Chapter 110 Miss Good Eyesight
Professor Tang slowly placed the unicorn, which had been able to see the whole picture, on the table with gentle and imperceptible strength, and stared at Nan Qiao with a fanatical gaze as if his eyes were shining brightly.
"Miss Nan has a good eye."
Even Professor Tang had to marvel at Nan Qiao's amazing luck.
He naturally saw the appearance of the person when he just took it out. The dark mass had nothing to do with the golden unicorn in front of him.
If it were Professor Tang himself, he might not be able to recognize the treasure inside after seeing such an appearance, so he was surprised by Nan Qiao's eyes.
It’s possible to say it’s luck, but how many people would buy such a lump of stuff as a birthday gift for no reason?
Combined with Nan Qiao's calmness when he took it out just now, Professor Tang has some interest in people.
Nan Qiao was not surprised, but just picked up the unicorn, looked at it, and nodded calmly.
It is almost the same as what I thought.
"I found this by accident."
Although it was unintentional, Professor Tang still had some thoughts on people.
Before when Nan Qiao picked out the fault of Luo Wanbai's fake painting, Professor Tang had already noticed this person, plus this priceless treasure in his hand, it's not just luck, I'm afraid the other party has a unique talent in archaeology.
"I wonder if Miss Nan is interested in archeology?"
Professor Tang asked Nan Qiao questions without delay when he had a thought.
Nan Qiao didn't expect the other party to ask such a question suddenly, he was stunned for a while before he realized that it was him who said it.
She smiled and waved her hands and quickly refused, "I'm just lucky."
That being said, both of them were tacit, but Professor Tang looked at the unicorn in his hand with love, and if it wasn't a birthday gift from Nan Qiao to Mr. Cheng, he would even have offered to buy it.
"That's a pity, but this unicorn is indeed a priceless treasure."
Seeing that people didn't have such thoughts, Professor Tang had no choice but to give up and shift the focus to the unicorn in his hand.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a unicorn from the Song Dynasty."
"Looking at the style, it should be used by the emperor."
Professor Tang’s words can be called iron laws in the archaeological field, and no one will question its credibility.
But even after hearing people say that, Luo Wanbai subconsciously didn't believe it was any kind of treasure, not to mention that she didn't know Professor Tang at all, so naturally she didn't know the weight of people's words.
"Miss Nan will not return the entrustment—"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted.
"it is true."
Professor Tang's tone was firm, his eyes were reluctant to leave the unicorn for a moment, and his fingers moved across the dark lines. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he was, and he was surprised that it was exactly the same as what was recorded in the data.
Even for him who has studied the Song Dynasty and its culture, this is the first time he has seen this dark pattern. It is said that this kind of dark pattern is exclusive to a certain emperor.
One stone stirs up waves.
If what the student said just now is not worthy of everyone's trust, then Professor Tang's words are different.
He is a master of archaeology, no one will question his words.
Luo Wanbai's complacent smile froze on his face, and the thoughts in his mind instantly went blank.
Lie, liar...
Old Cheng couldn't help but glance at the unicorn in his hand when he heard what his best friend said, his eyes were full of interest.
"At present, I only rely on the naked eye to observe, and I can't make too many remarks, but this is indeed a token of the emperor of the Song Dynasty."
"The value...is incalculable."
Professor Tang claimed to have seen many antique relics from the Song Dynasty, but those were only outstanding, but this one in his hand is different now. It only takes one glance to see that the workmanship is expensive and the craftsmanship of the carver is exquisite. Fei has put in a lot of effort, and even contains extremely rich research value.
It is not too much to say that this kind of thing has a price but no market.
"No, I didn't expect Miss Nan to have a keen eye for pearls at a young age, and she is extremely talented in the field of archaeology."
The direction of the wind became too fast for people to react, and even when some people were still in a daze, they had already heard the praise about Nan Qiao.
It is a tacit thing in this circle to follow the wind and use the rudder.
"Yeah, as expected of the Murong family, we can't wait to make a move."
There were countless praises for Nan Qiao in her ears, but Luo Wanbai only felt it was extremely harsh. She blinked her eyes in disbelief, and her body instinctively resisted her father's pull, wanting to say something.
What she said just now seemed to have turned into ridicule, which was deeply engraved into Luo Wanbai's bones, making her feel that her ears were buzzing violently, and her lips lost their color.
"Now, may I ask if Miss Luo has any objections to the things I sent?"
Nan Qiao turned a deaf ear to the praise, and asked Luo Wanbai.
After being reminded, everyone remembered what Luo Wanbai said to Nan Qiao and his provocative attitude.
"No, it's not, I—"
Until now, when Luo Wanbai looked at everyone's eyes like knives, Luo Wan Bai's mind, which was filled with blood and hostility, calmed down belatedly, and he also recognized his current situation clearly.
"I'm sorry, Miss Nan, I shouldn't have offended you so, so much just now."
She waved her hands hastily with a pale face, stuttering her words, trying to explain something but her mind went blank.
"It's okay." Nan Qiao tilted his head slightly, and smiled innocently at Luo Wanbai. Luo Wanbai's eyes lit up when he saw this scene, thinking that the other party would not care about him, but the next second, he was struck by lightning.
"Anyway," the thin lips parted slightly, seeing Luo Wan Bai's expression as if he had been pardoned, Nan Qiao's tone was relaxed. "I don't intend to forgive Miss Luo either."
Luo Wan Bai stood there in a daze, he didn't expect Nan Qiao to say such words, the joy in his heart was almost expressed on his face, but when he heard these words, it felt like someone had suddenly poured cold water on him, The whole person stood there dumbfounded.
The bone-piercing cold seemed to freeze her blood.
Others didn't expect that Nan Qiao didn't play the cards according to the routine, and they were a little stunned.
Unexpectedly, the daughter of the Murong family is such a difficult master.
Taking advantage of Luo Wanbai's time of being stunned, Cheng Lao's old and thick voice sounded.
"Get people out."
Immediately afterwards, two people appeared beside Luo Wanbai, and without any explanation, they grabbed the person's arm and led Luo Wanbai away from the banquet in a tough manner.
"There are not many things that can make you admire."
Mr. Cheng said this to Professor Tang, but he looked at Nan Qiao with indescribable appreciation.
He knew that he was not wrong about the person, but he thought that the other person was just the daughter of the Murong family, but he didn't expect to have this talent, which made him look at the girl differently.
This is the only candidate for a daughter-in-law who is suitable and can make me like it so much. Mr. Cheng immediately paid more attention to Nan Qiao.
Professor Tang knew that his old friend was itchy, so he handed the unicorn to the servant and asked it to be presented to Mr. Cheng.
Looking at it, Mr. Cheng was reluctant to leave after touching the unicorn with his hand. He even looked at the unicorn without blinking his eyes. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mr. Cheng really likes Nan Qiao's gift.
"As long as you like it."
Nan Qiao watched Luo Wanbai, whom he hated, being cleared from the banquet, and felt a lot better after being troubled by someone just now. After saying this sentence with a smile and politeness, he sat back in his seat.
It seems that it is better not to come to this kind of banquet in the future. Meeting such a person will only affect her mood.
(end of this chapter)