Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 607 Snake Body Portrait, Another Fake Thing
The elevator runs without prompts for up and down.

Xie Ming couldn't feel any changes even in the elevator, as if the elevator didn't move.

The barrage was full of people asking why they didn't leave.

"It's walking, but you can't feel it. This is the performance of a good elevator running smoothly."

In the live broadcast room, Bao Youpu, a mechanic who claimed to be a mechanic, said.

Everyone fell silent.

Cooperating with the elevators they used to take was not good?

"It's similar to buying a car. A good car has better shock absorbers. If you see a car running on the road and it starts to go up and down, it must not be a good car."

"But if the car is parked over there... it just goes up and down, it must be a good car, right?"

"..."

When the treasure friends saw this sentence, they faintly felt that something was wrong. Before they could taste it carefully, the wheels rode away without even seeing a taillight.

The mechanic Baoyou was also silent.

It can also be driven, but he didn't expect it to be true. The key is a real car, and we are really talking about shock absorbers.

A moment later, the elevator doors opened.

When Baoyou saw the picture before the video, he was completely shocked and speechless.

If the items above are the collections of the Illuminati, then here are the real goodies.

Look around.

Fluorescent white lights overhead cast a soft light.

Under the lights are all treasures that are not usually seen.

Some museums in the Xia Kingdom don’t even have such a large collection.

Half-human bronzes, gold, mummified coffins, and sculptures.

Even Baoyou noticed that there was a whole wall of murals next to the wall, depicting some religious angels and the group of people below hugging a wounded man in white robes, and the back of the heads of the surrounding people exuded divine light.

"Things are quite complete."

"The World's Fair doesn't have everything here, does it?"

"It's no wonder that all the good things are in the hands of private collectors. I used to think that private collectors can have more materials than museums. Now it seems that I am superficial."

"Are you superficial? No, it's because we are too small to think so."

"Master Ning doesn't have so many things, does he?"

The barrage discussion was intense.

After such a piece came out, Bao friends began to take stock of what Ning Fan had missed.

For a long while, click tongue.

"If you count the batch that was brought back from the East Country at one time, it may be worth enough, but if you talk about the high quality, it's still a lot worse?"

"After all, Master Ning has only been around for a short time, so it's hard to say if he comes back for a few more years."

"Don't!" Baoyou subconsciously refused, "there are not many things on the street. If Master Ning looks for a few more years, what is there to miss? Just buy fakes."

The friends all laughed.

They have a deep understanding of this.

In the early years, there were still things that could be picked up on the street, but now that big bosses plow the land and unscrupulous businessmen shoddy, it is already very difficult to pick up leaks.

If Master Ning really shoveled the ground like this, he wouldn't be able to miss it in the future.

Just give up.

"Not really."

Tiandu stubborn master shook his head.

"You underestimated the storage of folk cultural relics, and also underestimated the determination of the treasurers to pick up the leaks."

"There are more than 1 million pieces of cultural relics in museums with national statistics, and countless scattered among the people."

"In the early years, there was a saying that there is one piece in the library, nine pieces in the folk collection, and one hundred pieces in the earth's collection!"

"Xiaguo Museum has [-] million collections, so there are [-] billion folks, and [-] billion underground!"

"No one can completely collect these cultural relics, unless it is the country of Xia who devotes all its efforts to the country, but that is not necessary."

Baoyou's eyes changed slightly when they heard this.

Tiandu stubborn master said so, they can all understand.

There are tens of billions of cultural relics, even if cultural relics workers across the country find 100 million pieces a day, it will take 30 years to find them.

And that's not counting the time spent exploring and digging.

If we really do this, maybe 100 years will not be enough.

Moreover, many cultural relics can still remain intact underground. Once they appear on the ground, there will be a series of chain reactions that will cause damage to the cultural relics.

In the past, many murals and pottery figurines in the underground palace were all dead.

The state specifically ordered that, except for rescue excavations, it is forbidden to excavate ancient tombs without safety protection.

"However, not to mention the underground ones, the folk cultural relics alone are enough for you to miss."

"More than one billion pieces, not counting the ones from other countries and those that have been returned from overseas and unearthed underground."

"Counting the stock in the market, the whole country now has enough cultural relics."

"This……"

The corners of Baoyou's mouths twitched when they heard the words of Tiandu stubborn master. Can you say this directly?

What if someone really wants to spend the rest of his life robbing tombs without worrying about food and clothing?
"Then I will really have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life."

Tiandu stubborn master said calmly.

The treasure friends were stunned, and it took a long time to recover.

No worries about food and clothing means no worries about food and clothing, but it seems that the meaning of having no worries about food and clothing is different.

"look at this!"

The barrage was still arguing, but Xie Ming had stopped and muttered to himself.

The voice fell, and the entire live broadcast room fell silent.

They looked at the screen in disbelief.

I saw a snake-headed human figure in the middle of the screen, about three feet high, with two emerald green gemstones inlaid in the eyes of the snake's head above, wearing Confucian clothes with sleeves wrapped around his body, even without looking at his head, he still looks dignified.

"so weird!"

"It feels like the transformation failed and only changed the body, and there may even be a tail at the back."

"Stop talking, I already feel a little scary!"

"Am I the only one who simply finds it scary?"

"I can't understand this kind of aesthetics, and I always like to make such fake things."

"really."

In the barrage, many treasure friends could not accept such a sculpture.

There are also people who spot blind spots.

"It seems that foreign countries like this style?"

"Yes! Is that true?"

"Master Ning, how do you explain this?"

When Ning Fan saw something, a message flashed in front of his eyes.

[The red bronze snake head statue in the Qing Dynasty was originally the mouth of the fountain of Haiyantang, and then it was exiled to the Stars and Stripes. It was cast together with the bronze body and the bottom was welded and polished, and the bottom was damaged. 】

Squinting his eyes, Ning Fan looked at the statue in front of him again.

I didn't expect this thing to exist in such a form.

Just about to speak, Layton's voice sounded.

"Just a few days ago, I got a great treasure from the Xia Kingdom. If you can get the stag antlers, I can use this as an exchange."

Layton turned the wheelchair and looked at the display case in the distance.

The audience followed suit and were stunned again.

In the display cabinet, there unexpectedly appeared another animal head, which was similar in height to the head of the Confucian scholar just now.

But this animal head is independent.

"The animal head was lost in the Summer Palace in Xia Kingdom. The auction price is at least 2000 million US dollars. Is this item enough as a reward?"

Xie Ming looked at the things, and was speechless for a long time, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Beast heads! Beast heads from the Old Summer Palace!"

Xie Ming took two quick steps, wanting to take a closer look.

The treasure friends are also very excited.

Quickly look over.

"That's fake, it's really right next to you."

As soon as he took a step, Xie Ming heard Ning Fan's voice, staggered and almost fell.

In the live broadcast room, the treasure friends were also completely fried.

This shock was shocking enough for them.

After finally standing up straight, his eyes stopped on the snake head portrait just now, and he took a breath of air.

"What the hell? Is there really something like this?"

"It's not the difference between the eyes, I really can't tell the difference between these two things."

"Master Ning is not haunted, is he?"

Baoyou's minds were blank, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

(End of this chapter)