"Impossible! The Great Xia Dragon Crow Sword has not been passed down from generation to generation. How dare you say that this knife is the Great Xia Dragon Crow Sword?" Kang Jiao immediately retorted.

Everyone was also shocked by Maomao's words. If it were really the Great Xia Dragon Bird Sword, the value of this sword would have been a rocket and rushed upwards.

Besides, they were just controversial about the Dragon Chop Knife being a fake, but Mao Mao said it was the Daxia Dragon Chop Knife?!

Song Sifan said, "Since Mao said that, there must be her basis. Why not listen to what she said, Miss Kang, you are too anxious."

Kang Jiao glanced at Song Sifan and smiled reluctantly. She couldn't control herself. Who knew that the cat would say such amazing things?

But Maomao looked at Kang Minghui, "I need paper and pen."

Kang Minghui got someone to take it.

However, the ones they received were brushes and gold-plated rice paper. The staff wearing white gloves laid the paper and looked solemn as if they were asked to write ink.

Maomao was not polite either. She picked up the brush and dipped it in ink to write down a string of words, but it was very abstract ancient characters, exactly the same as the inscription on the Dragon Bird Knife.

When I saw the cat write it so smoothly, the people next to me were stunned! The words were very ancient and there was no reference material in the library! And the cat could write it out, which was like having super powers. Everyone suddenly believed half of the statements about cats.

When Maomao put down her pen, she turned around and found that Song Sifan was standing behind her for some time and was looking down at what she was writing.

The cat moved to the side without any trace.

Song Sifan's gaze fell on the rice paper and suddenly smiled, with a hint of laughter.

Maomao looked at him sensitively, and intuition that Song Sifan should be laughing at her?

She frowned slightly, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Sifan looked at the cat, "Your handwriting is very... cute."

Maomao squinted her eyes, your uncle is cute! Don’t think she can’t hear it. Song Sifan thought her handwriting was ugly?

However, this guy seemed to have some ability. The word was abstract enough. Can he still tell whether her handwriting was good or bad?

Maomao looked away and ignored him. She said calmly: "This is the original inscription of this knife. The sword shape of the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword can be copied, but in that era, such inscriptions could only appear on the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword."

Kang Jiao asked in disbelief: "Even if you can write it, can you translate it?"

Maomao nodded and said relaxedly: "Since I can write it, I can naturally translate it."

Kang Jiao asked a little anxiously: "Then tell me."

The cat sniffed gently, "Why do you ask me to say it? Whoever makes you not recognize the inscription can't identify the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife?"

Kang Jiao's face was red and red, and finally she could only say one sentence, "All people don't know such ancient words..."

Cat: "Oh, so you are an ordinary person."

Kang Jiao clenched her teeth before she could hold herself in a tense way.

At this time, the old Zheng suddenly said: "This kind of question should be asked by Master Jin Er. The lost ancient style catalog of characters in Daxia was compiled by Master Jin Er was in charge of compiling eight years ago. It is still the only dictionary of Daxia's writing. He is the real expert."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked at Mu Jin. They only knew that Mu Jin had invincible financial resources and family background, and they didn't know that there was such a thing!

Isn’t this what others often say, is richer than you or talented?

The cat also looked at Mu Jin curiously.

But Mu Jin didn't refuse. He got up from the seat and walked over slowly, so the bodyguard naturally let him go.

Mu Jin picked up the brush and dipped it in ink naturally.

The cat stood on the glass table and smiled and said, "A Jin, you have done serious things besides playing?"

It seems that Mu Jin never does serious things.

Mu Jin glanced at her, "I have done a lot."

As he said that, Mu Jin had already put his pen on the gold-burned rice paper. His figure was tall and elegant, but his handwriting was sometimes tactful and sharp, and his layout was also very personal. His shape was scattered and his spirit gathered. His occasional powerful gestures, like the tip of a sword, came into people's eyes, as unforgettable as his people.

His handwriting was side by side with Maomao's, and suddenly there was a comparison, and Maomao's handwriting seemed more abstract...

After Mu Jin put down his pen, Mao Mao looked closer with some thoughts and looked for a while, sighing and said, "A Jin, your handwriting is so good, why can't I learn it?"

It was Ajin who taught her to write. She didn't know how many words she had read and copied them. Unfortunately, she didn't seem to have the talent to write.

Mu Jin looked at her, "When did you learn it?"

The cat suddenly looked up. A Jin's problem was so sudden! Did he find something?

However, when she wanted to get away with it and say something, Mu Jin seemed not interested and said, "This knife will be very expensive, are you sure you want to buy it?"

The cat nodded, "Of course you have to buy it! You have to buy it no matter how expensive it is! This knife is suitable for you."

Mu Jin lowered his eyes, "I can reimburse you."

The cat immediately smiled and bent his eyes, "Hehe, A Jin, you are so considerate, but don't. If you reimburse me, it's not for me to give it to you."

Mu Jin didn't say anything else. He raised his hand, rubbed the cat's head gently, and walked to the side to continue being an audience member.

Kang Minghui recited to the words written by Mu Jin: "The ancient weapon is Wu, Chu, Zhanlu, Daxia Dragon Bird, famous as the capital of the gods. It can be kept far away and rubbed, like a popular grass, and it is in a small area."

Mr. Zheng said again: "This is indeed the great ambition of the King of Daxia when casting a knife. It is recorded in ancient books, and some say it was engraved on the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword, but these are all speculations. So, is this really the case?"

Mao Mao nodded with certainty, "That's the truth."

The inscription restored by Maomao has matched Mu Jin's translation. Not to mention that Mu Jin's translation is already authoritative, even if you don't believe it, it will definitely be the case after checking it.

The people who were still in doubt just now were all amazed!

"I didn't expect that we witnessed a legend today?"

"It's really the Great Xia Dragon Bird Sword! This must be a priceless treasure!"

At this time, Kang Minghui suddenly said to the collector: "This is just a preliminary appraisal and is of great importance. You can then go to Beijing to re-appraise and obtain a collection certificate."
Chapter completed!