Cataclysm: Baoyou, This Is Not A Good Deal

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"The number of followers has reached 100,000? This is too fast!"

Zhang Xibao strolled slowly back to the community, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, after a while, the number of followers on his account has reached 100,000.

Many people saw the business opportunity, took advantage of Bao Ye’s popularity, and planned to talk about advertising with Bao Ye’s account, but they added friends and saw it, oh, the other party refused to add friends, how proud are you?

Zhang Xibao didn't know how much business opportunity he had missed, so he began to prepare for the live broadcast tonight.

First of all, the live broadcast device is this mobile phone. As for the background, Zhang Xibao set aside a white wall as the background, otherwise the Internet Fuer Moss and Little Kelan might guess their own information based on the items in the room.

Zhang Xibao didn't want to expose himself too early, he rummaged through the debris for a while, and found a mask of the Monkey King.

I found a desk lamp to light myself, and if I didn't have an assistant, I used Chinchilla to make up the number.

Zhang Xibao patted Chinchilla on the back, and said to it: "Give it a go, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle, and whether you can enjoy it in the future depends on this experience. Be sure to cooperate with me. Let's give the whole audience a treat." Good job!"

Squeak!

Chinchilla patted his chest to express his understanding.

Zhang Xibao took a cold shower and calmed down a bit. He had never seen a big girl get on the sedan chair before doing such a publicity thing.

Changing into an unrecognizable white short sleeve, he moved a stool, sat in front of the table, and turned on the light with a snap.

Soon it was eight o'clock, when Zhang Xibao entered the live broadcast room, the screen was completely dark, and he hadn't turned on the camera yet.

After the opening of the live broadcast room, the number of viewers began to surge, and Zhang Xibao was stunned by the speed of the increase.

Because the number of viewers did not increase one by one, but increased by 11,000!

Less than a minute after the room was opened, the number of viewers had already reached 500,000, and the number was still increasing until it reached more than 800,000 before slowing down.

There is no other reason.

On the one hand, the golden scrolling publicity of the Beishi Appreciation and Treasure Bureau brought enthusiasm to Baoye's account.

On the other hand, an intermediate appraiser from Liuli Appreciation Company threatened to challenge Master Bao online on the national channel.

Rubbing heat, everyone rubs against each other, you rub against me, I rub against you.

Although Zhang Xibao hadn't turned on the camera yet, the heat in the live broadcast room had already picked up.

"Where's the anchor? I call you, do you dare to agree? 』

"Hey, grandpa is here! 』

"The second floor dares to take advantage of me? I **** you**! 』

"XXX has been banned! 』

"Beishi Niubi 666, my baby! 』

"Beishi, the center of the world, the biggest city beyond twisting the waist!" 』

Zhang Xibao put on the Monkey King mask and turned on the camera on time at 8:00 am.

A face of the Monkey King appeared on the screen, with white clothes under the mask and a white wall behind the white clothes. Under the glare of the light, it was like a head floating in the dark.

"Yeah, what precious thing, the mask you're wearing?" 』

"Hehe, don't you dare to meet people, I said that the anchor is the vest of the boss. 』

"Hide your head and show your tail, pretend to be a ghost! 』

"Ahem..."

Behind the mask, Zhang Xibao looked at the barrage for a while, cleared his throat, and said, "Welcome everyone to my live broadcast room. Here I will make three requirements first!"

"First, the anchor only identifies strange treasures, strange beasts, and treasure pills, so don't show off all things."

This "Tiantian Dabaojian" only recognizes the rare treasures after the catastrophe, as for those fake antiques from last week, those that were welded by the station, and candy, there is no illustrated book at all.

"Secondly, the anchor will only give ten places for identification today. After the identification of ten treasures, the broadcast will be broadcast immediately."

Calculated based on ten minutes for one treasure appraisal, it will take at least one and a half hours for ten. Zhang Xibao will start school tomorrow, so he has to go to bed early and get up early tonight.

"Third, Yibao only distinguishes the true from the false, only talks about the origin, not the value, so if you ask how much it is, get rid of it as soon as possible."

For these treasure books, no matter how high or low, strange treasures are food, and the value is not shown in the book.

"Hey, the anchor is quite arrogant, my friends, make fun of him!" 』

"Why don't you leave it here? Show off! 』

"Other anchors can't wait to treat Baoyou as their ancestors, you are so majestic!" 』

"Fuck him ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 』

"You can't tell if you love it!"

Zhang Xibao leaned on the chair with his arms folded, watching the barrage of bullets passing by, with a sneer under his mask.

A small white mouse ran over from the table, holding a paperweight in its hand, and slapped it on the table, holding up a sign with four flamboyant characters written on it: Appreciation begins!

"This little mouse is quite interesting! 』

"An alien beast? 』

"This mouse seems to have cultivated spiritual wisdom? 』

"Isn't that a spiritual pet?" 』

"Master, I will offer 10 million yuan to buy your little mouse, sincerely buy it!" 』

"Good guy, I offered 100 million to buy it, and if I sold it, I didn't say anything!" 』

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Zhang Xibao officially connected with his first Baoyou.

A sneaky man appeared on the screen, wearing a big mask, his face could not be seen clearly.

Another masked face, it seems that the baby of this treasure friend is very likely to be a real rare treasure.

Because many of the people who connected to appraise the treasure discovered that the treasure has supernatural powers, but they didn't know the specific function and origin.

"What does this treasure friend want to identify?" Zhang Xibao asked him hoarsely.

"Hey, hello master, I want to identify this."

The man carefully took out a mahogany box. Inside the box was a bell with a handle. Both the handle and the bell body were made of bronze, with strange runes engraved on it.

"Can you pick it up and have a look?"

Zhang Xibao's eyes lit up, and Baojian reacted in his mind.

The chapter on strange treasures opened slowly, and strange treasures in the shape of bells appeared on the pages of the book, and the pages kept flipping.

The man carefully took out the bronze bell and showed Zhang Xibao the pattern on the bell.

"Turn it over, look inside, be careful!" Zhang Xibao reminded.

Hearing Zhang Xibao's serious words, the barrage in the live broadcast room was much less funny, and everyone became curious about the bell.

The man flips the bell over, revealing the inside of the bell.

There are usually copper balls in the bell, and when the bell is shaken, the copper balls hit the body of the bell, making a crisp sound, but this man's bell is silent.

The audience found that the copper ball in the bell was tightly wound with red silk thread and fixed.

No wonder the bell didn't ring, it turned out that the copper ball was tied!

At this moment, Zhang Xibao already understood, he already knew what the bell was, and he also understood why the man had to tie the copper balls.

The curiosity of the audience was completely seduced.

The bullet screen urged the host to talk about the origin of the bell.

"Baoyou, before appreciating this bell, can I ask where you got it from?"

The man muttered: "The old house at home was renovated and dug out."

"Oh, then, let me tell you what this thing is!"

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