Mushroom House: The Zhonglie family was exposed by their daughter!

Hiss....

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Then the crowd looked at the armor on display.

At this time, they are.

Looking at these armors again, there is no longer the fear just now.

But nevertheless.

For Mr. Huang's words.

In the audience in the live broadcast room, some people still questioned it.

"No... Wouldn't it? These armors have been on the battlefield?!".

"That's it, where are you still wearing these things in the war now..."

"Uh... Are you all stupid? Teacher Huang meant, I think these armors were on the battlefield a long time ago..."

"Oh fuck, I didn't even react if you didn't say it..."

"Once upon a time, could it be that the armor and weapons in this room were antiques?"

“......"

It's not just the audience who is skeptical.

Even Zifeng asked Teacher Huang with some doubts: "Teacher Huang, are you saying that these armors are antiquities?"

"Hmm..."Teacher Huang nodded and responded softly.

Zifeng: "That... Which dynasty are they from?".

Hear Zifeng's words.

Teacher Huang looked at her with a bitter smile.

Although he has some knowledge of antiquities.

But after all, not professionals.

How could he be able to recognize their dynasty by looking at these armors?

Seeing Mr. Huang's reaction.

Zifeng and the others couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in their hearts.

Apparently.

The armor in front of them had completely hooked out the curiosity in their hearts.

Just when everyone was feeling disappointed.

Teacher Huang's eyes suddenly lit up.

I don't recognize the armor.

But that doesn't mean others can't recognize it...

Come to think of it.

Teacher Huang said to everyone: "Actually, there is another way to let us all know which dynasty these armors come from. "

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Teacher Huang, what can you do?" Zifeng asked with some anticipation.

Teacher Huang took a deep breath: "I know a teacher who specializes in antiquities. "

"If we can connect with him, he will definitely be able to recognize the dynasty of these armors!"

That's all it takes.

Mr. Huang is full of confidence.

After all, the teacher he spoke of.

But he is the vice president of the Chinese Academy of Antiquities.

If even he can't recognize the dynasty of these armors.

Then it can only be said that the other party is a little old and should retire.

Listen to what Mr. Huang said.

Everyone's lost hearts rekindled their hearts.

"Teacher Huang, can you connect with that teacher now?"

Zifeng looked at Teacher Huang with an expectant look in his eyes.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also full of expectations.

Teacher Huang thought about it for a moment.

Then he cautiously asked Yang Nan, "Yang... Yang Nan, I'll call you Nannan..."

"Uncle now wants a friend to take a look at the armor, do you agree?".

In the face of Mr. Huang's request.

Yang Nan smiled and nodded.

It's not just Mr. Huang.

In fact, for Yang Nan, she was also very curious about why Yang Xiu kept these things at home.

See Yang Nan's response.

Teacher Huang did not hesitate and picked up the mobile phone directly from his arms.

Ringtones as the phone calls for a connection.

The speed of the crowd's heartbeat gradually increased.

Pick it up....

You'd better pick it up and !!

it!

Just when everyone felt a little broken.

There was a "bang" on Mr. Huang's mobile phone.

"Xiao Huang, what is the matter with me?"

I saw an old man wearing a white coat with gray hair and eyes in Mr. Huang's mobile phone.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm recording a variety show right now. "

Zhongshan smiled and continued to wait for Teacher Huang to speak.

"We found several armor that were suspected to be ancient armor in a house on an island south of China. "

Nakayama's smile disappeared, and he said with some confusion: "It seems to be an ancient armor..."

"Yes, that's it..."

Teacher Huang finished speaking.

Swept the phone's screen around the eight armors.

Although the picture passes by in a blink of an eye.

But Nakayama's face was full of solemnity.

"Xiao Huang, you bring the camera closer... Let... Let me take a closer look..."

When Mr. Huang fixed his phone behind one of the pieces of armor.

Nakayama's breathing gradually began to accelerate.

"Quick! let me see a few others..."

“......"

Hearing this, Mr. Huang pointed his phone at the next piece of armor.

The atmosphere was very quiet.

Only occasionally came a few words of exclamation from Nakayama.

But.

Nakayama kept looking at the armor, but he didn't say a word.

The audience in the live broadcast room was anxious as if the fire had burned their butts.

"This old man is talking! He will tell us where the armor came from!"

"Damn, I can't stand it, there's no need to hang our appetites like this!".

"Oh my god, I really want people to die?!".

"Judging by this man's reaction, these armors must be ancient... But... He's a fart and say something!".

"This old man... It's so good at playing people!".

“......"

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