Early the next morning, Xu Dong personally drove over to pick up Zheng Qian.

Although Xu Dong is quite old, he still looks energetic, but he is still a little relieved that Zheng Qian will go into battle by himself.

"Are you really sure?" asked Xu Dong as he drove.

Zheng Qian shook his head, "Not much!"

Although King Qin Guang successfully extracted the inheritance memory from the memory of a master porcelain craftsman of the Yuan Dynasty last night, Zheng Qian has now completely fused.

Xu Dong didn't speak, and soon the car arrived at the door of the convention and exhibition center.

Liu Rufeng had been waiting over there for a long time, and when he saw Xu Dong coming, he came over to say hello with a smile on his face, after all, Xu Dong's status in the archaeological society was not ordinary.

But businessmen like Xu Dong and Liu Rufeng didn't seem to be able to deal with each other, so they just shook hands lightly.

Liu Rufeng also saw Zheng Qian, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Could it be that you are in battle today?"

Zheng Qian's face was calm, "Isn't it okay?"

"I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. At this moment, a somewhat harsh voice came from behind, Zheng Qian turned his head to look, and a young man in a black suit walked over to this side, with a look of arrogance on his face, "The tomb of Xi Shi has great archaeological value, and it is advantageous for us to excavate it, I really don't know why there are still some brains out to stop it!"

"Oh!" Zheng Qian was not angry, but said lightly, "The ancestral tomb of your ancestor also has archaeological value, why don't you dig out your ancestor and give it to everyone here for research?"

The young man's face froze, and he glanced at Zheng Qian contemptuously, "The battle of tongues, I see how you can pick out that Yuan blue and white bowl within three minutes for a while, I want you to lose convincingly!"

Zheng Qian knew that this young man was the contestant on Liu Rufeng's side that Xu Dong said, and his strength was extremely strong, although he was young, he already had his own very unique views in the archaeological porcelain world, even if Master Xu Dong personally shot it, he might not be able to win.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to convince me!" Zheng Qian replied lightly.

Sun Ke threw Zheng Qian a disdainful look, then turned around and walked towards the venue with a proud face.

Master Xu Dong looked at Zheng Qian, wanting to say something, but he opened his mouth and didn't say it after all.

Zheng Qian smiled faintly and didn't explain much.

There were a lot of people in the venue, bustling, most of them were celebrities in the archaeological field, and they were very interested in today's appraisal conference.

As if to end the matter early, the moderator of this appraisal conference quickly took the stage.

"Welcome to today's game, I won't say much about the rules, now there are a hundred Yuan blue and white bowls on both sides, the shape is exactly the same, only one of the bowls is genuine, the others are modern imitations, three minutes, whoever finds the real Yuan blue and white first, who can win!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, Sun Ke, who was not far away, smiled coldly at this side, his mouth opened slightly, Zheng Qian understood, he was saying, I will make you lose face in a while, and you will never be able to mix in the archaeological world from now on.

"I'll wait," Zheng Qian ignored.

"Be careful, this Sun Ke has a bit of energy, and his family background is also very deep, no matter what the result of this competition is, don't provoke him, it's not good for you!" Xu Dong naturally saw the-for-tat between Zheng Qian and Sun Ke, frowned slightly, and reminded.

Zheng Qian nodded, he didn't cause trouble, but he wasn't afraid of it.

Soon, with the sound of the gong of the host on the stage, the competition officially began.

Almost everyone's eyes converged on the stage at once.

The staff slowly pushed over the two tall shelves covered with red cloths.

Looking at the shelves that were slowly advancing into the field, Sun Ke's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed at the corners of his mouth, "This kid is dead......"

Liu Rufeng was stunned for a moment, "Sun Shao don't underestimate him, Xu Dong looked away at the matter of Jimmy's auction last time......"

"Hmph, Xu Dong, that old immortal, is already old and dizzy, and it is normal for him to look away, if it were me, he would have seen it!" Sun Ke said lightly.

After speaking, his eyes stared at the bowl rack on Zheng Gan's side, and his face became more and more gloomy and smiled, "I have just bought off the staff in the back, and the real Yuan Qinghua in Zheng Gan's shelf has been dropped by me, and his hundred bowls are all fake." ”

Liu Rufeng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Sun Ke with a shocked face, and said after a while: "No wonder you are so confident, this time Zheng Qian is doomed"

"When the time comes, as long as he picks out a bowl, we will have to find a way to break all the other bowls and create chaos, and when the time comes, we can't confirm that the other ones are genuine, and then we can only use the bowl he chose as a result!" Sun Ke secretly explained.

Liu Rufeng's face was also happy, in this way, digging the tomb of Xi Shi is a sure thing.

Sun Ke and Zheng Qian went on the stage together, and after shaking hands, they came to their respective bowls, with a huge black curtain in between.

As soon as the host's voice announced the beginning, the red cloth on the shelves on both sides was finally opened, and a hundred Yuan Qinghua were quietly placed on the shelves.

Sun Ke's quickly got into the groove and began to search carefully from the first one.

Time was slowly passing, but Zheng Qian was not in a hurry at all, his gaze faintly swept over these Yuan Qinghua, from the first to the last, and then from the last to the first, but there was still no result.

His brows furrowed, something was not quite right, according to the inheritance memory of the old craftsmen of the Yuan Dynasty, Zheng Qian could see the breath, and the older the year, the stronger those breaths became.

He also tried the plum bottle sent by Dongfang Mu at home last night, and indeed he could see a faint light shrouded in it from the plum bottle, which was the real thing.

But now, there were no hundred bowls in front of him from beginning to end, and Zheng Gan's brows were also deeply furrowed.

Time ticked by, and a minute had passed.

On the other side, Sun Ke was still carefully looking for something to compare on the bowl rack, he didn't have much bowl left, and the three suspects he held in his hand, as long as he was sure of these three, he could be over.

Zheng Qian looked at the hundred bowls in front of him without light, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and a strange color flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"It turns out that you secretly replaced the real Yuan Qinghua here, and these hundred are all fake......" Zheng Qian muttered to himself in a low voice.

But then, a faint smile appeared on his face, "You can steal the beams and change the pillars, can't I make the fake come true?"