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Chapter 60 Interview
Wen Ziming never expected that Qin Fei would dare to report the age and market value of the short dagger with just a glance and within five seconds.

This kind of operation, not to mention myself, even Zhuo Chenguang, known as the "Master of Antiques", would never be able to do it.

Wen Ziming's hand holding the dagger was still raised in the air, with a wave of anger that went straight to the top of his head.

He snapped back his left hand, quickly reached out with his right hand, and lowered both hands at the same time, folding with all his strength.

Just hear a "click".

That short dagger was snapped off by Wen Ziming.

Although the dagger was short, the powerful recoil still left a bloodstain at Wen Ziming's tiger's mouth.

Wen Ziming didn't care at all.

He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Zhuo Chenguang without even looking at Qin Fei: "Old Zhuo, I'm afraid you were also deceived by this underling who abused his rhetoric. You must be very clear. China's iron smelting technology has always been among the best in the world, and the iron smelting technology in the Five Dynasties period has reached its peak. It cannot be said that it has fully reached the modern technology level, and it is almost the same."

"It's impossible for it to be so fragile that it can be broken by a junior with bare hands."

Zhuo Chenguang didn't say yes or no, but turned to look at Qin Fei.

Qin Fei twitched the corner of his mouth: "This Mr. Wen may not know something..."

He was just getting started. The person who was kicked for changing Wen Ziming's shoes raised his thick eyebrows, and took half a step forward and said, "You brat who can't stand on the stage, please speak with respect, let's Little Master Wen is a descendant of Wen Tao, so I dare not say anything else, but in appraising treasures, he is more than a hundred and eight thousand miles better than you."

"You actually have the nerve to say that Master Wen doesn't know something, and you deserve it?!"

Wen Tao?

Qin Fei was taken aback.

The Wen Tao mentioned by this person is the post-Liang Jiedu envoy, who is the ancestor of tomb robbers, and everyone in the antique circle knows it.

With Zhuo Chenguang around, Wen Ziming didn't want to be so high-profile.

But Qin Fei's contempt completely angered him.

He no longer bowed down in front of Zhuo Chenguang, straightened his body, straightened his back, and looked at Qin Fei sideways.

It seemed that as long as he said a wrong word, he would put people to death.

Qin Fei ignored the provocation from Wen Ziming's subordinates, but twitched the corners of his mouth and continued: "Mr. Wen is right, our iron smelting technology has always been at the forefront."

"The heyday of iron smelting technology was indeed in the Five Dynasties, but the peak of iron smelting appeared in the Later Tang Dynasty."

"The method of covering soil and burning blades, which was popular in the late Tang Dynasty, became less popular during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. It is not for other reasons, but because of the reduction of resources, the requirements for iron smelting have to be reduced."

"During the Five Dynasties period, the most common iron smelting method was called the clamping steel method, and the hardness was naturally much lower than the previous method of covering the soil and burning the blade."

"If this knife of yours was forged during the Five Dynasties period using the earth-covering and burning-blade method, then the value cannot be solved by one or two million yuan. Rare things are more expensive, at least multiply by ten times."

While Qin Fei was explaining the iron smelting method of the Five Dynasties period, Zhuo Chenguang had been playing with the upper half of the broken dagger.

As soon as Qin Fei finished speaking, Zhuo Chenguang's two hands were already clapping together slowly, once fast and heavy.

Zhou Ningxue quickly realized that Grandpa Zhuo was applauding Qin Fei.

She jumped up happily, her two snow-white hands kept beating together, her face was flushed with excitement.

"Brother Qin Fei, you are amazing, Xue'er is proud of you."

She didn't hide the admiration in her eyes at all.

Wen Ziming's face turned black and white for a while, and finally turned ashes.

In other words, I tore 150 million with my own hands just now!

The most important thing is that this is not about money.

His little master Wen lost his sight and lost his place in front of a brat who had never even heard his name in the literary and entertainment world.

If this word got out, it would be nice to say but not nice to hear.

But it was a foregone conclusion.

Just now, in order to embarrass Qin Fei enough, he didn't even clear the service staff at the door of the private room.

The more I want to cover this, the more I can't cover it.

Wen Ziming couldn't care less, and stood up angrily, with a livid face, and looked at Qin Fei fiercely: "Mr. Qin is indeed a good planner, we will meet later!"

After all, he flicked his sleeves and walked away.

"Brother Qin Fei, you are amazing."

As soon as Wen Ziming left, Zhou Ningxue went up and hugged Qin Fei tightly.

Although this girl is not very old, everything that should be developed has already developed.

The embrace was a bit strong, and Qin Fei's ears turned red when he felt two strange lumps of softness on his arms.

He subconsciously took a step back and put some distance between himself and Zhou Ningxue.

Sister Rong, who was so angry that her teeth were itching, took the opportunity to come over and took Qin Fei's hand: "Don't you have to climb the rock wall again tomorrow? You have to rest early."

When he first entered the society, Qin Fei, who was the youngest, came into contact with the first woman other than his mother, who was Sister Rong.

Perhaps because of habit, Qin Fei allowed Sister Rong to pull her away without letting go.

He looked back at Zhuo Chenguang, saw the person nodded towards him, and followed Sister Rong out.

If it is said that Zhou Ningxue and Sister Rong were jealous before, it was only because she was pampered since she was a child, and she couldn't accept that someone would steal things from her.

Well, after witnessing Qin Fei defeating Wen Ziming, who was famous in the antique circle in a few seconds, a subtle change had taken place in her heart.

Zhou Ningxue's eyes fell on Lin Shurong's hand holding Qin Fei tightly, and the bottom of her eyes was gradually stained with water.

She must get Qin Fei!

The person who wanted Zhou Ningxue to make concessions hadn't been born yet, so what was Lin Shurong?
When she entered the elevator room, she had already made up her mind to ask Lin Shurong out tonight to have a good talk.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Ningxue successfully invited Lin Shurong to the rooftop of the hotel.

"What can't we talk about tomorrow?"

Lin Shurong was really worn out by Zhou Ningxue and had no choice but to wear a shawl with an impatient expression on her face.

"Sister Rong, how long have you known Brother Qin Fei?" Zhou Ningxue asked, ignoring Sister Rong's reluctance.

"One and a half years." Sister Rong yawned, her eyes sparkled, and she smiled beautifully.

Zhou Ningxue ground her teeth: "Have you guys slept?"

Sister Rong's face turned cold, but she didn't answer Zhou Ningxue's question right away. She was thinking about the way this little girl would make a movie.

Zhou Ningxue squeezed out two small dimples: "Just looking at it, I know I haven't slept."

"You, although you are a bit older, you are not bad looking. You said that if a man has that kind of meaning for you, will he not have that kind of thought for a year and a half?"

This nonsense made Sister Rong choke for a while before she could react.

Seeing Sister Rong's defeat, Zhou Ningxue couldn't help feeling a little elated, and chased after the victory: "Brother Qin Fei's ability, you have also seen it. In that little antique shop of yours, he just buried him."

"But it will be different if you become the prospective son-in-law of the Zhou family. The help that grandpa can give him is a height that you never want to reach in your life. If you know the general idea, you should take the initiative to go far away from him!"

Zhou Ningxue didn't know what to hate or not, she just said what she thought.

At this moment, she can say anything that can make Lin Shurong retreat in spite of difficulties.

But these words really pierced Sister Rong's heart.

As Qin Fei became more and more mature, not only could she not help him, but she needed to rely on his strength.

Just like this trip to Stone Niu Road, isn't it for her?

With this thought in her mind, Sister Rong was not someone to be flattened or rounded by others. She suddenly raised her head and looked into the dark sky behind Zhou Ningxue: "Zhou Ningxue, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

(End of this chapter)