Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 260: Soft Gold

"Anchor, are you true?"

"Is there really a second site?"

"If this is the case, you are a great contributor to our coal province."

[The Bureau of Cultural Relics Protection of the Province of Coal Mining] issued several barrage in succession.

The treasure friends were also excited and happy.

"Since the anchor can see it, he must know where the location is!"

"Yes! Speak up quickly, be lenient in confession, strict in resistance!"

"This person can't let him go, he must know."

Lin Chen also didn't expect that a live appraisal of treasures would be able to bring out the Bureau of Cultural Relics Protection of the Coal Province.

"My friends, don't talk nonsense!"

"I can't pinch and count, how can I know where the ruins are?"

"I don't know, I really don't know."

He repeatedly declined his resignation, and the treasured friends were taken aback for a moment, and then came to understand.

"Hahaha, the anchor panicked a lot."

"Even if you know it, you can't say it in public, it's illegal."

"A witty anchor."

"Smiling on the surface, but actually panicked a lot."

Official staff of the Provincial Bureau of Cultural Relics Protection also reacted.

you do not say.

This is a live broadcast room with more than one million popularity. If Lin Chen said it, it would be equivalent to leaking information on the archaeological site.

The big silver bracelet and the big bowl of jail rice will definitely not escape.

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at this treasured friend.

"If it is one, it will start in three years."

"But just in hand, there are three of them. I don't know whether I have them in the house or not."

"I advise you, it is best to think carefully, in case you get caught in, sit in prison."

"What is the biggest regret in people's life? Money is earned, people are gone."

After hearing these words, the rough man was already out of panic.

Kneeled on the ground with a plop, "I hand in, hand in, don't catch me."

Lin Chen looked at Xiao Qi, waved his hand, and confessed.

"Buy him a ticket back to the coal province, and then explain it to the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau of the coal province."

"As soon as the person hits the ground, he will carry it away."

"good."

Xiaoqi hastened to contact.

Lin Chen nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to call the next person, there was a commotion outside the store.

"This eldest sister, this is an appraisal exchange meeting, not a tattered collection."

"Tattered? Whose thing do you say is tattered!"

The first sentence is Tang Ding's voice, and the second sentence is obviously that eldest sister, whose voice is very loud.

"no……"

Tang Ding was a little dumbfounded, "Even if it's not tattered, we can't accept it."

"Your quilt should be sent to the waste station, not our thousands of Baidu."

There are wonderful flowers every year, and there are so many this year.

He has been appraising treasures for thirty or forty years, and for the first time saw someone bring a quilt over.

"Yes, eldest sister, you can slip back home."

"Go to the wrong place..."

"You are too weird, you can bring all the quilts at home."

"Hahaha, I guess I'm crazy about money."

The onlookers all laughed happily.

The eldest sister looked thirty or forty years old, dressed very ordinary, holding the quilt in her left hand and a handful of melon seeds in her right hand.

"Pooh!"

She spit the melon seed skin on the ground, "Aren't you Jianbao's? My quilt is a treasure."

Tang Ding was a little dumbfounded.

Looking up, the quilt was all yellow and the edges were almost rotten.

Some words are faintly embroidered on it, but because the elder sister is rolling the quilt, I can't see clearly.

"Sister, don't make trouble, okay, go back."

"Who do you call Big Sister!"

The woman stared, "How can you take advantage of me when you are so old?"

"Uncle, is it okay to point your face?"

Tang Ding blushed when he was shocked.

This treasurer has a very big temper.

"what happened?"

Lin Chen strode over, and a riot broke out in the crowd.

"Master Lin is here."

"Master Lin, don't pay attention to her, she probably has a brain problem and is messing around here."

"A quilt is really a treasure."

The woman's eyes rounded, and stars flew across.

"What does it mean to be a baby? I am a baby."

"I might as well tell you, this quilt is not only covered by me, but also by my grandma."

Lin Chen took a closer look.

There was a quilt under the woman's arm, which looked a little yellow, and was wrapped with a string in the middle.

"My treasurer, can I see this quilt?"

"Okay, look at it."

The woman put the quilt on the ground and snapped off the string tied in the middle.

The quilt unfolded slowly and squarely. It looked like a woman's grandmother had covered it. It should be a little old.

There are a lot of tiny prints embroidered on it, which looks pretty square.

What surprised Lin Chen was that this text was not a Chinese character, but Sanskrit.

At first glance, the embroidery worker is still very good...

A strange color flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, and he gently touched the quilt calmly.

It's soft, and it feels cold.

Then, he looked at the middle of the quilt again, where there was a very obvious recessed mark.

It should be traces left by the footsteps.

"What kind of text is this, it looks garish."

"Puff! It's broken all my life, this thing is also an antique? What can I do even if I buy it back?"

"Yes! You can't keep the cover for yourself, right?"

"Ghost painting symbols, unlucky, unlucky..."

"I also have a quilt that has been covered for several years. The patina has come out, and I will get it back."

"Don't be disgusting, can you still pack the slurry? That's the mud on your body."

The Tibetan friends couldn't help but talk, and the middle-aged women were so angry that they yelled at them.

"None of you have any vision."

"I won't ask you to appraise it."

After that, roll up the quilt and leave.

"Wait a moment."

Lin Chen quickly stopped her.

"What are you doing?"

The woman's eyes stared.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, "You don't know what this is?"

"Nonsense, I want to know, what else are you doing here!"

The woman snorted coldly.

Lin Chen was a little angry.

Such a good thing has been ruined like this.

If it wasn't for this elder sister's ignorance, he would really have a good theory.

"Old Tang, prepare a contract for her and arrange an auction."

Hearing this, Tang Ding was stunned, and he felt a bit of a stun in his heart.

"Master Lin, is this quilt really a treasure?"

Lin Chen didn't sell it, so he nodded.

"How do you feel when you touch this quilt."

Tang Ding is a bit disgusted, after all, it was built for several years...

However, Lin Chen must have his reason to say so.

"what?"

"Why is it so soft? It looks extraordinary."

Tang Ding raised his brows, somewhat surprised and authentic.

"The stuffing in this quilt is extraordinary."

Lin Chen explained, "If I guessed correctly, it should be soft gold."

"Damn!"

"Is gold in this quilt? Can't it!"

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear Master Lin say it is soft gold?!"

"Soft gold...what?"

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