.
Tang Junshan was not angry and pointed at Gu Junlin: "The real owner is here, ask him to help you identify it."
Gu Junlin handed Xuanxuan to Tang Junshan and asked him to hold it. Then he faced the young man and asked, "Young man, where is your sword? Let me take a look."
The young man pointed to the table next to him: "It's there, please give it a try."
Gu Junlin walked over, tapped the blade with two fingers, and immediately frowned.
This knife is hollow.
A sword handed down from ancient times will never be hollow.
In other words, this is definitely a fake.
This young man's claim that he is a descendant of Yang Zhi is probably nonsense.
It's just such a simple test, how could Tang Junshan not detect it? Is there any other meaning in it?
With a serious and responsible attitude, Gu Junlin carefully inspected the broken knife from beginning to end, and suddenly made a new discovery.
The knife is hollow and good, but the area near the middle is very cold. Just putting your palm close to it gives you a feeling of needles.
In other words, this broken knife might just be a sheath, and the real sharp edge is hidden in the hollow of the knife.
No wonder Tang Junshan said there was something strange about this knife and he had to ask himself to test it.
Obviously, Tang Junshan also discovered the secret, but he was not sure, so he asked himself to do it for him.
With Tang Junshan's identity, if he makes a mistake in judgment, it will be a joke. On the contrary, Gu Junlin is just a nobody, so even if he makes a mistake in judgment, it won't be a big deal.
But thinking that Tang Junshan had helped him a lot, Gu Junlin decided to help him.
"Young man, come here, I want to ask you something." Gu Junlin waved to the young man and was about to ask a few questions.
Suddenly a middle-aged man in Tang suit walked out of the crowd and said to Gu Junlin with disdain:
"I asked you, do you know how to appraise treasures? You have been tinkering here for a long time and you still haven't come up with a clue. If you really can't do it, you might as well ask me to come and have a look."
Gu Junlin didn't like fighting, so he took a step back and said, "Okay, come and see."
"Who is this person? How can he steal other people's jobs?"
"Yes, Mr. Gu was invited by Mr. Tang. Mr. Tang didn't say anything. What's the big deal if this man interferes?"
There was a buzz of discussion all around.
Hearing this discussion, the middle-aged man turned around and glanced at the crowd with great displeasure, then clasped his fists and said loudly:
"So that everyone knows, I am Zhu Heng, who is also a treasure appraiser. He has now obtained the fifth-level certificate and will soon join the Treasure Appraisal Association."
"This Gu Junlin is obviously an amateur, so I want to take his place and make an appraisal of this knife."
After saying that, the man turned around and smiled sheepishly at Mr. Tang: "Mr. Tang, is that okay?"
"what ever."
Tang Junshan didn't like this person's casual involvement in treasure appraisal.
But Tang Junshan always showed his emotions and anger, so he replied lightly and said no more.
This man was overjoyed, thinking that he had got a chance to show off in front of Tang Junshan. He immediately walked to the table, pretended to check it out, and then said flatly:
"This knife is fake."
"impossible!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, the young man selling the knife immediately shouted: "This knife is obviously my ancestor's. It has been passed down for more than ten generations. How could it be fake?"
"Ah"
The middle-aged man sneered, quickly walked up to the knife seller and asked:
"You said this sword has been passed down for more than ten generations. Then I ask you a few questions. Do you dare to answer them?"
"You ask." This young man seemed to be an upright person. When someone said that his family heirloom was fake, he immediately blushed with anger and shouted, holding his neck.
"You mentioned that the knife has been passed down in your family for more than ten generations, so let me ask you, where do you usually keep this knife, offer it as an offering, or bury it underground."
The middle-aged man's eyes were aggressive, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.
"It needs to be oiled and wiped every month." The young man replied without hesitation.
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged man immediately laughed as if he was grabbing a sore leg: "If this knife had been exposed to the air for a long time, it would have rusted long ago. Even if it is wiped and oiled every month, it will still have wear and stains.
But yours is very shiny, as if it has just been polished, how do you explain it?"
"Then how do I know? It's said to be a treasured sword. The treasured sword should be different from other knives." The knife seller muttered, his eyes looking a little unconfident.
What he said is true. According to the group training, he does have to clean and oil the knife every month.
As for why the knife didn't rust, he didn't know.
"How dare you speak so harshly." The middle-aged man pressed forward step by step, pointed at the broken knife on the table, and shouted:
"Since it is a treasured sword, why is there only half of it left? Since it is a treasured sword, it should be indestructible and cannot be cut off by anything, but you only have half of it left."
"This is enough to prove that this knife is fake and you have been lying."
"It's true." The young man shouted anxiously.
"Fake." The middle-aged man didn't give in at all.
"If it's a rust problem, I might be able to explain it." At this time, a middle-aged man said lightly from beside him.
The middle-aged man looked back and saw that it was Gu Junlin who was speaking. He became furious and pointed at Gu Junlin and said:
"What are you talking about? You should tell me how an antique sword that has been around for thousands of years can be made without any wear or rust."
"The smelting technology in ancient times was not very advanced, so weapons often rusted, but there are exceptions. For example, there is a material called Tianshan Cold Iron. Weapons made of this material will not rust and rarely wear."
Gu Junlin said seriously.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? If the sword is really made of Tianshan cold iron, how could it be broken in two? You should explain it." The middle-aged man still believed in his own judgment and started arguing with Gu Junlin directly.
"Because this remnant blade is just a scabbard. The real sword is hidden in the blade, and Tianshan cold iron is also very precious. The person who made it cherished the materials and could only make half of it." Gu Junlin analyzed calmly.
With.
This analysis immediately caused a buzz of discussion.
"No way, there is another knife among the remaining swords."
"Someone actually used Tianshan cold iron to make a scabbard. How precious is the knife hidden there?"
Listening to this discussion, the middle-aged man felt very uncomfortable. He originally wanted to show off in front of Mr. Tang today, but he didn't want to be ruined by this kid who didn't know where he came from.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Since you said there is a knife hidden in this broken knife, you should take out the knife and show it to everyone. There is no basis for what you say."
The middle-aged man still believed in his own judgment and said to Gu Junlin with a sneer.