Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 254 Chapter 320 Seventh time, repair failed
This usage...

Everyone was a little stunned, how could they know that these parts were put together to be a Qin crossbow, or it was used on chariots and horses.

They had only assembled the parts of the machine before, but not the complete crossbow. They thought it was some kind of activation device for the canopy on the top.

Only now that I saw Ning Fan stitching together did I realize that it was actually a crossbow.

Sure enough, I still saw the correct answer to know where I went wrong.

Before Ning Fan didn't speak just now, they thought there was nothing wrong with what they did.

Now it seems that it is full of loopholes.

Jiang Hongguang didn't know what to say.

Before that, he always thought that the functions of the copy and the original were almost the same, but after seeing Ning Fan's movements, he realized that there was still a big gap.

At least for these things, it is basically impossible for them to piece them together with copies.

Ning Fan still felt a little itchy after putting together the Qin Crossbow, so he continued to play with the other parts beside him.

The surrounding staff looked at Ning Fan's actions and had nothing to say.

They usually treat these replicas with care, but looking at Ning Fan like this, they are like building blocks.

He wanted to say something, but when he saw the Qin crossbow beside him, he decided to shut up.

People are better than people, especially Ning Fan is better at playing than them, it is wiser not to speak.

Ning Fan glanced over here, and basically determined the position directly with a glance at Wannian's skills.

Pick out the ones that are easy to install directly.

It was a little slow at first, but after a few fights, the speed of the hand also came up.

Ning Fan didn't care about these little things, he took it and installed it, and within an hour, there were small pieces of parts piled up around him.

The staff of the museum looked at Ning Fan as if they were looking at a monster.

No matter how much they usually study these things, they can't do anything about it, but Ning Fan has played it hundreds of times.

Assemble strange parts one by one.

There are things they can spell out, but there are many things they can't spell out.

Looking at the things on the table, there are still many parts that they haven't researched to use at all.

But Ning Fan held it in his hand, picked it up and buckled it, and it settled somewhere.

Jiang Hongguang rubbed his head, his eyes filled with shock.

Many of the shapes that Ning Fan stitched together are completely different from their research direction.

He never thought that he could do research like this.

"All right!"

Just when everyone was still wondering how to install it, Ning Fan's voice was suddenly heard.

Look at it at a glance.

Thousands of parts in the parts box have been installed together, only dozens of parts are left, and everything else is completely assembled.

"This... this is good!"

Everyone looked at the picture in front of them in disbelief.

After all, after decades of research, they could only assemble a few of them, but Ning Fan had almost assembled the entire bronze chariot and horse in just over an hour.

At this speed, they all thought that Ning Fan had seen the casting and installation of the bronze chariots and horses with his own eyes.

Jiang Hongguang really asked.

Ning Fan just looked at him with confusion.

Jiang Hongguang didn't ask any more questions, but he didn't know how he knew what Ning Fan was confused about.

The process of these parts in his eyes is indeed no different from how he saw how to cast and install them with his own eyes.

But Jiang Hongguang didn't say much, and it was impossible for him to explain himself.

Just skip this stubble and point to the remaining part openings.

"These things are either from other places, or they were missed and damaged when you excavated them, and they are all here."

"Master Ning, are any of them damaged?"

"Have……"

Just as Ning Fan was about to answer, he realized that he couldn't say it directly.

It's crazy that I can find the right one among the existing parts. If I even mention the ones I haven't seen before, it will definitely cause an uproar.

Ning Fan looked at the table again.

"It's difficult, you have to see how to install it yourself."

"There are already ninety-five percent of the parts here. In the end, it is not a big problem for you to restore or redo the remaining parts."

After Ning Fan finished speaking, he pulled out a few more parts.

"This is a spare part for replacement. It is used on the shield and the car gun respectively. There is no need to study too much."

"Research on these yourself, remember to keep records."

"Next time I may not have time to come and install it."

"sure!"

The staff looked at the things in front of them and didn't have the heart to listen to what Ning Fan had to say. They wished that he would disappear immediately and start researching these things.

They have worked hard for most of their lives to restore the bronze chariots and horses. Seeing that they are about to have the final honor, they are not willing to give up a single minute.

Ning Fan also knew what they were thinking and left with Jiang Hongguang.

"Shouldn't it be time to see what's been repaired?"

"Yes, there is another matter, you come with me."

Jiang Hongguang led the way, and turned into a more strict repair room.

There were two restorers with white beards and hair sitting inside, and there were some assistants beside them who were recording something.

"This is the double wall of our Xijing Museum and the Department of Archeology of Xijing University. They are a good couple in the antique world. Even Mo Lao will treat them very politely when he sees them."

"The restoration of the broken fingers of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses was led by the two of them."

"These two can be said to have worked hard for the antique world in Xijing all their lives. There are probably thousands of tombs in Xijing that they handled alone."

"The number of cultural relics that have been passed is unknown."

"At present, half of the textbooks of the archeology department of Xiaguo University are edited by them, especially when it comes to the history and cultural relics of several dynasties in Xijing, they are the absolute authority in the country."

"The two are also academicians, and they are also one of the few academician couples."

After speaking, he told the names of the two people.

"Yuan Lu, Wanmingyue."

Ning Fan nodded slightly when he heard the name, in awe.

This is a real scholar, and like Mo Ran, he is of great significance to the entire cultural relics and history circles of the Xia Kingdom.

In terms of emotion and reason, I should respect it.

All the audience in the live broadcast room are even more direct.

"Unparalleled Guo Shi!"

"This is the real star to chase!"

"The sea of ​​learning is boundless, academician Yuanyang, I cried with envy!"

Jiang Hongguang brought Ning Fan over, and several assistants looked cautious, asking who Jiang Hongguang brought.

Jiang Hongguang hastily introduced Ning Fan's identity, and explained that it was Mo Ran's permission.

He did not forget to explain the origin of Ning Fan and this severed finger.

Listening to what happened in front of them, neither of them reacted.

But after hearing that Ning Fan was the one who discovered the severed finger, the two looked at Ning Fan at the same time.

After a while, he nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"The things of the ancestors, don't forget the origin, very good!"

"Since it was arranged by Mr. Mo, and he has some skills, let's stay here and have a look."

"However, restoration is different from identification. If you don't understand something, just ask a few of them."

"it is good."

Ning Fan nodded in response, didn't say much, just sat aside and watched.

Anyway, I came here to return favors.

The matter of pointing out the bronze chariots and horses is over, and you can go back after the repairs here, just listen.

Seeing Jiang Hongguang by the side, Yuan Lu and Wan Mingyue didn't say anything more.

Continuing to focus on repairing the severed finger, the assistants beside him also revealed their identities. They are postdoctoral fellows led by two academicians.

Before they could speak, a soft sigh suddenly came from in front of the two of them.

"The 320th time, failure!"

(End of this chapter)