There was a loud bang in the live broadcast room, and the old man appeared on the stage.

{Hello everyone, I won't say the name, I am an expert in Chinese calligraphy and painting, ceramics identification.} }

{Worked for the National Administration of Cultural Heritage, the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum, and the Kyoto Cultural Relics Appraisal Bureau.} }

{On behalf of the country, he also photographed the three beast heads of the Old Summer Palace in Xiangjiang, as well as the Qianlong pastel hexagonal set of bottles.} }

{666...... 666......}

{...... Grandpa V587, help our cute anchor. }

{Grandpa wishes you happiness and health, save my brother Chen, he got on a thief ship.} }

{Don't worry, everyone, I promised my grandson that if I want to help the anchor identify, then I will take the appraisal seriously.} }

{Cute old grandpa......}

"Grandpa, look at these!" Feng Chen pointed his demon's eye at the pile of porcelain, so that the old man could easily observe.

"Ahh

For a while, the live broadcast interface was swiped by "crying faces", and the audience was even more miserable, so unhappy.

Indeed, these valuable things, which have been at the bottom of the sea for countless years, are now in dilapidation.

How can you not feel sorry?

{Young man, in this pile of porcelain, if you really want to say that it is still valuable, it belongs to Tang Sancai.} }

"Tang Sancai?"

Feng Chen has heard that the full name of Tang Sancai is Tang Dynasty Sancai glazed pottery, which is a kind of low-temperature glazed pottery that prevailed in the Tang Dynasty.

Its glaze is mainly yellow, green and white, so this kind of pottery is generally called "Tang Sancai".

Soon, Feng Chen took out a black horse from the pile of porcelain.

{Well, this one is really good, it's called a black glazed three-colored horse, you can see if you can find the broken foot.} }

"Oh?" Feng Chen's eyes lit up, and the old man really observed carefully.

After thanking the old man, he asked the Demon Eye to turn on the scanning function to find the broken hind foot.

As for whether he could find it in this cabin, Feng Chen didn't have much hope, so he left it to fate.

"The scanning function is starting, 100 meters...... 300 m ...... 600 meters!"

"Report to the owner, the scan results show that the severed foot is in Squidward's mouth!"

"Is this all right?" Feng Chen expressed his shock, hurriedly walked out of the cabin, jumped into the rubber boat, and tinkered with Squidward.

Half an hour later, his hand pulled out of Squidward's mouth, and his palm was holding the severed foot.

{Awesome my brother, how did the anchor know that the broken foot would be in Squidward's mouth?}

{Can the anchor communicate with Squidward?I can't imagine it, it's all fine?}

{Squidward's adverse reaction is probably related to a broken foot in his mouth, and the anchor may have discovered this a long time ago.} }

{Upstairs is the anchor invited to drag it?}

{......}

"It's all up to my sixth sense to find this severed foot, don't be unconvinced. Feng Chen smiled weirdly.

After finding this broken leg, it is estimated that it can be sold for a lot of money if it is repaired by a porcelain expert in the future.

"Young man, have you chosen?" After a while, Cecil's voice suddenly came from behind Feng Chen.

Climbing back onto the deck, Feng Chen took the black-glazed three-colored horse to Cecil's eyes and shook it.

"Huh?" Cecil was visibly stunned at the sight of this porcelain, "You have a pretty good eye." ”

"Really?" Feng Chen was not modest, "Then this horse will be mine, I am more energetic now." ”

"You're rejoicing too soon. This time, the mockery in Cecil's eyes was undisguised.

"What do you mean by that?" Feng Chen sat slumped on the deck, looking listless.

"Let me tell you that!"

Cecil lit a cigarette, and his words were mixed with a hint of helplessness:

"I also like this Tang Sancai, but unfortunately I accidentally broke a leg during the salvage process. ”

"I searched for the leg for a long time but couldn't find it, so I left the horse there in desperation. ”

"I guess you know what it means to have missing arms and legs for a piece of porcelain, right?"

Hearing this, Feng Chen looked at Cecil in surprise:

"You mean, this black-glazed three-colored horse with no legs is of almost no value?"

"So to speak!"

"But what if you find that leg?" Feng Chen asked.

"Then it's different!"

Seeing that Feng Chen bowed his head and was silent, Cecil continued with a hint of pity in his eyes:

"However, I advise you that it is better to die this heart, and that broken leg will never be found. ”

"I dived and searched for seven days from the sea where the horse was recovered, but I still found nothing. ”

"It's not true, you worry about me. Feng Chen held back and didn't let himself laugh.

"Are you kidding me?" Seeing that Feng Chen still didn't give up, Cecil was a little unhappy for a while.

Feng Chen shrugged: "You misunderstood, in fact, I wanted to say that I found the broken leg." ”

"It's up to you, don't be funny, okay?" Cecil snorted coldly, feeling that Feng Chen was making an international joke.

"Look!" Feng Chen took out the broken leg.

"This is impossible!" Cecil's face changed dramatically when he saw the broken leg, and his eyes blinked he didn't know how many times.

As if there was a fire in his heart, he suddenly approached Feng Chen, and reached out to snatch the broken leg.

Feng Chen dodged sideways, took a few steps backwards, kept a long distance from Cecil, and chuckled:

"What do you mean by that? Do you want to go back on it? I said before, let me choose, let me choose. ”

"This ......" Cecil's face became ugly, he was indeed too impulsive and undignified just now.

But what can I say now? People have already found the broken foot, but they are still here to ridicule it.

In the final analysis, I still moaned without illness ~ groaning, and I was embarrassed to throw it at my grandmother's house.

Cecil secretly screamed to himself!

Things have developed to this point, and the live broadcast room in the Devil's Eye is now completely boiling:

{Anchor, this time I really called you brother, isn't this foreigner's face slapped? }

{Why do people like to stand on the highest ground and move out of their own ways to educate others?} }

{I can't stand this kind of self-righteous person the most, give my dear anchor thirty-two likes.} }

{I couldn't look at that foreigner before, but then look at his current virtue, I think it's funny to think about it.} }

{Tipping a wave of ......}

{......}

"I said, little brother, do you see if you can sell it to me?" After a while, the Cecil man suddenly laughed.

"Didn't you just let me die of this heart?" Feng Chen was unceremonious, this kind of person was going to be beaten to death.

Unexpectedly, this would be the result, Cecil was anxious, and he began to play the emotional card:

"That's my nonsense, don't take it personally, I want to fix this horse and give it to my mother. ”

"I said it...... Don't sell!" Feng Chen kept repeating this sentence, blaming the other party for going back on his word.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure and sure!"

"Someone...... Catch him!"

"Who dare!" Feng Chen raised the black-glazed three-colored horse and made a gesture to fall to the deck, and several strong men were all suppressed.

This is on someone else's territory, and he has long expected that the other party will be both soft and hard, so let's tear their faces together.

"Brother...... Oh no...... Big brother!" Cecil was frightened, and subconsciously changed his name to Feng Chen.

If this really falls, then the horse will be completely ruined, which shows what a crazy move this is.

"I don't have a brother like you. Feng Chen left a word, turned around and left, ready to find a place to rest.

But just as Cecil was about to catch up, there was a loud bang from under the ship.

The entire cargo ship tilted at a 45-degree angle, and all the people and belongings on board overturned, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.