"How's this thing?"

One box contained a pair of masks that looked like they were blue and rusty, just enough to cover a person's face.

"This face-binding cultural relics are a bit graded, and they are generally only available in large tombs, at least they must be from the Liao Dynasty. Silver with some copper, when this kind of thing first appeared, it was in the tomb unearthed in the Liao Dynasty, which was only owned by the princes and royal families.

This kind of thing is also strictly forbidden to be sold in the market, and it is also a valuable item. Now, show me the quilt in this box? ”

There was also a thick stack of warp quilts pressed under the box.

When he opened it, she took a brief look.

"Yes, this kind of face-binding artifact is divided into gold and silver, and you are silver. But this kind of thing is generally forbidden to be bought and sold, and you can't take it out, you can keep it for yourself, and I can't take this thing. ”

Although Zhong said that she liked it very much, there was no need to have some fun and cause trouble.

These large-scale tombs, things that have been unearthed for a long time, Fu Yanyan can hold it, she doesn't want to make trouble.

"Okay, thank you, beauty."

The Cultural Relics Bureau in the comment area and the reply, they estimated that they would lock the address and go to see this little brother's face-binding cultural relics.

But in this case, it does not necessarily have to be handed over, anyway, it can't be sold, and if it is handed in, it may be able to make some money.

After Zhong Yanyan cut off this video, she continued to connect with others.

Then there are many imitations, such as the agate tube imitating the Western Zhou Dynasty, the dragonfly eye of the Warring States, the bracelet of the Qing Dynasty, and the glazed pearl of the Ming Dynasty......

What's even more powerful, he directly dug up his family's ancestral grave and dug out a good thing, and as a result, he handed it in directly.

After closing the live broadcast room, I earned a total of 10,000 yuan today.

The number of fans has exceeded 500,000.

At this time, a person in the background who claimed to be the vice president of the Beijing Calligraphy Association invited her to come to the door to identify an item.

And this vice president of calligraphy happens to be the grandfather of Yan Bolong's flower and bird picture.

The next day, she took a leave of absence due to illness, took her tools, and went to the address of the calligraphy association in Beijing.

In front of you, there are towering buildings, which look quieter and simpler than others, but the entrance is full of luxury cars.

Most of these vehicles belong to families or officials in the capital, and they have been parked here for a long time, and some of them are directly given away.

An assistant walked up to her, "Is it Li Yanyan?" ”

"Yes, I'll give the vice president a treasure."

When I walked to the second floor, I saw an old man holding a birdcage and still teasing the birds, and then when he saw her, he immediately opened the door.

The two of them sat on the sofa and began to look at the treasure.

"Oops, I noticed it on the first day you started the live broadcast."

Zhong Wuyan looked at the expensive calligraphy hanging all around, next to the paper Xuan and Yan Mo, she sat on a stool.

"It's strange to say, you are the vice president of the Calligraphy Association, why did you come to a newcomer's live broadcast room to appreciate treasures at that time?"

"This is a good question, I am also half cut into the ground, Lao Ji Fu Fang, I love painting and cherish talents all my life. When I first saw you in the live broadcast room, I suddenly remembered an old man. ”

Zhong Yanyan didn't remember meeting him again, and she had no impression of this at all.

"Let's not talk about these past events, little girl, take a look, how much is this dzi worth?"

She pulled out a miniature magnifying glass and began to observe the dzi.

Dzi is actually made of agate, and the above totems are also called flower erosion technology, which are all artificial.

However, such a craft was basically lost after the Tang Dynasty, so the dzi was expensive.

But in recent decades, some of these methods have begun to be copied on the market, and a large number of new dzi have been made, so this has made the dzi market become cholera.

"This dzi should be the three-eyed dzi of the Lotus Master's magic weapon, I just thought about it, it should be the old dzi, and the price can reach one million."

"Little girl, it's really insightful, breathtaking, you are the fastest in the treasure I invited."

It's not that she's appraising, it's the intuition of putting the dzi in her hand, and her previous experience.

Once, one of her clients also loved to play with dzi, and she had played with almost all of them, and she could quickly judge the old and new names.

The old man began to study the ink, "This dzi is a relic left by a famous calligraphy master after his death. ”

"The price is even more immeasurable, if there is something definite to prove that it was left by a well-known person, it can greatly increase the value of this dzi."

Zhong Yanyan had a very happy conversation with him.

This time, she earned a full 20,000 yuan, which is a good price, beyond her expectations.

And when she went downstairs by herself, she came to a corner, and suddenly heard movement inside.

The entire building of the Calligraphy Society was quiet, except for this one.

Because the voice is too abrupt, it doesn't look like a conversation or quarrel, but a practice in silence.

She was about to step forward and push the door open.

A figure pressed her against the wall, his hand tightly covering her mouth, and there was a scent of pear blossoms on his hand.

Before she could see his face, she heard him whisper, "Don't push the door open yet." ”

Xu Chuyin!

"Why are you here?"

She looked at him and felt only a little trance.

"What? If you can come, I can't. ”

It is worthy of two brothers, and they all speak the same.

She still remembers that at the end, Xu Chuyin walked in the deserted mountains with her on her back, and she didn't know how long she walked...... There was an inexplicable smell of pear blossoms on his body.

Zhong Wuyan suddenly heard a woman's voice in the room, it was delicate and pretentious, and she felt a little numb when she heard it.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano sounded again, and when the piano stopped, there was a manic rage, a loud cracking sound.

Is there a fight in this? Still is......

She peeked through the crack in the door, in the extremely oppressive light. The man's eyes are red, his eyes are dry and thin, revealing an abnormal brown, although his figure is tall, he can clearly see the meridian lines of his body along the clothes.

Next to him was a naked woman crouching on the ground, and even the ground was rubbed with blood.

Like the sound of a manic piano just now, the two men began to entangle.

The woman was as difficult as a water snake, and the two of them were more irritable than the piano sound just now.

There was also a torn white shirt and hip skirt on the ground.

In the end, the man ripped off the strap of the suit and strangled the woman's throat directly......

It didn't last long, but looking at the woman's struggling legs, it looked like it shouldn't last long.

In just a few minutes, the woman was covered in sweat and looked like she was lying on the ground with difficulty breathing, and began to convulse.