"What's wrong? Why are you asking about this?" Mr. Song on the other end of the phone was confused. Why did he ask about the museum coming? Wait, the museum... "Girl, is it that something wrong with the cultural relics in the Shanghai Museum?"

"No, no." Seeing that Mr. Song was wrong, Jian'er denied, "Don't get me wrong."

"Then why are you asking this?" Mr. Song asked in a strange way.

"Well, I want to borrow a few cultural relics from there to view it." Jian'er said a little embarrassedly.

"That's all." Old Master Song waved his hand, "Why don't you bother with such a small matter? Then what's the person in charge? I'll take you over and take a look when you come back. You Grandpa Song still has this little face. By the way, what do you think?"

""Chunhuage Tie"!" Jian'er said.

Mr. Song's mouth twitched, and he felt like he was covered in blood by Jian'er. Before that, he even boasted that he could take Jian'er to see it, but it was less than ten minutes before and after.

"Girl Jian, you are really good at picking!" Old Master Song said angrily.

"What? Isn't it okay?" Jian'er asked in disappointment.

"Difficult!" Mr. Song gave a word, "You must know that it is the treasure of the Shanghai Doctoral Museum, the real treasure that is under the box. It's like their eyes on the weekdays. No wonder you ask the person who can decide. It turns out that you are trying to hit others' hearts. The girl tells you clearly. If it's different, I'm a little bit like a friend in the circle. But forget it! I don't have that wide face. Want to get started? It's hard!" After a while, Mr. Song couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Don't say it's you, if I have the chance, I still want to get started."

"Wait a minute, no, why did you suddenly ask about this?" Mr. Song seemed to suddenly remember something and asked. He didn't believe that this little girl would be full and have nothing to do. In the middle of the night, she called him this far away from home.

Is there something wrong with the "Ge Tie" collected in the Shanghai Museum? Old Master Song jumped up like a spring, but he quickly relaxed again because he remembered that Jian'er had just said that it was not the reason. Since that's the case, there is only one possibility...

"Girl, have you seen other "Ge Tie" existence?" After thinking about it, only this possibility is reasonable. Thinking of Jian'er's identification method that was almost no less than his strange luck, Mr. Song couldn't sit still for a moment, and even the voice of his speech changed tone. He held his breath, tightened his hand and turned a white seal to the big palm holding the phone.

"I'm not sure about this." Jian'er said a little unconfidently.

"How much nonsense, just say, how many volumes have you released? Which version does it look like? Which volume? It's damaged." Mr. Song said impatiently, and then suddenly remembered something, and then added a hurried sentence, "By the way, there are many versions of "Ge Tie", will you tell me? I'll tell you..."

"Stop, stop, stop..." Jian'er hurriedly shouted, "How can I answer so many questions at once? And what you said, I still understand the basics."

"Since I understand, there is so much nonsense! Tell me quickly, which version is it from?!" Old Master Song was almost yelling. He had a premonition. With the girl's eyes that almost had on her head when treating antiques, and her obvious lack of confidence and calmness, the "Ge Tie" she found was definitely not bad. Maybe it was the more famous versions. I don't know if it was the Gu Congyi version, Pan Yunliang version, or the Mingsu Mansion version...

"Yes..." Jian'er was startled by Mr. Song's roar and replied reflexively, "Zu Ben."

"What...what? Say it again." The corners of his mouth twitched. Mr. Song felt that there was something wrong with his ears, right? This is an auditory hallucination? Why did he seem to have heard the word "Zu Ben"?

"I said, I suspect that I might get this set as a ancestral book." Jian'er repeated again.

"Zu..., Zu Ben?! Are you sure, are you sure?" Old Master Song was glad that he was sitting, otherwise he might have sat on the ground long ago, but even so, Old Master Song felt his heart beating wildly. What should he do? He suddenly wanted to get the effective heart-saving pill.

"uncertain."

"Then you dare to say that!!" Old Master Song jumped up directly.

"I said to Mr. Song, don't you think I, a young man, dare to make such a big conclusion, right?" Jian'er's voice was full of incredible.

Although she was already a little sure, Jian'er also knew very well that she was still a junior in the antique circle. She didn't think she had such a big face and dared to make a conclusion by herself. Even if she was 100% sure, she could not do this, because if she did this seriously, according to the rules in the industry, she would be a frivolous behavior. Whether others recognize it or not, it would be absolutely necessary to attract people to laugh at it. Even if she confirmed later that she did not make mistakes, it would also attract people's hatred. After all, some people always do not distinguish between the time, the reason, the location, and then do it for no reason.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm confused." As soon as Jian'er said this, Mr. Song immediately reacted and tried to calm his breathing. "So what you meant just now?"

"Didn't you ask me knowingly?" Although he knew that Mr. Song couldn't see it, Jian'er couldn't help rolling her eyes, "I want to borrow the three volumes of "Ge Tie" collected by the Shanghai Museum to make a statement."

"If this is the case, there are still some possibilities." Mr. Song pondered for a moment, "But how can you ensure that the volume in your hand may be "Zu's Tie"?"

"Chengxintang paper, Li Tinggui ink and silver ingot patterns, all three are complete." Jian'er said.

"Take it seriously?! Are you sure you read it right?" Old Master Song's eyes lit up. He still believed in Jian'er's eyesight, but this matter was indeed big. If it was confirmed, it would be another big earthquake in the antique industry, so he had to be unscrupulous.

"What do you think?" A snorted from his nose. Jian'er looked arrogant and completely forgot that she had not been asleep all night before. She couldn't help but look carefully over and over again, for fear that she would accidentally walk away and mistakenly treat Feng Jing as Ma Liang.

"Girl, if you say yes, then it must be! With our girl's eyes and golden eyes, how could it be wrong?" Old Master Song squinted his old face, and his tone was pleasing to the tune, "But, girl, haven't you told us how many volumes you have in total? Which volume is it? Is it damaged? Why don't you wait for you to come back and show it to your Grandpa Song. If the thing is right, then let me find a way for you in the Shanghai Museum!"

Mr. Song made such a crackling sound. Hehe, I have a deep understanding of the girl's eyesight and viciousness. This old man has never forgotten that this girl still picked up a big leak with her face. Hey, think about it, fortunately he is open-minded, otherwise he would not be depressed. In addition to his vicious eyesight, this girl's luck is really quite strong. That treasure, it seems like she was crying and yelling under her nose. According to this calculation, maybe she really made this big move.

This girl has a good temperament and a generous person. She will do this favor by herself. When she starts talking to her later, she will borrow it for a few days. Wouldn't that be a natural thing? Besides, if this thing is really right, she has to find it by herself. As long as she lets out the wind, many people will be willing to help her run away. If this girl has different posts from the Shanghai Museum, she may not have to contact them at all. They will come to her face in vain and ask to build this bridge for herself. In this way, she doesn't have to do this matter by herself, but the favor is two leaders, and such a beautiful fool will push it.

"That's it, Grandpa Song, it's up to you to lock this up for me. My girl thanks you in advance!" Jian'er's voice was full of joy.

Although Mr. Song sometimes looks slick and unreasonable, he is absolutely reliable when he does things. Since he dares to respond, he will definitely be able to do this. Although the old man also mentioned it, he has to check it out first, and he will help him to pull the thread if it is reliable. However, Jian'er is not sure about this matter, so this is not much different from not saying it to her.

"The set of "Ge Tie" in my hand is full of ten volumes, no missed, no missed. Moreover, the quality is intact and no damage." Jian'er said lightly.

"Oh, ten volumes..., what? How many volumes do you say? Is it one, two, three, four, five, seven, eight, nine, ten ten? Isn't it one, two, three, four four?" Mr. Song asked in disbelief, don't it be that this girl, ten and four couldn't read it clearly, and she made a mistake.

"Ten, it is one, two, three, four, five, seven, eight, nine, ten. Ten volumes, one is not bad, all volumes!" Jian'er was speechless. Did she speak so badly in her Mandarin? How could she not even read ten or four clearly? You know, at college, her Mandarin was one of the first B (Level B), which was one level worse than the Central Station announcer (the Mandarin level of CCTV broadcaster is required to be First A), but it was also a top score in the school.

"The whole set, ten volumes; the whole set, ten volumes..." Old Master Song was stunned, his mouth turned into a repeater, repeating these two words constantly.

"Old man? Old man Song? Grandpa Song? Are you okay?" The situation is wrong. What's wrong with the old man? Could it be that he is possessed by evil spirits?

"Girl, that, I seemed to be hallucinating just now. I actually heard you say that you have a whole set of "Chunhuage Tie" in your hand. You are ridiculous, ha, ha..." Old Master Song laughed stupidly.

"Mr. Song, you heard it right, let alone auditory hallucinations. I said it just now. If nothing unexpected happens, the set of "Chunhuage Tie" in my hand is indeed a copy of the ancestral version of the Chunhua period, and it is complete without damage!" The dense black lines hang down from Jian'er's forehead. Although he knew that this old man would commit a second thought from time to time, he could not wait to help him take care of the matter before committing it? At that time, this person would do whatever he wanted!

"Really, really?! You know, Old Songtou, I, don't joke about this!" Old Song felt his hands trembling, and his mind was even more confused.

"Fake……"

Sure enough, he said, how can there be still calligraphy in the world now? This girl is really, she actually jokes about such an important thing. Seeing that this girl came back and didn't deal with him well, before the old man could figure out how to repair Jian'er, Jian'er's voice came from his phone again.

"It's weird that it's fake. I'm not full and I'm having enough food. I'm spending a lot of money on the cross-border phone bills from all over the world to make fun of you." Jian'er's voice was lonely.

"You, are you telling the truth?! Didn't you lie to me?!" Old Master Song felt that he was in a mood like he was riding a roller coaster. He rushed to the top of the mountain, fell to the ground, and rushed back to the top of the mountain in an instant... No, no, where is his effective heart-saving pill...

"I didn't lie to you, I didn't lie to you, my words are definitely more true than Pearl." Jian'er made a pledge to promise.

"Girl, where are you now? I, I'll go over now. The plane, by the way, I'll go buy the plane ticket now. You can wait..." Old Master Song began to wear his shoes in a hurry, and he could not sit still.

"No, don't, don't, always!" Jian'er hurriedly stopped. Oh my God, there was still a lot of things on her side. Especially when she thought that the Seraphim whom she offended was still here, although the envoy Qin said that he would never dare to make trouble in front of him again, but he was not afraid of ten thousand or ten thousand, so how could Jian'er dare to call Mr. Song in this situation. "I've gone back in a few days, and my friend has a weird temper, I'm afraid it's inconvenient. Don't worry, I'll go back soon. I'll send you the things back together. Don't go back and forth."

"But I want to see it, now I want to see the legendary "Ge Tie"... God knows when you will come back, I can't wait!" Old Master Song shouted pitifully.

"I understand, why don't you think this will happen?" Jian'er sighed. She really had no choice but to use Mr. Song. After thinking about it, she came up with a compromise solution.

"What method? Tell me, please tell me." Mr. Song said. But the words that had not been finished were clearly stated that if the method did not catch his eye, don't blame him for not following it. (To be continued.)
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