On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Harbaugh's email read - Dear SS, I'm sorry to bother you again. I just want to tell you that after you retired, the auction house rarely received two fakes, which gave me a headache. The appraiser who came here was simply not strong enough, but I hired another one tonight, who was recommended by a friend. His name is F, and he will also live broadcast the appraisal remotely as a mysterious person. I hope it will not infringe on your copyright. If you are free, log in on time at nine o'clock tonight, and you can watch it in the live broadcast room. By the way, help me check out what this person's ability is. Isn’t there an old saying in your country that it’s the mule or the horse that comes out for a walk? I hope you can come on time.

Signature in English: Your old friend, Harbaugh.

After reading it, Hua Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Copycat me? It's quite interesting."

When Hua Sheng debuted as a mysterious person called SS, he became famous in the entire antique world and became a famous master.

Later, many people imitated her and copied her, but they could not imitate the essence. The clothes could be the same and the voice could also be imitated.

But...strength cannot be imitated. The last thing Hua Sheng appraised before retiring was the white jade comb from Houliang.

It is simply the pinnacle of appraisal ability, and it has never been wrong. Therefore, after SS retired, many people in the industry felt sorry for him.

Jiang Liu didn't get home until seven o'clock, but maybe because he was too tired, he didn't eat anything after he came back.

I just drank a glass of warm water and went upstairs to rest.

Hua Sheng entered the master bedroom, lifted the quilt and got in. He hugged Jiang Liu and placed his small hands on his generous chest.

"Mrs. Jiang, you can easily lead people to commit crimes."

"Don't talk nonsense. I want to ask you, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Well, I have a slight fever." Jiang Liu did have a cold. It was approaching the Spring Festival, and the snow in Jiangcheng was getting heavier and heavier, and the temperature was getting lower and lower.

This morning it had reached minus nineteen degrees. When Jiang Liu went out to work in the morning, he was really freezing.

After hearing what he said, Hua Sheng quickly touched his forehead.

Sure enough, it was slightly hot. Hua Sheng got out of bed and took out the thermometer and checked Jiang's flow. It was 38 degrees 2, which was actually not bad. This temperature was not too dangerous for an adult.

It's just that people feel very uncomfortable when they have a fever. Their whole body aches, as if they've been beaten, and they can't muster any strength.

Hua Sheng thought for a while, then went downstairs and took out the anti-pyretic patch from the refrigerator and applied it to Jiang Liu.

He took out alcohol and wiped his acupuncture points with cotton swabs, hoping to use physical cooling to reduce his fever.

Jiang Liu fell asleep in a daze.

It wasn't until almost nine o'clock that Hua Sheng suddenly remembered what happened at the auction house.

So I quietly went to the study room, logged into the external network, and entered the live broadcast room as an anonymous visitor.

Perhaps because he knew that a big shot would appear today, the live broadcast room was very lively, and millions of people were discussing it online.

After waiting for a few minutes, it started. It was quite difficult to identify the thing, not to mention the object. It was a mask, but the color had turned a bit black.

Usually there are no inscriptions on the artifacts, and there are no relief patterns on the outside for reference, so it is very difficult to identify them.

Perhaps because it was so old, the outer layer of the mask was almost completely weathered.

There are no words or patterns at all on the surface, and both the front and back are extremely clean and simple.

Another thing is that the eyes of the mask are closed, which makes it... more difficult.

The live broadcast room has already become a hot topic, with everyone speculating on the origin and age of this mask.

"This is truly a cultural relic that tests strength. Success or failure depends on his move tonight."

Just as Huasheng finished reciting this sentence, the mysterious man's voice suddenly came from the live broadcast room, "Hello everyone, I am tonight's appraiser, the mysterious man F.

The voice was very magnetic and penetrating... and it was confirmed to be a man's voice.