Dragon's Origin

## Chapter 557: Appraiser (Part 2)

Is that Wang Sheng’s handwriting? Of course! It’s obviously Wang Sheng’s handwriting. This is the character “永” (forever) that Wang Sheng himself wrote while practicing calligraphy in his manor.

Wang Sheng had to admire Elder Qian. He could actually discern his calligraphic style from the couplets at the Sanqing Temple. How were his eyes made? Even though Wang Sheng himself had exceptionally sharp eyes, he didn’t have the ability to identify someone’s writing at a glance.

“This calligraphy is mine!” Could Elder Qian not tell from Wang Sheng and Rose’s expressions that they had already acknowledged it? He immediately shouted happily, then proactively snatched it from Rose’s hands, quickly rolled it up, and by the time Wang Sheng and Rose reacted, the calligraphy had already been stored in Elder Qian’s personal storage ring.

“Elder Qian, is it that as long as there is something with traces, you can roughly figure it out?” Wang Sheng didn’t mind. It was just a piece of calligraphy. Wang Sheng could write a hundred whenever he wanted, so what was it to give Elder Qian one? But he had a question he really wanted to understand, so he quickly asked Elder Qian.

“Well, now that you mention it, Duke, it does seem to be the case.” Elder Qian hadn’t realized his own ability, but after Wang Sheng summarized it, it seemed to be true. Whether it was those academicians, the emperor, or Wang Sheng, he had seen their previous writings, so he could immediately associate, deduce, and accurately recognize them.

It was the same with the previous weapons and jewelry. Elder Qian had read many miscellaneous books and traveled to many places, with extensive knowledge. With something roughly similar, he could deduce a large amount of information. This wasn’t just an appraiser, it was practically a data analysis master!

It was a pity that this world didn’t have any big data for Elder Qian to analyze. He would definitely be a seasoned antique appraiser on Earth.

However, Wang Sheng still wanted to test him and see where Elder Qian’s limit was. Since Elder Qian could analyze things with traces to a great extent, what about things without traces?

“Elder Qian, take a look, what is this?” As Wang Sheng spoke, he took out a Glock 17 from his storage ring and placed it on the table, rotated it, and pushed it in front of Elder Qian.

The Glock 17 was unloaded, and Wang Sheng never intended to manufacture bullets in this world. Handgun bullets were now too weak and unsuitable for combat. Wang Sheng kept the Glock 17 as a memento, a proof that he was once an Earthling.

Very few people had seen this handgun, and even if they had, they wouldn’t have told Elder Qian. So, for Elder Qian, it must be something without any traces.

Elder Qian’s gaze immediately became serious again. He reached out and picked up the Glock 17, and was immediately stunned. Such a small thing was actually made of several materials. He touched the slide, then the trigger and the surrounding area, and finally touched the grip, his brows furrowing as if tied in a knot.

“Duke, could you give a brief demonstration?” This was obviously a usable device, but Elder Qian couldn’t determine what it was specifically for. Since Wang Sheng was right in front of him, he didn’t hesitate to ask Wang Sheng to demonstrate.

Wang Sheng reached out and picked up the Glock 17, his movements swift. With a few clicks, the complete handgun turned into a pile of parts, neatly placed on the table. After doing all this, Wang Sheng made a gesture of invitation, asking Elder Qian to examine it.

Elder Qian, Elder Tie, and Rose were all watching Wang Sheng’s magic-like disassembly of the gun as if they were watching a Western spectacle. The movements were too fast, clean, and efficient. Even though Wang Sheng hadn’t practiced for a long time, due to the improvement in his physical fitness, the disassembly was more than twice as fast as it was on Earth.

“The materials are rare!” This time, Elder Qian picked up each piece to look at, the slide, barrel, spring, bolt, and even the magazine, examining them one by one.

“Old Qian, any one of these things is enough for you to study for several years.” After Elder Qian looked at them, he didn’t say anything to Wang Sheng, but instead shouted excitedly at Elder Tie, “Each of these steel materials is unprecedented.”

Elder Tie was already very interested in so many metal materials, but he didn’t want to disturb Elder Qian’s appraisal. Hearing Elder Qian’s words, he looked at Wang Sheng, and seeing that Wang Sheng had no objections, he reached out and picked up the spring, carefully examining it.

“If I’m not mistaken, this material is the best!” Elder Qian looked at them one by one, took out the barrel, and asked Wang Sheng, “Duke, am I right?”

Wang Sheng nodded. The barrel had to withstand the enormous pressure of gunpowder, so of course it had to be made of the best material. Relatively speaking, the slide and trigger didn’t have such high requirements. Elder Qian’s guess was extremely accurate.

Seeing that he had guessed correctly, Elder Qian’s face lit up with a smile. However, his goatee and thin face made his smile look rather lecherous.

“I’m not sure what this material is.” Elder Qian picked up the grip again, and asked with some doubt, “It’s neither metal nor wood nor stone nor earth, Duke, could you enlighten me?”

How could he explain this? Wang Sheng looked at the grip in Elder Qian’s hand with some difficulty. Engineering plastic, how could he explain this? How could he make someone who didn’t even know what rubber was understand what plastic was? What were polymers?

“It’s fine if it’s difficult for you, Duke.” Elder Qian also knew how to read faces, and knowing that Wang Sheng was in a difficult position, he immediately spoke to relieve Wang Sheng.

“Elder Qian, you haven’t said what this thing is used for yet!” Rose also cleverly changed the subject, asking Elder Qian.

“I have a rough guess.” Elder Qian smiled, reached out, and stuck his folding fan into the back of his collar, and his hands began to move quickly.

In an instant, a light flashed in Wang Sheng’s eyes. Elder Qian’s movements were actually the reverse of Wang Sheng’s disassembly of the Glock 17. In other words, Elder Qian actually reassembled the handgun that Wang Sheng had disassembled.

The whole process was flawless, the parts were correct, and the technique was correct. Although the movements were much slower than Wang Sheng’s, Wang Sheng believed that this was only due to unfamiliarity. As long as Elder Qian had time to practice, he could definitely reach Wang Sheng’s level.

Click, click, click, in less than half a minute, Elder Qian had completely restored the Glock 17 after only seeing Wang Sheng disassemble it once.

Holding the grip like Wang Sheng had just done, with his finger on the trigger guard in front, Elder Qian thought for a moment, and seemed to think he was on the right track. He put his finger on the trigger and aimed it forward.

“Although it’s been cleaned, there’s still a faint smell of gunpowder.” Elder Qian turned to look at Wang Sheng and asked, “Duke, this should be a firearm that can fire projectiles from this tube to attack enemies. Do you think my guess is correct?”