Yuanlong

Chapter 1055 The Appraiser
Chapter 550 Appraiser
Is it written by Wang Sheng?certainly!Obviously this is Wang Sheng's handwriting.This is the character "Yong" written by Wang Sheng himself when he was practicing calligraphy in Fuchu.

Wang Sheng had to admire Qian Lao, who could see his own style of writing from the couplets of Sanqing Temple. How did those eyes grow?Even if Wang Sheng himself has a pair of eyes with superb eyesight, he doesn't have the ability to tell who's characteristics are from them at a glance.

"This painting belongs to me!" Looking at Wang Sheng and Qiangwei's expressions, Mr. Qian couldn't tell that they had admitted it?Immediately shouted happily, then took the initiative to snatch it from Qiangwei's words, and quickly rolled it up. By the time Wang Sheng and Qiangwei realized it, the words had already been collected by Mr. Qian into the ring that he carried with him.

"Mr. Qian, as long as there are traces to follow, you can see the difference?" Wang Sheng doesn't mind, it's just one character. When Wang Sheng wants to write, he can write a hundred. Give Qian Lao What is one piece?But he had a question that he really wanted to understand, so he quickly asked Qian Lao.

"Well, what you said, my lord, seems to be true." Mr. Qian didn't realize his own ability, but Wang Sheng summed it up like this, it seems that this is true. Whether it is Tianzi or Wang Sheng, he has read the things they wrote before, so he can immediately associate and recognize them.

Even the previous weapons and jewelry are the same. Mr. Qian has read a lot of miscellaneous books and traveled to a lot of places. A master of data analysis!

It's a pity that there is no big data in this world for Mr. Qian to analyze. He is definitely a senior antique connoisseur on earth.

However, Wang Sheng still wants to give it a try and see where Qian Lao's limit lies.Since Mr. Qian can almost analyze things with traces, what about things without traces?

"Mr. Qian, let me show you what this is?" Wang Sheng said while taking out the Glock 17 from the ring, put it on the table, rotated it, and pushed it in front of Mr. Qian.

Glock 17 has no bullets, and Wang Sheng has never planned to make bullets in this world.The power of the pistol bullets now seems a bit small, and it is not suitable for fighting.Keeping the Glock 17 is just for Wang Sheng himself to commemorate, to commemorate the evidence that he was once a human on earth.

Not many people have seen this pistol, even if they have seen it, it is impossible to tell Mr. Qian, so, to Mr. Qian, you must be something that cannot be traced.

Mr. Qian's gaze suddenly became serious again, and he reached out to pick up the Glock 17, and was taken aback for a moment.Such a small thing is actually made of several kinds of materials. He touched the slide, then the trigger and its surroundings, and finally touched the handle of the gun, frowning like a knot.

"Grandpa, can you show me a little bit?" This is obviously a useful tool, but Mr. Qian has no way of judging what it does. Wang Sheng is right in front of him, so he doesn't hesitate to ask for it. demo.

Wang Sheng stretched out his hand to pick up the Glock 17, and with a quick click, the complete pistol became a pile of parts, which were neatly placed on the table one by one.After finishing all this, Wang Shengcai made another gesture of invitation to let Mr. Qian take over.

Whether it is old Qian, old Tie, plus Qiangwei, they all disassemble the gun as if watching Wang Sheng perform magic, just like watching a western scene.That movement was too fast, clean and neat. Even though Wang Sheng hadn't practiced for a long time, due to the improvement of his physical fitness, the decomposition movement was more than twice as fast as on earth.

"This material is so rare!" Mr. Qian picked it up one by one this time, including the slide, barrel, spring, bolt, and even the magazine.

"Old Qian, if you take out any of these things, you can think about them for several years." After Qian Lao looked at them, he didn't say anything to Wang Sheng, but shouted at Tie Lao in surprise: "Every one of these things The material of steel is unprecedented."

Tie Lao was already very interested in seeing so many metal materials, but he just didn't want to disturb Qian Lao's appraisal. Hearing Qian Lao's words, he looked at Wang Sheng. .

"If the old man's guess is correct, this material is the best!" Mr. Qian looked at each of them one by one, took out the barrel from it, and asked Wang Sheng, "Grandpa, isn't it?"

Wang Sheng nodded.The barrel has to withstand the tremendous pressure of the gunpowder, and of course the best material should be used.Relatively speaking, socket triggers are not so demanding.Qian Lao's guess was extremely accurate.

Seeing that he guessed right, Mr. Qian had a smile on his face.Not enough, with his eight-character goatee and thin face, he also looks very wretched when he smiles.

"What kind of material is this, but the old man is not sure." Elder Qian picked up the handle of the gun again, and asked with some doubts: "It's not gold, wood, stone, or soil. My lord, can you explain to me?"

How can this be solved?Wang Sheng looked at the gun handle in Lao Qian's hand with some embarrassment, engineering plastic, how to explain this thing?How to let a person who doesn't even know rubber know what plastic is?What is a polymer material?
"It's okay for you to be in trouble." Mr. Qian also knew how to look at Wang Sheng, knowing that Wang Sheng was in trouble, so he immediately opened his mouth to rescue Wang Sheng.

"Mr. Qian, you haven't said yet, what is the use of this thing!" Beside Qiangwei also changed the topic obediently, and asked Mr. Qian.

"Probably a bit of speculation." Qian Lao smiled, stretched out his hand, inserted the folding fan in his right hand into the back collar, and began to move his hands quickly.

In an instant, a light flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes. Mr. Qian's action turned out to be the reverse action of the Glock 17 he just disassembled.That is to say, Mr. Qian turned around and reinstalled the pistol that Wang Sheng dismantled.

The process along the way was accurate, the things were right, and the technique was right. Although the movements were much slower than Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng believed that this was just due to his lack of proficiency. As long as he gave Qian Lao time to contact him, he would definitely be able to do it. To the point of Wang Sheng.

Click, click, in less than half a minute, Mr. Qian had already completely restored the Glock 17 after only watching Wang Sheng disassemble it once.

Just like Wang Sheng, he held the handle of the gun and put his finger on the front trigger guard. After thinking for a while, Mr. Qian seemed to feel that there was a door, so he put his finger on the trigger and pointed it forward.

"Although it's been cleaned up, it still smells like gunpowder." Elder Qian turned his head to look at Wang Sheng and asked, "My lord, this should be a kind of firearm. You can shoot projectiles from this pipe to attack the enemy's weapon." .Look, am I right?"

(End of this chapter)